freenovelworld Chapter 283 Ling Feng's Strength
Chapter 283 Ling Feng's Strength
Chapter 283 Ling Feng's Strength
Ling Feng waited quietly in the thatched hut...
He knew that Tian Ce Palace had sent a team to hunt him down, but he was not flustered. Instead, he calmly looked at the jade wrench he was wearing.
After fleeing to more than twenty countries, he made up his mind to wait in the Kingdom of Moyun for the people of Tian Ce Palace to settle things once and for all.
Gently stroking the jade wrench, Ling Feng murmured:
"The powerful soul of the true ruler of Moyun Kingdom..."
"Thanks to you, we were able to drag that guy hiding in the shadows out. After devouring his soul, we are powerful enough. But for us, this is just the beginning."
"Heh, I just wonder who Tian Ce Palace will send? It's been three days already, they're really patient."
"Don't worry, as long as it's not those Grand Elders of the Returning Void Realm from Tian Ce Palace who come in person, we can handle it."
Ling Feng shook his head, his gaze deepening. A deep hatred burned within his clear, black-and-white eyes…
"I don't care what level of people Tian Ce Palace sends; what I care about is whether Bai Ke will come."
"To them, you are just a minor Golden Core cultivator. Bai Ke is running for Holy Son, and he is very likely to come in order to accumulate personal merits."
"That beast... first he took away my beloved Xin'er, then he made me lose all my reputation in the sect and have nowhere to stand! In the end, he even stole my Void Soul Divine Grass!"
"Ling Feng, calm down! Your cultivation has progressed too quickly in the past few dozen days. Your inner demons may take advantage of this weakness. Don't let them get to you."
"No, I am perfectly clear-headed. Bai Ke is my inner demon! Only by killing him can I truly break through to the Nascent Soul stage and advance to the nascent soul stage!"
Ling Feng roared uncontrollably, but the jade wrench in his hand suddenly emitted a soft green light that enveloped him, which gradually calmed him down.
"Although the Soul Devouring Technique can help you rapidly increase your cultivation level with almost no hidden dangers, the souls you absorb will inevitably contain a large amount of negative emotions. You cannot be controlled by the malevolent energy within them!"
"Thank you, I understand. I was too attached to appearances after all. I will pay more attention to this in the future."
"Good, I...they're here!"
The mysterious intent in the jade wrench was halfway through its explanation when it suddenly issued a warning!
Ling Feng quickly got up and pushed open the door. He saw a silver-white flying magic weapon coming through the clouds and mist in the distance.
"Bai Ke's Lingyun Ferry!" Ling Feng's eyes gleamed with an unusual light as he excitedly muttered to himself.
At this moment, Lingyun Ferry had descended above the thatched hut, and Bai Ke and his group walked out and quickly landed on the open ground in front of the hut.
Xing Jian stood at the front, facing Ling Feng directly, while Lin Xiu, Bai Ke, and his two attendants stood behind him. Tian Xin and the members of the pursuit team were positioned around the thatched hut.
The crowd surrounded Ling Feng. Xing Jian strode forward and shouted sternly:
"Traitor Ling Feng! We are here on orders from the Enforcement Hall to escort you back to the sect for trial! Kneel down and surrender immediately to avoid physical punishment."
"Bai Ke, Lin Xiu, Xing Jian, Tian Xin, you're all here... Good, good to have you here!" Seeing this lineup, Ling Feng laughed loudly without any fear.
"Insolence! Even on the verge of death, you remain so arrogant. How dare you, a mere Golden Core cultivator, address us by our names?"
"They're just a bunch of hypocrites. Why can't we call them by their names?"
"you wanna die!"
Unable to bear Ling Feng's provocation, Xing Jian roared and attacked fiercely.
With a wave of his sleeve, his powerful spiritual energy, honed to the late Nascent Soul stage, transformed into a massive spiritual blade that hurtled towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng neither dodged nor evaded; the jade wrench in his hand shone brightly as he clenched his fist and swung it towards the spirit blade.
With a deafening boom, Ling Feng shattered the spirit blade with a single punch, turning it into a shower of light. The punch still possessed considerable power, the green fist energy carrying a mysterious aura hurtling towards Xing Jian.
Xing Jian snorted coldly and took out an ancient-looking small cauldron from his storage bag to meet the fist's energy. The two collided, shattering the fist's energy, and the small cauldron slid back into Xing Jian's hand.
After Ling Feng's fist was blocked, his body trembled violently, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You've got some skill; you actually managed to withstand my Mountain Seal. No wonder Fang Shiqing fell for your trick. Your cultivation is definitely more than just the Golden Core stage; this power is at least at the late-stage Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm!"
Xing Jian's expression was solemn. He thought to himself that Ling Feng must have used some kind of treasure to hide his cultivation level when he was in the sect. Although he only used half of his strength, Ling Feng was able to withstand it.
"Haha, so what? You old fool, take this!" Ling Feng laughed loudly, completely disregarding the difference in their cultivation levels. Suddenly, a bright white spear appeared in his hand. He swung the spear around forcefully, and the spear tip thrust towards Xing Jian like a tiger unleashed from its cage!
Even from five meters away, Xing Jian could feel the terrifying power emanating from the spear tip. Not daring to be careless, he quickly activated his spiritual power and struck out the small cauldron in his hand.
"Open for me!" Ling Feng shouted, thrusting forward. His bright white spear flashed with green light, its power soaring high, shattering the small cauldron and resolutely piercing towards Xing Jian's heart.
Xing Jian's magical artifact was destroyed, and his mind was damaged! But before he could be shocked, the spear was already upon him, leaving him no way to dodge. He could only forcefully swallow the blood rising in his throat and summon an ancient bell to transform into a shield of spiritual light to cover his entire body.
The spear shot out like a dragon, piercing the shield formed by the ancient bell. Ripples spread across the earthen-yellow spiritual light shield, but it was not broken.
Ling Feng increased his strength, and Xing Jian could only try his best to channel his spiritual power into the shield, resulting in a stalemate between the two.
Seeing his father injured, Lin Xiu could no longer contain himself. He shouted and summoned his azure longsword, then slashed fiercely down at Ling Feng's head.
Two attendants rushed forward to help Ling Feng and Xing Jian escape. Only Bai Ke stood there calmly, arms crossed, watching the show.
Ling Feng suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing with a seven-colored divine light as he looked at Lin Xiu.
Lin Xiu's mind was involuntarily drawn to the seven-colored divine light in Ling Feng's eyes. He felt dizzy and weak, and immediately collapsed to the ground.
Faced with the attacks of the other two servants, Ling Feng didn't even glance at them, unleashing the powerful pressure of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, directly blasting the two away more than a hundred meters away.
Immediately, he focused his mind, and a green light burst forth from the jade wrench, enhancing the spear's power. The spear pierced through Xing Jian's spiritual shield with unstoppable momentum.
Unable to withstand the shield, Xing Jian had to forcefully shift his body to the side, where he was pierced in the shoulder by the spear and sent flying.
With his spear tip pointing to the ground, Ling Feng stood proudly in the arena, looked at Bai Ke, and said with high spirits:
"Late-stage Nascent Soul is nothing special!"