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The flesh and blood of the Zhenwu Experts were devoured, their organs, arms, and legs all met the same fate. In the end, only shattered souls remained. With vacant eyes, they were controlled by Gong Zhen, whose black blood-like threads pulled these souls before him.
In front of Lin Feng and the thousands of disciples from Wan Jian Valley, he opened his gaping maw, his face adorned with grotesque and sinister patterns, consuming the souls of the fallen. At that moment, a powerful aura surged from Wan Jian Valley. It was the unique presence of a disciple from the Dark Magic Palace, as their techniques differed from those of other factions.
The Sword Saint of Wan Jian Valley appeared. However, now floating in mid-air, the Sword Saint, with long hair flowing like Gong Zhen, was no different. Someone had forced him to reveal his true identity. It seemed the enemy was formidable!
"I will help you slay everyone who sees our identities," he declared recklessly while channeling Demonic Power, resembling Gong Zhen. Waves of black mist spread towards all disciples of Wan Jian Valley! These weaker disciples were quickly eroded by the black mist and fell dead on the spot.
Screams erupted as Wan Jian Valley transformed into a hellish nightmare. "You were always meant to be my nourishment! Now is the opportunity; that fool Jian Kuang is dead. You’ve all grown fat enough to help me achieve Zhenwu Peak!"
The Sword Saint's power was at True Martial Eight Layers. With a large-scale devouring of thousands of Wan Jian Valley disciples' souls and flesh, he directly ascended to Zhenwu Peak. Meanwhile, Gong Zhen had already reached the Half-Step Yuanwu realm. After all, those he absorbed were all Zhenwu Experts—far more valuable than thousands of weaklings.
Wan Jian Valley was shrouded in thick black mist as the Sword Saint approached Gong Zhen. "Soon I will devour a few more Zhenwu Experts; I too want to break through to Half-Step Yuanwu."
"Don’t worry; these people are enough for us to reach Primordial Martial Realm," Gong Zhen replied confidently. "After all, there are several at True Martial Late Stage and two prey possessing Sword Intent."
Their sinister conversation was filled with wild grins, resembling demons from hell who regarded Lin Feng and his companions with utter disdain. Naturally, those on Lin Feng's side were filled with trepidation. After all, they faced a Half-Step Yuanwu and a Zhenwu Peak disciple—both invincible members of the Dark Magic Palace.
They lacked confidence in opposing them! Thus, they turned their gazes towards Lin Feng and Luo Jian Zun, mourning the loss of Elder Zuo and another True Martial Mid-Stage expert.
With a serious tone, he inquired, "My friends, although we were once enemies, now that we face the disciples of the Dark Magic Palace, we must stand together and unite our strength.
I wonder if the Light Saber King intends to slay these two monsters!
While others might hesitate and consider fleeing, he only needs a word from Lin Feng. If Lin Feng is willing to act, he will follow without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Lin Feng looked around at everyone, understanding their thoughts. This is no longer a matter of whether to fight or not; do you think these two monsters will allow us to leave unscathed?
After all, if news leaks out, the other sects of the Li Huo Dynasty will become our enemies and surround these two.
Thus, having encountered the monsters of the Dark Magic Palace, with no other path available, we can only fight to the death in search of a way to survive.
Lin Feng held his sword in one hand, its light radiating and dispelling the dark mist. Coupled with his imposing words, it truly inspired awe!
He reminded everyone and uplifted their spirits.
Yes! What Lin Brother said is true; the scoundrels of the Dark Magic Palace never leave survivors.
Once you entertain thoughts of retreating, you only hasten your own demise.
Duan Sandao had heard many tales from powerful sect members about the Dark Magic Palace. Numerous strong practitioners and elite disciples had met tragic ends during their journeys, with their bodies never recovered.
Therefore, he believed that even if they felt fear, they must muster the courage to fight; otherwise, they would only die faster.
"I support the Light Saber King's decision!" Luo Jian Zun immediately expressed his stance, followed closely by Qing Zun.
The Zhenwu Expert from the Qian Family discussed briefly and also decided to fight.
In the end, both members of Shen Jian Zong and Gun King had no objections. After all, none present were fools.
Yu Ziling was the most knowledgeable about the Dark Magic Palace.
Lin Feng knew that the Demonic Power of the Dark Magic Palace was darkness itself and was most afraid of Light Attribute techniques; fire techniques were second to that.
Of course, Divine Body, Xian Ti, and the now-missing Holy Body were all effective against dark Demonic Power!
However, the Dark Magic Palace also had many talented individuals with unique physiques, such as ghost bodies and demon bodies, as well as the strongest dark body!
Those with Light Attribute or fire attributes like Ling Yan could also counter them effectively.
Yu Ziling quietly reminded Lin Feng.
"Light Attribute techniques? The Nine Star Emperor Art!"
He realized he still possessed his Holy Body!
In an instant, Lin Feng felt a surge of confidence. The star power of the Nine Star Emperor Art clearly contained Light Attribute elements. And as for his Zhan Tian Shen Jian—every time he wielded its power, it illuminated an entire realm.
"You righteous hypocrites," he taunted. "Have you figured out how to deal with us?"
"I advise you all to surrender and accept your fate!"
Gong Zhen had completely absorbed the devoured souls, reaching the peak of his power. He extended his long tongue, licking his lips as he spoke, a sinister smile spreading across his face.
He had yet to kill any creatures from the Dark Magic Palace, and he was eager to experience it!
"This strongest one is mine. All of you focus on that Zhenwu Peak!"
Lin Feng had consumed several spirit pills, restoring a significant amount of his strength. He was determined to break through the Star Moon Realm; this battle was crucial for him.
"Lin Brother, how about I help you?"
"My Heavenly Blade Hall has some trump cards as well."
Duan Sandao felt uneasy. He worried that the good disciple he would bring back to his master might be lost just like that.
"I'll accompany you!"
Yu Ziling was already prepared; even if it meant revealing more of her trump cards, she was determined to protect Lin Feng. After all, she still needed to pretend to be his partner!
"Trust me! A mere monster isn't enough to kill me!"
"Just cooperate well and slay that beast!"
Lin Feng's eyes were filled with confidence as he declared with immense battle intent.
Whoosh!
Before the two could respond, Lin Feng charged forward like a cannonball, sword in hand, unstoppable as he shot towards Gong Zhen.
"Kid! I admire your courage but look down upon your foolishness! Remember, when I kill you, it will be by the hands of the Dark Magic Palace and True Demon Ninety-Three!"
Gong Zhen opened his bloodied mouth, revealing terrifying teeth, his green face and sharp fangs striking fear into anyone who looked upon him.
Lin Feng paid no mind to this; with his sword slicing through the air, an invincible sword intent surged forth like an army charging into battle, overwhelming in its might!
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