Chapter 661: One Sword Is Enough
This sword descended from the void, blood light swirling into a vortex. At the center of that vortex was the Blood Drinking Sword. Between heaven and earth, at this moment, it seemed as if only this sword existed.
"Yu Mo is in trouble!"
The crowd's eyes all trembled, staring fixedly at this sword. By now, they could no longer see Lin Feng's figure; they only saw that blood-colored sword, an unstoppable blood sword, their hearts pounding wildly.
Clearly, no one had anticipated that Lin Feng could unleash such a sword.
"Ah..."
A sharp howl rang out. Yu Mo's veins bulged all over his body, as if it were about to explode. His ferocious face revealed pupils filled with madness. He too could never have imagined being forced to this point by Lin Feng.
"Stop!" A rolling, furious roar rang out, causing space itself to tremble violently. Lin Feng, who was in a state of Unity of Heaven and Man, felt his soul quake. With a muffled groan, he was forcibly ejected from that state. The momentum of his sword also lost its heaven-splitting power, seeming to pause slightly.
"Go!" Yu Mo roared madly, gathering all his power and surging upward, crashing into the Blood Drinking Sword.
Accompanied by a sizzling sound, blood light annihilated that patch of heaven and earth. Then the crowd saw Yu Mo's body retreat wildly, covered in blood, his aura heaving violently, his expression frenzied, his eyes locked onto Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's body also landed on the ground. The tip of the Blood Drinking Sword hovered near the earth, drops of blood falling, so vivid and bright. This blood was Yu Mo's blood.
Turning his gaze, Lin Feng cast his eyes toward that figure in the distant void, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.
This person was probably Yu Mo's master. It was his loud shout that had broken Lin Feng's concentration, causing his soul to tremble. That shout was formless and intangible, seemingly containing a soul attack. If not for that angry roar, Yu Mo would already be a dead man.
Xue Wuchang also looked at that person, a trace of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
"Yu Mo has already lost. I concede on his behalf. I won't interfere, I'm just saving Yu Mo's life," that person said from the void, his brow not even twitching, his voice calm.
"That shout was already an attack on me. Does that count as non-interference?" Lin Feng's gaze flashed with cold light. This Yu Mo's master was also a treacherous scoundrel. If Lin Feng's soul power weren't extremely strong, that shout alone would have been enough to injure his soul. A powerful existence at the Heavenly Martial Realm—the might of a single shout was not something a Mysterious Martial Realm cultivator could withstand. The Heavenly Martial Realm was already another level entirely.
Moreover, Yu Mo's master was definitely not just at the First Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm; he might be even stronger.
"Youngster, leave some leeway for others. Why be so ruthless? Yu Mo has conceded, that's enough. Return to where you belong and let the next battle begin," Yu Mo's master said indifferently, his eyes sweeping over Lin Feng as if containing a hint of threat.
Leave some leeway? Too ruthless? Was Lin Feng the one who wanted to kill Yu Mo for no reason?
How ridiculous!
Lin Feng didn't look at Yu Mo's master again. Instead, he turned his gaze to Xue Wuchang and said, "Senior, they violated the rules, didn't they?"
"Yes," Xue Wuchang nodded.
"I trust you, Senior." Lin Feng bowed slightly to Xue Wuchang, then turned his gaze back to Yu Mo. A terrifying sword aura erupted wildly, covering his entire body with dreadful sword energy.
Sharp sword beams began to shred the space, so piercing that they howled through heaven and earth.
"Hmm?" The crowd's eyes trembled. Lin Feng, what was he going to do? Was he still going to kill Yu Mo?
Xue Wuchang stepped forward, arriving before Yu Mo's master. His gaze was cold as he uttered a single sentence: "Those participating in the Snow Domain Grand Competition are all geniuses. The Divine Palace doesn't want them to die. If Yu Mo hadn't struck to kill first, I would have stopped Lin Feng too. But since Yu Mo already made a killing move, the outcome is up to them. I've already warned you once. If you interfere again, Mysterious City will be your burial ground."
"Mysterious City will be your burial ground!" The crowd's hearts trembled violently. Xue Wuchang was furious.
His words had been ignored. Now, standing before Yu Mo's master, he was clearly stating his position. The enmity between Yu Mo and Lin Feng would be settled by themselves. No one was allowed to interfere. Life and death were up to fate. If Yu Mo's master, even as a Heavenly Martial Realm expert, interfered again in the Snow Domain Grand Competition, the Divine Palace would kill him.
