NOVEL NEXT Chapter 376: Since You're Here, Why Rush to Leave?
Chapter 376: Since You’re Here, Why Rush to Leave?
Jun Fengyao’s gaze remained calm and unwavering as she spoke softly, “My officials, please rise. I ask you to lend me your strength to slay the invading enemy.”
Now that she had officially ascended the throne, she had full control over the palace’s arrays and the Dragon Aura, allowing her to utilize their true potential.
Although she hadn’t yet gained the hearts of the people, she could still gather the strength of the court officials to deal with the intruders.
The officials of Junyan replied in unison, “Yes, Your Majesty!”
Then, streams of power began to flow from their bodies, converging into the Dragon Aura.
The dragon aura became more substantial, roaring as it lunged toward the Netherworld Sword Saint in the sky, working in tandem with the palace’s arrays to eliminate the threat.
The Netherworld Sword Saint, who was already fighting Lin Fengmian, felt a wave of panic as the arrays and dragon aura closed in.
With Lin Fengmian and the Dragon Aura working together, it was as if he was attacking the stronghold of a Saint.
He no longer cared about revealing his identity; all he wanted was to escape the Sacred Emperor’s Palace and rethink his strategy.
Lin Fengmian blocked the Netherworld Sword Saint, his voice cold and mocking, “Since you’re here, why rush to leave?”
The Netherworld Sword Saint, trapped and angry, shouted, “Boy, don’t push your luck!”
Lin Fengmian unleashed his Demon God Domain, enveloping the area with a chilling aura. “I am pushing my luck. What are you going to do about it?”
Caught between the dragon aura and Lin Fengmian, the Netherworld Sword Saint hastily said, “Ye Xuefeng, Jun Fengyao, stop! I am the Netherworld Sword Saint under the command of the Heavenly Fiend Hall. I am here on the orders of the Supreme Being to bring you to the Heavenly Fiend Hall to meet the Supreme Being.”
Lin Fengmian was puzzled as to why the supreme being of the Heavenly Fiend Hall and the Netherworld Sword Saint were involved. Upon hearing this, he paused.
“You’re saying that you’re here on the orders of the Supreme Being?”
The dragon aura, acting as an extension of Jun Fengyao, stopped its attack on the Netherworld Sword Saint as Lin Fengmian halted.
The Netherworld Sword Saint, thinking that Lin Fengmian was afraid, sneered arrogantly, “Indeed. The Supreme Being has summoned you to the Heavenly Fiend Hall.”
“If you know what’s good for you, come with me peacefully. Otherwise, I’ll have to take you back by force.”
Although his original plan was to capture Lin Fengmian, now that the boy had become a Saint, it was better to trick him into coming.
After all, the Supreme Being only wanted to take him back to the Heavenly Feind Hall, not necessarily by force.
As long as Lin Fengmian entered the Heavenly Fiend Hall, could he escape the supreme being’s grasp?
One had to be flexible and adapt to the situation.
Lin Fengmian frowned. “What does the supreme being want with me?”
The Netherworld Sword Saint had no idea. He was just a messenger.
But he maintained an arrogant demeanor. “You’ll find out when you get there!”
Lin Fengmian sneered coldly, “So you don’t even know? Then you’re useless. Die!”
With a surge of killing intent, countless sword qi erupted from all directions and rushed towards the Netherworld Sword Saint.
Caught off guard by Lin Fengmian’s sudden attack, the Netherworld Sword Saint was hit by several sword qi.
He no longer hesitated and immediately activated his own domain, the Ghostly Nether Domain.
The surroundings were instantly enveloped in a thick mist, filled with an eerie, ghostly aura, as if the real Ghostly Nether had descended upon the world.
The Netherworld Sword Saint shouted in anger, “Boy, what are you doing? Do you want to make an enemy of the Heavenly Fiend Hall?”
He had come to capture Lin Fengmian, but before he could even state his purpose, the boy directly attacked him?
As a member of the Heavenly Fiend Hall in the Northern Abyss, who wouldn’t show him some respect?
