Chapter 540

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Chapter 540: A Sword Breaks the Sky

“I said, I said!”

The middle-aged man in the white robe was terrified to the extreme and hurriedly recounted various matters concerning the Spirit Realm.

Upon hearing the white-robed man’s words, Lin Feng’s heart sank into the abyss; the situation was becoming increasingly dire…

The white-robed man, named Fu Kan, was the leader of a third-rate force in the Spirit Realm and was among the first batch of people to officially return to the Abandoned Land.

In addition to Fu Kan, there were about several dozen Spirit Realm cultivators of varying realms, from Transformation to Out-of-Body, who had also come over. Their purpose was to gradually seize control of this area and lay the groundwork for the arrival of the major forces from the Spirit Realm!

“You all came over in such large numbers; didn’t those guarding the realm stop you?” Lin Feng asked coldly.

“I’m not sure about that. I only heard that a great battle occurred above, and some guardians fell… so we came!” Fu Kan replied, trembling. “Moreover, it should be no less than three months and no more than a year and a half before those super forces’ prodigies and strong ones officially arrive to take over this world!”

“I’m just a small fry who came over to test the waters; please spare me!”

“Bang!”

Lin Feng slapped Fu Kan into a mist of blood, shattering his soul into countless fragments…

Seeing this scene, everyone present fell silent, feeling incredulous.

Such a powerful figure was so brutally killed by Lin Feng?

“Everyone just heard Fu Kan’s words; the strong from the Spirit Realm are gradually invading, and a chaotic era is about to arrive. You all must be mentally prepared,” Lin Feng scanned the crowd and said slowly.

“Spirit Realm? Where is the Spirit Realm? Why haven’t I heard of it before?” Someone immediately mustered the courage to ask.

“The Spirit Realm is a realm of cultivation, the descendants of cultivators who fled from the ancestral land back in the day…” Lin Feng sighed as he spoke.

He found it hard to understand why, with so many divine clans in power, those cultivators from the Spirit Realm couldn’t join forces with the human race from the ancestral land to resist the divine clans, but instead came over to harm their own kind?

As fellow humans, couldn’t they help each other instead of causing internal strife?

…

After everyone left the Immortal Tomb, the entire tomb collapsed with a loud rumble, burying the massive sword monument and two skeletons in the chaotic void.

The love story of the White Robe Sword Master and Murong Qian’er was regrettable…

But in the vast river of time, it ultimately stirred not a single ripple!

One must still look forward…

Lin Feng gathered the countless fragments of Yao Simiao and prepared to head to the Medicine King Valley to bury Yao Simiao.

Han Fei silently followed behind Lin Feng, hesitating for a long time before finally asking, “Lord Lin, what is your current strength?”

“Mid Out-of-Body Realm!” Lin Feng did not hide it.

After comprehending the sword intent of the White Robe Sword Master, a rich spiritual energy surged from the sword monument, helping him step into the Out-of-Body Realm.

In addition, he also gained a powerful sword technique in his mind.

The sword technique was called “One Sword Breaking the Sky,” which differed from the Extreme Sword Killing Array that used infinite sword intent to create myriad sword shadows to kill enemies; instead, it emphasized condensing all sword intent into a single strike…

In simple terms, it was about breaking a surface with a point.

“What is the mid Out-of-Body Realm? Is it very powerful in the realm of cultivation?” Han Fei asked eagerly, seeking knowledge.

He was a man eager to grow stronger and had a great curiosity about the path of immortality above martial arts.

“Although you are just a mortal body and can hardly step into the path of immortality, since you want to know, I’ll tell you…” Lin Feng explained the realms of cultivation one by one.

Upon hearing this, Han Fei’s face showed admiration, and he silently vowed to himself that he would step onto the path of immortality and become a strong person like Lin Feng.

The two exchanged ideas while moving forward.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

It was Feng Lingxiao, the leader of the Divine Martial Sect!

Lin Feng stopped in his tracks and calmly looked at Feng Lingxiao.

In fact, he had known that Feng Lingxiao was following him ever since he walked out of the tomb…

Feng Lingxiao was the father of his sixth senior brother, Feng Muchen, so he naturally knew why he was following him…

“Feng Sect Leader, why are you following us?” Han Fei asked aloud.

Feng Lingxiao ignored Han Fei and looked at Lin Feng with a cold expression.

“Lin Feng, do you know why I came to find you?”

“I know, but you are not my opponent!” Lin Feng replied.

“Haha… Yes! How could I possibly be your opponent…” Feng Lingxiao laughed self-deprecatingly, but as soon as he finished speaking, his expression turned cold, and he suddenly raised the spear in his hand, pointing it at Lin Feng.

“Lin Feng, all this time, I have been living in torment. After you killed Muchen, I practiced the Overlord Spear just for today!”

“But when I saw you kill that Fu Kan, I knew that no matter how hard I trained, I could never be your opponent! But life is often so tragic; some things, even knowing they will lead to death, must still be done!”

Lin Feng was silent for a moment and nodded, “I can understand!”

“Since you can understand, then let’s settle this quickly, Overlord Spear!” Feng Lingxiao shouted, lightly tapping the spear in his hand. The spear shaft trembled violently as if it had immense power, charging towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng raised his right hand but ultimately let it drop, dispersing all defenses and allowing the spear to pierce his chest!

“Puff!”

The spear tip pierced about a centimeter deep, but it could not penetrate any further.

Even so, it still drew a spray of blood!

“You…”

Feng Lingxiao looked bewildered.

He had thought he would be turned into a mist of blood by Lin Feng.

But…

“Bang!”

Lin Feng grasped the spear shaft and gently exerted force, causing the entire spear to shatter into fragments…

At the same time, the wound on his chest began to heal at a visible speed, quickly returning to normal.

“Did you see that? Even if I stand here without any defenses and let you kill me, you still wouldn’t be able to!” Lin Feng said calmly.

“Are you humiliating me?” Feng Lingxiao clenched his fists.

“I’m merely stating a fact. If I had acted according to my previous character, you would already be dead! However, I’ve decided to give you a chance to live.”

“Sixth senior brother is not dead. If one day he seeks revenge, I hope he comes to find me personally!”

“And some matters are not about right or wrong. Do you think I was wrong? Sixth senior brother was going to help others surround and kill me; what do you think I should have done?”

After saying this, Lin Feng turned and left.

Han Fei immediately followed.

Feng Lingxiao watched the backs of the two leave, remaining silent.

Once the two had completely disappeared, he slowly knelt on the ground like a deflated balloon, unable to hold back his tears…

“Does crying help?”

At that moment, a cold voice reached Feng Lingxiao’s ears.

Feng Lingxiao looked up and found a man in a black robe standing before him, having appeared there without him noticing.

“Who are you…” Feng Lingxiao asked in confusion.

The man in the black robe slowly lifted the covering from his face, revealing a pale visage.

“Muchen! It’s you…” Feng Lingxiao stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.