Chapter 610: The Use of the Seed
"What a fast sword strike."
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. He slightly shifted his stance, rising on his toes, and rapidly retreated.
"Swish..." A cold gleam of sword light trembled. Starry illusions appeared before Lin Feng's body. The sword seemed to shift horizontally, covering a short distance, yet it still landed on Lin Feng.
The cloth over his chest was pierced, leaving a tiny hole almost invisible. As Lin Feng drifted backward, he felt a slight sting in his chest. Looking down, he saw blood staining his clothes red.
"Indeed, not only is my physical attack power suppressed, but even the defensive strength of my tempered body has been forced back to the First Layer of the Profound Martial Realm." This sword strike confirmed Lin Feng's speculation. The Fallen Demon Domain was terrifying, as if an invisible rule suppressed everything.
The Fallen Demon Domain only acknowledged the power obtained from within.
"You still think you can escape?"
Yu Jian sneered. The sword shadow reappeared, cold light flickering. The phantom sword trembled incessantly, seeming far away, yet in Lin Feng's moment of distraction, the blade was already upon him.
Lin Feng stared intently at his opponent, as if trying to see through the sword's trajectory.
The true essence power within his body surged. Lin Feng thrust out both hands, attempting to use the true essence to clamp down on the incoming sword.
"Hmph."
Yu Jian slightly twisted his longsword. The cold blade broke through the true essence's restraint, swift as a shooting star, thrusting straight at Lin Feng.
With the same level of cultivation power, Yu Jian had martial techniques while Lin Feng did not, so naturally, Lin Feng was at a disadvantage.
Still staring at the sword, a cold gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. The not-so-powerful true essence frantically gathered in his left hand. Then, Lin Feng's palm trembled and slammed fiercely against the sword stabbing toward him. The sword veered slightly off course, and Lin Feng's right hand shot out, the gathered true essence gripping the blade tightly.
Blood seeped from Lin Feng's palm. Yu Jian's arm jerked violently, trying to twist the blade, but Lin Feng let out a furious roar.
"Get lost!"
His right arm swung fiercely, channeling all his strength. The sword was knocked aside, and the immense force caused Yu Jian's body to spin slightly.
But Lin Feng didn't even blink. He closed in, charging straight at Yu Jian.
"Get lost!"
With a bang, a punch landed on Yu Jian's body. The powerful blow sent Yu Jian stumbling back. However, because Lin Feng had poured all his strength into that right-arm swing, this punch, though it forced Yu Jian back and made blood trickle from his mouth, didn't significantly affect his combat power.
Without waiting for Yu Jian to react, Lin Feng sprinted toward the temple. By the time Yu Jian raised his sword to chase, the temple's doors had already closed. Lin Feng had stepped inside.
Yu Jian's face darkened as he glared at the temple doors. Lin Feng had escaped. He knew that if he killed Lin Feng, he would gain immense benefits.
Outside the Fallen Demon Domain, on the Stone Pillar Peak, the Yu family members wore grim expressions. They hadn't managed to kill Lin Feng. But Xiao Ya, Han Man, and the others breathed a sigh of relief. When strength was suppressed, the contest came down to will, courage, and resolve. In this regard, Lin Feng was clearly superior to Yu Jian.
Inside the temple, Lin Feng circulated his true essence, slowly healing the wound on his palm. His gaze, however, was fixed intently ahead.
Swords. At the front of the temple, high up, a massive sword hung from above, its hilt at the top. Beneath this giant sword, where its tip pointed, were smaller swords. On these smaller swords were specks of starlight, identical to the seed that Xue Wuchang had imprinted into their brows.
Strangely, the leftmost small sword bore a single point of starlight, which faintly resonated with the seed on Lin Feng's brow. He could clearly sense that if he wished, he could release the seed on his brow and let it enter this small sword, thereby obtaining something.
"These small swords must contain sword martial techniques."
