Chapter 10: The Final Trump Card!
The old man’s eyes flickered with a trace of panic. He had never expected that his opponent, who was clearly at the early stage of Qi Refining, could unleash such a terrifying attack.
“You forced me to do this!”
The old man gritted his teeth, his hand seals changing rapidly. A ball of black light condensed in his palm, and a sinister aura spread out.
“Dark Demon Palm!”
The old man roared and slapped his palm forward. A huge black palm print shot out, colliding head-on with the golden sword light.
A deafening explosion rang out, and the ground trembled violently. The golden sword light shattered inch by inch, while the black palm print only dimmed slightly before continuing to press forward.
Lin Feng’s expression changed slightly. He didn’t expect that even his strongest attack would be broken so easily. But he had no time to think; the black palm print was already in front of him.
“Not good!”
Lin Feng’s heart tightened. He hurriedly channeled his spiritual power to form a protective shield in front of him.
The black palm print heavily struck the shield. Lin Feng felt a huge force surge through him, and he flew backward, crashing heavily into a boulder behind him.
“Pfft!”
Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale as paper. The black palm print had not only broken his defense but also sent a strange dark force invading his body, wildly wreaking havoc within his meridians.
“Hmph, a mere early-stage Qi Refining brat dares to act recklessly in front of me?”
The old man sneered, a flicker of cruelty flashing in his eyes. He slowly walked toward Lin Feng, his hand once again gathering black light.
“Today, I’ll let you know the price of offending me!”
Lin Feng struggled to stand up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. A resolute light flashed in his eyes.
“Is that all you’ve got?”
Lin Feng sneered, his hand seals changing rapidly. A strange fluctuation suddenly emanated from his body.
“Hmm?”
The old man’s expression changed slightly. He sensed a dangerous aura, but before he could react, Lin Feng had already made his move.
“Heavenly Thunder Art!”
Lin Feng roared, and a dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly appeared above his head, emitting a deafening roar.
The lightning bolt descended from the sky, carrying an aura of destruction, and struck straight at the old man.
“What?!”
The old man’s face changed drastically. He hurriedly channeled his spiritual power to form a shield, but the lightning bolt was too fast and too powerful. With a loud bang, it shattered his shield and heavily struck his body.
“Ah!”
The old man let out a miserable scream, his body charred black as he was sent flying. He crashed heavily to the ground, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
“How... how is this possible? You’re clearly only at the early stage of Qi Refining, how could you use such a powerful lightning technique?!”
The old man stared at Lin Feng in disbelief, his eyes full of shock and fear.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, his face somewhat pale. The Heavenly Thunder Art was a trump card he had been cultivating in secret. Although it was powerful, it consumed an enormous amount of spiritual power. Using it once had nearly drained all his spiritual energy.
“There are many things you don’t know.”
Lin Feng said coldly, slowly walking toward the old man. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes.
“Now, it’s time to settle the score.”
The old man’s face showed a look of despair. He knew he was no match for Lin Feng now, but he was unwilling to accept it.
“You... you can’t kill me! I am an elder of the Black Wind Sect. If you kill me, the sect will not let you off!”
The old man shouted in panic.
“Black Wind Sect?”
Lin Feng sneered, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
“So what? If they dare to come, I’ll kill them all.”
As he spoke, Lin Feng raised his hand, a golden light gathering in his palm.
“No!”
The old man let out a desperate roar, but Lin Feng didn’t hesitate. The golden light in his hand shot out, piercing straight through the old man’s chest.
The old man’s body stiffened, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn’t believe he had died just like that. Then, his body slowly fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
Lin Feng let out a long breath, his body swaying slightly. He hurriedly sat down cross-legged, took out a recovery pill and swallowed it, then began to regulate his breathing.
After a long time, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashing in them. Although this battle was dangerous, it allowed him to break through his limits and even touch the threshold of the mid-stage of Qi Refining.
“It seems that fighting is indeed the fastest way to improve.”
Lin Feng murmured to himself, then stood up and walked toward the old man’s corpse. He searched the old man’s body and found a storage pouch.
Lin Feng opened the storage pouch, and his eyes lit up. Inside were not only a large number of spirit stones but also several bottles of elixirs, some magical artifacts, and a few jade slips.
“Not bad, not bad. This old guy has quite a collection.”
Lin Feng smiled with satisfaction, putting away the storage pouch. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a strange mark on the old man’s arm.
“This is...”
Lin Feng frowned, carefully examining the mark. The mark was shaped like a black wind, exuding a strange aura.
“Could it be the tracking mark of the Black Wind Sect?”
Lin Feng’s expression turned serious. If that were the case, then the Black Wind Sect would soon know that their elder had been killed. By then, he would inevitably face relentless pursuit from the Black Wind Sect.
“Looks like I need to leave this place quickly.”
Lin Feng made a prompt decision, not even bothering to dispose of the body. He turned and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
After Lin Feng left, the old man’s body suddenly emitted a faint black light. The black wind mark on his arm began to writhe, eventually transforming into a streak of black light that shot into the sky and vanished into the distance.
At the same time, in a grand hall deep within the Black Wind Sect, an old man in black robes suddenly opened his eyes, a flicker of surprise flashing in them.
“Elder Hei is dead?”
The old man in black robes frowned, his hand seals changing rapidly. A black light screen appeared before him, on which a scene was playing out—it was the moment Lin Feng killed the old man.
“Interesting, an early-stage Qi Refining kid actually killed Elder Hei.”
A cold smile curled at the corner of the old man in black robes’ mouth.
“Send the order, hunt down this kid. I want to see what kind of background he has.”