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Chapter 164: A Drop of Longing Tears
The thick clouds of the Void gradually dispersed, and the sound of thunder slowly faded away. He Rongsheng had forcefully executed the Divine Sword Thunder Suppression Technique, but due to insufficient Foundation, he could only use it once.
Where Lin Feng stood, the Refined Iron Arena had been struck into a deep pit. This was unprecedented; Lin Feng's figure had vanished from everyone's sight, presumably having fallen into the depths of the pit.
"Is it all over?"
Someone couldn't help but ask.
Lin Miaomiao stood among the crowd, her gaze fixed on that deep pit. She wore a worried expression but showed no signs of agitation. For some reason, Lin Miaomiao felt that Lin Feng's life was intricately connected to hers. Whenever Lin Feng faced true life-threatening danger, she would experience an unbearable pain in her chest.
This time, however, there was no sharp pain; on the surface, Lin Feng seemed unharmed.
Sure enough, Lin Feng burst out from the deep pit. His clothes were tattered, his body covered in blood, and he was completely charred. His hair stood on end, resembling a bird's nest, making him look extremely disheveled and almost comical.
"You still have strength for one more stand."
He Rongsheng looked at Lin Feng with surprise. Even he could not withstand a blow from the Divine Sword Thunder Suppression Technique.
What no one knew was that when that bolt of lightning shattered Lin Feng's Moon City Sword Technique and sent him deep underground, just as he was unable to resist any longer, Spirit Monkey had poked its head out beside him, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the entire bolt of lightning.
Spirit Monkey seemed to enjoy devouring all forms of Divine Ability. It was unclear how much this would enhance its power.
Lin Feng looked at He Rongsheng and said, "You have strained yourself to execute a great Divine Technique; your Vital Energy is nearly depleted. After fighting until now, we are evenly matched."
"Is that so?"
He Rongsheng finished speaking and turned, disappearing into his own manifestation.
Lin Feng stood firm, focusing his mind and remaining vigilant of his surroundings, ready for He Rongsheng's appearance at any moment. After a cup of tea had passed, He Rongsheng suddenly appeared beside Lin Feng. Instead of attacking with his sword, he directly threw out the manifestation behind him.
The Azure Cloud Steed Emerges with Horns manifestation could expand the territory of the Azure Cloud Sect, shrouded in mystery. As this azure cloud enveloped Lin Feng, he instantly vanished from sight.
"Where is this?"
Lin Feng looked around, seeing only dimness and experiencing profound silence. He could not hear any sounds from the outside world.
"Is the Manifestation of Divine Powers capable of being used this way?"
The disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect were stunned by He Rongsheng's actions. They typically used the Azure Cloud Sect's Manifestation of Divine Powers to conceal themselves and then suddenly appear to catch their opponents off guard.
However, no one had ever considered directly pulling their opponent into their own azure cloud manifestation. If one did not possess the Azure Cloud Sect's inheritance, it would mean they could never escape that azure cloud.
Lin Feng steadied himself and remained still. He speculated about where he was. If this truly was a separate space and he had taken a wrong turn, even if he stepped out, he might end up somewhere else entirely.
Without confirming the correct direction, Lin Feng decided to stay put.
Outside the space, He Rongsheng mused to himself, "Let's see how you get out of this. Even if you manage to leave this space, there's no guarantee you'll appear here."
Lin Miaomiao watched in deep concern as Lin Feng faced danger. She distanced herself from the crowd and found a corner to sit down and meditate. Using her extraordinary sensitivity to Vital Energy, she attempted to sense Lin Feng's location.
"Lin Feng, can you hear me?"
As Lin Miaomiao focused her senses, she continuously sent out her Divine Consciousness.
Lin Feng was trapped in a space of uncertainty. Just when he felt lost in thought, he suddenly heard a distant voice. Lin Feng immediately focused all his senses on that sound.
"It’s Miaomiao’s call."
Without hesitation, Lin Feng began to move toward the source of the voice.
Boom! Boom!
Within the confines of this space, Lin Feng continuously struck out, trying to break through and escape. Fate Realization was attempting to establish a new space, but that was an impossible task.
