Chapter 670: Arrogant Imperial Mausoleum
"What a terrifying Lin Feng." The crowd's gazes were fixed intently on those demon venerable bodies, their hearts trembling violently. Transforming into a demonic venerable form, summoning Yaksha Demon Gods, Asura Demon Kings, and Motionless Nether Demons—three ancient demon gods from the distant past fighting alongside the demon venerable form manifested by Lin Feng's true self. Blood Fiend was no match at all; even a single demon god was enough to deal with him.
"How can Lin Feng's techniques be so formidable?" The crowd marveled inwardly. Yet they would never know that Lin Feng had cultivated the ancient body-refining divine technique, the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art, and had coincidentally entered the Fallen Demon Domain to obtain the memories of the Buddha-Demon Era. Even that alone wouldn't have been enough; he still couldn't unleash such immense power.
For all this, he had to thank the domain within the divine palace. The seven days in the domain space allowed Lin Feng to imagine freely, bringing the entire experience of the Buddha-Demon Era into reality, allowing him to embody that world of light and darkness and experience the battles of the ancient Buddha and Demon. The intensity of that firsthand experience was something others could never understand. Lin Feng felt as if he had stepped into another world—the ancient world, the world of Buddha and Demon.
Observing the ancient Buddha-Demon battles, even participating in them himself, was immensely helpful for Lin Feng's comprehension of the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art and his Buddha-Demon techniques. Coupled with his insight, this forged his current formidable power. It could be said that Lin Feng's firsthand experience of techniques and divine abilities within the domain had elevated his mastery of these techniques far more than the improvement of his cultivation realm itself.
"Boom!" Another powerful attack landed on Blood Fiend, causing him to grunt in pain, unable to resist. Now, with seven thousand two hundred Buddha-Demon forces, Lin Feng, having transformed into a demon venerable form, delivered punches of terrifying power. Meanwhile, the several demon gods he had summoned and visualized also possessed boundless strength. This completely suppressed Blood Fiend, preventing him from even unleashing his own power. The demon venerable form was impervious to evil qi.
Demon gods, coexisting with evil gods, would never fear mere evil techniques.
"You want to kill me? Now let's see how you do it." Lin Feng, in his demon venerable form, strode forward. The demon venerable body seemed to contain inexhaustible power, dark light swirling as he unleashed a shocking demonic fist toward Blood Fiend.
Blood Fiend's eyes were bloodshot. He roared, his entire body erupting with violent blood qi, corpse qi, and skeletal qi, all surging together toward Lin Feng's demon venerable form. But under that single demonic fist, everything turned to annihilation. At the same time, the three demon gods behind him struck simultaneously. Blood Fiend's body trembled violently as he lunged into the air with incredible speed.
"Where do you think you're going?" Lin Feng shouted coldly. Suddenly, a heaven-covering demonic palm pressed toward the void. Blood Fiend hastily defended midair, but only let out a muffled groan as his body was sent flying. The three demon gods immediately pursued him, causing Blood Fiend's expression to change drastically. He roared from the void, "I concede!"
"Return." Lin Feng shouted coldly. Instantly, the three demon god bodies flew back toward Lin Feng, merging directly into his form as if fusing with him.
"What kind of terrifying technique is this?" The crowd's hearts trembled. Transforming into a demon venerable, summoning and visualizing three demon gods—Lin Feng was too terrifying.
The dark demonic light gradually dissipated. Lin Feng glanced at the slightly injured Blood Fiend and said indifferently, "Kill me? Do you even have the qualifications? If you hadn't conceded once, you'd have died twice already. And you still want to take first place in the Snow Domain Grand Competition? On what basis?"
Lin Feng's voice vibrated in Blood Fiend's eardrums, causing his face to turn pale and his gaze to stiffen. Lin Feng was humiliating him, striking at his heart, making him lose confidence and his resolve for the martial path.
And Lin Feng had indeed succeeded. Two battles, two concessions—Blood Fiend's martial confidence had already been shaken. He had thought this Snow Domain Grand Competition would be his stage. Yet now, before even facing the two terrifying powerhouses, Imperial Mausoleum and Duan Wudao, he had already been defeated twice—by Jun Moxi and Lin Feng, two people he had never expected. How could he not be disheartened?
