Chapter 927
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Chapter 927: Heavy Casualties
Watching a few people leave,
Lin Feng no longer hesitated and rushed towards the direction of the Undead Battlefield.
Not long after,
Lin Feng arrived at the outskirts of the Wasteland of the Undead.
The battle here seemed to have just ended; the surroundings were eerily silent, and the air was thick with a strong smell of blood.
The blackened ground was stained red with blood, and countless corpses of human cultivators lay sprawled in the pools of blood, the scene was as horrifying as a hellish battlefield.
“Could it be that something really went wrong? There isn’t a single corpse of a divine being on the ground!”
As Lin Feng walked, he carefully observed the corpses around him.
The small tower was a semi-divine artifact, so it was indifferent, which was normal.
But he was human, a being of flesh and blood. Suddenly seeing so many human lives brutally slain here, some with their chests ripped open, made it hard for him to remain calm.
“Jie jie jie… there’s still one survivor here.”
At that moment,
A chilling laugh reached Lin Feng’s ears, and he saw two nearly corporeal undead rushing towards him as if they had caught the scent of prey.
One was dressed in black,
The other in white.
“Come and die! Little human cutie…”
The two undead were ferocious, launching a coordinated attack on Lin Feng, attempting a move to pierce his chest and extract his heart.
Lin Feng stood motionless, his powerful physique unaffected by their attempts to claw at him, leaving no marks.
“What a hard body!”
“Attack his soul!”
The two undead tried to invade Lin Feng’s sea of consciousness, but were met with a loud shout from the small tower inside, nearly scaring them out of their wits.
“Something’s wrong, run!”
The two undead sensed the danger and, horrified, attempted to flee.
Lin Feng reached out with a large hand and easily suppressed them.
“Are you done playing?”
“Done… done playing…”
“If you’re done playing, then die.”
With a gentle exertion, Lin Feng caused the white-clad undead to dissipate into smoke, dying on the spot. He then turned to the black-clad undead and asked:
“And you? Are you done playing?”
“I… I…”
The black-clad undead’s face turned pale, trembling and unable to utter a word.
“Answer my questions honestly… understand?”
Lin Feng’s expression was emotionless.
“Okay… I will answer honestly.”
The black-clad undead stammered.
After some questioning,
Lin Feng finally obtained some information from the black-clad undead.
Just moments ago,
The human and divine beings had launched attacks on the Wasteland of the Undead from two directions,
And this was the battlefield assigned to the humans!
“Due to the chaotic battle, the battlefield was divided into many small sections. The human cultivators here were all annihilated, with only two relatively strong cultivators escaping deeper into the battlefield!”
The black-clad undead paused.
“Which direction did those two escape?”
Lin Feng asked expressionlessly.
“That… that way…”
The black-clad undead hurriedly pointed in a direction, then began to whimper:
“My lord, I’m just a small soldier responsible for cleaning the battlefield, I don’t know anything. Just treat me like a fart and let me go…”
“Boom!”
Lin Feng didn’t waste words and directly slapped the black-clad undead into pieces,
Then he rushed towards the direction indicated.
The deeper he went, the thicker the deathly aura became, and the more corpses littered the ground.
In the deepest part,
He could even faintly hear the sounds of battle.
Lin Feng walked and killed along the way, not knowing how many undead he had slain, but he had also gathered quite a bit of useful information.
It turned out this was the territory of the four great Spirit Emperors—Huang Spirit Emperor and Earth Spirit Emperor.
Many third-class strong cultivators from the human side had flown deeper, intending to capture the two Spirit Emperors first, following the strategy of capturing the leader before the followers.
As for the outer battlefield,
It was left to the second-class strong cultivators like Lu Ning and the Moonlight Sword God.
At that moment.
“Bang!”
A tremendous sound suddenly erupted ahead.
A golden giant sword soared through the air, slicing through the void and shattering several mountains, but was soon enveloped by a wave of deathly aura, its divine light fading away, disappearing from sight.
“This… is the Moonlight Sword God’s Sword from Beyond the Heavens!”
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and immediately flew towards the front.
At the same time,
In a misty space,
The Moonlight Sword God was kneeling on one knee, his right hand propped up on a blood-stained broken sword, panting heavily. Surrounding him were seven or eight corpses of human cultivators.
Even in death, these bodies still shimmered with a faint glow, exuding a terrifying aura,
All of which proved how formidable these individuals had been in life, at the very least, they were tribulation-level strong cultivators!
“Moonlight Sword God, are you alright?”
The monk in the robes of the Taichu Holy Temple asked with difficulty.
His own monk robes were already stained with blood, and his solemn face was filled with pallor, no longer resembling a high monk, looking quite disheveled!
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh~”
“These undead are really hard to kill! Even my Sword from Beyond the Heavens can’t completely suppress them!”
Sweat poured down the Moonlight Sword God’s forehead, his voice weak, clearly exhausted to the limit.
“This time, I fear we might fall here!”
The monk in robes sighed.
The Moonlight Sword God tightened his grip on the broken sword, remaining silent.
As the two spoke,
The surrounding undead surged forth like a tide,
Among them, the four leading undead wore black robes, their eyes glowing red like two burning ghost flames!
These four undead were the four great generals under Huang Spirit Emperor, their strength unfathomable, all reaching the level of second-class tribulation strong cultivators.
“Stop struggling; everyone who came here today will die!”
One of the undead generals said coldly.
“There are no sword cultivators waiting to die, only sword cultivators who die in battle!”
The Moonlight Sword God snorted coldly, beginning to burn his life essence, preparing for a desperate fight!
As a sword god, his strength was incredibly formidable, and now, in a life-or-death struggle, his aura surged, even the broken sword in his hand seemed to be reforging, radiating brilliant light that illuminated the hazy deathly aura.
“Even if I die, I will take a few with me!”
The Moonlight Sword God howled.
His gaze gradually became resolute, his spirit soaring, as if he had returned to his peak moment,
But the monk in robes knew,
This was at the cost of his life essence, a final transcendence; after this battle, the Moonlight Sword God would undoubtedly perish!
Seeing this scene,
The four great generals’ expressions also turned serious, the ghost flames in their eyes flickering violently.
“Moonlight Sword God, I will assist you!”
At that moment,
A cold voice suddenly emerged from the darkness.
The Black Cloud Ancestor stepped forward, coming to the side of the Moonlight Sword God and the monk in robes.
