Chapter 522: History Repeating Itself?
PS: Days without flowers or tips are too painful, tears streaming. Updating the rules a bit—from now on, Monday to Saturday, three chapters; Sunday, ten chapters or more, not including ten chapters. Ugh!
Lin Feng's pupils were utterly ruthless, as if they scorned all living beings, reciting the heavens' merciless Dao, treating all things as straw dogs.
Yue Qingshan and Yue Tianming stared into those pupils. Though their hearts trembled slightly, neither moved half a step back. They still stood there, blocking Lin Feng's path.
"Lin Feng, you cannot take Duan Xinye away. Absolutely not."
The two saw Lin Feng's lips move, and then another word was spat from his mouth.
"Scram!"
"Scram, scram, scram..."
The void was filled with nothing but the word "scram." The surging sound waves stirred up a fierce gale, like a demonic wind, lashing against the crowd.
Yue Qingshan still stared at Lin Feng, but at this moment, he clearly sensed a demonic aura blooming from Lin Feng's body—a terrifying demonic path aura.
Through Lin Feng's pupils, he saw an extremely dense demonic path intent, a fearsome demonic will.
At that instant, it was as if a sword, a demonic sword, existed in Lin Feng's eyes. Whoever blocked him, he would kill; if the heavens blocked him, he would slay the heavens!
No one could stop Lin Feng's resolve. If anyone tried to block him, he would gather the demon within his heart and slaughter all living beings under heaven. Whoever stood in his way, he would slaughter.
The crowd's hearts trembled with Lin Feng's roar. How terrifying! At this moment, Lin Feng erupted with such a fearsome determination. No one could stop him—not even the gods and demons of the heavens. To block him meant annihilation, meant slaughter.
Under this terrifying intent, Yue Tianming's heart couldn't help but feel a trace of fear. Yes, not shock, but fear.
Beneath this demonic aura, it was as if the will and intent to slaughter gods and demons surged forth. No one could resist it, directly invading his heart.
At this moment, he felt an absurd notion: if he blocked Lin Feng, Lin Feng would kill him—and could kill him.
It wasn't just him, Yue Tianming. Even Yue Qingshan, if he tried to block Lin Feng, Lin Feng would kill him too. He would slaughter them all; no one could stand in his way.
This feeling was too shocking, too terrifying.
"It's that... it's that..."
Yue Qingshan murmured, his heart trembling violently. From Lin Feng's eyes, he clearly saw its shadow, so terrifying. So it was inside Lin Feng's body.
His body trembled slightly, his gaze flickering incessantly. Yue Qingshan's mind was in chaos. So it was within Lin Feng's body.
"Karmic entanglement, this is karmic entanglement."
Yue Qingshan looked up to the heavens and sighed. In the past, he couldn't stop Lin Hai and Yue Menghe. Today, he was destined to be unable to stop Lin Feng and Duan Xinye either.
History was so similar, about to repeat itself again.
Now, no one could stop Lin Feng anymore. Lin Feng had turned into a mad demon. Just one step away, and Lin Feng would truly go mad, entering the demonic path and slaughtering the world.
"Tianming, let him go."
Yue Qingshan let out a long sigh, pulling Yue Tianming's body aside, no longer blocking Lin Feng. He couldn't stop Lin Feng. If he truly tried to block him, it would only trigger a great upheaval.
"The demon sword, that's the aura of the demon sword."
Yue Qingshan saw the demonic sword in Lin Feng's pupils. No wonder Lin Feng was there that day and seemed to be among the first to discover the origin vein.
So it was that the explosion of the Nine Sword Peaks across the sword peak, the shattering of the seal, and the demon sword breaking free were all triggered by Lin Feng. And the demon sword hadn't gone elsewhere—it was inside Lin Feng's body, ready to erupt at any moment.
If he and Yue Tianming continued to block Lin Feng, Lin Feng would disregard everything, draw on the demon sword's power, transform into the demonic path, and slaughter everything.
Lin Feng would truly kill him and Yue Tianming, showing no mercy. They had truly angered Lin Feng, all because of Duan Xinye, that noble and pure princess.
Yue Tianming was pulled aside by Yue Qingshan, his body trembling violently.
Step aside? He actually stepped aside!
He was letting Lin Feng take Duan Xinye away, take away the beautiful princess he was betrothed to, to engage in the union of man and woman.
Thinking of this, Yue Tianming's eyes turned icy cold, almost twisting with distortion. But Yue Qingshan's hand firmly restrained him, not letting him move an inch.
