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Chapter 5: Destruction of the White Jade Pagoda
Lin Feng sneered, "What do you believe about me? You’re my grandson; why don’t you call me grandpa and see how it sounds?"
"You..."
Jiang Wannian was left speechless, never expecting that a mere ant from his past could now be so powerful, flaunting his strength right before him.
"If it weren't for this spirit beast, you'd be nothing but an ant in my presence," Jiang Wannian retorted, unwilling to accept the situation.
Lin Feng did not respond. He focused once more on his cultivation and summoned Longing Tears for the second time. Dozens of Ninth-Rank Swords, carrying devastating power, descended upon Jiang Wannian.
Jiang Wannian summoned an object—a pagoda. The pagoda was entirely white like jade, radiating a soft glow as it projected a shadow over Jiang Wannian.
Dozens of Ninth-Grade Treasures struck the shadow of the pagoda, producing sharp sounds of destruction that made the tower's shadow tremble above Jiang Wannian's head.
Eventually, as the power of the swords was exhausted, they flew back and returned to Longing Tears.
"What a pity."
Lin Feng sighed lightly. Although the shadow on Jiang Wannian remained faint, it ultimately did not disappear. His foundation had become a fatal shortcoming. If he were at the Master Realm, this strike might have shattered the spirit artifact pagoda. If he were a Grandmaster, Lin Feng was confident he could easily kill Jiang Wannian.
The battle between them turned bloody. The Blood Devouring Cauldron trembled violently, attempting to escape from Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng forcibly suppressed it, keeping it within his Sea of Consciousness.
"The Blood Devouring Cauldron craves the taste of blood. But if it can't reveal itself, then let it absorb this blood within me."
Lin Feng activated his technique, and within the Sea of Consciousness, the Blood Devouring Cauldron began to consume Chaotic Energy and blood-red essence. Then, all the blood flowing on the ground rose into the air. It coalesced into streams that surged toward Lin Feng from all directions.
From a distance, countless streams of blood resembled worms as they burrowed into Lin Feng's brain. The scene was horrifying, leaving onlookers pale. All this blood was absorbed by the Ancient Cauldron.
Whenever a practitioner above Fate Realization died, the Ancient Cauldron would absorb their Essence Blood, etching a human-shaped image on its walls. The higher the Foundation of the deceased practitioner, the more pronounced the image would be.
At that moment, Lin Feng was unconcerned with any cultivation methods. All he desired was strength, indifferent to anyone's opinions.
During the Jiuzhou Gathering Conference held in Gaojing, elders from the Azure Cloud Sect and others accused him of being a demon in order to kill him and seize the Ancient Cauldron.
A powerful Dao Seeking Realm practitioner killed a disciple of Fate Realization. In all of Gaojing, where various sects from across Jiuzhou had gathered, not a single person stepped forward to uphold justice; everyone was eager to obtain the Shoushan Bronze Cauldron.
In that instant, Lin Feng understood that strength was everything.
The disciples of Divine Ruins were renowned throughout Jiuzhou not merely because of their name but because each one was exceptionally strong. Only those who were truly powerful could disregard any doubts and act without needing to explain themselves.
The Second Senior Brother appeared in Gaojing, and there were those who questioned his identity. Yet he said nothing about it and did not reveal his origin from Divine Ruins. He simply silenced everyone with his Eyebrow-Height Staff.
"Good and evil lie in the heart, not in appearance."
This was a saying from the Second Senior Brother that Lin Feng etched into his heart.
Lin Feng resumed his cultivation; although he had not returned to his peak form, he once again unleashed Longing Tears. Dozens of Ninth-Rank Swords descended upon Jiang Wannian with tremendous force.
Combined with the terrifying impact of the Tower Shadow, their joint power finally exhausted the radiance of the White Jade Pagoda, revealing cracks. With a powerful punch, Lin Feng shattered the White Jade Pagoda.
With a splatter…
Jiang Wannian suffered backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, there was no chance for him to catch his breath as the relentless and formidable Diamond Fist continued its fierce assault.
