Chapter 663: The Blooming Seven Emotions Sword
"Desolate Stillness Will!"
Lin Feng's eyes slightly froze. At this moment, he felt as if he were placed within a world of withered wood, filled entirely with the aura of desolation and stillness. This was the power of will.
Will was a martial artist's level of comprehension regarding divine abilities and martial techniques. It wasn't just the sword that possessed Sword Dao Will; the withered wood's desolate stillness aura had also comprehended will, placing him within a world of desolation.
"Burn!"
A cold voice spat from Lin Feng's mouth. Instantly, a terrifying flame roared and howled wildly, surging with blazing fire that spread outward in all directions, endless and boundless. This powerful flame seemed intent on incinerating everything into nothingness, extremely terrifying.
"Will power." Withered Wood's pupils contracted. Terrifying flames—this was the power of Flame Will, aiming to turn this space into a sea of fire and burn everything to ashes.
The countless withered wood vines, upon touching Lin Feng, were instantly incinerated without a trace. Just as Lin Feng had said, dealing with withered wood using fire seemed more suitable.
"Kill." Terrifying flames spewed from Lin Feng's palm. The flames of the Great Sun Incinerating Heaven Scripture were so scorching that they dared not be looked at directly.
Withered Wood's body dodged, evading the dreadful flames. He dared not clash with the fire; it was too intense, as if it would burn everything away, too fierce.
"Eye Technique!"
Withered Wood's eyes condensed, and instantly his pupils turned a desolate color. Wherever his gaze passed, the space seemed to lose all vitality, and even the flames on Lin Feng's body appeared to weaken.
Withered Demon Eye, eerie and uncanny, as if it could wither everything—flames wither, life withers.
"Hmm?" Lin Feng's eyes condensed slightly. Impossible. An eye technique couldn't have such terrifying power, making all life wither. That would be too heaven-defying. It must be an illusion—if you believe it withers, then it truly withers.
"It must be so." Lin Feng's gaze was resolute. The Withered Demon Eye, demonic, could make one follow its feeling, as if one's own power was withering, life withering. When you truly believed this, under this Desolate Stillness Will, life would truly wither.
Though Lin Feng knew this, those demonic eyes and that Desolate Stillness Will seemed to constantly influence his thoughts and his will, and the flames were indeed growing weaker.
"Eye Technique?" Lin Feng's mind stirred. His eyes gradually turned dark and deep, like a bottomless demonic abyss, so cold, so ruthless.
Everything around could no longer shake his heart or influence his will. Everything was so clear; even the faintest sounds appeared like images in his mind.
Seeing Lin Feng's pitch-black pupils, Withered Wood's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly. These eyes were so cold. The desolate aura in the Withered Demon Eye seemed unable to affect Lin Feng in the slightest.
"Before me, your power seems completely suppressed." Lin Feng said indifferently, taking a step forward. The heaven-incinerating flames roared again, the fire seeming to burn the entire space. The desolate world was replaced by a world of flames. In Lin Feng's hand appeared a sword—a true qi sword condensed from sun-fire true yuan.
"Rising Sun!"
A sword came from the east, like the rising sun, so brilliant. Within the sunrise was sun-fire, Flame Will. In the sky, a ray of sunlight poured down, shining upon the true qi sword, so dazzling.
"Chi, chi..." The endless desolate aura seemed severed by this sword. Withered Wood's body retreated wildly, watching the terrifying flame sword pass before him. Even a wisp of flame touched his body, nearly igniting him. A strand of sun-fire containing will cost him no small effort to extinguish.
"Sun-fire."
Withered Wood's eyes trembled violently. Lin Feng's flames were terrifying—touch and ignite, impossible to easily extinguish. If entangled by his flames in battle, it would definitely be very troublesome, dividing one's focus.
And as Lin Feng had said, his withered wood technique, desolate aura, and Withered Demon Eye were indeed powerful, but they seemed completely suppressed by Lin Feng. Lin Feng's sun-fire true yuan power and his achievements in the sword dao were enough to compensate for the gap in their cultivation realms. In this battle, all chances of victory were strangled.
