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Chapter 167: The Punishment of Words
Lin Feng carefully cradled Magenta in his arms and placed her gently into the Blood Devouring Cauldron. His heart was so pained that it felt numb. His hatred was so deep that it rendered him silent.
"Today, no matter what, I cannot die," Lin Feng clenched his fists and silently vowed.
As Lin Feng spoke with Magenta, the battle raged on without pause.
The sky was thick with dark clouds, and endless lightning surged through the air, far surpassing the Divine Sword Thunder Suppression Technique previously unleashed by He Rongsheng. Meanwhile, Lin Miaomiao floated in the Void. The Vital Energy from the earth surged wildly into her body, forming a vortex.
At that moment, Lin Miaomiao's cultivation was rising at a terrifying speed.
"Enlightenment!"
On the Viewing Platform, Cold Rain couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.
At this moment, Lin Miaomiao was actually breaking through to the level of Enlightenment. For a Fate Realization Walker, it would take decades of cultivation to even touch the realm of Enlightenment.
Yet today, Lin Miaomiao's actions shocked the world. Even a Grandmaster like Cold Rain was moved. Such talent was rare throughout history.
There had been no one like her before, and there would likely be no one like her again.
Lin Miaomiao had truly cultivated to this point in just four years.
Cultivation is a path against the natural order, seizing creation from the earth. When one reaches Enlightenment, they face punishment; only true masters can successfully attain it. Disciples attempting to break through to Enlightenment usually prepare for years in advance and require protection from elders of their sect to withstand the punishment.
Lin Miaomiao's reckless attempt to break through to Enlightenment could very well lead to her demise under the punishment of lightning.
However, it was all too late; the punishment had already descended upon the world.
The Martial Emperor, Helan Mountain, and the Divine General Manor's Sovereign, Li Jing, had left this place early to avoid the impending doom. Cold Rain, the Guan Family, and Qi Wan'er, along with Xiao Mi and the Four Grandmasters hidden in the shadows, also managed to escape in time.
The punishment that fell upon the world was not aimed solely at Lin Miaomiao. Anyone within its reach would face the same level of destruction from the wrath of cultivation.
Many elders and disciples rushed to flee. Some were not quick enough and fell into the sea of thunder.
Before long, many things ceased to exist.
The Refined Iron Arena was instantly reduced to ashes.
Among the halls, only the main hall had a powerful defensive formation. The other secondary halls turned to dust.
The ground cracked everywhere.
Ah...
An elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect, who was closest to Lin Miaomiao and had just attacked her, realized too late that something was wrong. By the time he tried to withdraw and escape, it was already too late.
The elder of the Flowing Cloud Sect fell into the sea of thunder, enduring an overwhelming force of lightning that caused him to scream in agony. Ultimately, he was reduced to nothingness, disappearing from this world.
Ah ah ah ah...
Many who failed to escape suffered under countless bolts of lightning in the sea. One by one, their bodies exploded, and their Primordial Spirits shattered into oblivion.
How many could withstand such power?
This was also the reason for preparing for years to challenge the Enlightenment realm. The power of punishment was terrifying beyond description. Without absolute certainty, no one dared to recklessly confront the challenge.
An elder from the Flowing Cloud Sect perished in a terrifying storm of lightning and thunder. Even the peaks in that area were gradually destroyed, slowly flattened by the overwhelming force of punishment.
However, the most intense part of the punishment was not caused by the elder from the Flowing Cloud Sect. Instead, it stemmed from Lin Feng's Blood Devouring Cauldron.
A surge of electric light, so terrifying it was suffocating, wildly poured into the Blood Devouring Cauldron. It seemed as if the Blood Devouring Cauldron was the greatest demon in existence, demanding its destruction and annihilation.
The Blood Devouring Cauldron spontaneously emitted a rich red glow, astonishingly absorbing the Essence Blood of those cultivators who were on the brink of death around it. Most of them were Fate Realization realm cultivators, along with several elders from the Enlightenment Realm.
After absorbing a large amount of Essence Blood, the glow of the Blood Devouring Cauldron intensified, burning like a blazing sun.
The punishment here was so terrifying that it directly flattened an entire mountain peak and continued to penetrate deeper, creating a massive pit.
In the distance, Helan Mountain felt no sorrow for its sect being utterly destroyed. Instead, it looked at the Blood Devouring Cauldron with even greater fervor.
"This cauldron is actually refining itself amidst this punishment. Just enduring one lightning tribulation has surpassed the might of a Ninth-Grade Treasure. Truly, it is a treasure made from Imperial Artifact material, unmatched in this world," Helan Mountain thought to itself, fixated on obtaining the Shoushan Bronze Cauldron at all costs.
Even as some mountains turned into flatlands and the entire foundation of Azure Cloud Sect was obliterated, as long as they could acquire the Shoushan Copper, it would be enough.
At that moment, Martial Emperor and Helan Mountain separated and stood in different directions. He too was fixated on the Shoushan Copper, his eyes revealing a strong desire.
The Divine General Manor's Sovereign Li Jing felt similarly.
An Imperial Artifact could only be truly understood by those who had reached their level of cultivation. Since Emperor Huang's time, there had been no one else who could claim to be an emperor.
Thus, possessing an Imperial Artifact meant being invincible across the nine provinces.
It is said that the year Emperor Huang died, an Apocalyptic War broke out between the realms. Almost all Imperial Artifacts were destroyed in the chaos. To this day, no sect has been known to possess an Imperial Artifact as a guardian treasure.
The might of an Imperial Artifact is unparalleled, akin to a strike from an emperor, capable of piercing the earth and slaying gods and demons.
