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Chapter 51: Lin Feng Arrives
The Red-Butt Macaque was no match for the Old Ghost King now. For true cultivators, power surpassed all else. The Old Ghost King held the Desolate Tower in both hands and smashed it down, sending the Vajra Staff wielded by the Red-Butt Macaque flying, before striking heavily onto the Red-Butt Macaque's body.
Boom...
A violent sound echoed as a large hole appeared in the Red-Butt Macaque's body, pierced by the Desolate Tower, blood gushing uncontrollably.
The Old Ghost King licked the Imperial Blood from his fingers, greedily remarking, "The blood of the Divine Monkey is indeed extraordinary; it tastes wonderful."
Thunderous Roar...
The Red-Butt Macaque remained silent, summoning the Vajra Staff with one hand to strike again. Even though the remaining Chaotic Energy within him was far inferior to that of the Old Ghost King, he showed no fear.
From the moment he had reached that peak of sublimation, he had already walked down a path leading to death.
"You are ultimately just medicine in my mouth."
The Old Ghost King spoke coldly as he stepped toward the Red-Butt Macaque. He used the Desolate Tower to block the Vajra Staff and then unleashed black iron chains that wrapped around the Red-Butt Macaque's body.
The chains burrowed deep into the Red-Butt Macaque's body, crushing him like minced meat.
Even the composed Red-Butt Macaque couldn't help but let out a painful groan as he rapidly retreated. At that moment, he was unrecognizable, his form a bloody mess, a sight too gruesome to behold.
There was not a single part of his body that remained intact.
"Do you still wish to fight?" The Old Ghost King asked coldly, his tone somewhat arrogant and self-satisfied.
"Of course."
The Red-Butt Macaque, unafraid of life and death, continued to grip the Vajra Staff and charged forward.
"You seek death, just as I wish," the Old Ghost King stepped forward to meet the challenge.
Suddenly, the starry sky behind the Old Ghost King exploded, and a pair of enormous fists surged in. The fists shattered the cosmos, carrying a terrifying pressure.
"Old fool, die!"
Lin Feng had arrived. Utilizing the Human Array, he opened a path and burst forth unexpectedly. He launched a punch directly at the Old Ghost King's head.
The Old Ghost King never anticipated that a Preparatory Emperor would emerge from the human race, caught off guard. He hurriedly dodged but was ultimately struck by another punch from Lin Feng on his left shoulder, nearly dislocating it.
"Brat, seeking death."
Furious, the Old Ghost King retracted his injured left hand and no longer paid attention to the Red-Butt Macaque. He stepped forward, closing in on Lin Feng, and aimed a palm strike at Lin Feng's chest.
Lin Feng dared not hesitate and immediately swung both fists to defend.
Bang...
The fists of the two Preparatory Emperors collided, producing a deafening sound that echoed through the starry sky while a blinding white light radiated outward, shattering the stars in its path.
If it were a battle of Divine Abilities, Lin Feng was confident he would not prevail. However, in close combat, he felt fearless.
This was an excellent opportunity that Lin Feng would not let slip away. Enduring the residual force from the previous punch, he advanced instead of retreating, leaving behind afterimages as his body spun. In an instant, he unleashed countless kicks aimed squarely at the Old Ghost King.
Now, Lin Feng had trained on Earth for a century and stepped into the Quasi-Emperor Realm. Each kick could reverse galaxies—terrifying beyond measure.
"Junior brother. It's time."
Above the Desolate Star, Master Da could not see the battle taking place, but he could sense a powerful aura approaching. This aura was familiar to him; it connected with the Human Array set by his master.
"The real battle has just begun."
Dugu Po looked up at the starry sky, with the Guan Family standing beside him, both gazing in the same direction.
"At last, we have reached this moment. The human race is the true ruler, whether on the Desolate Star or in the vast cosmos."
Fire Vein and Li Jing quietly contemplated, waiting for their moment to contribute.
