Chapter 1819: Chapter 1819: Devour
Leng Feiying’s words beguiled Li Feng, despite Li Feng’s elimination of Leng Xueying, his identity as a Nine Layers Mountain commander made him appear valuable.
After all, the various families of the Ten Demon Hall were once part of Ancestor Dragon City, naturally aware of the status of Nine Layers Mountain in Ancestor Dragon City, and this Martial Strategy Hall was even considered a treasure of earth and heaven level.
In the past few wars, Ancestor Dragon City was able to turn the tide and even expand territories, all due to some extraordinary individuals.
These extraordinary individuals had personal strength that surpassed others, achieving in a few short years or even a decade what others might need decades or even generations to accumulate.
Such extraordinary individuals were not terrifying, what truly made the Demon Alliance wary was those with commanding talents.
These commanders not only had formidable personal strength but also were exceptionally brilliant in strategy; in the last war, the Demon Alliance had laid plans for hundreds of years, nearly annihilating the cultivator army of Ancestor Dragon City.
But ultimately, it was saved from defeat by the mountain leader of Nine Layers Mountain, the military god Wei Wu, allowing Ancestor Dragon City to claw back from defeat and eventually fight the Demon Alliance to a draw, forcing them to abandon further aggression and giving Ancestor Dragon City a respite.
The people of the Ten Demon Hall were those families who left back then; they were not accepted by Ancestor Dragon City, but on the Demon Alliance side, the families of the Ten Demon Hall were merely used as pawns, though they received many benefits, they deeply understood one thing: those who are not of our clan will have different hearts.
The Demon Clan would not fully accept them; they needed them only for their use.
So in the future, the path for the Ten Demon Hall was uncharted; returning to Ancestor Dragon City was impossible, and they were unwilling to fully become subservient to the Demon Clan.
Ultimately, they had only one path, to establish themselves, but self-establishment is not a simple task.
The Demon Alliance and Ancestor Dragon City were daunting opponents, and besides, the Ten Demon Hall was only nominally unified; under its name were ten forces, each composed of multiple families.
These ten forces were on equal footing, and each family within each force was likewise, making cooperation difficult.
So the Ten Demon Hall needed talents, especially those with strategic vision, perhaps an outsider monk might chant well.
However, looking at the other, it seemed they wouldn’t easily comply, perhaps only by capturing them first and slowly influencing them.
Leng Feiying thought to himself, his gaze swept over Li Feng, who was about to use the Eagle Claw Arm, which indeed had another name: Blood God Claw.
Just as he mentioned before, though the Blood God Claw was strong, it also backfired on its master, which was why they chose not to use it.
Moreover, once donned, removing the Blood God Claw was nearly impossible, unless as Li Feng did before, by directly severing the opponent’s shoulder, chopping off the entire arm.
But not everyone could use the Blood God Claw, it wasn’t just the Bloodthirsty Teeth within constantly consuming the host’s blood; there was the fact that this Blood God Claw was crafted from Blood Dragon Gold, with Candle Dragon Fire embedded within.
They could wield it because they had obtained a trace of Candle Dragon’s bloodline inheritance, thus able to use the weapon without being consumed by the Candle Dragon Fire.
His opponent’s Vermilion Bird Bloodline, though of the same fire element as Candle Dragon, differed in nature; Candle Dragon Fire appeared pure yang but was actually intensely yin cold, extremely icy at the core, unnoticed until it erupted....
Leng Feiying had witnessed it; a person would turn into an ice sculpture from inside out, their organs burnt completely, yet their outer skin still appeared alive.
Such a death was chilling to behold, and there was an entire valley of such ice sculptures outside the Blood Dragon Pool of Candle Dragon.
Compared to the terracotta warriors of the Emperor’s Tomb, these were mere child’s play.
"Ha, Candle Dragon Fire, hmm."
Li Fengtu smiled, drawing the Candle Dragon Fire fallen into his dantian directly near the double-core inner core of his dantian. Indeed, this Candle Dragon Fire couldn’t resist the temptation, diving headlong towards this Golden Core.
If dispersion and eradication were impossible, then let it assimilate.
Li Feng’s rapid ascent in strength relied entirely on the continuous devouring by the Mutated Purple Flame, no matter the energy, all ultimately transformed into fuel for the Purple Flame, allowing Zi Yan to grow stronger.
Previously at Nine Layers Mountain, under Overlord’s pressure, the Purple Flame merged with the Thunder Pill, forming the current double-core inner core, and the Purple Flame evolved into Thunder Flame.
Even though the Candle Dragon Fire differed entirely in nature from the Vermilion Bird Fire, they shared common roots, Li Feng did not believe it couldn’t be consumed.
Upon active contact, Candle Dragon Fire instantly released a burst of Yin Cold Qi, the Thunder Flame Golden Core also instantly coated with a layer of frost, Li Feng felt his entire body chill, a coldness penetrating him.
Leng Feiying, not far away, also noticed, his pupils contracting: "You actually dared to provoke the Candle Dragon Spark, do you not value your life?"
Li Feng raised his eyes towards Leng Feiying: "Ha, my fate is mine to control."
Leng Feiying looked at Li Feng’s mad act, gritting his teeth, initially planning to capture him, now it seemed futile.
"Hmph, since you’ve chosen the path of death, I’ll fulfill your wish. Though it’s a pity, if I can capture the grand miss of the Vermilion Bird family, it would be worthwhile."
Leng Feiying said no more, realizing a dying man was useless, immediately raising his hand to rotate the Flying Divine Claw in his hand.
The next moment.
The Flying Divine Claw shot out, directly targeting Li Feng, whose body was covered in frost and already eroded by Candle Dragon Fire, likely without the strength to resist.
Killing him would be as easy as a snap.
As he had said earlier, self-inflicted suffering leads to inevitable demise.
As the Flying Divine Claw rapidly enlarged in front of Li Feng, within less than a meter, the bud suddenly bloomed open, the claw blades directly enveloping Li Feng’s face.
A critical moment.
Disturbed by Candle Dragon Fire, Li Feng suddenly swung his arm.
Clang.
The Flying Divine Claw was directly blocked, its claws grasping Li Feng’s arm, despite its sharp blades, capable of tearing flesh easily.
But the Blood God Claw, also crafted of Blood Dragon Gold, had formidable defenses.
Leng Feiying frowned, his wrist twitching, the Flying Divine Claw loosened its grasp, its blades sparking against the Blood God Claw.
"Hmph, struggling in vain, is it necessary!"
Li Feng raised his eyes to Leng Feiying: "Perhaps, the one who dies first will be you."
"Just relying on you?"
Leng Feiying showed disdain, viewing Li Feng as merely struggling in his death throes, though his courage was commendable, it would end here.
