Chapter 927: Heavy Casualties
antly froze, and his entire body flew out, crashing heavily onto the marble floor of the living room."Is there a place for you to speak here Are you trying to appeal to my emotions I don't have any fe...Seeing several people leave,
Lin Feng no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the battlefield of the undead.
Not long after,
Lin Feng arrived at the outskirts of the Spiritless Swamp.
The battle here seems to have just ended. There is a deathly silence all around, and the air is thick with the heavy smell of blood.
The black earth has been stained crimson with blood, and countless corpses of human cultivators lay strewn in the bloodbath. The scene is like a horrifying Shura hell.
"Could something really be wrong There isn't a single divine corpse on the ground!"
Lin Feng walked while carefully observing the corpses around him.
Xiao Ta is a semi-divine artifact, it's normal not to care.
And he was human, a man of flesh and blood. Suddenly seeing so many races of beings brutally slaughtered here, some nearly disemboweled, his heart could never truly find peace.
"桀桀桀, Here's another survivor."
Just then,
A sinister chuckle reached Lin Feng's ears.
But then, two ghostly figures, almost tangible, seemed to smell prey as they rushed towards Lin Feng at lightning speed.
A person dressed in black,
A person wearing white.
"Come at me! You little human!"
Two undead creatures were ferocious, flanking Lin Feng from both sides and launching a Black Tiger's Heart Attack. They seemed intent on piercing his chest and extracting his heart.
Lin Feng remained motionless, his powerful physique impervious to the assaults of the two wraiths. Not a single scratch marred him.
"What a hard body!"
"Attack his soul!"
Two more specters tried to invade Lin Feng's sea of consciousness, but they were scared almost out of their wits by a loud shout from the little pagoda inside.
"Something's wrong, run!"
Two undead creatures sensed something was amiss, their bones tingling with fear, and decided to flee.
Lin Feng extended his hand and easily subdued the two of them.
Are you done playing
That's enough fun.
"
When you're done playing, go die.
"
Lin Feng gently exerted his strength, and the white-clad spirit being speaking was immediately shattered into nothingness, dying a gruesome death. He then turned to the black-clad spirit being and asked:
And you Have you had enough fun
"I I"
The black-clad wraith looked ashen and trembled so violently that it couldn't utter a word.
Just answer my questions honestly, okay
Lin Feng's face was expressionless.
"Okay, I will answer honestly."
The black-clad wraith whispered.
After some inquiries,
Finally, Lam Fung got some information from the black-cloaked undead.
Just now,
The Human and the Divine races attacked the Necropolis from two opposing sides.
and this is the battlefield where the Human race takes responsibility!
“Because the battle was too chaotic, it resulted in the battlefield being divided into many small sections. The human cultivators on this part of the battlefield were completely wiped out by us, leaving only two stronger cultivators who fled into the depths of the battlefield!”
The black wraith hesitated.
"Which way did the two people run"
Lin Feng asked expressionlessly.
That's over there.
The black-clad wraith hurriedly pointed in one direction, then sobbed and said:
"Sir, I'm just a lowly soldier who cleans up the battlefield. I don't know anything. Just treat me like dirt and let me go."
"Boom!"
Lin Feng wasted no time, delivering a resounding slap that shattered the black-clad undead into pieces.
Then, they dashed in the direction he was pointing.
The deeper you go, the heavier the deathly air becomes, and the more corpses litter the ground.
At the deepest point,
...could even faintly hear the ripples of battle.
Lin Feng walked all the way, killing all the way, and he didn't know how many undead creatures he had killed. He also gained a lot of useful information.
Originally, this place was the territory of the Four Great Spirit Emperors—the Yellow Spirit Emperor and the Earth Spirit Emperor.
Many of the Human Race's Tier 3 powerhouses flew deep into the enemy territory. Acting on the principle of "catch the king first, catch the thief," they planned to take down the two Spirit Emperors first.
As for the battlefield outside,
... were entrusted to powerful figures like Lü Ning and the Sword God of Mingyue.
Just then.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed from the front.
A golden giant sword appeared out of nowhere, slashing through the void and shattering several mountains. However, it was eventually shrouded in a wave of deathly energy, its brilliance fading away, leaving no trace.
“This is the Heavenly Sword of the Moonlit Sword God!”
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and immediately dashed forward.
At the same time,
In another space shrouded in mist and haze,
The Moonlit Sword God knelt on one knee, his right hand resting on a blood-stained broken sword. His breath came out in heavy gasps, and several corpses of human warriors lay scattered around him.
Even in death, these people’s corpses still shimmered with a faint glow, emanating a horrifying aura.
This proves how terrifying their strength was in life, at the very least they were tribulation transcendents!
"Are you alright, Mingyue Jian Shen"
The ascetic monk in the Tai Chu Holy Temple's ancient Buddha robe, with difficulty asks questions on the path.
His robes were already stained with blood, and his solemn and dignified face was pale. He no longer looked like a wise and enlightened monk, but rather disheveled and defeated!
"Snore~"
"These undead are truly tough to kill! Even my heavenly sword can't completely suppress them!"
The Moonlit Sword God's forehead was constantly dripping with sweat, and his voice was weak, clearly exhausted to the extreme.
"This time, the two of us are going to be wiped out here!"
The old monk in his robes sighed sadly.
The Moonlit Sword God clutched the broken sword in his hand, silent as stone.
Between the two people's conversation,
The surrounding undead surged forth like mountains.
The four leading specters were all dressed in black robes, their eyes glowed crimson, like two burning ghosts!
These four undead warriors were the four great generals under the command of Huang Lingdi. They possessed immeasurable strength, all reaching the level of second-class tribulation transcenders.
One of the spectral warriors spoke, expressionless.
There are no sword cultivators who wait for death, only those who die in battle!
The Sword God of Moonlight let out a cold snort, beginning to burn his life essence, intending to make a desperate gamble!
As the Sword God, his strength was also unparalleled. Now, in a desperate situation, his aura continued to rise, and even the broken sword in his hand seemed to be reforged, emitting a dazzling brilliance that illuminated the hazy death qi.
Even if I die, I'll find some companions to bury with me!
The sword god Mingyue let out a long cry.
His eyes gradually became firm, his spirit soaring, full of vigor and enthusiasm, as if he had returned to his peak.
Even though the monk's robes are ancient, the Buddha still knows.
This is a battle fought at the cost of life essence, a ultimate ascension. After this battle, the Moonlit Sword God will surely die!
And upon seeing this scene,
The four great generals' expressions became noticeably serious, their eyes flashing with intense ghostly fire.
"Sword God of the Bright Moon, I'm here to help you!"
Just then,
In the darkness, a cold voice suddenly came.
But then, the ancient ancestor Heiyun walked out slowly, coming to stand beside the Moonbright Sword God and the monk in ancient robes.by one, figures of profound and enigmatic strength entered the inn under the gaze of all present.Back Mountain Sect, Tiangong, Tai Chu Holy Temple, Zhang Family, Xing Men, Jian Men, and Zhen Zong all...