Chapter 878: The King's Man
Lin Feng naturally understood that he couldn't cross to the other side in a single step. The middle-aged beautiful woman had condensed a terrifying "A Step Away, Yet a World Apart" profound meaning on this snow path. To traverse this seemingly incredibly short distance, Lin Feng had no idea how long it would take. But he had no choice. Looking at the petite figure ahead, he lifted his foot and slowly stepped forward.
Every footprint revealed Lin Feng's tenacity and persistence. Just as he had anticipated, after taking many steps, that figure remained within arm's reach, seemingly touchable. Yet, their distance hadn't shortened by even a hair compared to before. Lin Feng simply couldn't see where his path led.
This snow path of "A Step Away, Yet a World Apart" seemed designed to drive one to despair.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Lin Feng's steps paused slightly, and his body shivered. A chill seemed to invade his body, making him tremble involuntarily. So cold.
"I actually feel cold." Lin Feng's eyes stiffened, a look of disbelief spreading across his face. Now that his cultivation had reached the Heavenly Martial Realm, he could sense temperature differences, feel heat and cold. Yet, at his level, the sensation of cold invading his body was something he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Now, as a Heavenly Martial Realm expert, cold was actually penetrating his body. Clearly, the intensity of the cold on this snow path had grown imperceptibly fierce.
But after only a brief pause, Lin Feng lifted his foot again, as steady as ever, planting each step with unwavering determination.
The cold grew stronger. There was no ice or frost on Lin Feng's body, only that trace of biting chill seeping into him, making him finally understand: this snow path was not just about "A Step Away, Yet a World Apart"; it also contained an incredibly terrifying cold profound meaning.
The cold intensified with every step he took, as time passed.
Having taken countless steps, Lin Feng realized that his distance from the end of the snow path remained exactly the same as before—still within reach, yet as distant as the horizon. It seemed he could never reach the other side of this snow path.
Meng Qing's watery, agile eyes were fixed on him, with traces of tears in them, as if she felt heartache for Lin Feng.
Yet every time Lin Feng saw her, no matter how cold it was, no matter how heavy his steps, he would still step forward without hesitation.
Gradually, under that terrifying cold, Lin Feng's body began to tremble slightly—shivering and convulsing from the cold. Only on that snow path could one understand just how cold it truly was.
"Woo... woo..." Meng Qing made whimpering sounds at the middle-aged beautiful woman, as if pleading for something. But the woman's expression remained utterly indifferent, coldly watching Lin Feng on the snow path.
Meng Qing had no choice but to turn back and look at Lin Feng. He still hadn't stopped; he was still taking steps. Although Lin Feng had realized that if he stopped, the cold would also stop, he couldn't afford to. Stopping his steps meant giving up on reaching the other side of the snow path, meant giving up on Meng Qing.
No matter what kind of path this was, he would walk it without hesitation until he fell or reached the end.
Time slowly passed. That terrifying cold had turned tangible, emanating from Lin Feng's body with a faint, transparent light. By now, Lin Feng's steps were stiff from the cold, his body frozen solid, and his breathing had become rapid, as if every step required immense effort.
This snow path was called "A Step Away, Yet a World Apart." No matter how Lin Feng walked, it would never have an end.
Lin Feng understood this too, but whether it was the ends of the earth or a step away yet a world apart, he would never give up. With every step, he felt a wondrous sensation—that he was one step closer to Meng Qing.
"Thump!"
His stiff legs could no longer support his body's balance. Lin Feng fell to the ground, but he just grinned, lifted his head, and looked toward those watery eyes. Instantly, it seemed he was filled with boundless strength again. He climbed back up and resumed his steps. As long as life remained, he would never stop. As for that illusory cold, it had already enveloped Lin Feng's entire body.
"Woo... woo..." Tears streamed down Meng Qing's cheeks continuously. She kept making whimpering sounds at the middle-aged beautiful woman, as if angrily pleading. The woman's gaze remained resolute, her eyes fixed on Lin Feng, still as cold as ever, devoid of any emotion.
"Linglong, do you know why you are called the Fox Immortal, Snow Linglong?" At that moment, the middle-aged beautiful woman slowly spoke, making Meng Qing's gaze freeze as she asked a question.
"In our Snow Fox clan, a legend has always been passed down. Linglong, in ancient times, was not a demon but an immortal, born from heaven and earth. She created the Snow Fox and then fell into a forbidden love. The offspring of Linglong and the Snow Fox became Snow Linglong—the legendary Fox Immortal, the Demon Fox Great Emperor. Later, the bloodline of the Demon Fox Great Emperor was passed down, but pure Great Emperor bloodlines are extremely rare. Many descendants are Snow Foxes like me, carrying a trace of the Demon Fox Great Emperor's blood. Only once in countless years is a royal born—the purest bloodline, the Fox Immortal, Snow Linglong. And you, Linglong, are the king of our Snow Fox clan, with the bloodline of the Demon Fox Great Emperor flowing through your veins, even the descendant of the legendary immortal."
The middle-aged beautiful woman slowly recounted the ancient legend passed down through the Snow Fox clan. No one could verify the truth of everything in the legend; immortals only existed in tales. Yet she had never doubted Snow Linglong's royal status. This was passed down through generations: Snow Linglong was the Fox Immortal, carrying the bloodline of the Demon Fox Great Emperor. She was royalty, with an unfathomable future.
"Linglong, you should understand how important the Linglong Saint Immortal Qi within you is. Yet you actually united with a human, and even transferred your Linglong Saint Immortal Qi to him." The middle-aged beautiful woman's voice trembled with anger. Her beautiful, noble face twisted with ferocity again, just like the last time she saw Meng Qing and Lin Feng together.
She wanted to strike Lin Feng dead on the spot, but she couldn't. Since the Linglong Saint Immortal Qi had been transferred to Lin Feng, he couldn't die. Unfortunately, she couldn't extract the Linglong Saint Immortal Qi directly, or she would have ripped out Lin Feng's heart without hesitation.
The Linglong Saint Immortal Qi could only be mobilized by the king of the Snow Fox clan, the Fox Immortal Snow Linglong.
"Woo..." Meng Qing made whimpering sounds at the woman again. Hearing this, the woman kept shaking her head and sighing. At this moment, Meng Qing wasn't concerned about the Linglong Saint Immortal Qi; she was still worried about whether Lin Feng would be harmed.
"I would like to kill him, but I can't. Since you've already given him the Linglong Saint Immortal Qi, what else can I do?" The middle-aged beautiful woman's gaze was cold as she continued, "But how could an ordinary human possibly be worthy of obtaining our Snow Fox clan's immortal, Snow Linglong?"
"So, Linglong, you don't need to stop me. I won't let him die." The woman said coldly, which slightly eased Meng Qing's heart. At least she knew Lin Feng was safe. Yet seeing Lin Feng suffering on that "A Step Away, Yet a World Apart" snow path, she still felt unbearably pained, wishing she could take his place.
"Since things have already been settled, then the king of our Snow Demon clan's man cannot be ordinary." The middle-aged beautiful woman's gaze flickered as she stared at Lin Feng on the snow path. The cold aura continued to intensify, and an endless, drifting chill enveloped Lin Feng's body, making every step he took feel like his feet were tied to ten-thousand-pound boulders.
That cold invading his body was freezing his flesh and blood, sealing his meridians. Under this terrifying cold, even his life force was being frozen to death, cutting off his vitality.
This cold was simply too terrifying, impossible to resist. Lin Feng didn't even know how many more steps he could hold on.