# Chapter 879: Linglong Saint Immortal Qi
A terrifying chill was eroding Lin Feng's internal organs. On Lin Feng's body, a layer of dreadful illusory cold aura enveloped him entirely. Though he appeared unharmed on the surface, only Lin Feng himself understood the condition inside his body—his vitality was being frozen to the point of extinction. This cold aura was exactly like the terrifying cold that Meng Qing had once endured. At this moment, Lin Feng truly experienced the pain Meng Qing had suffered in the past.
He desperately wanted to curl up his body and collapse to the ground, but he could not give up like this. Lifting his head, he glanced at the petite figure and the middle-aged beautiful woman with a cold expression on her face, then took another step forward. Each step felt like he was draining his life force.
Meng Qing was sobbing, as if constantly telling Lin Feng something. Though Lin Feng could not see her, he could guess that Meng Qing was telling him to give up.
"Since I have given you a path, it means this path can lead to the other shore. If you give up, it proves your incompetence. You will never see Linglong again. Believe my words—never, even if I do not kill you." A clear, cold voice pierced Lin Feng's eardrums, so distinct. This voice naturally came from the middle-aged beautiful woman's mouth.
Her pupils seemed to show emotional change only when looking at Meng Qing. Toward Lin Feng, her gaze was always so cold—icy cold, devoid of any emotion.
"This snowy path can reach the other shore."
Lin Feng murmured to himself. He did not know whether what she said was true or false. This seemingly close yet infinitely distant snowy path, at least from where he stood now, he could not see the other shore. But Lin Feng had no choice but to continue walking. Just as the middle-aged beautiful woman said, if he gave up, she would never allow him to see Meng Qing again.
Lin Feng's steps became very slow. Each step forward required not only the use of power but also an incredibly tenacious will; otherwise, he would have already fallen.
His hands had stiffened there, as if frozen to death, unable to move even a fraction. Lin Feng gathered all his true essence power and the power of the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art into his feet, allowing him to still have the strength to move forward.
Soon, not only his hands were frozen stiff, but his veins also gradually froze. Even his true essence power could no longer be mobilized, sealed by the increasingly powerful cold. His internal organs gradually stopped functioning, all frozen solid. At this moment, even Lin Feng's heartbeat seemed to have stopped. Then, his breathing became extremely difficult, gradually suffocating.
Now, Lin Feng was like a dead man, except for his gaze, which remained as tenacious as ever. His mind could still think. His feet were still moving, driven forward by an incredibly strong spiritual will.
The middle-aged beautiful woman's expression shifted slightly, but instantly returned to normal. It seemed this human was sincere toward Linglong; otherwise, he would not be so reckless with his life and possess such strong will.
Unfortunately, Lin Feng was just an ordinary human, a weak Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator, while Linglong was the king of the Snow Demon Clan, possessing the most precious bloodline. The reason she had always kept Linglong in the Black Wind Ridge was actually to protect this royal bloodline of the Snow Demon Clan.
As for the legend of Snow Linglong, no one in this remote Snow Domain would know about it. Even if they did, no one could survive in her hands. But outside was different. In the images of the last great battle in the Snow Moon Kingdom, some people had recognized Snow Linglong. It was just that they did not know Snow Linglong's preciousness and thus did not take it too seriously. However, the Nine Heavens Continent was vast and boundless. Some truly powerful individuals understood the Snow Demon Clan. Moreover, in that distant Snow Palace far away, there were many of her kind. She did not know what attitude they would hold toward Linglong. Perhaps, if they knew that the Snow Demon Clan had produced a Snow Linglong, terrible consequences might occur.
Therefore, she believed that Lin Feng was not worthy of Linglong. He did not have the ability to protect her. What was hateful was that Linglong was willing to give up everything for Lin Feng—her own noble life, and also the Linglong Saint Immortal Qi within her. Otherwise, that day in the Snow Moon Kingdom, Linglong would not have been blasted back to her original form.
"Swish!"
A figure darted out from beside the middle-aged beautiful woman, causing her eyes to stiffen. Watching Linglong continuously running toward Lin Feng, she could not help but sigh and shake her head.
