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Chapter Eighty-Three: Golden Dragon Armor
“Lord Lin, quickly bring the General to me.”
Mo Mo's expression was anxious as she stood within the Ancient Cauldron, tilting her head towards Lin Feng.
“Yes, the Yunlu Xian Sect's Holy Art is unparalleled; it can bring life from death and flesh from bones.”
Lin Feng murmured to himself as he hurriedly carried Tang Jiner towards Mo Mo.
As Mo Mo formed a seal, points of white light began to emanate from her. She gently tapped Tang Jiner's forehead, causing Willow Brows to furrow in concern.
“What’s happening?” Lin Feng asked.
Mo Mo's face was grave as she replied, “In a sense, she is already dead... I can only exhaust my mental energy to keep her soul from dispersing. Lin Feng, if I release my mental energy, I will fall into a deep slumber.”
“Please make sure to take the Lady out,” Mo Mo looked at Lin Feng with a hopeful expression.
Lin Feng nodded firmly, “Don’t worry, I, Lin Feng, will carve out a bloody path today and bring you all out.”
“Lord Lin, you are wonderful,” Mo Mo said, revealing a faint smile that blossomed like a flower. As she formed her seal, pieces of Tang Jiner's Golden Armor began to fall away.
“Lord Lin, I sense that you possess an extremely rare Compatibility Level. Your cultivation is insufficient, but wearing this top-tier Golden Armor can aid the Lady greatly,” Mo Mo spoke softly.
“Alright, but I don’t know the order to wear the Golden Dragon Armor.”
As Lin Feng spoke, he removed his High-Level Battle Armor and placed it into his storage bag. Then, following Mo Mo's instructions, he donned the Golden Armor piece by piece.
The Golden Armor was incredibly heavy; one of its components weighed as much as the entire set of High-Level Battle Armor.
Lin Feng quickly finished putting on the Golden Armor. This armor was known as the Golden Dragon Armor and could only be worn by the descendants of the Tang Empire’s Emperor. On the abdomen of the Golden Dragon Armor was an embossed image of a golden dragon.
Even without sunlight, the Golden Dragon Armor radiated a soft golden light. As Lin Feng infused it with his Vital Energy, the armor emitted dazzling golden brilliance, and an imposing aura immediately spread forth.
Lin Feng suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of power coursing through his body, as if he could push mountains aside. His defenses felt significantly fortified, as if a mountain was standing before him.
At that moment, the Demon Army attacked, a dark mass surrounding Lin Feng and his companions completely.
The Ancient Cauldron expanded in size, perfectly accommodating Mo Mo and Tang Jiner. Tang Jiner lay inside while Mo Mo sat cross-legged, their figures concealed within the Ancient Cauldron.
As Mo Mo activated the Holy Art, a pure, moonlit glow continuously emanated from within the Ancient Cauldron.
A remarkable transformation occurred within Lin Feng as well. Ever since he donned the Golden Dragon Armor, the Stone Pearl inside him vibrated violently before releasing a dense Chaotic Aura.
Previously, the Stone Pearl would emit Chaotic Aura in thin wisps, but at this moment, it flowed forth like a gentle stream, astonishing Lin Feng and leaving him puzzled about the reason behind it.
Simultaneously, the cracks in Lin Feng's Golden Dragon Armor miraculously began to mend. The entire suit not only regained its pristine appearance but also exuded an even more oppressive aura.
The Demon Army had completely surrounded Lin Feng, and their leader was also clad in Golden Dragon Armor. Such high-tier armor was exceedingly rare; there were only two sets on the entire battlefield.
Facing him was Meng Han, the First Demon Disciple of the Demon Clan.
Lin Feng looked up at Meng Han, initially taken aback before regaining his composure. He was surprised to encounter this individual here but quickly realized that as the First Demon Disciple, Meng Han was the prime candidate for killing Tang Jiner.
A fierce killing intent flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he calmly asked, "Did you kill General?"
Meng Han's Golden Dragon Armor bore numerous cracks as well, clearly having endured a life-and-death battle. He replied nonchalantly, "She was strong. I gave it my all but could only fight her to a standstill. On the battlefield, there is never such a thing as a fair fight; two fists cannot match four hands, so she died."
After saying this, Meng Han himself felt somewhat surprised. He was usually taciturn and never explained himself regarding any matter. Yet today, in front of Lin Feng, he took the initiative to clarify that he had no part in General's death. He found himself puzzled by this behavior—not out of fear.
Observing the cracks in Lin Feng's Golden Armor mending on their own, Meng Han felt confused. He couldn't comprehend how this was possible. Crafting top-tier Xuanjia was extremely difficult; once damaged, it would take months for a blacksmith to repair.
"How did he manage to repair the Golden Dragon Armor's cracks in such a short time?" Meng Han wondered silently.
"Who are you?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice, his killing intent palpable and terrifying.