Lin Feng hurriedly focused on recovering his cultivation, preparing to deliver another powerful strike against Jiang Wannian. His cultivation was two ranks lower than the Foundation level. If not for the fact that all his cultivation was condensed into a single blow, he would not be able to pose a threat to a Master Realm cultivator like Walker.
After enduring three full-force strikes from Lin Feng, Jiang Wannian had sustained some injuries, and his battle with the Spirit Monkey had turned from an advantage to a disadvantage. If this continued, he would eventually be defeated.
However, time was of the essence; the battlefield was not a mere contest.
Lin Feng's current cultivation allowed him to actively absorb the Chaotic Energy from the Chaos Pearl within him. Coupled with his unparalleled physical strength, he could absorb Earth Qi at an astonishing speed to recover his cultivation. Nevertheless, it still could not compare to the Ethereal Body.
Just as Lin Feng's cultivation was nearly restored and he was preparing to strike, he noticed First Demon General Heishan arriving with a large army. Lin Feng immediately changed direction to intercept Heishan.
Allied Commander Wind Spirit also saw Heishan's main force moving toward the left flank. Taking the initiative, he waved his banner and directed the entire army to transform from a long line into a cone shape, with Lin Feng positioned at the tip of the cone.
Seeing tens of thousands of soldiers reinforcing their ranks, Lin Feng no longer worried about insufficient manpower. However, Heishan's cultivation was formidable and deadly; only Lin Feng could stand in his way.
"Go."
The dozens of Ninth-Rank Swords originally intended for Jiang Wannian were now all aimed at the approaching Heishan. As Lin Feng unleashed his full power, exhausting all his Vital Energy while condensing the boundless Vital Energy from the earth beneath him.
Each Ninth-Rank Sword carried terrifying power of Vital Energy, creating a beautiful trail of energy behind them.
As Heishan arrived, he saw dozens of Ninth-Rank Swords piercing toward him and was taken aback. Without hesitation, he activated his Demonic Blood Power and summoned the Demon Clan Manifestation.
An Ancient Beast towering like a half-mountain appeared behind First Demon General Heishan. This Ancient Beast resembled both a tiger and an ox, sporting wings and spiky fur. It was none other than Ancient Beast Qiongqi.
Just as the dozens of Ninth-Rank Swords were about to strike Heishan, they suddenly vanished into thin air.
"What is happening?"
Lin Feng and Heishan both had questions swirling in their minds. Lin Feng realized that not only had dozens of Ninth-Rank Swords vanished, but the Longing Tears in his hand slipped away, transforming into a wisp of emerald light that darted into the void, disappearing in an instant.
"It was my master who took it."
Lin Feng speculated, feeling a heavy weight settle in his heart. At this moment, the Sword Saint Senior taking Longing Tears indicated that he was facing tremendous trouble.
In the entire Yang Prefecture, who could possibly confront the Sword Saint Senior?
It was only then that Lin Feng recalled the Demon Barbarian Army's assault on the Tang Dynasty and wondered why there had been no news of the Sword Saint appearing to defend against it. It seemed he had been intercepted by someone.
"Who could it be? Is Solitary Moon City in danger?"
Lin Feng's first thought was of the Fire Departure Sect. With Jiang Wannian's betrayal, and being the oldest elder of the Fire Departure Sect, just beneath the Sovereign, he was the most likely candidate to inherit the next Sovereign title.
The only one capable of obstructing the Sword Saint would probably be the Flame Sect Leader.
Among the three major Cultivation Sects in Yang Prefecture, with Fire Departure Sect and Solitary Moon City at odds, Lin Feng wondered how Flowing Cloud Sect would navigate this situation.
Heishan cautiously scanned his surroundings. Once he confirmed that the missing dozens of Ninth-Rank Swords would not reappear, he turned his gaze back to Lin Feng.
