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Chapter Eighty-Four: Battle
Lin Feng stood between the two armies, as if positioned between two towering mountains. The oppressive aura from both sides was palpable. This was the core battlefield of battle, a life-and-death struggle.
Compared to the current situation, Lin Feng's previous experiences on the battlefield seemed trivial. Tang Jiner had persevered in such a grand arena until now, holding on until the very last moment.
Moreover, during Tang Jiner's battle, there was also a figure clad in Golden Armor—the First Demon Disciple.
"Since you have fallen, I shall fight in your stead and show the demon race the splendor of my people," Lin Feng declared.
With his left hand raised, holding one corner of the Ancient Cauldron, and his right hand tightly gripping the Moon City Sword, he faced a thousand charging Armored Soldiers. Instead of retreating, he charged forward.
Diving downwards, Lin Feng moved with such speed that he left no afterimage behind, almost vanishing as if teleporting. He reappeared right in front of the Demon Clan Armored Soldiers' ranks.
"Is this the explosive power of the Golden Dragon Armor? Excellent," Lin Feng thought, feeling a surge of confidence as his eyes sparkled with determination.
The thousand Armored Soldiers advanced like a mountain, yet Lin Feng was like a diamond drill; instead of being swept away or crushed by the Demon Clan Armored Soldiers, he drilled through their ranks, creating a path and pushing deeper without resistance.
Surrounded by Demon Clan Armored Soldiers, countless blades slashed and stabbed at Lin Feng. With the protection of the Golden Dragon Armor, he felt that these attacks could only graze his skin and could not penetrate into his flesh or harm his internal organs.
"The defense of the Golden Dragon Armor is impressive," Lin Feng mused.
His confidence soared even higher as he disregarded defense entirely, wildly swinging the Moon City Sword and cutting down everything in his path. One by one, the bodies of Demon Clan Armored Soldiers fell before him. Behind him, blood flowed freely, forming a crimson path.
Lin Feng, confident in his Golden Dragon Armor, was ready to carve a bloody path to escape. But before fleeing, he intended to kill one person. That person's name was Tu Jue.
Amidst the ranks of the Demon Clan Armored Soldiers, Lin Feng ran tirelessly, killing mercilessly as he gradually approached the Second Demon Apostle, Tu Jue. When he was only a few dozen yards away, Lin Feng suddenly soared into the air like a majestic eagle spreading its wings. With the Moon City Sword in hand, he transformed into a golden meteor, piercing toward Tu Jue.
"Seeking death," Tu Jue scoffed coldly. His gaze sharpened, and vital energy surged within him, coalescing behind him into the form of a ferocious beast.
Lin Feng recognized this beast; it was Zhu Yan.
Roar...
Zhu Yan stood several dozen feet tall, towering over Lin Feng like a skyscraper. Compared to the Ancient Beast manifestation he had once summoned, Zhu Yan was several times taller and exuded an even more oppressive aura of dominance.
Zhu Yan lifted its foot and stood before Tu Jue. Each step it took caused the ground to tremble.
With a fierce expression, Zhu Yan watched as Lin Feng approached and swung its massive paw toward him.
Feeling as if a dark mountain was crashing down upon him, Lin Feng had no choice but to change direction and thrust the Moon City Sword toward Zhu Yan's giant paw.
This strike gathered the power of the Golden Dragon Armor, causing the sword energy to surge like a rainbow, piercing through the void like a solid beam of light aimed at Zhu Yan's hand.
The Moon City Sword was unmatched in sharpness. Upon contact with Zhu Yan's paw, it sizzled and burned as it gradually pierced through the enormous hand before breaking through entirely.
Howl...
Zhu Yan let out a painful scream, his voice booming like thunder, sending chills down the spines of those who heard it.
"What a fine Broken Sword; I shall take this sword for myself."
With that, Tu Jue leaped into the air and vanished into Zhu Yan's forehead. Then, Zhu Yan raised his hand, summoning a massive axe that appeared in his grasp. He swung the giant axe fiercely at Lin Feng, who desperately dodged in mid-air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The giant axe struck empty air repeatedly, creating violent sounds as it sliced through the atmosphere. At times, when the axe struck the ground, it caused the earth to tremble and crack, leaving behind enormous fissures several feet deep and half a foot wide.
Lin Feng moved like a swallow, agilely darting through the air until he positioned himself behind Zhu Yan. With a swift motion, he thrust his sword into the back of Zhu Yan's head.
In a shocking turn of events, Zhu Yan's entire head twisted around, his face now facing Lin Feng. He then swung the giant axe down upon Moon City Sword.
Clang!
The jarring sound of their collision rang out, sparks flying like lightning.