"A slightly stronger waste, yet he dares to call himself a genius. I don't see any genius here." Saying this lightly, Lin Feng turned and slowly walked away, causing Blood Fiend to spit out the blood he had been holding in. Lin Feng was humiliating him, calling him merely a slightly stronger waste.
But now, he was a loser, without even the right to retort. Two consecutive defeats—where was his dignity?
"Next match." Snow Wuchang in the void had a sharp glint in his eyes, also quite shaken. Blood Fiend was already quite impressive. With that corpse-fiend qi, anyone who came into contact with him would suffer. If he faced an ordinary Mysterious Martial Realm Eighth Layer cultivator, even an Eighth Layer peak, he would have the upper hand, suppressing them completely. Moreover, Blood Fiend's martial soul was also extremely powerful.
Unfortunately, he had encountered two even more monstrous geniuses. One was Jun Moxi, whose vast righteous qi suppressed all his evil qi, making him impervious to all evil, while also possessing that terrifying undying divine technique. How could he fight that? There was simply no way.
Then Lin Feng, transforming into a demon venerable and summoning three demon gods to fight—how could a demon fear evil? He was equally impervious to all evil. In terms of power, Lin Feng completely overwhelmed Blood Fiend. Blood Fiend had no way to deal with Lin Feng at all; he was completely suppressed. These two defeats were inevitable.
One could only say that geniuses had encountered even greater geniuses.
This Snow Domain Grand Competition had produced several monstrous talents.
Moreover, there were still two people who hadn't shown their true strength in battle—Imperial Mausoleum and Duan Wudao. They had been fighting without much intensity, but now it seemed they would have to reveal their real power. In the final five, no one was easy to deal with.
"It seems Blood Fiend's position is definitely fifth in this Snow Domain Grand Competition. Both Lin Feng and Jun Moxi have secured spots in the top four." The crowd's eyes gleamed with sharpness. The top four positions in the Snow Domain Grand Competition were glorious enough.
Next, Tang Youyou still chose to concede. With her soul injured, her remaining opponents were Imperial Mausoleum, Duan Wudao, and the others. How could she fight? There was no hope of victory at all. She would likely have to concede the remaining battles; she couldn't fight.
Then, it was Imperial Mausoleum's turn to fight. His gaze swept around. Now, his opponents were all very strong: Duan Wudao, Lin Feng, Jun Moxi, Blood Fiend—none were weak. And since Lin Feng had already fought Blood Fiend, his choice of opponent could only be one of Duan Wudao or Jun Moxi.
In the end, Imperial Mausoleum's gaze fell on Jun Moxi. He still didn't choose Duan Wudao. Imperial Mausoleum had always regarded Duan Wudao as his strongest opponent. Duan Wudao would be saved for last; the two of them would have their ultimate showdown.
Jun Moxi stepped forward knowingly, his calm gaze also stirring slightly with emotion. Imperial Mausoleum, the man hailed as the strongest genius of the Snow Domain, now stood before him, his body brimming with surging battle intent.
"Crimson Blood Heaven, Imperial Mausoleum!" Jun Moxi murmured softly. Vast righteous qi rolled out from his body, surging into the sky.
Imperial Mausoleum's golden, brilliant eyes locked onto Jun Moxi as he said indifferently, "Vast righteous qi and the undying martial soul are both very powerful. However, the undying martial soul also has its limits. A martial soul is a form of soul power. As long as I keep injuring you and breaking your limits, I can still cause irreparable damage to you. If my power is strong enough, I could even kill you. No matter how powerful a martial soul is, in the end, it must be sustained by powerful force."
Hearing Imperial Mausoleum's words, the crowd's eyes narrowed. Indeed, a martial soul was a unique form of soul power, innate to a person. Some extraordinary individuals could even awaken a martial soul later in life, but that was rare. Since it was soul power, it had its limits. The undying martial soul was no exception. Imperial Mausoleum, hailed as the strongest youth of the Snow Domain, indeed had broader insight than many and knew more.
"You're saying you're going to break my limits and defeat me?" Jun Moxi looked at Imperial Mausoleum and asked.
Imperial Mausoleum nodded without hesitation. "Of course. This Snow Domain Grand Competition is my stage. You pose no threat to me. Blood Fiend is even less of a threat. Lin Feng can't threaten me either. Only Duan Wudao is worthy of fighting me. None of you are."