Chapter 58: Life and Death
At this moment, Lin Feng realized that he had indeed misunderstood the Old Monk from Pujue Temple. During their battle, the Old Monk had consistently claimed that he knew nothing about the so-called rescue of the Old Ghost King.
Now it seemed that it was all a scheme of the Yunlu Xian Sect. His master had killed the Old Ghost King years ago, and it was Cloud Mother who had appeared and used some means to cast suspicion on Pujue Temple.
Cloud Mother smiled quietly and said, "You are smarter than your master."
"I just have traveled further than my master," Lin Feng replied. If it weren't for Mo Xue and Mo Mo Li's assistance, how would Lin Feng have known all of this? At least, he wouldn't have known so early.
"You remind me. Since even your master was deceived, how could a rising star like you know? Therefore, there must be a traitor behind me."
After Cloud Mother finished speaking, she did not use any visible means. Mo Pinglan and Mo Xue behind her inexplicably knelt down, spitting blood, their faces pale, having already suffered severe injuries.
"Who leaked everything? Or did both of you leak it?" Cloud Mother said coldly.
The Yunlu Xian Sect controlled the Essence Blood of many powerful cultivators above Desolate Star. With supreme Illusion techniques and control over Essence Blood, they caused Master Da and others to lose their minds one by one.
"Master, it wasn't me," Mo Pinglan hurriedly said, then turned to Mo Xue beside her and angrily accused, "It's you; it must be you."
"Senior Sister, if you want to frame me, I have nothing to say," Mo Xue did not deny but also did not admit.
"You are the fake here," Mo Pinglan retorted sharply.
"You both have disappointed me greatly."
Cloud Mother was finished. Amidst a faint decay, a pure aura surged. Mo Pinglan and Mo Xue did not even have time to scream before they were obliterated on the spot.
Watching Cloud Mother act with such decisiveness, Lin Feng scoffed, "You can ruthlessly slay your own disciples; you truly deserve the title of Holy Mother."
Cloud Mother coldly regarded Lin Feng, saying, "Lin Feng, even if you know that I am the one behind everything, so what? Can you defeat me?"
With a thought, Cloud Mother summoned an ancient bell that appeared in the void above. The bell resonated with countless sounds of the Great Dao, radiating intense Chaotic Energy.
This was a flawless Imperial Artifact, capable of showcasing the might of an emperor.
Lin Feng frowned as he looked at the ancient bell. If the Human Array were still active, combined with Ling'er’s dragon form, perhaps he could withstand this Imperial Artifact. But now, no matter what means he employed, he would be powerless to resist.
Despite this, Lin Feng maintained a calm expression and said, "I want to know why you are doing this. The Yunlu Xian Sect stands apart from the world and could continue to exist indefinitely. Even when the apocalypse arrives, the Yunlu Xian Sect could avoid it. Why bring about the end times and cause the extinction of life on Desolate Star?"
"You are merely a Preparatory Emperor. You are only qualified to stand here and exchange a few words with me; you are not qualified to know everything," Cloud Mother replied disdainfully.
"Is that so? I would very much like to witness the power of your Imperial Artifact, to see just how formidable it truly is," Lin Feng said.
"There is no need for the Imperial Artifact to act against you; a single finger is sufficient."
As soon as Cloud Mother finished speaking, she extended her slender, white right hand. A pure aura shot forth from her fingertips towards Lin Feng.
At that moment, Lin Feng felt an overwhelming force surge toward him, bringing with it a strong sense of impending death. Without hesitation, he unleashed all his cultivation energy, transforming it into a massive black-and-white Taiji Pattern, attempting to block that pure aura.
What seemed like a simple gesture from Cloud Mother concealed her supreme power within.
The sacred aura was irresistible. It pierced through Lin Feng's massive Black and White Taiji Pattern defense and struck at his heart. Moreover, this sacred aura turned back in mid-air and penetrated Lin Feng's Sea of Consciousness.
In the blink of an eye, although Lin Feng's physical body remained intact, his Divine Consciousness had perished by more than half. He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Lin Feng..."
The Wind Spirit let out a heart-wrenching cry, transforming into a Divine Dragon that enveloped Lin Feng, attempting to escape.
Cloud Mother raised her right hand, not attacking but instead looking at the Divine Dragon and saying, "I, from Yunlu Xian Sect, need a Divine Dragon as a companion. Are you willing?"
"I will definitely kill you."
The Wind Spirit spoke fiercely, exuding a chilling murderous intent. This was not the time for battle; she needed to take Lin Feng away.
"Since you are unwilling, then perish over there."
Cloud Mother's words were casual, and her actions were equally indifferent. A sacred aura shot out from her once again, aimed at the Wind Spirit.
The Wind Spirit fled with all her might, sensing an extremely terrifying aura surging from behind her. She tightly wrapped around Lin Feng, ensuring that while his physical body might be damaged, his remaining faint Divine Consciousness would not perish.
This sacred aura penetrated through the Wind Spirit's body repeatedly.
Blood—blood from the Divine Dragon—spattered across the starry sky.
Bearing severe injuries, the Wind Spirit escaped into the depths of the distant starry sky.
"Surprisingly, I have not perished. The body of the Divine Dragon is indeed strong," Cloud Mother murmured as she gazed at the empty starry sky.
In the vastness of the universe, there was a blanket of darkness.
A Divine Dragon floated alone in the cosmos, dragging along a comatose man. This Divine Dragon was none other than Wind Spirit. Due to severe injuries, Wind Spirit's aura was extremely faint. She could no longer fly with all her strength and could only drift along with the power of the stars.
At this moment, she had no idea where she was.
"It’s not chaotic divine might; it’s celestial energy. So she is an immortal," Wind Spirit realized why Cloud Mother was so powerful—she was indeed an immortal.
But immortals had long since vanished, hadn't they? Why was there still an immortal presence on Desolate Star?
Wind Spirit looked at the unconscious Lin Feng and could no longer sense his aura. Tears streamed down her face as she said, "Lin Feng, no matter what, I will bring you back to Miaomiao."
On another star.
Lin Miaomiao found herself in a sealed space, outside of which stood a young man with a strikingly handsome appearance. His face bore an ominous aura that instilled fear in those who beheld him.
The young man scanned his surroundings, his gaze even drifting away from this star, wary of any potential dangers approaching.
After ten months of pregnancy, Lin Miaomiao had been carrying her child for a century, and now there were signs that she was about to give birth. However, the child within her refused to come out, leaving Lin Miaomiao in excruciating pain.
"Child, you must be good and come out quickly. Your father is waiting for us to return and help," Lin Miaomiao urged through gritted teeth, sweat beading on her forehead.
Suddenly, a piercing pain surged through her, making Lin Miaomiao feel breathless. This sensation was so familiar; it had been a long time since she had felt it.
"Something's wrong, Lin Feng is in trouble."
This feeling only arose whenever Lin Feng faced life-and-death crises. However, it had never been as intense as it was this time, leaving her breathless.
"Lin Feng, wait for me, you must wait for me..." Lin Miaomiao thought anxiously, tears streaming down her face, yet she couldn't leave.
Half an hour later, the sound of a baby's cry echoed. The cry was so loud it resonated like thunder, spreading across much of the starry realm.
Centennial had given birth, and now there was a result.
"She’s born! She’s born! This is wonderful!" Outside the space, the Stunning Man couldn't contain his joy. (To be continued.)
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