Chapter 930
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Chapter 930: Feng Muchen is already dead.
The sounds in the arena were like thunder, the momentum like a rainbow,
Yet Lin Feng remained expressionless, silently gazing at the headless corpse of the monk in ancient robes.
In truth, he did not have deep feelings for this old monk.
Perhaps it was because they had interacted several times before, and the old monk had supported him in front of others a few times. So now, seeing the old monk’s cold body lying on the ground, he felt some indescribable emotions in his heart.
Moreover,
This was also the first time
That someone he intended to protect had died right before him.
“You… shouldn’t have come here!”
The Xuanling Emperor spoke.
His entire body was shrouded in a black robe, making it impossible to see his face, but his tone clearly carried a sense of reproach.
“Sixth Senior Brother, how long are you going to keep up this act?”
Lin Feng replied.
“I am not your Sixth Senior Brother.”
The Xuanling Emperor responded indifferently.
“Whether you are or not is irrelevant. You are the Spirit Emperor of the Land of the Dead, and I am a cultivator of the human race. We are enemies! Just like you killed the monk in ancient robes.”
Lin Feng replied calmly.
As soon as these words were spoken,
The arena fell silent.
The numerous undead armies were as quiet as cicadas in winter; at this moment, everyone could see that this young man knew their Spirit Emperor and perhaps had some connection with him.
“So… what do you intend to do?”
The Xuanling Emperor asked.
“If you are my Sixth Senior Brother, then let’s talk openly. If not, then we can only fight today!”
Lin Feng responded coldly.
The Xuanling Emperor fell silent.
Beside him, the Huangling Emperor said coldly:
“You refuse to take the path to heaven and instead force your way into hell! I give you a way out, but you are oblivious. Get lost!”
“Swish~”
Lin Feng made his move, unleashing a powerful palm strike directly at the Huangling Emperor.
“Foolish and fearless!”
The Huangling Emperor’s thoughts stirred,
And the surrounding grayish death energy surged like a whale swallowing, gathering in front of the Huangling Emperor to block Lin Feng’s palm.
“When there are no tigers in the mountains, the monkeys claim to be kings!”
The Huangling Emperor snorted coldly and took the initiative to attack, the wind of death swirling around him, raising a terrifying wave, like a dark sky pressing down on Lin Feng!
Lin Feng was unafraid.
The Wuxia body activated, golden blood boiling violently,
He transformed into a golden light deity, stepping through the ocean of death energy, a terrifying aura soaring to the clouds and penetrating the earth, heading straight for the Huangling Emperor!
“Boom!”
The two super strong beings clashed,
Destructive waves surged forth, brilliant light exploded, the paths and death energy intertwined, blurring everything.
All the undead were stunned by this scene.
This young man could indeed match the Huangling Emperor,
His golden, radiant body illuminated the heavens and the earth, towering and boundless, like a giant Pangu, causing the void to collapse wherever he passed.
And at that moment.
“Swish~”
The Xuanling Emperor forcefully intervened, standing in the very center of the battlefield!
His power was clearly more terrifying, the aura spilling from his body sweeping everything, suppressing the Huangling Emperor’s path and blocking Lin Feng’s mountain-like divine fist.
“Lin Feng, leave here immediately! The waters here are very deep, and you cannot interfere! Otherwise, even I won’t be able to save you later!”
The Xuanling Emperor said in a deep voice.
“Hehe…”
Lin Feng laughed, his gaze shining brightly, as if a raging fire was burning within.
“Is this funny?”
The Xuanling Emperor paused, then said with a hint of sarcasm:
“That’s right! You have always been this way, self-righteous, disregarding others, expecting everything in the world to revolve around you and go your way.”
Lin Feng was taken aback by these words, his brilliant gaze dimming as he stood on a patch of scorched earth, silently watching the Xuanling Emperor.
Because this tone was too familiar, too familiar.
“Why are you silent? Did I hit a nerve?”
The Xuanling Emperor said, lifting the hood from his head, revealing a pale face, angular and handsome, yet for some reason, it bore some strange inscriptions.
The only unchanging thing was his eyes,
Melancholic, indifferent, yet carrying a hint of brutality.
“Sixth Senior Brother. You…”
Lin Feng struggled to speak.
“Don’t call me Sixth Senior Brother. Feng Muchen is dead, and now there is only the Xuanling Emperor in this world.”
The Xuanling Emperor interrupted Lin Feng.
“Does Master know? Are you going to betray the Qingyun lineage?”
Lin Feng asked.
“Hehe…”
This time, it was the Xuanling Emperor who laughed.
His smile was peculiar,
Carrying three parts weariness, seven parts mockery, and seemed to have a touch of sorrow.
“I’ll say it again: leave here, or even if you die, no one will care about you!”
The Xuanling Emperor coldly dropped this line,
Then led the undead army deeper into the Land of the Dead.
“You better watch yourself… stay out of matters that don’t concern you!”
The Huangling Emperor shot Lin Feng a cold glance before vanishing in an instant.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Several cold corpses lay on the scorched earth,
Lin Feng stood among the bodies, silently watching the departing Xuanling Emperor, lost in thought for a long time.
He recalled the first time he met his Sixth Senior Brother in the Yunchuan Ten Thousand Mountains; everything felt like it was just yesterday.
Perhaps this was karma!
His earlier indifference had led to the estrangement between brothers.
Could the two of them really never return to the way things were?
“Not let me interfere? I want to see what kind of trouble you all will stir up this time!”
“I want to see, even if I interfere! What can you all do to me!”
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng’s eyes as he headed deeper into the Land of the Dead.
“Swish~”
As he passed through,
The grayish death energy grew heavier, as if he were in a purgatory, making it hard to breathe and filled with a sense of oppression.
And the corpses on the ground became fewer and fewer.
Occasionally seeing one, it was mostly human cultivators who had crossed tribulations, once powerful guardians, now coldly lying on the ground, a pitiful sight.
“Lin… Lin Xiaoyou.”
At that moment,
Lin Feng heard a weak voice,
He turned to see a familiar face.
It was Lu Ning, the deputy leader of the Array Sect!
At this moment, Lu Ning’s aura was weak, having suffered a devastating blow, lying on the ground covered in blood, struggling to lift his head to look at him.
Beside Lu Ning,
There was another familiar face, the master of Wei Zixu,
The once kind old man was now a cold corpse, lying on the ground in a pitiful state, the north wind blowing, causing the blood-stained gray robe to rustle, adding to the sorrow.
“Leader Lu!”
Lin Feng immediately rushed forward, crouching down to half-support Lu Ning.
“The Beishan Sect is a traitor; they plotted against us!”
“Everyone from our Array Sect who came here, except for me, is dead…”
Lu Ning’s voice was weak.
As he spoke, tears of blood streamed from his eyes, overwhelmed with grief, unable to contain himself. The once-great leader lay in Lin Feng’s arms, crying uncontrollably, the hot tears soaking Lin Feng’s chest.
