Chapter 621: First Round Concludes
As Lin Feng stepped into the temple, his movements did not pause in the slightest. He directly crossed over to the seventh sword before him. The seven cultivation seeds at his glabella transformed into starlight, instantly forming a tight connection with that small sword bearing the starting point's starlight.
"Buzz, buzz..."
In an instant, an unparalleled sharp aura descended upon Lin Feng. A sky-covering sword intent raged wildly, causing Lin Feng's robes and hair to all billow up.
"Boom!"
Lin Feng felt his entire mind shake violently. Within his mind, a desolate space appeared. This desolate space was utterly silent, devoid of any sound—only a stretch of sky and a stretch of earth.
Yet at that moment, as if descending from beyond the nine heavens, a sword—an incomparably massive sword—fell from the sky. This sword's tip pointed downward, carrying a terrifying sword aura, pressing straight down toward the ground below.
Lin Feng's consciousness stared fixedly at this sword, feeling his entire body tremble slightly.
"Boom!"
Lin Feng's head shook violently once more. The sword plunged into the ground, its tip sinking into the earth. A sword aura vortex appeared on the ground, as if the yellow soil itself had transformed into the shape of a sword.
Heaven, earth, the ethereal void space—there was nothing, only a single sword.
Just like the Buddha-Demon Temple, what Lin Feng obtained was not a powerful technique or martial skill. In that temple, he had received the Buddha-Demon Epoch. And in this Sword Temple, all he obtained was a sword plunged into the earth within a desolate space.
At this moment, within the vast Fallen Demon Domain, space trembled once more.
Outside the Fallen Demon Domain, Snow Wuchang still stood in the void. The rest of the crowd remained in their positions, their gazes all fixed on the trembling Fallen Demon Domain below.
It was trembling again. Was the first round of the Snow Domain Grand Competition about to end?
The last time the Fallen Demon Domain trembled, it had caused a dramatic transformation throughout the entire domain. Their vision could no longer penetrate the space of the Fallen Demon Domain to see what was happening inside.
Now, all of them wondered what had happened inside. How many had died, and how many had obtained the once-in-a-lifetime opportunities?
Their hearts were filled with endless curiosity, but they could only wait here. It seemed that even Snow Wuchang himself did not know what was unfolding within the Fallen Demon Domain at this moment.
At this moment, Snow Wuchang's eyes flashed with sharpness as he stared at the Fallen Demon Domain below, murmuring to himself.
"The third temple has been opened. The Fallen Demon Domain's mission is also concluded. The first round of the Snow Domain Grand Competition is over. I wonder which three obtained the temple's opportunities."
Snow Wuchang muttered softly. Within the Fallen Demon Domain, when people stepped into a temple, it did not count as opening it. Only by imprinting the seven cultivation seeds into the temple's supreme treasure could one truly be said to have opened the temple, causing the Fallen Demon Domain to tremble.
"Buzz..."
A vast aura spread forth. The crowd only saw a cloud of dust sweep past before their eyes, as if the end of the world had arrived. Their eyes widened as they stared fixedly at the ground below.
The dust that scattered with the wind was the entire Fallen Demon Domain. Now, in their vision, it was a flat plain. On this plain, some were fighting, some were cultivating, and some lay dead on the ground. But the vast and miraculous Fallen Demon Domain had vanished, disappearing with the wind, without any warning.
"That Fallen Demon Domain was truly miraculous."
The crowd's hearts trembled, gradually calming down as they looked at the remaining people.
Dead. In this first round of the Snow Domain Grand Competition, so many geniuses had died, lying on the yellow soil. The number of people still alive was only sixty or seventy—more than half had perished.
Too terrifying. This Fallen Demon Domain had strangled countless geniuses. Those people were the most dazzling figures from various nations of the Snow Domain. Yet now, they lay quietly in the yellow soil. They had come excitedly, for martial arts, for glory, but now they had turned to dust, dying in this foreign land.
"Alright, the first round of the Snow Domain Grand Competition is over. Everyone, stop fighting."
Snow Wuchang's voice rang out, rolling down from the void and landing on the ground, clearly entering everyone's ears.
The fighting crowd separated and stopped. The Fallen Demon Domain, along with the temples, had vanished. The cultivation seeds at their glabellas were also gone. Continuing to fight would be meaningless.