Deep in the starry expanse, Lin Feng struck at Old Ghost King. Suddenly, Old Ghost King's figure melted into the night and vanished. Then, Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his back as claws tore through flesh, blood gushing out.
This ambush did not claim Lin Feng's life; Old Ghost King was somewhat surprised and said, "You are Lin Feng, the last disciple of Divine Ruins?"
"Do you have any nonsense to share?" Lin Feng replied calmly. He stepped over to Red-Butt Macaque, who was battered and breathing weakly. Lin Feng's heart stirred as he said, "Senior, you’ve worked hard."
"I managed to hold on until you arrived," Red-Butt Macaque replied faintly.
"I was delayed by an important matter," Lin Feng responded.
"What's important is that you’re here now. Go deal with that wretched thing. I can't stand looking at him," Red-Butt Macaque said.
Lin Feng nodded. "I'll take care of the rest; you should go rest now."
Red-Butt Macaque shook his head. "I can't leave yet; I need to stay and lend my last bit of strength."
Seeing them chat and ignore his presence filled Old Ghost King with rage. He shouted, "Ignorant child! Do you think stepping into the Quasi-Emperor Realm gives you the right to challenge me? Have you lost your mind?"
"No, do you have milk? But it's too dark; I don't dare to drink it."
Lin Feng wore a mocking smile. He was originally a stubborn rock that had nurtured the Essence Blood of Emperor Huang, transforming into a human over countless years. He had been cultivating an extraordinary physical body. In terms of physical prowess, he surpassed the Old Ghost King.
Such a terrifying physique could be traced back to strong beings like the Spirit Stone Monkey. However, in terms of combat power, Lin Feng was not as formidable as the Spirit Stone Monkey, simply because he had fewer opportunities to hone his skills compared to the Preparatory Emperor; it was just a matter of time.
"Sharp-tongued and cunning, the one I despise the most is someone like you. Prepare to die."
The Old Ghost King struck. He never expected that a junior could cultivate to the level of Preparatory Emperor. Moreover, this person was not a well-known figure like Master Da or Dugu Po; instead, it was the relatively unknown Lin Feng who had risen above them.
Lin Feng had not received any Divine Ability inheritance from Shishu or the Market. It wasn't that the Market didn't arrange it; rather, Lin Feng needed to forge his own path.
During his Centennial cultivation on Earth, Lin Feng absorbed the legacy of War God Guo Chu and drew inspiration from his Martial Arts Technique, creating his own Miraculous Technique.
"Three Men One Finger."
Lin Feng's right hand transformed into a Sword Point, its divine might piercing through the starry sky like a meteor streaking across the dark void, aimed at the Old Ghost King's Sea of Consciousness.
The Old Ghost King sneered, looking down on Lin Feng's existence. With a flick of his mind, countless black iron chains that coiled around him split into two parts: one part blocked Lin Feng's Sword Point while the other crashed into Lin Feng's chest.
Lin Feng concentrated all his power into one finger, abandoning defense and effectively leaving his body vulnerable to the Old Ghost King.
Bang...
Countless black chains struck Lin Feng's body. Even with his terrifyingly unmatched physique, he suffered severe injuries. His right chest was pierced through, blood flowing freely.
Easily penetrating Lin Feng's chest, the Old Ghost King said coldly, "Child, do you now understand your insignificance? In my eyes, you are nothing but an ant."
"You arrogant thing, you might be celebrating too soon."
At that moment, the starry sky erupted once more, revealing another wave of terrifying energy. A powerful figure from the Quasi-Emperor Realm descended. It was a beam of golden light, brighter than the stars, coming with precision. It was a sword.
Lin Feng unleashed his Divine Ability, pointing with three fingers.
The second finger reached into the starry sky, piercing through the universe. It struck directly at the head of the Old Ghost King.
"Who is it this time?"
Suddenly, a challenger emerged, and the Old Ghost King felt a surge of anger mixed with concern. In the Divine Ruins, how could another Preparatory Emperor appear? This was impossible; when had it become so easy to cultivate to the Preparatory Emperor level? (To be continued...)
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