Capítulo 1420: Chapter 6: The Domineering Lin Feng
Not every opportunity turns on sheer power alone.
An opportunity is granted to those destined for it.
Strength rely increases one’s chances of seizing it.
But it hardly guarantees success.
That’s why hordes of cultivators gather for supre treasures, divine treasures, or when the Ancient Cultivation Cave Mansion surfaces.
Take, for example, Huangfu Qingtian obtaining the Gray Heaven Secret Realm—back then, his cultivation level was quite low. Many powerful cultivators attempted to seize the Gray Heaven Secret Realm, but ultimately, it fell to the thirteen-year-old Huangfu Qingtian—his destined opportunity.
The siege on the Demon Lotus is analogous, with so many cultivators’ divine sense penetrating the Lotus.
Perhaps a cultivator might refine the Lotus, cause it to burst open from confinent, and flee to savor this grand opportunity alone.
Lin Feng flew over and invaded the Demon Lotus with his divine sense.
Lin Feng was searching for the aura of the Demon Saint Heavenly Venerate.
Navigating the inner world of the Demon Lotus’s Ninth Layer, Lin Feng’s divine sense pierced deeper and deeper.
“Brat, it’s you… you’re not dead yet?” Suddenly, a venomous roar invaded Lin Feng’s divine sense.
Then, an overwhelming force surged toward Lin Feng’s divine sense, aiming to obliterate it. Lin Feng’s expression flickered in shock upon feeling the power.
Demon Saint Heavenly Venerate!
Indeed he survived!
Lin Feng swiftly retreated his divine sense, transmitting a ssage to the Demon Saint Heavenly Venerate, “What a coincidence eting you here, but it seems your situation isn’t great. You couldn’t be eliminated on the Heavenly Martial Continent. In the Exile Great World, you are dood. The Demon Lotus will be mine, your divine skills will be mine, you are destined to be my stepping stone, hahaha…”
“I’ll kill you!” The Demon Saint Heavenly Venerate shouted in an enraged fury.
An imnse power quickly annihilated Lin Feng’s divine sense, but he had already retreated, evading the attack.
The Demon Saint Heavenly Venerate now only possessed a remnant soul, his origin power already scattered.
He posed no threat.
In the past, facing thousands of cultivators or even a few gods, the Demon Saint Heavenly Venerate would be confident of victory.
But the situation has drastically transford.
“Boom!”
Lin Feng strode toward the Demon Lotus, combining three types of “trend.”
Feeling the “trend” emanating from Lin Feng’s body, many cultivators recoiled in shock.
“Who is he? Such power?”
Many stared at Lin Feng in fright.
“It’s him…” Wey Qingying was slightly surprised, naturally recognizing Lin Feng. She and about a dozen companions ventured deep into the Great Sun Plain, though previously she paid little attention to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng spoke rarely and didn’t display formidable abilities among them.
Yet now, seeing him in action left Wey Qingying utterly shocked, the aura he exuded was terrifyingly potent for any young cultivator.
“This man is hiding deeply… what does he intend to do? Does he plan to seize the Demon Lotus from all these strong cultivators?” Wang Yuanzhi murmured slightly frowning, also recognizing Lin Feng.
“So many experts, including dozens at the Quasi-God Realm, think this kid can seize the Demon Lotus? Wishful thinking,” Dongfang Chuan scoffed.
…
“Courting death!”
A Quasi-God Realm expert coldly voiced, slapping a palm toward Lin Feng.
This was a Three-eyed Clan expert, possessing a third eye on his brow, giving a unique air.
Lin Feng suddenly recalled the mythical Er Lang God, Yang Jian, also three-eyed—was this Ancient Giant God from the Three-eyed Clan?
“The Demon Lotus is mine!” Lin Feng declared aloofly, launching the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes toward him.
Boom.
Lin Feng clashed with the Three-eyed Clan expert, who was struck like lightning and blasted away.
A cry of surprise.
He spewed a mouthful of blood.
“My heavens, what kind of cultivation is this? One move causes a Quasi-God Realm expert to bleed?”
Many exclaid in disbelief.
Could such a terrifying young man exist?
“Who exactly is he?” Wey Qingying’s eyes sparkled.
Lin Feng, handso and exceptionally powerful, naturally garnered attention—even Wey Qingying and others found themselves drawn to him.
n and won alike revere strength.
Lin Feng hovered in the void, coldly glaring at the crowded experts, his imposing voice rang, “The Demon Lotus is mine, you may leave.”
“Youngster, arrogant!”
Imdiately, nurous experts roared angrily.
No one was willing to cede such a supre treasure as the Demon Lotus.
If a god appeared claiming the Lotus, perhaps they’d withdraw.
Yet, Lin Feng was rely a young cultivator.
Such youthful contempt infuriated many strong cultivators.
A Quasi-God Realm expert loudly proclaid, “Sense his life aura—at rely twenty-seven years of age, even if he started cultivation from birth, how many years has he cultivated? He displays imnse combat power, surely leveraging so magical treasure—fear not, destroy him, seize his treasure.”
His words stirred many into action.
Lin Feng sneered, “Only ignorance and folly would lead one to think my power stems from a re magical treasure.”
The Quasi-God expert’s face turned dark at Lin Feng’s derision.
He continued, “Everyone, this kid clearly is bluffing, what are you waiting for? Kill him together.”
“Kill him…”
Countless cultivators bellowed, deploying varied divine skills or magical treasures, attacking Lin Feng.
anwhile, many opted to remain on standby.
So sensed Lin Feng was not simple.
In the cultivator world, strength is honored, not age—Lin Feng’s formidable display spoke volus.
If Lin Feng truly possessed such strength, he’d be incredibly nacing, given his re twenty-seven years, what a terrifying future he held?
Thus, many chose to observe before deciding to act.
“Seems many of you seek death… fine, death it shall be.”
Lin Feng’s expression remained indifferent, a radiant flash emitted from his right hand, and the Great Wilderness Battle Spear materialized.
“Sweep the eight directions!”
Lin Feng unleashed a sweeping spear strike, tearing the heavens apart, striking the dense crowd of cultivators.
Thousands of cultivation attacks were instantly obliterated by Lin Feng.
Boom boom boom…
Then, nurous cultivators’ physical bodies burst apart.
In one strike, Lin Feng felled a thousand cultivators.
“This young man is ruthless, retreat…” Witnessing Lin Feng’s might left many terror-stricken, expressions of fear rapidly retreating.
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