Of course, he understood Yue Qingshan's intentions. In fact, when he stood before Lin Feng, how could he not feel Lin Feng's terrifying, maddening demonic intent?
But to watch Lin Feng take Duan Xinye away from before his eyes was like a knife cutting into his heart—too painful, too unbearable.
The crowd also watched the void, their gazes all freezing. At this moment, Lin Feng was so terrifying. Even though they weren't standing before Lin Feng facing him, they could still feel the terrifying demonic aura emanating from him. It was as if if Yue Qingshan and Yue Tianming continued to block him, Lin Feng would fall into the demonic path and even kill his maternal grandfather and elder brother standing before him.
In the end, before Lin Feng, Yue Qingshan and Yue Tianming, two powerful figures, retreated, making way. They dared not block Lin Feng any longer, letting him leave.
Lin Feng's gaze coldly swept over Yue Qingshan and Yue Tianming, and he said coldly, "If anyone disturbs me while I'm saving Xinye, I will kill them without hesitation, no matter the cost."
As Lin Feng's words fell, he took a step forward, whistling away, instantly disappearing from the crowd's sight.
"Phew..."
The crowd let out a long breath, and the oppressive feeling vanished, as if it disappeared the moment Lin Feng left. When Lin Feng was there, they felt like they couldn't breathe.
Duan Wuya, Yue Qingshan, Yue Tianming, and the others all stared at Lin Feng's back, their gazes flickering. Perhaps what they were thinking was all different.
After leaving, Lin Feng carried Duan Xinye's body, flickering rapidly through the void, as fast as a gale sweeping through the air.
At this moment, his body was too hot, burning like flames. This heat all came from Duan Xinye's body.
And at this moment, Duan Xinye had even lost her reason. Her legs wrapped around his body, clinging tightly to him. Her breath was like orchid fragrance, intoxicating, making one's heart waver, too seductive.
"We're here."
Lin Feng looked down at the creek forest where Duan Xinye lived. He took a big step, descending from the void. Without even greeting the maids outside, he directly entered the cave dwelling in the creek forest's mountain cliffs where Duan Xinye resided.
Several figures flickered over—they were Duan Xinye's maids, guarding the surroundings. They noticed the disturbance immediately.
"Guard this place, seal it off. No one is allowed to step within half a step. This concerns Xinye's life, remember that."
A rolling voice rang out, making the maids' bodies stiffen. Then they exchanged glances and nodded. Their figures flickered, scattering in all directions.
That voice was Lin Feng's. The maids all understood Lin Feng's position in the princess's heart. Since Lin Feng said so, the princess might be in danger, so they naturally had to obey.
The stone door of the mountain cliff cave dwelling closed. In Duan Xinye's boudoir bedroom, Duan Xinye was placed on the soft bed. Her eyes were hazy, her entire body flushed red. She was constantly removing her clothes, her eyes full of heat. Yet within that heat, there was a hint of rational shyness. Her flushed, hot face seemed ready to drip blood.
"Lin Feng, I really can't take it anymore. Take me, please."
Duan Xinye's fairy-like long dress slipped off, revealing her slender, smooth arms. Her jade-like skin was so soft and comfortable, with a hint of resilient elasticity. She tightly hooked Lin Feng's arm. As she spoke, her hazy, fragrant breath brushed against Lin Feng's face, making his breathing quicken.
Lin Feng was no sage. He was just an ordinary man, and a man who had never experienced the matters between man and woman.
A noble princess as beautiful as a fairy, her jade body half-exposed, her hands hooked around his neck, calling for him to take her—if Lin Feng could still remain calm, he would be "worse than a beast."
Lin Feng's breathing gradually became rapid. Duan Xinye hooked his neck with one hand while the other hand was on her own body, continuously removing the luxurious garments one by one. Her clothes became disheveled. The snowy white, full valley of her cleavage came into Lin Feng's view, intoxicating his soul.
"Lin Feng, hurry..."
Duan Xinye's dreamlike voice escaped her lips. Her body arched slightly upward, making Lin Feng feel like his head exploded with a bang. His eyes turned bloodshot, as if he too had lost his reason.
Lowering his head, Lin Feng placed his hands on that soft place, gently caressing. His lips kissed Duan Xinye's fragrant lips, kissed her shoulders, kissed every inch of her snow-like skin.
Finally, amidst passion, accompanied by Lin Feng's roar and Duan Xinye's moan, the two became completely united, intoxicated, like a dream. Soul and flesh merged together, wildly entwining on the bed. In Duan Xinye's boudoir bedroom, there was only the spring scenery filling the room.
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