Chapter Ninety-Three: The Dark Tomb
Four Black-Robed Figures, all wearing bronze Skeleton Masks, emanated an eerie black aura. The combined Divine Abilities of the four coalesced into a towering Black Serpent, several dozen feet high.
The Black Serpent loomed above, gazing down at Lin Feng, then opened its massive maw and lunged to swallow him whole.
The serpent's gaping mouth was so vast that it nearly covered the entire area in front of the island's stone gate. With no retreat possible, Lin Feng could only brandish his spear and strike at it.
He thrust, jabbed, and struck at the Black Serpent, but each attack felt feeble, as if he were hitting nothing but air.
At that moment, the Black Serpent's enormous mouth opened wide and engulfed Lin Feng entirely.
Inside the serpent's maw, a thick stench of decay filled the air, making him feel nauseous. He continued to swing his spear at the serpent's mouth, desperately trying to pry it open and escape.
After swallowing Lin Feng, the Black Serpent twisted its body rapidly, coiling around itself. The space inside became increasingly constricted and distorted.
A suffocating pressure surged from all directions, as if countless hands were grasping at Lin Feng's limbs, threatening to tear him apart. Clad in Golden Dragon Armor and endowed with incredible Physical Strength, he managed to withstand the immense force without being torn apart.
Lin Feng sheathed his spear and cradled the Blood Devouring Cauldron in his hands. He sliced his finger to draw blood and pressed it against his forehead. The Blood Devouring Cauldron immediately glowed red, resonating with the Stone Pearl within him.
A tremendous power erupted suddenly, forcefully expanding the constricted space around him.
Then Lin Feng charged toward the Black Serpent's mouth while holding the Blood Devouring Cauldron. With a series of loud crashes, he finally forced the serpent to open its jaws and escaped from its decaying interior.
“He got out.”
“His body shows no signs of decay whatsoever.”
"It might be the Golden Dragon Armor that is blocking the power of decay."
The four figures in black whispered, their tones cold and chilling. After finishing their incantation, they formed seals once more, and the Black Serpent lunged at Lin Feng again. This time, the Black Serpent did not open its mouth but instead flew towards Lin Feng at an incredible speed.
Lin Feng dared not retreat beyond the island. The world outside the island was a boundless void, floating endlessly without roots or ground, making escape nearly impossible.
Lin Feng surged upward, leaping over the head of the Black Serpent, then descended with a crash onto the Blood Devouring Cauldron. The Ancient Cauldron collided with the head of the Black Serpent, causing it to emit a painful cry as it fell repeatedly.
Just then, a Black-Robed Figure appeared behind Lin Feng out of thin air. The figure raised a hand arrogantly, and a massive black Palm Seal shot forth, formed from condensed dark energy, striking towards Lin Feng's back.
The Black-Robed Figure exuded an eerie aura, hidden in the night where it was impossible to see clearly.
However, Lin Feng's Divine Consciousness was powerful and sharp enough to sense it. At the moment the figure attacked, Lin Feng extended his right hand to collide with the incoming black handprint.
With a loud bang, an explosion erupted in the darkness. Both Lin Feng and the black-clad figure staggered slightly from the impact.
"What formidable strength," thought the figure in black.
In the night, faint sounds echoed again, like a finger breaking through water. Then another Black-Robed Figure reached out its palm, sending a large Palm Seal filled with dark energy toward Lin Feng's left shoulder.
The third and fourth sounds followed in quick succession.
Four black Palm Seals attacked from all directions; Lin Feng could only block two of them. The remaining two he had to endure with his flesh alone.
With two loud thuds, the black Palm Seals struck Lin Feng's shoulders, causing them to tingle. If it weren't for his Golden Dragon Armor, it would have been far worse than just tingling.
The black Palm Seals from the four Black-Robed Figures were not merely physical attacks. Upon contact with Lin Feng, strange energies began to seep from their palms into his body. These bizarre energies crawled over the Golden Dragon Armor as if searching for an opening to invade Lin Feng's being.
The strange aura, carrying a strong corrosive power, passed over the Xuanjia, causing the Golden Dragon Armor to become mottled with discoloration.
At that moment, the Black Serpent, trapped beneath, angrily shook its head, breaking free from the suppression of the Blood Devouring Cauldron. It then soared into the air and landed on Lin Feng's body.
