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Chapter 166: Three Ants
Thunderous Roar...
The two elder-level figures fought fiercely. In the end, Elder Lin was no match and was directly sent flying by the elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect. Elder Lin was covered in blood, severely injured, lying on the ground with no strength left to stand.
The elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect paid no further attention to Elder Lin, instead turning to face Lin Feng. As he walked, he said, "You killed my Flowing Cloud Sect Son of the Sect Leader. Today, only your blood can honor the spirit of my Flowing Cloud Sect disciple."
The Elder Steward of Qingyun Sect and the Law Elder saw that the battle had come to an end and retracted their defensive formations. At that moment, Elder Lin, who lay motionless on the ground, transformed into a streak of light and shot out at an astonishing speed, instantly disappearing from sight.
Everyone then realized that he had merely pretended to be defeated, always looking for an opportunity to escape.
The few who could have blocked Elder Lin had all their thoughts focused on Lin Feng.
The elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect approached Lin Feng, speaking little. He simply waved his sleeve, unleashing a powerful surge of Vital Energy towards Lin Feng. The elder knew that Lin Feng was not truly of the demon race; only by killing him could everything be buried without evidence. If others pursued him now, it would be too late.
Feeling a destructive force approaching, Lin Feng knew he could not withstand it. He wrapped his arms around the Blood Devouring Cauldron, holding it in front of him.
When...
The elder's overwhelming strike hit the Blood Devouring Cauldron, sending both it and Lin Feng flying. They crashed heavily against the defensive formation at the edge of the Arena.
Thud...
As Lin Feng landed, his internal energy surged violently. He struggled to hold on and coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
The elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect exclaimed, "This cauldron has some significance. It can withstand my strike even without being infused with Vital Energy, clearly surpassing a Ninth-Grade Treasure. Could it be a Sacred Artifact?"
After his battle with He Rongsheng, Lin Feng had exhausted all his internal energy, strength, Divine Consciousness, and soul power. Having just taken a heavy blow, he nearly fainted from the impact.
Now, Lin Feng had no strength left to even stand upright. He could only lean on the Blood Devouring Cauldron to barely keep himself upright.
"Today, you can only die. Blame your bad luck," the elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect said, waving his sleeve once more. A powerful surge of Vital Energy burst forth, tearing through the void and striking the Ancient Cauldron.
When...
The Ancient Cauldron resonated like a bell. Lin Feng was sent flying along with the cauldron, crashing against the barrier of the defensive formation before heavily hitting the ground.
This time, Lin Feng struggled several times before finally managing to stand up.
"Oh? You can still survive? This cauldron must be a Sacred Artifact. I will claim it for myself," the elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect thought to himself. He intended to pin the blame for Sima Shangshan's death on Lin Feng and then present this Sacred Artifact. The Sovereign of the Flowing Cloud Sect would likely not hold it against him too much.
Lin Feng glanced at Miaomiao and saw her intent to rush over. He immediately shook his head, his eyes conveying a message: Don't come over.
At that moment, Lin Feng was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment. Lin Miaomiao could not care about anything else; she leaped forward and landed in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Miaomiao looked at everyone and said, "This person is my senior brother. I can prove he is a Lone Moon Sect Disciple and not a Cultist."
Her voice echoed across the square, but no one responded. The elder-level figures remained silent, with no one stepping forward to take charge of the situation.
Everyone stood by watching the show, observing how two ants were about to be slaughtered.
"Another one coming to die. Solitary Moon City has produced two talents this time and is about to rise in Yang Prefecture. If I kill them both, the Sovereign will surely be pleased. Even the Flame Sect Leader might thank me," the elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect said as he clenched his fists and thrust them forward violently.
Two streams of energy, clearly surpassing the previous Vital Energy Power, transformed into two massive fists. They tore through the void and struck towards Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao.
Lin Miaomiao stood in front of Lin Feng, her hands clutching the Blood Devouring Cauldron to block the attack.
Bang! Bang!
The sound of two loud collisions echoed. Lin Miaomiao was merely at Fate Realization, a mere ant before the Walker in the Enlightenment Realm. Like Lin Feng, she crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.
As Lin Miaomiao was injured, Earth Qi surged wildly into her body, rapidly healing her wounds.
“The Ethereal Body is indeed mysterious. I wonder who will recover faster, you or I?”
After the elder of Flowing Cloud Sect finished speaking, he unleashed two more punches.
Lin Miaomiao had not fully recovered; disregarding her injuries, she immediately held the Blood Devouring Cauldron to defend herself.
Bang…
Lin Miaomiao was sent flying, spitting out another mouthful of blood. Just as she managed to stand up again, two more devastating fists came crashing down.
As soon as Lin Miaomiao regained her footing, she was struck once more.
“Ah…”
Watching Lin Miaomiao fall repeatedly before him, Lin Feng felt as if his heart were being torn apart. He was in excruciating pain, letting out a heart-wrenching howl. He desperately called for the Moon City Sword within him to appear and save him, to save Miaomiao.
Unfortunately, the Moon City Holy Sword stood firm within his Sea of Consciousness, guarding the Yuan Stone Coffin and remained unmoved.
In the end, both Lin Miaomiao and Lin Feng lay on the ground, unable to rise. Both were on the brink of death. A gust of Vital Energy swept by, threatening to take his life.
"Damn it..."
On the distant Viewing Platform, the Bamboo Elder could no longer hold back and was about to take action when he was stopped by the Guan Family.
The Guan Family quietly observed Lin Feng and his companion, occasionally glancing at the sky. Then, with a determined expression, they said, "Wait."