"Meng Han," he replied calmly, "Demon Two, he also goes by the name Tu Jue. Of course, the person you just killed was one of his accomplices."
"Tu Jue, his surname is Tu..."
Lin Feng murmured to himself, suddenly recalling the name Tu. The two must be connected; Tu Jue was out for revenge. Lin Feng looked at Meng Han as he listened to the other batches of the Demon Army gradually closing in. He spoke coolly, "I once saved your life."
"I know," Meng Han replied.
"I want you to repay that debt today."
"But you have three lives here."
"When I let you go that day, I also spared the lives of several members of the Li Family."
Meng Han fell silent. The Demon Clan had gathered such a formidable force today, likely to kill Tang Jiner. He thought for a moment; since Tang Jiner was already dead, their objective was accomplished. Letting go of some inconsequential people should pose no issue.
"Let him through."
With Meng Han's command, his Demon Army spread out to either side, creating a path.
"Thank you."
Lin Feng raised his hand and dashed through the ranks of the Demon Army. He heard the rough breathing of the demon steeds and felt the overwhelming presence of the demon soldiers.
As soon as Meng Han waved his hand, the troops on both sides would close in on Lin Feng. It would be quite difficult for him to break through.
Lin Feng moved swiftly through the Demon Army, fleeing into the distance.
Meng Han watched Lin Feng's figure disappear into the swirling snow and dust. He called out loudly, "All past grievances are hereby resolved. When we meet again, it will only be a matter of life and death."
Lin Feng ran through the vast Snowfield, unsure of where to go. After this battle, the border would completely fall under Jiang Wannian's control; returning now would be tantamount to seeking his own demise.
Boom, boom, boom...
A tremendous roar echoed from ahead, causing the ground to tremble violently. As Lin Feng spread out his Divine Consciousness, he could see snow swirling into massive waves, covering the land. It seemed that behind the snow, there were thousands of horses and men.
Lin Feng had no choice but to halt his advance; he sensed the breath of death closing in. However, behind him, the army of demons was fast approaching, leaving him trapped between two dangers.
The snow and dust ahead suddenly stopped fifty yards in front of Lin Feng, gradually settling to reveal a terrifying sight.
Upon seeing the truth, Lin Feng's scalp tingled with fear.
Before him stood tens of thousands of Barbarian warriors. Clad in animal skins and bearing fierce expressions, they rode not on warhorses but on ferocious beasts—nearly ten thousand of them, each varying in rank.
At the forefront were ten individuals who had reached Fate Realization, each mounted on a Seventh-Grade Beast.
With ten Fate Realization experts and their ten Seven-Stage Beasts, along with the countless troops behind them, Jiang Wannian had orchestrated a grand scheme to kill Tang Jiner. Not only had he colluded with the demon race, but he had also enlisted the Barbarians.
If Tang Jiner were to die at the hands of the demon race, Jiang Wannian could easily report it as a consequence of war. Yet, to guard against even the slightest chance that Tang Jiner might break through the Demon Army, he had resorted to exterminating an entire tribe to eliminate that slim possibility.
"What a formidable villain; only battle can bring him down."
Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh, pondering why the Emperor would send his daughter into such perilous circumstances. Such a tyrant could hardly be dealt with through mere tricks.
Thunderous roars...
A massive commotion erupted from behind as the ground shook violently once more. Lin Feng turned to look; the Demon Army had arrived. Dozens of Cultists led tens of thousands of troops, with over a thousand Armored Soldiers among them.
Between the two armies, Lin Feng felt as insignificant as a sesame seed. For someone at Fate Realization like him, this could easily become a dead end—unless he suddenly entered the Enlightenment Realm and moved through the throngs like strolling through a quiet garden.
The leader of this demon force was Second Demon Apostle Tu Jue. He had united his forces with Breaking Cloud Camp and annihilated General's Camp, Imperial Guard Headquarters, and other human factions that had come to assist. Now he marched forward in pursuit of Tang Jiner.
"You are Lin Feng?" Tu Jue spoke coldly.
"Indeed," Lin Feng replied coldly.
"You may not know this, but I often think of your name. Because you killed my brother, not a day goes by that I don't wish to peel your skin and strip your tendons," Tu Jue slowly spoke, his expression filled with a chilling aura.
Lin Feng calmly responded, "How unfortunate for you. You killed General. I also wish to peel your skin and strip your tendons, along with taking your Essence Blood."
"You think that being at the initial stage of Fate Realization and wearing top-tier armor will allow you to defeat me? Utterly foolish."
With that, Tu Jue waved his hand and commanded, "Armored Soldiers, attack!"
Boom, boom, boom...
Over a thousand Armored Soldiers moved simultaneously, their heavy footsteps causing the ground to tremble. The thousand Armored Soldiers gathered their cultivation on the Xuanjia, and as an overwhelming pressure spread out, countless forces coalesced into a powerful and terrifying aura, turning the surrounding snow and dust into ashes in an instant.
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