Lin Feng felt an immense force strike him, sending him flying backward. He flipped through the air several times before finally regaining his balance. Fortunately, the Golden Armor provided remarkable protection, and he suffered no serious injuries.
Tu Jue looked at Lin Feng with some surprise; that blow had left his right hand, which gripped the giant axe, tingling as if he had struck a mountain peak.
"I can't match him in brute strength; I must focus on a concentrated strike."
With determination set in his mind, Lin Feng gathered all his Vital Energy into Moon City Sword. He became one with the sword, transforming into a golden beam of light that shot toward Zhu Yan.
The speed of the golden pillar of light was too fast for Zhu Yan to evade; he could only raise his giant axe to block it.
Clang...
The Moon City Sword struck against the giant axe, producing an even sharper and more piercing sound. Lin Feng, wielding the Moon City Sword, forced the towering Zhu Yan to retreat step by step.
At the same time, mottled marks appeared on the giant axe, gradually being destroyed by the Moon City Sword.
Zhu Yan continued to retreat until he suddenly stomped his foot onto the ground, creating a pit over ten feet deep, which finally allowed him to withstand Lin Feng's fierce assault.
The members of the Demon Clan, including those watching, felt a chill run down their spines. They knew well of Second Demon Apostle Zhu Yan's might, capable of moving mountains. Yet now he was being pushed back by the seemingly insignificant Lin Feng.
"This Broken Sword is quite extraordinary; I must have it."
Tu Shuang, holding an axe, defended against Lin Feng's intense attacks.
"One-handed strikes have their limitations."
Lin Feng had gained the upper hand but suddenly leaped back, giving up his advantage. Then he surged upward, soaring hundreds of feet into the air, and dove downwards with his entire Vital Energy coalescing into an Ancient Cauldron.
The Ancient Cauldron was enormous, akin to a mountain, not much smaller than Zhu Yan himself, radiating a dazzling golden light that was blinding to behold.
With a thunderous crash, the Ancient Cauldron descended as if someone had thrown down a mountain upon Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan looked up, angrily shouting at the shimmering golden light of the Ancient Cauldron. Then, gripping his massive axe, he swung it towards the Ancient Cauldron.
Suddenly...
An unprecedented sound of impact echoed, shattering the eardrums of the low-ranking Soldiers of the demon race, causing blood to flow from their ears as they were forced to retreat a mile to avoid the chaos.
Meanwhile, the low-ranking Cultivators of the Barbarians formed a formation. As their cultivation circulated, thousands of ancient energies converged together, creating a massive earthy light circle that enveloped the entire Barbarian army.
Here, the cold winds ceased; entering this place meant certain doom.
Here, the falling snow melted upon contact.
This place was no longer the Snowfield. Within a hundred feet centered around Lin Feng, the accumulated snow turned to ashes, and the ground sank beneath them.
Zhu Yan's full-force strike did not manage to lift the descending Ancient Cauldron. The momentum of the Ancient Cauldron was unstoppable, crushing down on his massive axe and landing heavily on Zhu Yan's shoulder.
With a roar of defiance, Zhu Yan retracted his axe and grasped both legs of the Golden Ancient Cauldron with his hands. His legs bent as he pressed down hard against the ground, causing it to crack and sink beneath him, just enough to counteract the downward force of the Ancient Cauldron.
Then, twisting at his waist and exerting all his strength, Zhu Yan attempted to throw the Ancient Cauldron away.
The Blood Devouring Cauldron, Lin Feng's Destiny Artifact, was being used for the first time today. The Ancient Cauldron still bore Mo Mo's psychic barrier that isolated its Divine Ability, preventing any Fate Realization cultivator from discerning its true essence.
Lin Feng sat cross-legged atop the Ancient Cauldron, eyes closed in meditation. Vital Energy continuously surged from within him into the massive Ancient Cauldron below.
"I cannot use the Manifestation of Divine Powers, so I can only burn my Vital Energy to create my own vision."
However, Lin Feng's direct burning of Vital Energy to merge with the Destiny Artifact and manifest the Golden Ancient Cauldron's vision lacked the transformation of the Vision Technique, significantly reducing its power.
The astonishing might displayed now was not solely due to Lin Feng burning his Vital Energy. Instead, it was a slight emanation of the Shoushan Bronze Cauldron's own power, combined with the Stone Pearl within him absorbing and nourishing Chaotic Energy.
Zhu Yan desperately swung the Ancient Cauldron, only to find it as heavy as a mountain, not moving an inch.
"What a powerful aura."
Tu Jue couldn't help but exclaim, then without hesitation activated his Demonic Blood Power. A terrifying pressure instantly spread out, erupting like a volcano.
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