The phenomenon of the Azure Cloud Sect was somewhat mysterious, having inherited some spatial illusions from the Azure Cloud Sect itself.
With the direction now confirmed, Lin Feng unleashed his attacks with abandon. Ultimately, he broke through this space and emerged through a door back onto the Arena.
He Rongsheng looked at Lin Feng's sudden appearance with a hint of surprise on his face. He had not intended for such an illusory space to trap Lin Feng; rather, he had deliberately moved this space outside the Arena, hoping that when Lin Feng broke free, he would land outside and thus be defeated.
He never expected that Lin Feng's perception of direction would be so clear. Defying the odds, Lin Feng returned to the Arena and struck back with force.
As the battle reached its climax, both fighters were beginning to feel exhausted, their breaths becoming labored.
"He Rongsheng said, 'Lin Feng, I must admit you have impressed me. But no matter what, today you can only face defeat.'"
After finishing his words, He Rongsheng closed his third eye and opened it once more. A destructive aura began to envelop the entire Refined Iron Arena. He Rongsheng was prepared to unleash his forbidden power to determine the outcome once and for all.
However, the power of his gaze was overwhelming and could potentially take lives.
Lin Feng dared not look directly at it; he leaped backward with all his might to maintain maximum distance from He Rongsheng. His palm tightly gripped a drop of Longing Tears. Whether it could withstand the forbidden power of He Rongsheng's gaze depended solely on Longing Tears.
"Lin Feng, prepare to face me."
With a fierce gaze, a blinding golden beam shot from He Rongsheng's third eye, hurtling toward Lin Feng at terrifying speed.
Lin Feng's heart raced; he dared not use the Yunlu Xian Sect's Holy Art to deceive. In front of that eye, it was highly likely to backfire. Without hesitation, he unleashed Longing Tears.
A blue Ninth-Grade Longsword flew out from Longing Tears. The sword danced in the air, executing the Azure Cloud Sword Technique, carrying immense power as it struck toward the golden beam.
When...
The beam of light collided with the Blue Longsword, producing a crisp metallic sound. However, the Ninth-Grade Blue Longsword did not shatter; instead, it curved back and returned to Longing Tears.
At the same time, another sword flew out from Longing Tears.
The Elder Steward of Qingyun Sect recognized the Blue Longsword and couldn't help but exclaim, "That's my senior brother's Wild Grass Sword."
Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.
The Elder Steward's senior brother was named Chen Huanyun, a rare talent in swordsmanship. He was one of the first disciples of Azure Cloud Sect to enter the Master Realm. It was rumored that he had already one foot in the Cave Profound Realm and was about to become the youngest inheritor of Azure Cloud Sect.
Some even said that Chen Huanyun was the most capable candidate to take over as Azure Cloud Sect Master.
Later on, during his peak period, Chen Huanyun suddenly vanished from the Nine Provinces. Only the disciples of Azure Cloud Sect knew that he had become a fallen old man, guarding the sect's ancestral hall.
"How did my senior brother's sword end up in his hands?" the Azure Cloud Sect Enforcer Elder asked in confusion.
Azure Cloud Sect Master Helan Mountain rarely spoke but remarked, "No wonder when Yun returned from his journey that year, he seemed lost and devoid of fighting spirit. It turns out he went to challenge Lin Bai. Not only did he lose to Lin Bai, but he also had his sword taken away."
He Rongsheng suddenly felt a surge of killing intent.
His master was Chen Huanyun. He had heard that in his prime, his master was spirited and ambitious, unmatched in the world. He was also the one who had won first place in the Jiu Zhou Gathering. He was the only one from Lin Bai's generation to have topped all three lists of the Jiu Zhou Gathering.
Then, inexplicably, his master had become a drunkard, an old fool. It turned out that Sword Saint Lin Bai was the instigator behind this.
This was not only his master's disgrace but also a humiliation for the Azure Cloud Sect and for himself.
"Leave that sword," He Rongsheng said coldly.
"Which one?" Lin Feng deliberately asked back. At that moment, a second sword was drawn.
The second sword was a simple black Iron Sword. The Iron Sword unleashed a series of unadorned Sword Techniques, striking against the forbidden divine might, causing the golden beam of light to pause momentarily once again.
