Chapter 285
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Chapter 285: The Battle of Five Hundred Years Ago
Then,
Lin Feng shifted his gaze to Wu Tianlong.
Wu Tianlong was already pale with fear, cold sweat continuously dripping from his forehead.
Seeing Lin Feng looking at him, he immediately crawled to Lin Feng’s feet, desperately pleading for mercy.
“How many chances has the country given you? You have repeatedly refused, repeatedly pretended! Now you regret it?”
Lin Feng tightened his grip on Wu Tianlong’s neck and said淡淡地.
“I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong!”
Wu Tianlong said, trembling.
At that moment,
a cold shout echoed through the venue!
“Who are you to dare touch someone from the Wu family!”
Everyone turned to look and found three imposing old men rushing in!
Upon seeing the three elders,
Zhou Kun and the others’ pupils shrank, their hearts racing!
Martial Saints!
And three Martial Saints at that!!!
Angels are, after all, beings from the West, so they could not directly perceive how powerful the recently seen Lady Maria was!
But they were very clear about the might of the Martial Saints!
In the Great Xia,
Martial Saints are the pinnacle of the martial world!
The Daoist Sect’s leader, the Buddha, and the Sword Saint of Shushan, these renowned powerhouses, are merely Martial Saints!
So now that three Martial Saints had arrived, it made everyone’s scalp tingle!
“Great-grandfather, save me! Great-grandfather, please save me!”
Seeing the three ancestors arrive, a flicker of excitement crossed Wu Tianlong’s eyes as he shouted for help.
The three ancestors scanned the blood-soaked venue,
their expressions turning extremely grim!
Tonight’s banquet at the Dragon Scale Hotel was a gathering of elites and a crucial step for their Dragon Island to step onto the world stage!
However, now,
everything was ruined!
They simply could not understand how someone could single-handedly challenge their entire Dragon Island martial world!
And to do so so easily, with almost no signs of a fight!
If it weren’t for that divine power just now, they wouldn’t have even known something was wrong!
“Who are you? Was that divine power just now released by you?”
The Wu family elder asked coldly.
“Crack!”
Lin Feng snapped Wu Tianlong’s neck and tossed the body to the ground, then said淡淡地:
“No!”
This sudden scene
left the three ancestors momentarily stunned.
But soon,
the three regained their senses, and their eyes were filled with killing intent as they looked at Lin Feng!
The Wu family elder shouted angrily:
“Presumptuous! You dare kill my descendant in front of me! You…”
“Bang!”
Before the Wu family elder could finish speaking,
Lin Feng slapped him, turning him into a mist of blood.
This Wu family elder had just stepped into the realm of Martial Saint!
He was not as strong as the previous Martial Saint from the Witch Clan, and certainly could not compare to the dual-winged angel just now, so Lin Feng couldn’t be bothered to waste words!
“Are you two from the Great Xia?”
Lin Feng looked at the other two elders.
The Yang family elder and the Lu family elder were paralyzed with fear, momentarily unable to speak!
A single slap to kill a Martial Saint, is this youth even human?
“Looks like not!”
Lin Feng slapped again.
The two elders’ pupils constricted, each unleashing their martial techniques in an attempt to resist, but it was utterly useless; all their defenses crumbled under Lin Feng’s palm wind!
As the two elders were about to meet a tragic end on the spot!
At that moment,
a sigh echoed throughout the venue.
A man dressed in white, looking like a decaying tree and exuding a foul aura, suddenly appeared and blocked Lin Feng’s attack!
Seeing this scene,
everyone in the venue was stunned!
The Yang family elder and the Lu family elder looked at the white-clothed old man, both surprised and uncertain, trembling as they said:
“Master, is… is that you?”
In their youth,
there had been a master who had guided them!
It was precisely because of that master’s guidance that they were able to break through to the Martial Saint realm, and the master from their memories bore a striking resemblance to the white-clothed old man before them…
The white-clothed old man shook his head and did not respond.
He looked at Lin Feng and said:
“Young man, you have already killed enough! How about leaving now?”
“I thought you wouldn’t come out.”
Lin Feng was not surprised.
Long before he saw the Dragon Scale Hotel set up with a defensive formation,
he had suspected the presence of cultivators in the shadows.
Now it seemed he was right!
This white-clothed old man, though looking decrepit, was indeed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
“Are you a disciple of the Dragon Spirit Sect?”
Lin Feng asked.
There had only been one sect of cultivation on Dragon Island, which was the Dragon Spirit Sect!
So this old man was most likely a disciple of the Dragon Spirit Sect.
“Indeed! I am the one hundred ninety-eighth disciple of the Dragon Spirit Sect, and also its last disciple!”
The white-clothed old man replied.
He seemed to recall the glorious days of the past, a trace of sadness crossing his murky eyes.
“Since you are a disciple of the Dragon Spirit Sect, how could you allow the people of Dragon Island to collude with foreign powers!”
Lin Feng asked coldly.
The white-clothed old man fell silent for a moment and said:
“I do not know! After setting up this formation, I fell into a deep sleep to prolong my life, and if it weren’t for your battle with the dual-winged angel just now, I wouldn’t have woken up!”
Upon hearing this, Lin Feng frowned slightly and asked:
“How old are you this year?”
“Eighteen hundred years!”
The white-clothed old man replied.
Everyone in the venue was horrified upon hearing this!
Eighteen hundred years?
Is that an age a human can reach?
Even a Martial Saint can only live for about three hundred years at most!
But Lin Feng said:
“With your strength, you should have a lifespan of around three thousand years!”
“During that battle, my life source suffered severe damage. Although I sealed myself and barely survived for seventy years, I still do not have much time left!”
“That battle?”
“It was the battle between Eastern and Western cultivators five hundred years ago! After that battle, the few cultivators we had in the Great Xia were almost completely wiped out.”
The white-clothed old man slowly revealed a little-known secret.
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