The serpent's body coiled tightly around Lin Feng, continuously constricting. The immense crushing force enveloped Lin Feng entirely, making it difficult for him to breathe. The mottled discoloration on his Xuanjia began to crack under the combined pressure of the constriction.
Four Peak Experts of the Destiny Realm, along with the Black Serpent, bound Lin Feng so he could not move.
At this time, a burst of golden light shone brightly. From within the Ancient Cauldron, a monkey leaped out. The Spirit Monkey radiated dazzling golden light. It jumped onto Lin Feng's head and grabbed the Black Serpent by its throat, opening its mouth to bite down.
A howl echoed...
The Black Serpent let out a pained cry, its body shaking violently as it released its grip on Lin Feng.
“Spirit Beast.”
The Four Black-Robed Figures saw the Spirit Monkey and their eyes lit up. They each reached out again to grab at the Spirit Monkey.
Four more handprints appeared, surrounding the Spirit Monkey from all directions, preventing its escape. Although the Spirit Monkey had not truly matured and could not compete with a Fate Realization expert, it showed no fear and calmly regarded the four handprints with a hint of disdain in its eyes.
Regardless, Lin Feng would not allow the Spirit Monkey to be harmed first. He clamped his legs around the Blood Devouring Cauldron and thrust upward with all his might, causing the monkey atop his head to evade the attack of the four handprints. However, all eight handprints landed on Lin Feng's body.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Eight solid impacts resonated from various points on Lin Feng's body. Despite wearing the Golden Dragon Armor, he sustained considerable damage. He felt multiple bones within him fracture and coughed up blood, his face turning pale.
The four peak experts of Fate Realization Realm wielded strange Divine Abilities. Their combined strength was enough to surpass that of ten Fate Realization experts from earlier teams like those of the Barbarians or demons.
"With the combined force of the four of us, the body did not perish."
"This person is on the path of physical enlightenment."
The Four Black-Robed Figures gazed coldly at Lin Feng above them.
Lin Feng, bearing the Spirit Monkey, evaded the strike. A crack appeared in his Golden Dragon Armor. Within him, the Stone Pearl once again expelled a dense Chaotic Aura, repairing the Golden Dragon Armor.
The four black-robed figures watched as the crack in the Golden Dragon Armor closed at an astonishing speed. The leader, filled with suspicion, said, "Is there really such a Divine Ability in this world?"
"He has treasures within him," another replied coldly.
"Shall we kill him?"
"Kill!"
Just as the Four Black-Robed Figures were about to strike together, the vanished Moon City Sword suddenly flew out of nowhere, moving at an unimaginable speed as it circled around the Void.
The Four Black-Robed Figures let out a brief grunt before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.
Watching this sudden turn of events, Lin Feng found it hard to believe. The Moon City Sword was incredibly domineering; how had he not noticed it before? He couldn't help but look at the Moon City Sword and discovered that it had undergone a tremendous transformation.
The rust that had covered its blade had completely vanished. It now gleamed a flesh-white color, resembling the Moon in the night sky. On the hilt, a red character for "Moon" was prominently engraved. A chilling and overwhelming aura emanated from the Moon City Sword.
The sword floated in mid-air as if it had gained sentience, no longer under Lin Feng's control. No matter how he commanded it, the Moon City Sword remained still.
"It seems that the Moon City Sword has a deep connection to this place."
Lin Feng leaped down swiftly, quickly extracting the Essence Blood from the forehead of the Four Black-Robed Figures, then dripping it into the Blood Devouring Cauldron. The Blood Devouring Cauldron responded with a low hum, exuding a thick crimson light, seemingly very pleased.
At that moment, the Moon City Sword pierced directly toward the stone door, merging into the circular pattern on it. With a Thunderous Roar echoing loudly, the stone door slowly opened.
Lin Feng quietly watched the massive stone door, listening to the thunderous sound, wondering what lay inside.
As the stone door opened, it revealed an archway made of Stone. Above the door was a line of words: "The Tomb of My Wife, Cold Moon."
"Who is Cold Moon?"
Lin Feng suddenly recalled the term 'Moon Mother' spoken by one of the figures in black robes; it must have referred to a significant figure from the past. With a hint of curiosity, Lin Feng followed the Moon City Sword inside.
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