At this moment, only the three at Helan Mountain recognized that the Shoushan Copper was a treasure made from the material of an Imperial Artifact. Cold Rain and the Four Grandmasters merely felt that the Ancient Cauldron was extraordinary, mistakenly believing it to be a Sacred Artifact. Despite their doubts about why someone like their master could not remain calm, they could not fathom that what lay before them was a treasure made from the material of an Imperial Artifact.
Above Lin Feng's head floated a white chess piece. The chess piece spanned ten zhang in diameter, resembling an umbrella, hovering above Lin Feng and shielding him from punishment.
Beside Lin Feng, Lin Miaomiao nestled close to him.
Lin Miaomiao had suffered greatly from the punishment's force, her breath weak to the extreme. Had it not been for Earth Qi continuously flowing into her body to heal her wounds, she would have long since perished.
Lin Feng gazed at the white chess piece above him and thought of Elder Ji.
On that day when he faced his own calamity, he had received a white chess piece for protection. Lin Feng had been skeptical, thinking Elder Ji was deceiving him, using a mere broken piece to fool him into believing it was a treasure.
He had clearly thrown that chess piece away that day, yet it continued to follow him.
This filled Lin Feng with gratitude. Amidst destruction, he witnessed both the ugliness and beauty of humanity.
Holding Miaomiao tightly, he looked around at the endless lightning. His eyes reflected a complex emotion as he recalled the fearless Crimson Figure.
"I, Magenta, am but a moth drawn to flame. And you, my lord, are that flame in my destiny."
Magenta's words echoed repeatedly in Lin Feng's mind as she faced her end.
"Though I am not one who kills beautiful women, it is because of me that she died. I am guilty."
After receiving an abundance of Vital Energy for healing, Lin Miaomiao finally opened her eyes. She looked around at the terrifying sea of thunder, her heart filled with dread. However, upon seeing the white chess piece above her, Lin Miaomiao asked, "What is this?"
"It's a magical artifact gifted by Ji Senior. He foresaw today's calamity. Ji Senior is the old man who helped us with our fortune on the streets of Chang'an that day," Lin Feng replied.
At that moment, both Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao felt a sense of calm. Having experienced life and death multiple times, their fear had reached its peak, and their anger had burned intensely.
Now, nothing seemed truly frightening anymore. At most, it was just death.
"We owe Magenta an apology."
Thinking of Magenta, Lin Miaomiao's expression turned pained as she spoke in a low voice, "If I hadn't left in anger that night, you wouldn't have come after me. If you had let her be, even if she died today, it would have been without regret."
"Yet she suffered because of us. Today, she dies because of us," Lin Miaomiao said, feeling her heart ache once more, unable to suppress a cough.
Lin Feng held Lin Miaomiao's hands tightly.
"Miaomiao, listen to me. This is all fate's doing; it is not our fault. In this life, we will do everything we can to bring Magenta back to life. Do you believe me?"
"Yes. I believe in you, Lin Feng. In this world, I only trust you," Lin Miaomiao said as she looked into Lin Feng's warm and gentle eyes, feeling much more at ease.
When a woman is weak, a man must be strong. When a woman hesitates, a man must be decisive. When a woman feels guilty, a man must bear it all.
This is love!
Howl...
At that moment, the Spirit Monkey emerged from Miaomiao's storage bag. The power of the punishment was gradually dissipating and was no longer as terrifying as it had been at first. Yet still, no one dared to step into the fray.
The Spirit Monkey dashed into the punishment zone, opening its mouth to swallow the electric sparks. Its entire body shone with a golden light, resembling a radiant sun. The Spirit Monkey endured excruciating pain, unable to help but pound its chest, producing a thunderous drumming sound.
Lin Feng watched the Spirit Monkey and noticed that it had grown quite a bit. It used to be only as long as his arm, but now, standing upright, it could reach his chest.
"When did you get a monkey?" Lin Miaomiao asked, leaning against Lin Feng's shoulder.
Lin Feng replied, "I took it in back in Qingshan Town. It has quite the background."
"How significant?"
Lin Miaomiao asked with a playful smile. She understood that after the calmness of punishment, an even stronger storm would come. Too many cultivators had perished under the punishment.
How could those so-called righteous people let both her and Lin Feng go?
Since they couldn't escape, they might as well enjoy this rare moment of fleeting happiness.
"It’s a Spirit Monkey," Lin Feng explained. "Its mother lived for nearly ten thousand years. Even if my master stood before its mother, he would still be just a child."
"Truly impressive," Lin Miaomiao feigned surprise, sticking out her tongue.
Lin Feng chuckled at Lin Miaomiao's playful expression, feeling warmth in his heart. With such a confidante in this life, what more could he ask for?
The Spirit Monkey had consumed too many electric sparks and stumbled back to Lin Feng like it was drunk. It glanced at Lin Feng and then grinned at Lin Miaomiao with a toothy smile.
"Wow, this monkey is lively! It knows you're the main character," Lin Feng praised.
Lin Miaomiao laughed and said, "Come here, let me hug you. What’s your name?"
"Actually, I haven't named it yet," Lin Feng replied.
Lin Miaomiao looked at the sea of thunder and thought for a moment, then said, "Winter thunder rumbles, summer rain falls like snow; the earth aligns, daring to sever ties with you. Let's call it that."
Lin Feng repeated the name, finding it quite pleasing to the ear. He then patted Spirit Monkey on the head and said, "Now you finally have a name. Don't forget to thank Miaomiao."
Oh, oh, oh...
Spirit Monkey excitedly called out to Lin Miaomiao and then suddenly collapsed. It had absorbed too much electric energy and now fell into a deep slumber. When it awakens, its strength will reach astonishing levels. (To be continued...)
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