"Two ruthless people."
The crowd's eyes gleamed with excitement. Both Lin Feng and Xue Wuchang were ruthless. Even a Heavenly Martial Realm expert had intervened, yet Lin Feng remained so persistent. The more you interfered, the more he wanted to kill. Yu Mo had to die, even with a Heavenly Martial Realm expert interfering.
Xue Wuchang was also ruthless, directly threatening: interfere again, and you die.
At this moment, Lin Feng faced Yu Mo, and Xue Wuchang faced Yu Mo's master, leaving the master and disciple's faces frozen stiff. Yu Mo's master didn't care much about Xue Wuchang himself, but what about the Divine Palace behind him? Since Xue Wuchang was presiding over the Snow Domain Grand Competition, he represented the Divine Palace's decree. His words were the Divine Palace's words. If he interfered again, Mysterious City would be his grave. This made his expression extremely ugly. A dignified Heavenly Martial Realm expert, threatened, yet powerless because the Divine Palace's strength was absolute.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng, holding the blood-dripping sword, slowly walked toward Yu Mo, his lips cold: "In the Fallen Demon Domain, when you bullied me, did you ever think today would come?"
Yu Mo's face was ferocious, extremely ugly. Of course, he hadn't thought so—never in his dreams. In the Fallen Demon Domain, the ant he had bullied could now take his life. How ridiculous, yet it was the truth.
The other participants in the Snow Domain Grand Competition also stared with narrowed eyes. This Lin Feng was not easy to deal with, having even defeated Yu Mo.
As for the crowd, their eyes gleamed with excitement. The more thrilling and intense the battle, the more they wanted to see it. Lin Feng had given them a huge surprise. Of course, for many, this 'surprise' was a shock—like the people from Tian Feng Kingdom, the Yu family of Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and Yue Qingshan.
They naturally hadn't left. Many of them were even waiting for Yu Mo to kill Lin Feng. But now, the cruel, dreamlike reality stung their hearts. Lin Feng had already become this powerful.
The sword aura grew stronger. Centered on Lin Feng, the entire heaven and earth was filled with swords—endless swords—all stabbing toward Yu Mo.
"No, no..." The crowd's hearts trembled violently. Something was wrong. Lin Feng... his Sword Dao Will was still growing stronger!
"How is this possible? Lin Feng had been hiding his strength..." This Sword Dao Will directly broke through one level, crossing into Third-Level Sword Dao Will—a leap of two levels!
Yu Mo's heart also thumped, as if his heartstrings were constantly trembling. How could this be?
"Could it be that Lin Feng can become even stronger?" A strange voice suddenly arose in the crowd's minds, and then they kept shaking their heads. Impossible. Lin Feng had already reached such a level; this should be his limit. How could he become even stronger? That would be too terrifying. Absolutely impossible.
Sword Dao Will climbed to the third level and stopped. Now, heaven and earth were filled with endless sword energy.
The blood-dripping Blood Drinking Sword still dripped blood. Lin Feng's steps slowly carried him toward Yu Mo. Looking at him, he said softly, "Do you understand now? Just now, I was only using you to practice my sword."
"Practice my sword, just practice my sword." Lin Feng's voice echoed in his ears. Yu Mo felt it was so piercing. Just now, Lin Feng had only been using him to practice his sword. Lin Feng was humiliating him like this.
"Boom!" Sword energy that seemed to drown heaven and earth all shot toward him—all swords, endless swords. Lin Feng's body also moved, charging toward him. Fast, fast as the wind.
"Killing you, one sword is enough!"
As the words fell, the man was fast, the sword even faster. A blood-colored sword light descended from the sky, as if to split the heavens. Then the crowd saw Yu Mo's body tremble violently. He was stunned. He had actually forgotten to defend. Or rather, his already maddened will couldn't defend. He watched that sword light fall, leaving a bloodstain down the middle of his body.
That bloodstain was so shocking, so horrifying.
"Killing you, one sword is enough!"
Lin Feng's words still echoed through the void, so shocking and stirring. Killing Yu Mo required only one sword!
Yu Mo was dead!
PS: The power went out just moments after I posted last night's chapter. So frustrating. Youyou, you didn't come to pin the announcement.