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. Yu Jian had entered once and learned a sword technique, likely obtained from this first small sword. As for the six remaining small swords, they bore two points of starlight, three points, and so on, up to seven points.
"Next, I will give each of you a seed of opportunity. Enter the Fallen Demon Domain. With this seed, you can choose martial techniques to cultivate. Moreover, this seed will bring you unimaginable benefits. In short, strive hard. Let this seed realize its greatest potential, and you will be astonished."
Xue Wuchang's words echoed in Lin Feng's mind, making his pupils contract. A seed, with unimaginable benefits.
"Could it be that I need to obtain an equal number of seeds to unlock the corresponding small sword and obtain the sealed technique?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Feng's mind. Yes, that must be it. When they entered, Xue Wuchang gave each person a seed. There were a total of one hundred and forty-four seeds. Likely, they could kill others to obtain their seeds, thereby acquiring more powerful divine abilities and techniques.
"This is meant to make people kill each other. What a twisted rule."
Lin Feng's pupils shrank. Kill, seize seeds, exchange for powerful techniques. This would drive everyone to desperately hunt others for their seeds.
Moreover, what Lin Feng saw was just one temple. Other temples might have treasures that could be exchanged with seeds. Seeds would drive the talented martial artists who entered here into a frenzy.
"This is a brutal game."
Lin Feng's eyes flickered. No wonder Yu Jian's killing intent was so fierce. He wanted Lin Feng's life to seize his seed. It seemed Lin Feng had to quickly learn a technique to have the strength to fight others.
"Although accumulating seeds could let me obtain better treasures, I must use this first seed. Otherwise, forget about seizing seeds to hunt others; I'll only be the one hunted."
Without any hesitation, Lin Feng focused his mind. Immediately, a point of starlight from his brow invaded the starlight of the first small sword.
Between Lin Feng's brow and that small sword, a starry bridge instantly formed. In Lin Feng's mind, a sword materialized. It slowly thrust toward him. Though it seemed far away, it suddenly appeared right before him, piercing into his mind. Lin Feng jolted awake, a cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"What a formidable sword strike."
Lin Feng was startled. This strike was similar to the one Yu Jian had used against him. Clearly, Yu Jian had also unlocked the seal of this first small sword. But Yu Jian hadn't grasped the essence of this strike, only its superficial form.
"One seed, exchanged for just one sword strike."
Lin Feng murmured to himself. But it was worth it.
A soft sound rang out. Above Lin Feng, among the row of hanging swords, a three-foot azure blade slowly descended. Lin Feng reached out and caught it, strapping it to his back. Then he sat cross-legged, visualizing the sword strike in his mind.
He had already used the seed to exchange for the technique and could leave. But unlike Yu Jian, he didn't choose to walk out immediately. If Yu Jian had truly comprehended this strike, Lin Feng would already be dead, with no chance to enter the temple.
As the saying goes, sharpening the axe doesn't delay the cutting of wood. If the sword isn't cold, how can it kill? Although this delay might allow others outside to grow stronger.
This sword strike kept thrusting in Lin Feng's mind, so real it seemed to want to kill him. Lin Feng experienced it over and over. The strike became increasingly vivid in his mind, as if branded into his memory.
After a long time, Lin Feng opened his eyes. A sword gleam seemed to emanate from between his brows.
He stood up abruptly and thrust out a finger. That finger was like a sword, seemingly slow, yet it suddenly struck the temple wall, producing a sizzling sound and piercing a finger-sized hole.
"A whole day, and I still can't fully comprehend this strike. No wonder Yu Jian only grasped the surface, having the form of the sword but none of its essence."
Lin Feng murmured to himself. Suddenly, a ray of light shone into the temple. Turning around, he saw the temple doors opening on their own. His eyes narrowed.
Indeed, there were limits to cultivating in the temple. Otherwise, wouldn't everyone just hide inside forever?
One day was the temple's time limit.