"This is my brother's sword from Divine General Manor," the instructor from Divine General Manor couldn't help but stand up and say.
"Nianqing's Northern Xuan Sword?" Elder Steward of Qingyun Sect inquired.
"Exactly. My senior brother was a prodigy who ranked first in the last Jiu Zhou Gathering's Martial Examination under Chen Huanyun. He is also the only one from Divine General Manor to have ever achieved first place in the Martial Examination. His talent is unparalleled within Divine General Manor. In the past, he carried all our hopes."
"He was obsessed with swordsmanship. After the Jiuzhou Gathering Conference, he left Divine General Manor and has not returned since, with no news at all," the instructor from Divine General Manor sighed.
Elder Steward of Qingyun Sect said, "In that case, he must have gone to challenge Lin Bai and ultimately lost. The long sword ended up in Lin Bai's hands."
"I see." The instructor from Divine General Manor couldn't help but feel furious. "Lin Feng, I ask you, where is my senior brother now? Is he dead or alive?"
Lin Feng had no time to manage him. He Rongsheng's gaze, imbued with a forbidden power, carried a destructive aura that could lead to his immediate demise if not countered.
He summoned two Ninth-Rank Swords, preventing the golden light from dissipating. This demonstrated just how terrifying its power was.
At that moment, Lin Feng threw out a third Ninth-Grade Flying Sword. It was a bronze, ancient-looking longsword. With simple yet brutal Sword Techniques, it flew toward the golden beam of power.
Clang...
The sword clashed with the golden light, causing it to momentarily freeze. Signs of collapse began to appear in He Rongsheng's gaze.
"That's Qi Ji's sword," Cold Rain, standing beside the Martial Emperor, couldn't help but exclaim.
The Martial Emperor turned and asked, "Is that Qi Ji, the master of Qijian Pavilion?"
"Yes, Martial Emperor," came the reply.
"I didn't expect even Qi Ji would be defeated by Lin Bai. It seems Lin Bai has already stepped into the realm of Foundation," pondered Helan Mountain, the leader of Qingyun Sect.
Qi Ji was a legend of the Jiuzhou Continent. He single-handedly upheld the Qi State. After the fall of Qi State, Qi Ji perished as well, and the Disciple of the Qi Sword Pavilion fled far away.
Qi Wan'er, a Disciple of the Qi Sword Pavilion, was one of the most renowned among the Four Great Masters after Lin Bai, alongside Cold Rain, Guan Family, and Xiao Mi.
"Lin Bai is this strong now?!" Cold Rain thought to herself. Lin Bai was her target to chase after. Those who had fallen at his hands were all formidable predecessors.
Helan Mountain remarked, "I wondered how he could summon so many precious swords. It turns out he brought along the Sword Pool, a treasure of Solitary Moon City. Lin Bai certainly has great ambitions. Could it be that Lin Feng is his illegitimate son?"
It was rumored that Solitary Moon City possessed a Sword Pool. Inside were not only swords forged by Solitary Moon City but also those belonging to challengers who had failed in their attempts against Solitary Moon City.
Qi Ji, Nianqing, Chen Huanyun… each of them was once a top-tier powerhouse. After their challenges against Lin Bai ended in failure, their treasured swords fell into the Sword Pool of Solitary Moon City.
Then, Lin Feng threw out the fourth, fifth, sixth swords… all of them were Ninth-Rank Swords. Each sword belonged to someone of great significance.
Sword Saint Lin Bai was the foremost master of Jiuzhou Swordsmanship. The swords left behind by defeated opponents carried the name of the Sword Saint, and that is how they came to be.
“If the Sword Pool is in hand, it wouldn’t be surprising to summon so many treasured swords. What’s strange is how Lin Feng possesses so many sects’ Sword Techniques,” Cold Rain asked in confusion.
For this battle today, to become the champion of the Nine Provinces Martial Arts Competition, to be another first-time champion in Jiuzhou, to achieve first place in the Examination and Martial Examination, and to be the young supreme with three firsts on the boards.
Lin Feng had prepared for a long time. He borrowed all the sects’ Sword Techniques from the Guan Family just for today. This was Lin Feng’s trump card. (To be continued…)
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