Was the power of love really that strong? That Linglong would disregard her life and be willing to give the Linglong Saint Immortal Qi to Lin Feng, and Lin Feng could die for her as well. It was a pity that Lin Feng was not a member of the human royal clan.
She did not know the feelings between Lin Feng and Meng Qing. Even if she did, she probably would not understand.
Ever since that day they met in the deep mountains, when Meng Qing appeared like a fairy maiden before the despairing Lin Feng, she had already planted an indelible mark in Lin Feng's heart. In the days that followed, this fairy-like woman had always accompanied him, never leaving. She let him teach her to ride a horse, listened to him tell stories of fox fairies, and even, for his sake, did not hesitate to let her sacred hands be stained with the blood of slaughter.
By Lin Feng's side, she would not allow anyone to bully Lin Feng. Accompanying her lord, no regrets in this life.
The frost on her face gradually dissipated and vanished under Lin Feng's efforts. When she smiled, her beauty could topple cities and nations.
And when Lin Feng gained powerful strength, when he thought he could protect the beloved woman who had always guarded him, she unlocked her taboo for his family members. Even if she could never become human for eternity, she would still fight.
This kind of profound love, this unwavering devotion—perhaps only the two of them could truly understand each other.
She could cast aside all the vanities of the world for him, just to smile by his side. And he could fall into demonhood for her, even if he lost his humanity and became a god of slaughter, he could still remember her face.
Lin Feng was still taking difficult steps. Meng Qing was running continuously, but that seemingly close yet infinitely distant gap seemed impossible to cross. They could not shorten the distance by even a fraction.
Finally, Lin Feng took another step and could no longer move. His legs were also completely frozen to death. His spiritual will was also about to freeze stiff. His eyes seemed about to close, about to die.
Snow Linglong's peerlessly beautiful eyes were filled with tears, continuously streaming down her cheeks as she frantically ran toward Lin Feng.
A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's eyes. He could not bear to close his eyes, but when all vitality was sealed by the ice, he could not stop this from happening. No matter how strong the will, it could not resist an irresistible force.
The power of will ultimately had its limits.
Lin Feng's eyes closed, but his mind was still active. At this moment, he seemed completely dead. All vitality seemed to have stopped.
But just then, Lin Feng's mind seemed to sense a cluster of light still inside his body. There was still a stream of energy that had not frozen to death, still able to be active.
"What is this?"
Lin Feng's mind stiffened. This was not a stream of energy belonging to his body. Normally, he could not even sense the existence of this energy. But soon, Lin Feng's pupils trembled violently. This was... what Meng Qing had given him.
That day, when he had intimate relations with Meng Qing, he had felt Meng Qing transfer a stream of energy to him, very clear, even making him feel a sense of coolness. But later, he never sensed this stream of energy again. He did not know where it had gone. He even thought it had dissipated within his body. But now, he discovered that this energy had always been inside his body.
"What kind of energy is this?" Lin Feng's mind was still thinking. When all vitality inside his body was frozen by the cold, this energy remained. This undoubtedly proved the extraordinary nature of this energy—very powerful, so powerful that even the cold could not freeze it.
Lin Feng wanted to control that stream of energy to flow, but he found he could not control it. He could not control the energy Meng Qing had given him. He could only vaguely sense a very faint connection.
His spiritual will tried to communicate with this energy, as if he could mobilize a trace. But separating even that trace from this mass of energy seemed very difficult. Yet despite the difficulty, Lin Feng did not give up trying. This was the only energy inside his body that he could mobilize that had not frozen to death.
After trying for a long time, finally, a wisp of energy seemed to move. It separated from that mass of energy, flowing out a tiny bit. Instantly, Lin Feng's mind trembled violently. The moment that stream of energy flowed, the vitality that had been frozen to death came back to life, restored!
This energy that Meng Qing had transferred to him could save him, could release his body from the cold that had frozen it!
Lin Feng did not know what this energy meant. It was the Saint Immortal Qi within the body of Snow Linglong, the royal bloodline of the Snow Fox Demon Clan!
PS: After the burst, I wilted, wilted. Never been strong before. Then I wilted along with everyone else. Can I be strong just once!