Demon Dragon Mad God
Chapter 709 - 560
CHAPTER 709: CHAPTER 560
Swoosh!
Lin Feng and Li Feng landed in the Imperial Palace; immediately after, Lin Feng put Xiao Ba into the Spiritual Beast Bag.
"Strange, what’s going on?"
Lin Feng was somewhat puzzled, because at this moment the Imperial Palace was eerily quiet, and upon scanning around, there wasn’t a single person in sight.
"Could something have happened?"
Lin Feng slightly furrowed his brows, thinking that since both the Red Blood Faction and Blood Luo Hall had been annihilated, there should be no one within Hu Ben Country that could pose a threat to the Imperial Palace!
Lin Feng released his Spiritual Sense, instantly enveloping the entire Imperial Palace, and then his face suddenly changed, turning extremely grim.
"Seeking death!"
Lin Feng’s eyes suddenly turned ice-cold, and with a flash of his figure, he flew swiftly towards the depths of the Imperial Palace.
Li Feng was taken aback, but immediately followed suit.
Lin Feng’s figure was like lightning, and in a few breaths’ time, he arrived in front of a majestic main hall at the center of the Imperial Palace.
Lifting his gaze, Lin Feng’s sharp eyes coldly stared at the front of the great hall, where a Python Robed Youth was sitting cross-legged with closed eyes.
"Xuan Feng!"
Lin Feng called out with a dark expression. This Python Robed Youth was none other than Xuan Feng, who once competed with him for the Void Divine Map at Heavenly Sea Lake.
Immediately after, Lin Feng’s gaze shifted towards the interior of the great hall, finding that everyone was inside.
The Royal Family’s people, individuals from the Heavenly Vault Sect, the Lin Family’s members – all were present. Inside the vast great hall, there were nearly ten thousand people bustling about.
Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief; his heart eased as the weight lifted, knowing that everyone was unharmed.
At this moment, the faces of everyone inside the great hall were somewhat pale, all looking at Xuan Feng with an expression of shock and fear on their faces.
This youth was too powerful. His mere presence made them feel utterly powerless to resist.
"Mo’er, run away!" Upon seeing Lin Feng’s arrival, Lin Hong immediately started shouting.
"Lin Feng, you can’t confront this person; you need to get out now!"
"Run quickly!"
"Leave immediately!"
Qing Pingzi, Elder Wei, and others urgently shouted as well. They all knew how terrifying Xuan Feng was; if Lin Feng did not escape, a great catastrophe would befall him!
Lin Feng did not leave, nor did he pay any heed to the crowd; he just kept staring coldly at Xuan Feng ahead.
Leave?
Run away?
How could that be possible? How could he possibly abandon everyone and flee alone!
In front of the grand hall’s doors, Xuan Feng slowly opened his eyes, his ruthless gaze fixing on Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, long time no see!"
Xuan Feng’s mouth curled into a mocking smile, and spoke lightly.
"Xuan Feng, what do you want?" Lin Feng coldly asked. Everyone was behind Xuan Feng inside the great hall, and he dared not act too aggressively, lest the latter harm the people.
"What do I want?"
Xuan Feng sneered at the question, and said, "At Heavenly Sea Lake, you stole my Void Divine Map and Artifact Refining Inheritance, and you still ask me what I want?"
A faint murderous intent began to spread from Xuan Feng, gradually turning into a chilling killing intent.
"Ridiculous!"
Hearing this, Lin Feng let out a cold laugh and shook his head, "The Void Divine Map and the Artifact Refining Inheritance are things left by the elder Ou Lianzi. Since when did they become yours?"
At these words, a sharp light flashed in Xuan Feng’s eyes, and he stood up immediately.
"Tell me! How do you wish to die?"
Xuan Feng asked coldly. He did not resort to using the Lin Family or the Heavenly Vault Sect people to threaten Lin Feng because in his eyes, Lin Feng was insignificant, not worth leveraging others for threats.
"If you want to kill me, you’re going to need the strength to do so!"
Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly, readying himself for battle. The opponent was at the True Xuan Realm’s Third Layer and was also a peerless prodigy of the Thousand Pride List; he could not take this lightly.
"So, you have greatly improved your cultivation, no wonder you’re so confident!"
Xuan Feng evaluated Lin Feng and then shook his head, continuing, "However, even so, you are still but an ant in my eyes!"
With each step Xuan Feng took towards Lin Feng, his aura grew stronger.
After a dozen steps, Xuan Feng exuded an aura as towering as mountains, as majestic as great peaks, an aura of a high and mighty ruler. This powerful presence caused everyone in the great hall to tremble, showing horrified expressions.
"Lin Feng, what should we do?"
Beside Lin Feng, Li Feng asked with a grave expression, also feeling shaken by Xuan Feng’s powerful aura. This person was many times stronger than the master of Blood Luo Hall!
"Li Feng, step back!" Lin Feng said with a tense face.
Facing Xuan Feng, Lin Feng was not entirely confident; after all, the opponent was a peerless prodigy with presumably extraordinary combat power.
The last time at Heavenly Sea Lake, Lin Feng was able to defeat Xuan Feng because both of their cultivations were restricted, and Lin Feng’s physical prowess gave him a slight edge.
However, even with uncertainty, Lin Feng was not afraid to engage in battle.
A prodigy of the Thousand Pride List?
Victory or defeat was still undecided!
Upon hearing this, Li Feng gave a firm nod, then promptly retreated to a distance. He knew that with his weak strength, he would be of no help to Lin Feng!
"Lin Feng, last time I had no cultivation, which is why you were so arrogant. This time I’ll show you what a peerless prodigy is!"
As he spoke, a flash of silver light appeared in Xuan Feng’s hand, manifesting a gleaming long saber, and he immediately made his move.
Leaping into the sky, Xuan Feng soared above Lin Feng, his long saber emitting a hundred feet of Sword Light, and with a downward strike, he aimed directly at Lin Feng.
"Domineering Sky Dragon Slash!"
The silver Sword Light was like the Sky-opening Blade, like a frenzied dragon from the heavens, furiously slashing downwards, aimed at Lin Feng’s forehead.
This single strike was earth-shatteringly powerful, its profound Sword Intent piercing the heavens, and vast Sword Power evoking a sense of one’s soul being torn asunder.
Lin Feng’s face showed extreme solemnity; merely this single strike made him feel an asphyxiating pressure.