This hothead dared to attack directly, did he not know the power of the Heavenly Fiend Pavilion’s supreme being?
Lin Fengmian’s eyes burned with killing intent as he coldly declared, “You liar, stop pretending to be the Netherworld Sword Saint and deceiving others.”
“The Netherworld Sword Saint is a figure of great renown. How could he hide his identity and cause trouble at my Junyan Sacred Emperor’s ascension ceremony?”
While feigning ignorance, Lin Fengmian pressed his attack relentlessly.
This Netherworld Sword Saint had to die. If he didn’t do it, who would make way for Luo Xue?
With time running short, it was rare for such a fool to come knocking on his door while hiding his true identity.
Why would he let this opportunity pass him by? He might as well kill him right now.
The Netherworld Sword Saint panicked and rushed to his defense. “I really am Netherworld Sword Saint! Look at my Netherworld Ghost Sword and this Netherworld Ghost Domain!”
But you can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep.
Lin Fengmian had already made up his mind to kill, and his attacks were merciless.
Seeing Lin Fengmian strike, Jun Fengyao also commanded the Dragon Aura to attack the Netherworld Sword Saint.
The Netherworld Sword Saint never expected that today would be an unlucky day, that he would encounter two madmen who didn’t even show their faces to the supreme being of the Heavenly Devil Pavilion.
He could only desperately fend off the combined attacks of Lin Fengmian and the dragon aura while roaring in anger.
“Ye Xuefeng, Jun Yunshang, are you defying the supreme being and declaring war on Heavenly Fiend Pavilion?”
His figure flickered in and out of existence like a phantom. Countless phantom sword lights surged towards Lin Fengmian, each attack carrying an intense sword qi that was hard to predict.
Hearing his words, Lin Fengmian snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.
He placed a hand on the dragon aura, touched his forehead, and shouted, “Burning Love!”
The resentment from all over the Junyan Empire was forcibly gathered by the Dragon Aura and poured into Lin Fengmian’s body.
The already weakened Dragon Aura was instantly drained of its power and returned to the Sea of Fortune.
Powerless, Jun Fengyao sat on the throne and could only watch the battle in the sky with concern.
Lin Fengmian activated Burning Love for two reasons: to end the battle quickly, and to prevent Jun Fengyao from getting further involved, as the Netherworld Sword Saint reminded him.
He could kill the Netherworld Sword Saint, but it was best if Jun Fengyao didn’t participate.
After a moment, Lin Fengmian opened his pitch black eyes, his strength instantly surging and his strength reaching its peak.
No longer troubled by the phantom sword lights, he could easily distinguish between real and fake.
His figure vanished and suddenly appeared behind the Netherworld Sword Saint, fiercely slashing at his back with a thunderous sword light that illuminated the endless ghost domain.
The Netherworld Sword Saint felt the danger and quickly used his heavenly manifestation, the Netherworld Soul Shadow.
His Dharma form resembled a hundred-zhang ghost shadow, sometimes coalescing into a massive entity, sometimes splitting into countless ghosts.
Each spirit carried a terrifying aura, moving as fast as lightning, like invisible blades, moving flexibly, as if the ghosts of the Netherworld Hell were dancing on the battlefield.
“This move of yours is quite interesting.”
Lin Fengmian’s voice was cold and sinister. A black mist swirled around him, and a hundred-zhang tall Eight Desolations Fiendgod silently appeared in the darkness.
The Netherworld Sword Saint snorted coldly, and the Netherworld Ghost Shadow transformed into countless ghosts, attacking Lin Fengmian.
However, Lin Fengmian was fearless. His sword wings flapped like a black storm, sending violent thunderbolts across the sky.
The Eight Desolations Fiendgod’s four heads were fierce, its sword wings fluttering and its eight arms waving, resembling the king of the endless ghost domain.
The Dharma forms of the two Great Ascension Realm Saints clashed in the air, and the entire battlefield was enveloped by their domains.
Thunder and Netherworld power collided fiercely, lightning flashed, and shadows swayed, like a battle between darkness and light in the heavens and the earth.