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A blood-red haze enveloped the Heavenly Dome, as countless swords and blades descended with the force of thunder. Under Lin Feng's mental control, they targeted and struck at the enemies, ensuring that those from the Wuji Sect and the Royal Family were kept safe.
As the blades rained down upon them, everyone was filled with terror, scrambling to defend themselves and evade the onslaught. Each strike was akin to an attack from a Half-Step Spirit Martial master; they could block one blow, but not many. In an instant, more than ten of the twenty or so Half-Step Spirit Martial warriors had perished. The seven or eight Primordial Martial Realm fighters were slaughtered without mercy, as they were not qualified to withstand such attacks. They could only flee in panic, but there was nowhere to escape.
The scene was gruesome, drenched in blood, which only served to strengthen the Scarlet Blood Formation. However, Lin Feng also expended a tremendous amount of energy and had to consume several Fifth-Grade Medicines to recover his strength. To resolve the battle quickly, he wielded his weapons with precision—one slash for one enemy, one thrust for another. His figure moved like a wisp of smoke, swiftly executing his foes.
At this moment, Luo Ye and Wang Yu were also fighting fiercely, eager to eliminate their opponents as quickly as possible. With the aid of the formation, their task became exceedingly simple. The members of Wuji Sect and the Royal Family looked on in admiration at Lin Feng; even Luo Ye and Wang Yu felt foolish for underestimating him. How could someone so audacious not have hidden cards up their sleeve? Was it only permissible for them to possess such advantages?
Yet the hidden power of the formation was truly astonishing. This blood-red formation was terrifying! Even a thousand more foes could be consumed by it. Who could withstand the onslaught of countless blades? No wonder Wang Yin held such high regard for Lin Feng; he had an eye for talent!
Outside the Scarlet Blood Formation, tens of thousands instinctively retreated a few steps, fearing that Lin Feng might go berserk and expand the formation further. After all, this formation appeared sinister; it seemed that the more blood it absorbed, the larger its range became and the stronger its attacks grew.
Especially some Formation Masters could only watch, their eyes filled with resentment towards the one who set up this formation. Ji Yun watched helplessly as the number of people around him dwindled, deeply feeling how terrifying this formation truly was. If it weren't for the Vajra Body, he would have died countless times already. But now, his strength was nearly exhausted.
Jin Ying stood to the side, having lost an arm! "Brother, what should we do? Are we really going to die in this formation? I don't want to die!" Jin Ying's face was filled with fear as he anxiously asked.
"Who can I ask?" Ji Yun replied, more afraid of death than ever. After all, he was ranked tenth among the Tian Jiao. As the screams around them grew fewer and fewer, those who remained were trembling with fear, terrified that they would be the next victim.
Blades and swords flew through the air; each of these Primordial Martial Realm warriors was a decisive killer with unwavering willpower. Yet under the influence of the Scarlet Blood Formation, Lin Feng's Invincible Sword Intent and Silencing Blade Intent enveloped them all. One by one, they became timid as mice, hesitant to make a move.
In the end, they were pierced by blades and swords, turning into bloody holes that only strengthened the Scarlet Blood Formation further. Now, only five Half-Step Spirit Martial warriors remained.
Lin Feng surrounded them alone. "Did you ever think about this kind of outcome when you surrounded me?" he said. It seemed like a thousand people were surrounding him, ready to slaughter him at will. In reality, it was he who had surrounded them!
Having released Wang Yin, Lin Feng sheathed his sword and knife, standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air, staring at the five with eyes full of mockery. He spoke lightly, "No one can refute this."
Indeed, the situation had developed just as he described. Whether inside or outside the formation, everyone agreed wholeheartedly. Those outside could only watch as if it were a play unfolding before them.
However, the people within the Scarlet Blood Formation trembled in fear, desperately begging for mercy.
"Spare my life! I will serve you faithfully from now on!"
Jin Ying had surrendered once before, so it felt completely justified to do so again. As long as he could live, that was all that mattered.
"Heh," Lin Feng said, "I’ve already told you, the only way to leave this formation is as a soul!"
He was too lazy to say anything more; they could make their way out now.
With both hands controlling thousands of swords, Lin Feng spoke with an imposing presence. Then, those thousands of swords surged towards the remaining two or so individuals.
The battlefield was littered with countless corpses, a mountain of broken bodies, and rivers of flowing red blood. The stench of blood was overwhelming, and the killing intent was palpable!
Lin Feng knew that by slaying these people, he would ascend to Xuan Xiu.
At that moment, after suffering some losses, the members of Wuji Sect and the Royal Family gathered together. Watching as their comrades were pierced by swords, they were filled with dread and grateful they were not Lin Feng's enemies.
This was terrifying!
It was inhuman!
"Help! Spare me!"
In an instant, cries for mercy erupted as hundreds of thousands watched helplessly as one after another turned into flesh and blood, meeting their demise.
Jin Ying was cut into several pieces in despair, filled with regret.
Ji Yun's Vajra Body truly lived up to its reputation as the strongest defensive body among the Dominant Bodies. It took several strikes from swords before it was finally smashed into the ground. His head was pierced through with blood gushing out, eyes wide open in death.
At this moment, the entire arena fell into silence.
The mark on Lin Feng's forehead transformed into a unique symbol of Xuan Xiu. He felt an overwhelming aura of slaughter surging through him and immediately began his cultivation within the Scarlet Blood Formation.
"Go and communicate with them!"
"Tell them that if they want to leave the formation, they must wait until I finish my training."
Lin Feng's domineering words echoed swiftly, leaving no time for others to respond. With a thought, he entered the Zhu Wu Tower, completely enveloped by a thick mist of blood. No one could see what was happening inside.
What is he planning to do? Luo Ye asked in confusion.
He is going to train! Wang Yin replied.
Then how do we get out? Luo Ye couldn't bear to stay in this place any longer; the sight of corpses everywhere and the overwhelming stench of blood were unbearable. Moreover, the feeling of having their fate manipulated was extremely uncomfortable. Their deaths were merely a thought away for Lin Feng!
He said to wait until he finishes his training. Wang Yin responded seriously, feeling that Lin Feng's decisions were always reasonable. Even being thrown aside by Lin Feng didn’t make her feel the slightest bit angry.
What? This guy is too domineering! I’m going to talk to him. Luo Ye said, her hands on her hips, looking quite displeased.
Sister, keep your voice down! A fellow disciple from Wuji Sect, with exceptionally bright eyes, hurriedly pulled Luo Ye aside and earnestly advised her. "With his strength, he could easily kill us! Let’s just wait; we can use this time to comprehend the realm of killing intent. This is a huge opportunity!"
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