Chapter 892: The Demon Sword Leaves Its Sheath
"Roar!" The golden-bodied man let out a frenzied roar, his eyes wide with fury, his expression extremely ferocious and terrifying.
A terrifying divine thought sword madly stabbed toward Lin Feng. Lin Feng retreated using the Carefree Step Art, simultaneously hurling the Demon Sealing Stele violently forward.
"Boom." The divine thought collided with the Demon Sealing Stele, producing a frightening sound of metal striking metal. The power of the divine thought was evident from this. At the same time, a golden beam shot fiercely from the golden man's brow, slamming heavily into the Demon Sealing Stele.
"Evil spirit, roar..." The golden-robed man let out an unwilling roar as he saw the golden figure. Blood was still dripping continuously from his brow. He reached out his hand, trying to grab forward, a terrifying momentum as if it could tear heaven and earth apart. But at that moment, his hand froze in midair, motionless. His gaze was coldly fixed ahead, but his body had already stiffened there. Blood dripped from his brow down his face. He was dead.
Lin Feng put away the evil spirit and swept his gaze over the golden figure he had obliterated. His heart was shaken. The might of a Seventh Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator was indeed not something he could contend with at his current level. He had set up a trap from the start, sparing the white-browed old man's life. In reality, when Lin Feng struck out with his palm, the evil spirit had already entered the other's head, controlling his body. Although it couldn't unleash the opponent's power, it was enough to get close to that Heavenly Martial Realm expert without arousing suspicion.
Then Lin Feng used a divine thought attack to lure out the opponent's divine thought, and with that single move, he succeeded, obliterating the opponent on the spot.
Looking at the other's still-wide-open eyes, Lin Feng seemed to see his unwillingness. Killed by him, a First Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator, in collaboration with the evil spirit, he was naturally unwilling. But dead was dead. No matter how unwilling, what could he do?
A gust of wind swept past. Xi Juetian caught the golden man's corpse, his gaze icy cold. The deaths of Third and Fourth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm experts, though unpleasant, didn't bother him too much. But the death of the man before him infuriated him. The Western Divine Palace had sent many experts to capture Lin Feng, yet even a Seventh Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm expert had died. Not to mention this was a loss for the Western Divine Palace, but if the Divine Palace learned of it, where would his face be?
Moreover, the others fighting the heavenly demons weren't gaining the upper hand either. Those heavenly demons were all extremely terrifying, at least fourth-rank heavenly demons. Coupled with the innate combat prowess of demons, they were actually suppressing the Western Divine Palace's people.
"I swear, after I capture and interrogate you, I'll make you die a miserable death." Xi Juetian stared coldly at Lin Feng, threatening him.
"You're still this confident even now?" Lin Feng sneered coldly.
"If you still want to enter the demonic path again and aren't afraid of losing your humanity, I'll help you kill your relatives and friends one by one, so you don't have to do it yourself." Xi Juetian sneered. He had long known that Lin Feng possessed a demon sword. When the demon sword left its sheath, its power was unparalleled, slaughtering endlessly, and might be able to resist him. But this Snow Moon Kingdom was Lin Feng's home. His relatives and friends were all below. He didn't believe Lin Feng wouldn't be restrained by this.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, his expression extremely cold. These experts, one by one, appeared righteous but were actually despicable and shameless, stopping at nothing to achieve their goals. In the world of the strong, the weak were prey to the strong. There was no reasoning to be had.
"The Northern Divine Palace's Palace Master, Beiming, and another Palace Master have already disappeared. It seems that today, another Divine Palace Master and many experts will die here. I'd like to see how many more people the Divine Palace can afford to lose." Lin Feng stared coldly at Xi Juetian, his voice still arrogant and domineering, even declaring that Xi Juetian would die here.
Xi Juetian narrowed his eyes, somewhat surprised. What gave Lin Feng such confidence? And all the experts who had entered the secret realm had disappeared, still a mystery. The only one who knew the truth was Duan Wuya, but Duan Wuya was said to have been killed by Lin Feng when he charged into the East Sea Dragon Palace. What happened in the secret realm seemed to have become an unsolvable mystery. Had Lin Feng really obtained some heaven-defying treasure that could deal with him?
If not, why was Lin Feng so confident and domineering? Knowing he was coming, he didn't hide but instead faced him head-on, engaging in battle.