"No more fighting. This battle, I lose." Withered Wood's face was expressionless. He turned and returned directly to his original spot. He conceded this battle because he saw no hope of victory. Thus, he conserved his strength to win all the battles he could. Otherwise, if Lin Feng's flames entangled and burned him, it would be bad.
Lin Feng claimed another victory—six battles, six wins.
"It seems the top six seats are without suspense. Lin Feng should be the biggest surprise of this Snow Domain Grand Competition." The crowd thought silently. Lin Feng's strength exceeded everyone's expectations. He had now defeated three of the Eight Great Geniuses of the Snow Domain. Such a prodigiously talented youth—it was laughable that no one had known him before.
Next, Tang Youyou chose her opponent. This time, she selected Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao was clearly surprised. Tang Youyou still had many people she hadn't fought, yet she directly challenged him.
Carrying seven swords on his back, Ling Xiao stepped forward slowly, looking at Tang Youyou and saying, "Lin Feng—is he your man?"
"Hmm?" Tang Youyou was stunned, clearly not expecting Ling Xiao's first question to be whether Lin Feng was her man. A strange look flashed in her eyes.
The crowd was also stunned. Lin Feng, Jun Moxi, Tang Youyou, Qing Mengxin, and Yun Feiyang were all from Dragon Mountain Empire. Their relationship seemed quite good, especially with Lin Feng as the axis, each familiar with him. Tang Youyou also seemed to have a somewhat different relationship with Lin Feng.
Could it really be as Ling Xiao asked—was Lin Feng Tang Youyou's man?
"What do you mean by that?" Tang Youyou asked. This Ling Xiao, unconcerned with the battle, actually asked if Lin Feng was her man.
"Xiao Yu—she is my junior sister and also the woman I love. Lin Feng and you are somewhat similar to my relationship with my junior sister. Lin Feng defeated my junior sister. Should I then take it out on you?" Ling Xiao said indifferently, his body exuding a Ling Xiao sword aura. He stood straight like a sharp sword.
A sharp glint flashed in the crowd's eyes. So that was it. Ling Xiao wanted to vent for Yu Xiaoxiao. Lin Feng hadn't challenged him yet, but Tang Youyou had invited battle first. Thus, he found Tang Youyou.
At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have a terrifying sword aura above his head, completely changing his temperament—strong, domineering, and resilient.
Turning back, Ling Xiao's gaze fell on Yu Xiaoxiao. "Junior sister, today at the Snow Domain Grand Competition, with Master here and all the world's people present, I will tell everyone that I, Ling Xiao, will use my strength to forever protect the woman I love."
"So that's it." Hearing Ling Xiao's words, the crowd suddenly understood. Ling Xiao wanted to use this Snow Domain Grand Competition stage, before the world, to swear and tell everyone of his feelings for Yu Xiaoxiao. In such a situation, how could Ling Xiao not truly prove himself? Tang Youyou would likely become the unfortunate one sacrificed for Ling Xiao's declaration of love to Yu Xiaoxiao.
"Junior sister, I will now tell Master, and also tell you, that I, Ling Xiao, possess this determination and qualification."
With that, Ling Xiao's body slowly turned, his gaze falling on Tang Youyou. "You should feel honored. You are the witness of this moment."
As Ling Xiao's words fell, a Ling Xiao sword aura shot into the sky. Behind him, the Seven Emotions Sword simultaneously rose, stirring the wind and clouds.
Seven swords of different colors were so dazzling and brilliant. The sword aura was so powerful, as if it would pierce the heavens.
A terrifying Seven Emotions Will bloomed—Sword Dao Will, Emotion Will. This sword pierced heaven and earth; this emotion made the heavens weep.
"What terrifying sword aura. This is Sword Dao Will—third level!"
The crowd's gaze stiffened. Third-level will. Ling Xiao's strength was this terrifying.
Tang Youyou's eyes stiffened. The Sword Dao Will blooming from the Seven Emotions Sword made her feel completely locked down, her body rigid. This was the strongest opponent she had faced in the Snow Domain Grand Competition, beyond imagination. She hadn't expected it, and neither had the crowd.
Ling Xiao wanted to confess to Yu Xiaoxiao in a shocking way. She, Tang Youyou, seemed destined to become a foil, a sacrifice.