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Everyone was on high alert, the atmosphere tense with impending crisis.
Wang Yin, ignoring the need to reprimand Wang Li, hurriedly turned her attention to Lin Feng, concern etched on her face. She thought that if it came to it, she would plead for his safety. After all, she hailed from the Wuji Sect, and the Wang family’s Heavenly Destiny Sacred Ground was one of the Eight Great Families.
Lin Feng merely smiled faintly, too indifferent to acknowledge Tang Hao. Instead, he focused on the worried Wang Yin and reassured her with a smile, "It's nothing, just a fly!"
Wang Yin's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't fathom that the astonishing blade technique he had just unleashed, which had claimed so many lives, wouldn't have drained his energy. Now that someone was about to strike—someone at the Primordial Martial Realm Perfection—she knew that if a stalemate ensued or signs of defeat appeared, others would quickly join in and launch an attack. Even in Fei Sha City, where one might seem invincible, there was still a chance of death.
Lin Feng said nothing more as Tang Hao, ignored and enraged, swung his blade downwards. The blade descended like a ferocious tiger from the mountain, tearing through the Heavenly Dome with overwhelming momentum. This strike cleaved through the air, imbued with powerful killing intent.
At that moment, everyone watched intently, eager to see if Lin Feng had truly reached an invincible level. Even after slaying twenty Primordial Martial Realm warriors, could he defeat someone at Primordial Martial Realm Perfection?
With his back turned to the incoming blade, Lin Feng waited until it was almost upon him before suddenly wielding the War King Blade. With a sweeping slash, he unleashed a force akin to a divine dragon, more powerful than a Tao Tie!
Bang!
A violent collision erupted, sending shockwaves through the air. The ground trembled as buildings crumbled around them.
Seeing this, Tang Hao felt confident he could injure Lin Feng with a single blow and stood tall in the air, feeling invigorated. It was just as he had thought! Indeed, Lin Feng was merely putting on a brave front! He was certain of this, and most others shared his belief as they prepared to act immediately.
Wang Yin was naturally filled with worry; she clasped her hands together in prayer.
Yang Wuming's eyes sparkled with intensity as he fixed his gaze on the dissipating smoke. As the mist cleared, Lin Feng was nowhere to be seen. Gasps of shock erupted from the crowd—had he been cut down in a single blow?
Just as everyone was reeling from the surprise, Lin Feng's figure appeared behind Tang Hao.
"Behind you!" someone shouted, but Tang Hao, caught off guard, hurriedly turned to swing his serrated blade. It was too late; Lin Feng's Hurricane Fire Blade struck with lightning speed, severing him at the waist.
Those who lost their composure would pay the price! Tang Hao felt the searing pain of the blade piercing through him as he listened to Lin Feng's indifferent words. Ultimately, he was cleaved in two and met his end on the spot.
Then Lin Feng, with his black hair billowing and eyes like an endless abyss, surveyed the surroundings and declared with overwhelming presence, "Who else wants to kill me?"
His taunting words sent shockwaves through those present.
Arrogant! Confident! Dominant! No words could adequately describe Lin Feng in that moment. Countless female martial cultivators were captivated and enamored by him. This fierce counterattack made most reconsider any intentions of provoking Lin Feng. They could only marvel at his strength in their hearts.
Wang Yin jumped up in excitement, feeling a profound sense of reassurance. With such power on display, no one aside from those at the Half-Step Spirit Martial level dared to act recklessly. Yet even they worried that if they didn't eliminate him quickly, they might become prey themselves.
Yang Wuming cast a blank glance at Lin Feng before ultimately turning to leave. After the battle concluded, the martial artists dispersed as well. The area became noticeably emptier as Lin Feng landed on the ground, preparing to depart. His intervention had been aimed solely at preventing Lei Guang Xuan's people from advancing; after all, Lei Guang Xuan was his enemy.
Lin Feng felt that everyone in the Tian Yu Dynasty was his enemy! As for the claims of being willing to do anything, he considered them mere desperate words. He had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to demand anything from others.
Lin Feng did not ask for anything, nor did he request Wang Yin to do anything. This left Wang Yin somewhat surprised. What a strange person!
Wang Yin instructed her two guards to restrain the unconscious Wang Li, and she personally chased after Lin Feng. Her eyes sparkled with confusion as she asked, "Benefactor, are you just leaving like this?"
Lin Feng tilted his head slightly and replied nonchalantly, "If I don't leave, what am I staying for?"
This response left Wang Yin utterly bewildered! Wasn't she attractive enough? Moreover, she came from a good background as a member of the Wuji Sect and a Tian Jiao!
"You helped me and saved the lives of my elders. I should be grateful to you. What I shouted earlier was sincere, and I will not go back on my word. Whatever request you have, I will agree to it," Wang Yin said earnestly.
The two Old Matriarchs nearby exchanged helpless glances, wanting to persuade her but fearing Lin Feng's strength. His aura of decisiveness in slaying enemies seemed to emanate from a sea of corpses and blood.
Lin Feng did not expect this woman to be so persistent; she truly was a person who kept her word. However, since he had no requests, he casually stated, "Then my request is that you do not need to thank me. Farewell!"
With that, he flickered away swiftly, trying to distance himself from Wang Yin. She was left in shock, unable to comprehend his actions. Did she seem that intimidating? Why was he leaving in such a hurry?
The more Lin Feng acted this way, the more curious Wang Yin became. "Can I invite you to protect me? My guards have suffered heavy casualties, and there’s no one left to protect me."
"If you are willing to protect me, I can offer you spirit stones, cultivation techniques, and spiritual artifacts."
"I come from the Wang family of the Heavenly Mandate Sacred Land Clan Boundary and practice under the Zheng Tian Lei Huang Chao of the Wuji Sect. I have something valuable!"
Wang Yin was not foolish; she wanted to understand Lin Feng better and was reluctant to part ways completely. Yet, she also hoped that Lin Feng would protect her, especially since both of her guards were injured. Being only at the Spirit Martial Realm Eighth Layer, she felt that Fei Sha City was far too dangerous.
"You can leave!" someone shouted. "Hand over everything you have."
Lin Feng remained calm and replied lightly, "I don't want to leave just like that. I want to become a Xuan Xiu. This way, not only can I train myself and sharpen my Killing Intent, but I can also keep all my treasures and leave Fei Sha City safely."
"There are only Xuan Xiu, Di Xiu, and Tian Xiu who can leave Fei Sha City without handing over anything," Wang Yin said more earnestly.
Around them, many people were watching Wang Yin closely. If Lin Feng refused to protect her, they would likely take action. After all, killing one person could yield all their possessions. A young lady from the Wang family would undoubtedly have many treasures.
Lin Feng sensed this with his keen perception and thought to himself that he indeed needed a companion. This woman had a kind heart and decent strength. She could also provide him with cultivation techniques he desired, making it worthwhile to protect her.
"Then give me all the cultivation techniques you know," he said as he appeared before Wang Yin in an instant, his expression calm. "I will ensure your safety; I don't want anything else."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yin was filled with excitement, while others around them shook their heads in resignation.
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