Chapter 1732: Chapter 930: Lin Feng (Part 2)
At this very moment, Feng Ling used it on Lin Feng without hesitation, showing that Feng Ling is indeed extraordinary, considering money as a mundane thing, a true woman of genuine emotions.
Ask yourself, among those hypocrites in the Human Realm who wouldn’t fight to the death for such a Soul Device, killing constantly, leaving rivers of blood.
Yet here at Star Fall Mountain Villa, such treasures are no more than fleeting clouds, regarded as nothing.
In this way, how many of those orthodox sects in the Human Realm would disregard financial interests and refuse a country’s wealth to save a dying man?
It can be asserted here that the hypocrites in the Human Realm are merely wolves in sheep’s clothing.
Between heaven and earth, the true righteous people do not judge based on camps but see the goodness in one’s heart. In contrast, those hypocrites, although treading the Righteous Path, act narrow-mindedly and despicably; thus, when compared, good and evil, true and false are naturally distinct.
The majesty of heaven and earth, the Dao is archaic, everything is shadowless, falsely clear. The demise and peril of the Righteous Path are due to hypocrites’ own gains and losses, yet they force such guilt onto others, utterly laughable, hateful, pitiful.
Within Lin Feng, two supreme treasures sacrificed their brilliance, infinite True Essence Power like a flood gate opened, pouring into Lin Feng’s body.
In an instant, Lin Feng’s previously muddled Spiritual Sense abruptly regained clarity.
Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, seeing everything around enveloped in clarity, boundless strong forces wandering and drifting in the vast void.
He seemed to have found himself in a great mountain, where mist wafted, spiritual cranes, Bai Yun, green mountains, and rivers intertwined with life.
Lin Feng ventured into the mountains, not knowing how long he traveled, eventually reaching a towering peak, looking down upon a seemingly endless grassland.
In the vast grassland, giant beasts galloped across the fields, the herd running freely and unhindered.
So this was Lin Feng’s world inside the Netherworld, a realm of freedom and clouds, without restraint, only abundant life.
This was the world Lin Feng always hoped for in his heart, as he transformed into a streak of light rushing towards the vast empty prairie.
Gazing afar, Lin Feng felt he had become free and untroubled, with no bindings or excess worries.
But just as Lin Feng rejoiced, a mass of black mist came before him, suddenly polluting the silence ahead.
The heavens and the firmament, vast and boundless, with all things drifting and wandering.
The giant beasts from before also fell into mourning, the herd frightened, began roaring, trampling.
At this moment, where once was a near perfect, free world now only fear and violence remained.
The black shadow before had already tainted the entire sky, the previously clear sky, almost blindingly blue, now however turned dim and desolate.
Lin Feng listened quietly, staring at the shadow before him, wanting to know what this was all about. At this moment, Lin Feng also did not know where he was, just because he sensed the free atmosphere, he felt liberated and joyful.
But the shadow before interrupted Lin Feng’s joy, forcing him to deal with it.
The black-clad figures surrounded Lin Feng, forming a circle originally composed of six people, yet one had died earlier, so now it was just five.
One of the black-clad stepped forward, his face filled with anger, said to the others: "Fourth Brother, today Big Brother can finally avenge you."
"Fourth Brother, rest in peace. Once we kill this kid Lin Feng and seize the Innate Spiritual Seed, we will fulfill your legacy!" A disheveled black-clad man stepped forward, shouting towards the black sky.
The other three had ruthless expressions, clearly not intending to let Lin Feng escape.
Among them, another person stepped forward, looking extremely handsome as if young and promising, yet with vicious eyes, utterly detestable.
"Lin brat, today I’ll rip out your heart to honor my Fourth Brother’s heroic soul!" His voice somewhat unreal, an unsettling presence.
Lin Feng now found himself in his own Netherworld, although it was his realm, these five monsters seemed to have replaced him, controlling this domain, so Lin Feng was unable to act freely.
Even though Lin Feng was unconscious earlier, he merely wished to fly, transforming into a stream of Nine Spirit Joints Spiritual Power light, speeding through the vast heavens.
So Lin Feng in his Netherworld was still a Nine Spirit Joints powerhouse, as he was previously a Nine Spirit Joints cultivator, and his energy remains within him, only unable to channel into the meridians until they were strengthened enough for full restoration.
Lin Feng’s previous energy was vast, so much so that the quality of reborn meridians couldn’t withstand it, requiring rigorous refinement to regain his cosmic force, roaming and alternating.
Seeing these shadowy figures, Lin Feng suddenly stopped, hurriedly asked: "Who are you, what do you want?"
The five shadowy people erupted into wild laughter, the young man stepping forward, saying to Lin Feng: "We are the grievances you killed, thriving within your body, today we will finally have you pay with your life. By eradicating your soul, we can freely manipulate your physical form. Hahaha..."
"My soul!" Lin Feng realized upon hearing the black-clad youth’s words, immediately understanding the shadow’s statement.
No wonder he felt so familiar before, it turns out this was his internal world.
Lin Feng finally understood, smiled: "So you are the old monsters residing in my body, last time I killed one of you, now here again for trouble."
The shadowy youth responded: "Last time you could kill me, it was because you had a Soul Device, now with no Soul Device, you’ve walked right into the trap!"
Lin Feng sensed his own internal energy, as though recovering his past sensation, this feeling familiar as the Nine Spirit Joints cultivation level he once knew, Lin Feng understood this feeling intimately, as cultivators are incredibly precise and keen in assessing their own energy.
Lin Feng laughed out loud, then directly wielded a mighty True Yuan power in his palm, invoking Wu Fa’s Blood Transformation Technique, and struck with a palm, the overpowering Blood Palm Seal rushed at the shadowy youth.
The shadowy youth found himself unable to dodge, obliterated by the extreme force of the palm, instantly annihilated with not a trace of residual soul.
The reason Lin Feng used this Blood Transformation Palm was that it possesses the power to destroy divine forms.
With such a palm strike, combined with ultimate cosmic force, it could certainly annihilate even the most powerful souls, vanquished along with lingering smoke, completely destroyed!
The remaining four shadow figures saw the scene before them, each like panicked rats, no longer maintaining their previous arrogance.
The one who spoke first stood amongst the old monsters as the leader, seeing yet another brother dead, furious but fearing Lin Feng’s strength, reluctant to approach.
He had already seen through it, Lin Feng was so strong not because of himself, but because the energy sacrificed by the Soul Device provided Lin Feng’s soul with overwhelming nourishment.
Lin Feng’s earlier use was indeed the Soul Device’s Soul Destruction Power! Otherwise, as a spirit, Lin Feng could never harm them, even if possible, it would inevitably harm himself.
Lin Feng could kill them without self-harm, without backlash, all thanks to the Soul Device’s sacrifice.
The shadow leader panicked, preparing to transform into a shadow to flee.
Lin Feng caught the four monsters trying to escape, aimed a palm at the last one about to turn into shadow.
A roar echoed from the heavens, the black mist formed by the remaining three shapeshifted into a fog, so Lin Feng could not strike them, even if he could, he had exhausted his own power, transformed into white light, vanished from the reborn, colorful Netherworld.