Thinking this, Xi Juetian had to reassess Lin Feng. His gaze flickered, becoming more cautious. The golden-bodied man had just been killed by Lin Feng due to carelessness. He, the Palace Master of the Western Divine Palace, a ruler of one region, would be too unjust if he fell here.
Rumbling sounds continued. The heavenly demons and the crowd fought fiercely, demonic energy shaking the heavens. As the battle dragged on, the heavenly demons grew braver, firmly gaining the upper hand, even killing two powerful Heavenly Martial Realm experts. And the Divine Palace's people could only fight. In terms of speed, how could they compare to flying heavenly demons?
Xi Juetian and Lin Feng stood facing each other, at the center of the storm. Neither made a move. Xi Juetian was slightly wary, afraid that Lin Feng possessed a powerful offensive treasure left by an emperor. Lin Feng, on the other hand, was calm, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Your Divine Palace people will all be killed. You're quite patient. But to be honest, your Divine Palace people are indeed useless. A dignified Palace Master doesn't dare to attack a mere First Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator like me. If word gets out, people will laugh their teeth out." Lin Feng taunted lightly. Xi Juetian remained calm, unruffled.
"You've been insulting my Divine Palace people from the start, provoking us, making my people fight you alone, only to be hunted by you. Now you're trying to provoke me again. What exactly are you trying to do?" Xi Juetian asked tentatively.
But Lin Feng just smiled: "The Divine Palace Master is too scared to make a move. I, Lin Feng, am deeply honored."
With that, Lin Feng calmly watched the battle between the heavenly demons and the Divine Palace people, as if he didn't care at all about the Divine Palace Master Xi Juetian before him. But the more Lin Feng acted like this, the calmer Xi Juetian became, not acting rashly.
Many people below watched the shocking battle in the sky, some even whispering. Lord Lin Feng was so domineering and carefree. A few words had scared the Divine Palace Master into hesitation.
"Ah..." Another scream rang out. A Divine Palace person was torn apart by the Snow Eagle's claws. The heavenly demons fought with bloodlust, becoming frenzied. And the Divine Palace people began to panic. As figures were killed one after another, the other demonic beasts came to hunt them together. At this rate, they would all be killed. But their Palace Master was still confronting Lin Feng. This made them somewhat despair.
The Western Divine Palace had sent over a dozen Heavenly Martial Realm experts to capture Lin Feng, thinking it would be effortless. But the reality was so tragic. This was definitely the greatest shame in the Divine Palace's history.
"Palace Master, make a move!"
At that moment, a mournful roar rolled out. As the voice fell, another Divine Palace expert died under the Great Roc's claws.
A flicker of icy killing intent gradually appeared in Xi Juetian's eyes. As if sensing Xi Juetian's killing intent, an extremely eerie light suddenly surged from Lin Feng's body, enveloping him.
In the sky, snowflakes suddenly began to fall, drifting gracefully, carrying a demonic chill. Looking at Lin Feng now, he exuded a sacred demonic aura, with a hint of eerie handsomeness.
"Hmm?" Xi Juetian felt the continuously falling snowflakes and narrowed his eyes.
Staring at Lin Feng, he slightly raised his hands. In his palms, a destructive force began to gather. Within his raised hands, a terrifying storm appeared, madly devouring the surrounding heaven and earth energy. In the storm, strange and terrifying white electric arcs occasionally flashed.
"Finally can't hold back?" A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. With a thought, a Demon Sealing Stele appeared on his body. At the same time, a terrifying demonic aura began to rage wildly.
That Demon Sealing Stele was the one Lin Feng used to seal the demon sword.
Xi Juetian's gaze narrowed again, staring coldly at Lin Feng: "You really want to use the demon sword? Aren't you afraid I'll slaughter all the people below?"
"If you can survive, we'll talk about that." As his words fell, Lin Feng roared: "Leave the sheath!"
"Rumble!"
The demon sword broke through the air, howling madly. Heaven and earth churned. A terrifying demon cloud gathered wildly, becoming a destructive demonic storm.
In an instant, heaven and earth darkened. Endless demonic intent surged, making the people below want to prostrate themselves. Even the Divine Palace's Heavenly Martial Realm experts trembled in their hearts. What kind of demon sword was this, so terrifying?
Back then, Lei Mang had mentioned in the Divine Palace that Lin Feng possessed a terrifying demon sword with immense power. But only now, truly feeling it, did they understand the horror of this demon sword. It was as if everything in the entire space had to submit to this demonic might.