343: Old friend Ye Zhiqiu

Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, frowning slightly. He could feel that the middle-aged man's strength was only at the Late stage of the Yuanying Realm; yet another fellow who didn't know his place. The Blood Demon Sect people were actually trying to reason with him.

Lin Feng ignored him and instead controlled the Starfall Illusion Sword, preparing to kill him. He said coldly, "Hmph, innocent people? Which one of the Blood Demon Sect members hasn't stained their hands with the blood of innocent people? If you obstruct me today, you are making an enemy of me."

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so decisive, acting as soon as he spoke. But as the Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect, how could he watch Lin Feng kill his fellow disciples?

He took a deep breath and said, "Senior Lin, I know your strength is formidable, but the Blood Demon Sect is, after all, a major Sect, and it has no lack of experts. If you completely annihilate the Blood Demon Sect today, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the surrounding Sects, and it will also affect your future cultivation."

Lin Feng sneered upon hearing this, saying, "Hmph, what if they're dissatisfied? Why should I, Lin Feng, care about others when I act? Today, I will completely annihilate the Blood Demon Sect to eliminate future troubles."

With that, Lin Feng controlled the Starfall Illusion Sword and attacked the middle-aged man. Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly activated his magical power, conjuring a Magic Treasure, intending to block Lin Feng's attack.

But Lin Feng's strength was too great. The Starfall Illusion Sword streaked across the sky with a dazzling sword light, instantly shattering the middle-aged man's Magic Treasure. Immediately after, the sword light's momentum did not diminish, directly striking towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was greatly alarmed. He hadn't expected Lin Feng's strength to be so terrifying, so much so that even the Magic Treasure he conjured couldn't withstand it. He hurriedly activated his magical power, wanting to dodge the sword, but Lin Feng's sword speed was too fast; he had no time to react and was struck by the sword light.

With a 'puchi' sound, the middle-aged man's body was instantly pierced by the sword light, and blood splattered everywhere. He widened his eyes, filled with unwillingness and terror. He never expected that he would die here, and at the hands of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, his face devoid of any emotion. He said coldly, "Hmph, this is the consequence of your evil deeds."

The Blood Demon Sect Cultivators saw that their Sect Master and Grand Elder had both died. The Blood Demon Sect, which had finally become the number one Sect in Wei Country, had all its strong Cultivators killed by Lin Feng. Lin Feng showed no mercy, slaughtering all the Blood Demon Sect Cultivators. For a time, within the Blood Demon Sect, blood flowed like rivers, and corpses lay everywhere.

Lin Feng stood on the ruins of the Blood Demon Sect, coldly observing everything before him. He knew that everything he had done today would inevitably provoke dissatisfaction from the surrounding Sects, but he didn't care. With his Peak Late Stage Soul Transformation Realm cultivation, who would dare to challenge him?

After destroying the Blood Demon Sect, Lin Feng's figure flashed and headed towards Cloud-Soaring Pavilion in Wei Country. It was under Ye Zhiqiu's guidance that he first entered Cloud-Soaring Pavilion to experience cultivation.

Many years had passed, and he wondered how many old acquaintances remained. When he arrived at Cloud-Soaring Pavilion, he found that things had long changed; most of his old acquaintances were no longer there, with only a few still cultivating within Cloud-Soaring Pavilion.

A wave of emotion surged in Lin Feng's heart. Time flew by like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, he had grown from an ignorant youth into a Peak Late Stage Soul Transformation Realm expert.

He arrived at Cloud-Soaring Pavilion's main hall for discussions and found that a grand assembly was taking place. Many Cloud-Soaring Pavilion Cultivators were gathered there, seemingly discussing something important.

Lin Feng frowned slightly. He hadn't expected to arrive at Cloud-Soaring Pavilion at this particular time, interrupting their assembly. However, he didn't care and walked directly into the hall.

The Cultivators in the hall were stunned when Lin Feng suddenly intruded, and they all turned their gaze towards him. Lin Feng slightly cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoists, I am Lin Feng. I come with no ill intentions, merely to visit old acquaintances from years past."

An old man with white hair and beard stood up upon hearing this and investigated Lin Feng's cultivation. With his Middle Stage Golden Core Realm cultivation, he couldn't even discern the depth of Lin Feng's cultivation, which secretly astonished him.

He was unsure why Lin Feng had come to their place and asked, "Senior, may I ask why you have graced our Cloud-Soaring Pavilion? It seems our Cloud-Soaring Pavilion has no previous connection with Senior."

Lin Feng smiled slightly upon hearing this, saying, "No particular business, just revisiting an old place to see old acquaintances. Is Daoist Ye Zhiqiu here?"

The old man's heart stirred slightly upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be looking for Ye Zhiqiu. Thinking that Ye Zhiqiu had entered seclusion many years ago to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage and had not yet emerged, this Lin Feng had come at an inopportune time.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Senior, you may not know, but Daoist Ye entered seclusion many years ago to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage and has not yet emerged. If Senior wishes to find Daoist Ye, I'm afraid you will have to wait a while longer."

Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Ye Zhiqiu to be in seclusion attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage at this time, which caught him somewhat off guard.

But he didn't insist, merely nodding slightly and saying, "So that's how it is. Then it seems I've come at an inconvenient time. Since Daoist Ye is in seclusion, I won't disturb you further. Fellow Daoists, farewell."

With that, Lin Feng turned to leave. The Cultivators in the hall all rose to see him off. Lin Feng waved his hand slightly, indicating that they needn't bother, and with a flash of his figure, he left the hall.

He stood outside Cloud-Soaring Pavilion, gazing into the distance, a surge of emotion welling up in his heart. Time flew by like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, he had grown from an ignorant youth into a Peak Late Stage Soul Transformation Realm expert.

But all of this seemed to have no connection with his former acquaintances. Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little melancholic.

Lin Feng's Divine Sense swept across the Cloud-Soaring Pavilion Sect and discovered an old man in seclusion in an Immortal Cave. That person was none other than Ye Zhiqiu, but his aura was extremely weak at this moment, as if he could perish at any time. Lin Feng couldn't help but feel surprised. He hadn't expected Ye Zhiqiu to fail his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage at this time, which caught him somewhat off guard.

He frowned slightly, pondering whether to lend a hand. After all, Ye Zhiqiu was once an old acquaintance and had guided him into cultivation, owing him a considerable debt of gratitude.

But Lin Feng also knew that the path of cultivation was inherently Heaven-Defying, full of dangers and unknowns. Ye Zhiqiu's failure to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage was due to his own insufficient cultivation and fate.

He sighed deeply, saying, "Alas, alas, Daoist Ye, our fate has run its course. Let me help you one last time."