546: Lost Phantom Island

Lin Feng’s heart tightened; he ignored the Medicinal Pills in the Pill Refining Room, flickered a few times, and instantly appeared beside Murong Xue.

He reached out and supported Murong Xue, a gentle spiritual power flowing into her body, helping her stabilize her mind and resist the terrifying pressure.

Murong Xue felt the spiritual power from Lin Feng and slowly opened her eyes. Seeing that it was Lin Feng, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes.

She said weakly, “Brother Lin… this battle is too terrifying. Will we…”

Lin Feng gently comforted her, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here, nothing will happen. Moreover, the Palace Lord and the others are all here; they will surely repel the Demon Race.”

Just then, another earth-shattering roar came from the battlefield.

Lin Feng turned his head to look, only to see Xun Tian and Shan Mo’s confrontation becoming increasingly fierce. The space around them was twisted and deformed by the powerful force.

The battle between the dozen Taiyi Golden Immortals and the other powerful Demon Race members, as well as those from the Nether Shadow Sect, had also entered a white-hot stage, with powerful individuals constantly getting injured or falling.

Just as Lin Feng was about to take Murong Xue away from the battlefield, an attack from Shan Mo and Xun Tian’s struggle reached where Lin Feng was.

The attack pierced through the space where Lin Feng was. Lin Feng was also startled at this moment and immediately summoned his qiankun cauldron. The qiankun cauldron grew against the wind, expanding to a hundred zhang, blocking in front of the two.

Lin Feng, holding Murong Xue, was swept into the spatial storm.

The spatial storm was like a raging beast, wantonly tearing everything around it. Lin Feng only felt the world spin, and his internal organs seemed to be torn apart by this terrifying force.

The qiankun cauldron shook violently in the storm, emitting mournful cries. The light on its body flickered, as if it could be swallowed by the spatial storm at any moment.

Murong Xue clung tightly to Lin Feng’s embrace, her face ashen, her eyes tightly shut, and her body trembling uncontrollably. Lin Feng gritted his teeth, enduring the surging Qi and blood within him, and fully activated the qiankun cauldron, trying to stabilize their figures.

He secretly cursed his misfortune; the power of this spatial storm far exceeded his imagination. If they couldn't escape in time, both of them would likely perish here. Just as Lin Feng felt a hint of despair, he suddenly noticed a faint connection emanating from the qiankun cauldron, as if a mysterious force was pulling them.

Lin Feng’s heart stirred. Without hesitation, he followed that connection and activated the qiankun cauldron. The qiankun cauldron emitted a low hum, its light greatly intensifying, and it actually carved out a path in the spatial storm.

Lin Feng was overjoyed and quickly rushed along the path, holding Murong Xue.

After an unknown amount of time, the power of the spatial storm gradually weakened, and Lin Feng and Murong Xue finally rushed out of the path.

At this moment, on a vast sea, upon an island, billions of Human Race members were divided into two groups, each with a Great Ascension Cultivator.

Both sides engaged in fierce fighting, whether in the sky or on the ground. Magic Treasures flew in the air, lights intertwined, and various Spells bloomed like dazzling fireworks. On the ground, swords clashed, and the sounds of killing and screams intertwined, making the surrounding seawater ripple.

As soon as Lin Feng and Murong Xue appeared, they were shocked by the intense battle scene.

Lin Feng quickly scanned his surroundings and found that the Human Race on this island seemed to be divided into two factions, with intense hostility towards each other, engaging in a full-blown fight. He secretly wondered what kind of conflicts and disputes were hidden behind this.

Murong Xue tightly clutched Lin Feng’s sleeve, her eyes filled with fear and unease, and she whispered, “Brother Lin, it’s so scary here; let’s leave quickly.”

Lin Feng patted her hand and comforted her, “Don’t panic, let’s figure out the situation first before making plans.”

With that, he carefully led Murong Xue towards the edge of the battle, trying to find a safe place while observing the fighting between the two sides, hoping to find some clues.

As they approached, a Great Ascension Cultivator seemed to notice their presence, his gaze like lightning shooting over, and he shouted, “Who are you, you little rascals, daring to snoop here!”

With this shout, both sides in the battle temporarily stopped and turned their gaze towards Lin Feng and Murong Xue.

Lin Feng directly revealed himself, exuding the aura of a True Immortal Realm.

When Lin Feng’s True Immortal Realm was displayed, the two Great Ascension Cultivators and the billions of Cultivators and Mortals below all changed their expressions dramatically and knelt down.

Lin Feng summoned the two Great Ascension Cultivators and asked, “Where is this place, gentlemen?”

One of the Great Ascension Cultivators tremblingly replied, “R-reporting to True Immortal Senior, this place is Illusory Spirit Island in the First Line Sea Region. We are the native Cultivator Family of Illusory Spirit Island and the external forces that have occupied this place.”

The other Great Ascension Cultivator also quickly added, “True Immortal Senior, we are deciding the ownership of Illusory Spirit Island so that we can pay tribute to the True Immortal Alliance in the First Line Sea Region.”

Lin Feng nodded, looked at the two Great Ascension Cultivators in front of him, and asked, “What are your names? What positions do you hold on Illusory Spirit Island, and why did this dispute arise?”

One of the taller Great Ascension Cultivators quickly said, “True Immortal Senior, my name is Chen Yue. I am the Great Ascension Ancestor of the native Chen Family on Illusory Spirit Island, currently serving as a Grand Elder of the Chen Family.

This dispute arose because these external forces have occupied Illusory Spirit Island for many years, constantly exploiting the resources of our native Cultivator Family, and even attempting to completely drive us out of Illusory Spirit Island to exclusively occupy this island and pay tribute to the True Immortal Alliance in the First Line Sea Region. We truly could not bear it any longer, which is why we clashed with them.”

The other Great Ascension Cultivator also hurriedly said, “True Immortal Senior, my name is Zhao Xuan. I am the leader of the various Sects and Loose Cultivators on Illusory Spirit Island. Both sides are fighting to gain control of Illusory Spirit Island!”

Lin Feng nodded and said, “If that’s the case, why don’t you two unite?”

Chen Yue and Zhao Xuan exchanged glances, both showing helplessness.

Chen Yue said with a bitter smile, “True Immortal Senior, we also thought about uniting, but these external forces are ruthless. During their occupation of Illusory Spirit Island, they secretly incited discord between our native Cultivator Family and the Sects and Loose Cultivators, causing us to be suspicious of each other and making it difficult to truly unite. Moreover, they seem to have the support of certain forces within the True Immortal Alliance of the First Line Sea Region. If we unite, we fear it will attract even greater retaliation.”

Zhao Xuan also continued, “True Immortal Senior, although we have the desire to unite, the power gap is evident. There are many experts among these external forces, and the tribute resources we have to pay every hundred years are too much. If we unite, plus our own consumption, it would simply not be enough.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng frowned slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he said, “It seems these external forces indeed have many tricks. However, if both sides continue to fight like this, you will only suffer mutual losses, and in the end, it will probably be difficult for either of you to gain a foothold in the First Line Sea Region.”

Chen Yue and Zhao Xuan both looked worried upon hearing this.