Their gazes swept around, observing who was still alive. The endless gazes from the stone pillar peaks and the slopes of the ground were also watching who had survived. Especially those powerful families or forces with disciples participating in the Snow Domain Grand Competition—they stared intently at the crowd, searching for their own family or faction's disciples.
Many people's faces turned cold and ugly, because their family or faction's disciples had disappeared, died. Their hopes were instantly shattered.
Just like Yu Liushui. Before the first tremor of the Fallen Demon Domain, they could still see everything inside. He had personally witnessed Lin Feng kill the last two geniuses of his Yu family, Yu Qin and Yu Jian. So this time, his gaze was not searching for Yu Qin and Yu Jian, but for Lin Feng. He wanted to see if Lin Feng was still alive.
Soon, he found Lin Feng's figure among the crowd. Lin Feng was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in one place, very quiet, as if cultivating.
Staring at Lin Feng, Yu Liushui's gaze instantly turned sinister.
But Han Man, Xiao Ya, and the others smiled. Lin Feng was fine.
"Yu Liushui, there's nothing left for your Yu family here now. You might as well go straight back to Snow Moon."
Yue Qingshan looked at Yu Liushui and mocked him indifferently. Yue Tianming was standing safely somewhere below, unharmed.
Not only Yue Tianming, but Wu Qing had also not died. The people from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect who had arrived also showed smiles on their faces. This dangerous first round of the Snow Domain Grand Competition had been survived.
"With Wu Qing's strength, if he fights his way into the finals of the Snow Domain Grand Competition, he will definitely obtain a decent ranking."
Beside Teng Wuyao, someone spoke, immediately bringing a smile to Teng Wuyao's face.
"Wu Qing is worthy of being the most talented person in our Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. I am very gratified."
Being able to see his disciple stand on the stage of the Snow Domain Grand Competition finals was a kind of honor for the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Although the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was very strong in the Snow Moon Kingdom, it was nothing when looking at the thirteen nations of the Snow Domain.
"Yes, back then, that Lin Feng wanted to oppose our Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Now, I don't even know where he died. What a pity. Otherwise, we could have let Wu Qing kill him with his own hands."
On the stone pillar peak, Yue Qingshan heard the name Lin Feng and a complex expression appeared in his eyes. That talented youth, his grandson, had he really died just like that?
In this battle, of the one hundred and forty-four Snow Domain geniuses, only sixty-nine remained. Seventy-five had died—more than the number who survived. A terrifying number.
The four imperial forces representing the Snow Domain Grand Competition had all suffered heavy losses, each left with only ten to twenty or so strong individuals.
Among the remaining crowd, naturally, there were those with the strongest talents. The eight strongest geniuses were all unharmed.
Yu Mo's gaze was cold. His indifferent eyes swept across the entire space. Soon, he discovered Lin Feng. At this moment, Lin Feng was sitting cross-legged, very quietly, actually cultivating.
This made Yu Mo's expression very unpleasant. Clearly, Lin Feng had obtained another powerful treasure from a temple and had entered a state of cultivation.
And he, Yu Mo, as one of the eight strongest, had not gained much.
"In the second round, I hope you don't meet me."
Yu Mo coldly swept his gaze over Lin Feng, speaking in his heart. If he met Lin Feng, he would kill him without a doubt. And Tang Youyou—that woman dared to ruin his plans. Even if she was beautiful, she would still be killed.
At this moment, not far from Lin Feng's body, a figure was slowly approaching Lin Feng.
This person's pupils were cold, staring at Lin Feng. His narrowed eyes revealed killing intent. This person was none other than Di Long from the Dragon Mountain Empire's faction.
In this Fallen Demon Domain, he had really wanted to kill Lin Feng. He had also seen Lin Feng, but when he saw him, he felt that Lin Feng's strength had soared and he had made a major breakthrough. This made the killing intent in his heart even stronger. He had to eliminate Lin Feng to avoid future trouble.
Thinking this, as Di Long approached Lin Feng's body, he suddenly moved. In an instant, he erupted. A terrifying fist directly blasted toward Lin Feng, his entire body filled with killing intent. He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Lin Feng!