Chapter 842
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Chapter 842: Blood Mist King
Just as everyone was discussing,
Lin Feng, Chen Beixuan, and Second Senior Sister arrived at the entrance of the inn.
The three maintained a low profile, concealing their auras, appearing like ordinary people among the crowd, but even so, they were immediately recognized!
“Oh my god, the Blood Mist King is here!”
Someone in the crowd exclaimed immediately.
“Whoosh~”
The crowded masses instantly parted to form a small path.
“Swish~”
All eyes turned to Lin Feng, hearts pounding rapidly.
Compared to the aloof and rarely seen Chen Beixuan, Lin Feng actually inspired more awe in them.
Because Lin Feng’s ruthlessness was visible to the naked eye.
All his previous achievements demonstrated his brutal nature – whenever he fought, it either ended in death or injury, with victims most likely turning into blood mist.
The key point was,
No matter how dangerous the situation,
Lin Feng always managed to turn the tide and emerge reborn, sweeping away all enemies. How could such a young supreme being with both luck and power not inspire fear and dread?
“Little Junior Brother, why do they call you the Blood Mist King?”
Second Senior Sister asked in a low voice.
“Tsk tsk, Blood Mist King, what a title! Back then my master also had a similar title, he was called the Head-Exploding King! Just because he liked to make people’s heads explode.”
Little Tower’s teasing voice rang out in Lin Feng’s mind.
Lin Feng was speechless.
What was all this about?
He randomly grabbed a middle-aged man from the roadside, intending to ask who had started spreading this title.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man immediately fell to his knees in fear, crying out:
“Please don’t turn me into blood mist, please don’t turn me into blood mist!”
“Pfft!”
Second Senior Sister couldn’t help but laugh at this.
Lin Feng was speechless. He gently lifted the middle-aged man up and said:
“Actually, I’m quite easy-going. As long as you don’t provoke me, I won’t harm you!”
“We can see that, we can see that! Senior Blood Mist King is clearly a kind and gentle person…”
The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, forcing a flattering smile.
“What do you all think?”
Lin Feng swept his gaze across the crowd.
He felt it necessary to change everyone’s impression of him, otherwise wherever he went, people would react as if they’d seen a ghost, which would be quite annoying!
“That’s right, that’s right!”
The surrounding crowd immediately showed appeasing smiles.
“Actually, we’re all humans, we should be united. When the two realms connect in the future, we should join forces against those divine races…”
Lin Feng sighed.
At these words,
The surrounding people were stunned, their expressions somewhat dazed.
Since the ancient catastrophe, after they migrated to the Spirit Realm, the term “divine races” had become very distant to them, so much so that many people born in recent times had never even heard of the divine races!
“Young friend Lin speaks truly! We are all humans and should indeed be united!”
Just then,
A resonant voice came from inside the inn.
A middle-aged man wearing yellow robes, with a naturally imposing countenance, walked out quickly surrounded by a group of people, arriving before Lin Feng and Chen Beixuan’s group.
Lin Feng looked at the yellow-robed middle-aged man without responding.
This person’s strength was no less than the previous Bright Moon Sword Saint, and with Wei Zixu respectfully following him, he must be a powerful figure from the Formation Sect, likely even higher in status than Wei Zixu’s master.
“Greetings, Senior Beixuan!”
The yellow-robed middle-aged man turned his gaze to Chen Beixuan and cupped his hands in greeting.
Chen Beixuan nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
“This is our Formation Sect’s Vice Sect Master – Lu Ning”
Wei Zixu introduced from the side.
At these words,
Everyone present showed slight changes in expression.
This banquet was indeed extraordinary, even the Formation Sect’s Vice Sect Master had come personally to host!
As far as they knew,
Lu Ning was one of the rare formation masters of the current age, having created his own path of domain. With a single thought, he could use the natural domain as foundation to lay down heaven-defying formations, his strength unfathomable.
“So it’s Senior Lu!”
Lin Feng cupped his hands in greeting.
“I dare not accept such respect. Young friend Lin’s strength is already no weaker than mine, we should be considered peers. If you don’t mind, just call me Brother Lu!”
Lu Ning responded with a smile.
Since his appearance, he had been carefully observing Lin Feng, and found that while Lin Feng’s strength was indeed unfathomable, he seemed somewhat different from the rumors.
In rumors, Lin Feng was arrogant, tyrannical with his talents, and cold-blooded, but now seeing him in person, he appeared rather gentle, unlike a demon.
“Everyone is waiting! Let’s go inside and talk…”
Lu Ning gestured slightly, deliberately falling back a step to walk with Lin Feng’s group into the inn.
As soon as they entered the main hall,
The previously noisy hall instantly fell silent.
There were dozens of people present, each one a Tribulation realm expert, including some supreme beings at the peak of Tribulation realm. All of them now turned their attention to Lin Feng and Chen Beixuan.
“It’s up to you!”
Chen Beixuan transmitted a message to Lin Feng,
Then ignoring everyone’s gazes, he casually found a place to sit down. Second Senior Sister, never having experienced such an atmosphere, was quite nervous and quickly followed Chen Beixuan to sit beside him.
Under Lu Ning’s guidance,
Lin Feng directly went to sit at the frontmost table in the hall.
Five people were seated at this table.
An elder wearing black robes with shoulder-length white hair and a withered face, emanating an aura of decay,
The previously fled Zhang Xu sat next to the elder, maintaining proper posture!
An old monk wearing kasaya robes with a solemn and stern expression, speaking little.
The previously seen Ancient Monk of Primordial sat next to the old monk, with a cold expression…
And the last one was none other than the Bright Moon Sword Saint!