"Your cultivation is insufficient. The magical artifact must have malfunctioned. At the Jiuzhou Gathering Conference, my disciple fell to you. After that event, my disciple Meng Han had just begun to grasp Enlightenment and was half a step into the Initial Stage of Enlightenment, surpassing his peers. I never expected you to have cultivated to Mid-Stage of Enlightenment. How did you achieve this?"
As countless drops of blood merged into Lin Feng's mind, Heishan continued, "Is it because you absorbed so much Essence Blood? And what about these Demonic Arts? How come I didn't know about them?"
"There are many things you don't know."
Lin Feng did not elaborate further. The speed at which he had achieved his current level of cultivation was a miracle in the Cultivation World. Tang Jiner and Wind Spirit had experienced even faster growth in their cultivation, reaching Master Realm. However, this was not solely due to their own efforts; they had inherited thousands of years of accumulated Imperial Aura from their homeland.
Lin Feng had indeed broken through his limits through cultivation, and it was a terrifying form of cultivation, not merely enlightenment.
After Fate Realization, one needed Enlightenment to comprehend the Many Paths of the Dao, discovering the path that suited oneself. Only then could one accept the rules of the earth and cultivate accordingly, transcending tribulations to achieve Enlightenment.
If a person's cultivation had reached the limits of humanity, the threshold of Foundation in the Cultivation World, they could break through barriers and step into the next Foundation without needing to comprehend the Dao.
Such individuals were rare. The Master of the Divine Ruins was a representative of such extraordinary talent. Since the Master of the Divine Ruins, no other figures had emerged.
Master Shenyu and Second Senior Brother cultivated through their understanding of the Dao. For instance, Second Senior Brother Dugu Po comprehended the path of Righteous Qi.
It was precisely because of this reversal that Lin Feng possessed the terrifying strength to fight beyond his level.
Lin Feng knew that his ability to achieve this was not only due to his extraordinary perseverance and diligent cultivation but also thanks to the Stone Pearl within him and the support from Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister.
Without the Five Element Spirit Treasures they bestowed upon him, Lin Feng would not have been able to reach this point. The Five Element Spirit Treasures were rare and hard to come by. When Dugu Po and the Guan Family attempted to achieve Enlightenment, they had not gathered enough, which forced them to comprehend the rules of the Dao and enter the Enlightenment Realm.
The accumulations of these two predecessors had fallen upon Lin Feng, enabling him to become an even more formidable new generation cultivator.
At this moment, he was already unmatched among the new generation disciples. If he encountered Eye of Destiny now, he could easily defeat it. Even though Eye of Destiny had already achieved Enlightenment, it was still far from being Lin Feng's opponent.
Lin Feng's rivals had gradually risen to match those from the previous generation of cultivators. The Four Great Masters were his targets to chase and surpass.
In Southern Wilderness, a tall elder gazed at the Tang Dynasty, observing smoke rising across its vast lands. This man was none other than the Barbarian King. His daughter Wutashan stood quietly by his side. Behind the Barbarian King stood several others—Barbarian Generals from the Wuta Tribe.
Aside from the Wuta Tribe, other Barbarian Generals were either attacking Tang Dynasty alongside demonic forces or watching for opportunities with their troops in directions closest to the battlefield.
The Barbarian King, although recognized as the ruler of all tribes, could not command every Barbarian Tribe. His title was merely a result of being the strongest among the Barbarians, which elevated the Wuta Tribe to the highest status among all Barbarian tribes.
"Barbarian King, shall we mobilize our forces? If we delay, the Jilong tribes may become the masters of the Great Tang, which would pose a threat to our Wuta Tribe in the future," the First Barbarian General inquired.
The Barbarian King shook his head. "I did not bring you here to analyze the battlefield."
"Please, Barbarian King, enlighten us."
"Our history as Barbarians is far deeper and more profound than that of the human race. Yet, humans have become the masters of fertile lands while we reside in barren territories. Do you know why?" the Barbarian King asked.
"Because we are not united enough," replied the First Barbarian General. Conflicts over resources among the various Barbarian tribes often led to battles and annexations. This was something he despised deeply. (To be continued)
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