In the capital of the ancient empire of Da Zhou, Gaojing, one of the largest sects in the region, Azure Cloud Sect, was present. In such a place, an elder of the Enlightenment Realm was wantonly destroying two weak juniors.
Everyone watched, yet no one intervened.
Lin Feng looked at the numb gazes of those around him while cradling the barely conscious Lin Miaomiao. The Blood Devouring Cauldron was placed in front of them. Lin Feng let out a long howl, "You might as well kill me and Miaomiao today. Otherwise, I will repay today's grudge a hundredfold."
"Even facing death, you dare to speak so boldly? Who do you think can save you now?"
An elder from Flowing Cloud Sect wanted to waste no time and aimed to kill Lin Feng quickly to avoid any unforeseen changes. However, he was an elder of the Enlightenment Realm and felt reluctant to use a powerful Divine Technique to instantly eliminate Lin Feng.
Unexpectedly, Lin Feng had a Sacred Artifact protecting him; his punches failed to kill Lin Feng on the spot. The elder from Flowing Cloud Sect felt a surge of anger within.
"Shan'er, I will avenge you today."
The elder from Flowing Cloud Sect unleashed two domineering punches once more. He knew that with Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao's injuries, this time they would surely perish. He could finally give Sovereign an explanation.
Just as the two powerful punches were about to land on Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao, a melodious sound suddenly resonated through the ground. The sounds were like ancient scriptures being recited, flowing through the earth.
Then, a blood-red petal appeared, stretching a full ten feet long and radiating a soft red glow. This multi-petaled flower enveloped the Ancient Cauldron and floated in front of Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao.
Bang! Bang!
The two domineering punches struck against the red petals, producing a resounding echo that reverberated through the ground for a long time without fading.
Earth Qi continued to surge wildly into Lin Miaomiao's body, mending her near-lifeless form. Her physical body was fragile and heavily injured.
At that moment, a voice emerged from within the petals: "Sister Miao, take Lin Feng and run."
The voice was so familiar that it left Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao stunned.
"Magenta."
Lin Feng struggled to read those two words, his heart filled with bitterness that he couldn't express. He never expected that the one who risked her life to save him at the brink of death would be her.
"Hurry. I have activated my clan's forbidden spells, but I can't hold on for long," Magenta urged. With each strike from the Enlightenment Realm's devastating fists, her voice grew weaker.
If it weren't for her being wrapped in the Ancient Cauldron, she would have perished long ago.
Lin Feng forced a bitter smile. "Everyone wishes for my death to seize my cauldron. How could they possibly let me go?"
"That's absurd."
Having been obstructed by several Fate Realization experts until now, the elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect could no longer contain his inner fury. With both hands forming seals, Vital Energy surged wildly, resembling a raging hurricane.
"Cloudwater Technique."
With a loud shout from the Flowing Cloud Sect elder, Vital Energy transformed into clouds and water. It formed a massive river that rushed toward the petals enveloping the Ancient Cauldron.
Lin Feng sensed the breath of death and shouted desperately, "Magenta! Don't worry about me, just get away!"
It was too late.
The terrifying river struck the petals at an astonishing speed, like a thunderclap.
Thunderous Roar...
An unprecedented explosion echoed, shaking the ground. The defensive formation above the Arena instantly crumbled. The two elders of the Azure Cloud Sect had no choice but to activate a stronger protective formation once again.
In the face of absolute pressure, petals scattered. A Crimson Figure fell like a broken kite.
“Magenta…”
Lin Feng screamed madly, rushing forward to embrace the withering Magenta as she fell.
Lying in Lin Feng's arms, Magenta's face was pale to the extreme, and the blood flowing from her made it even more striking. She was barely breathing, on the brink of death.
“Fool, why are you so foolish?” Lin Feng's eyes were red, his voice hoarse.
“Master, have you finally decided to hold me?” Magenta said weakly.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” Lin Feng was filled with guilt and endless regret.
“Master. Do you... do you know? I... I hated you so much... I wished I could kill you myself. But when I saw... saw you being slaughtered like an ant, my heart hurt so much... I couldn't bear it.”
“I, Magenta, am like a moth to a flame in this life. And you, Master, are that flame in my destiny.”
“Who made me encounter you? Who made me fall in love with you? I, Magenta, have no regrets in dying today.”
“Goodbye, fool. You must live. I will definitely take you out of here.” Lin Feng held Magenta tightly, choking back tears.
“Master, Magenta has only one thing to ask of you... After I die, please take my ashes back to the Red Flower Palace. I hope that after you become a powerful being in the future, you will protect my lineage for a thousand years.”
“Master. Magenta is about to die. Can you... can you kiss Magenta... just once?”
Magenta's voice was faint to the extreme, her eyes closing several times, only to be forced open again.
Lin Feng cried out, his heart filled with unbearable sorrow. He slowly lowered his head, pressing his lips against Magenta's forehead. Tears and snot dripped onto her skin.
"Thank you, my... my lord."
After uttering those words, Magenta's hands fell limply to her sides. Her hair turned white in an instant. Her body began to age rapidly. This was the price of casting a forbidden spell.
The youthful beauty transformed into an old woman.
Lin Feng's eyes turned bloodshot, tears of blood streaming down his face. He held Magenta tightly and let out a long howl once more.
"Everyone sees me as a demon. If I, Lin Feng, do not die today, I will enter the Demonic Path. When I return one day, I will wash Gaojing in blood." Lin Feng glared at the crowd, each word punctuated with gritted teeth. (To be continued...)
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