204: Trapped Phoenix

Her proud Divine Ability, the power of space that allowed her to move unhindered in the Human Realm, was completely ineffective within this Formation.

How could this be!

She didn't believe it, her mind raced, and she once again activated the power deep within her Bloodline, attempting to sense the nodes of space, even if it was just to tear open the tiniest crack.

However, the surrounding space was incredibly solid; no matter how much she tried to impact it, it remained motionless, not even a ripple was stirred.

A never-before-felt sense of powerlessness instantly overwhelmed her mind.

Just then, a calm male voice, tinged with a hint of playfulness, drifted from all directions, clearly echoing in her mind.

"Fellow Daoist Ice Phoenix, there's no need to waste your effort."

"Let alone you, even if Che Laoguai himself were to arrive and fall into this Formation, he wouldn't be able to escape."

The source of the voice was erratic, as if coming from every corner, yet also as if it directly resonated in her Divine Soul.

Ice Phoenix's massive Phoenix body trembled violently, her ice-blue eyes scanned her surroundings, her heart churning with turbulent waves.

The one who set up the Formation!

He was nearby!

A strong sense of humiliation overshadowed her fear; her pride as a descendant of a True Spirit would never allow her to show weakness in front of an enemy.

"Hmph! Are you the one who set up this Formation?"

Ice Phoenix let out a clear Phoenix cry, her voice laced with bone-chilling coldness and disdain.

"A rat hiding its head and tail, do you dare to show yourself and fight!"

While provoking him, she frantically urged her Divine Sense, trying to probe the true nature of this strange Formation.

But the result only made her more despairing.

Her Divine Sense was like falling into a quagmire, completely unable to spread out even an inch, let alone find the Formation's weakness or the location of the person speaking.

This place seemed to have become a cage tailor-made for her.

However, no sooner had she spoken than the scene before her eyes suddenly changed.

The mist and illusions that enveloped the entire hall receded like a tide, revealing the hall's original grandeur and emptiness.

At the entrance of the hall, a figure stood there at some unknown point.

It was a man in a green robe, with a tall and straight posture, handsome features, and a pair of deep eyes with a faint, elusive smile, as he looked at her massive true form with interest.

When Ice Phoenix saw this person appear, she was first startled, then a hint of joy surged within her.

She could clearly feel that the man before her did not possess the terrifying pressure of a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator that merged with heaven and earth.

He was just a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

A Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, just like herself!

Without the hindrance of that accursed Formation, she had absolute confidence that she would tear this man, who dared to make a fool of her, into pieces!

As long as she killed him, the sword Formation outside would naturally collapse on its own!

"You're courting death!"

Ice Phoenix roared, no longer hesitating.

Her massive Phoenix body, hundreds of feet long, moved abruptly, and a giant claw covered in blue ice crystals, carrying terrifying cold Qi that could freeze all things, descended like a small blue mountain towards Lin Feng at the hall's entrance!

This claw, unleashed in her fury, was meant to completely smash her opponent and the entire hall entrance into dust!

However, facing this thunderous strike, the man still stood calmly in place.

He didn't even look at the world-destroying claw, but instead cast his gaze with interest towards her back... her magnificent, slender Phoenix tail?

This man was naturally Lin Feng; he looked at Ice Phoenix's original form and was indeed curious about what the depths of her Phoenix tail looked like.

This gaze made Ice Phoenix feel her dignity being trampled underfoot, and her rage completely overwhelmed her reason, making her claw strike even more ferocious and violent!

But just as the claw was about to touch Lin Feng, a sudden change occurred!

Chii chii chii—

Countless hair-thin, dark black threads, without warning, emerged from various spaces within the hall, intertwining into a dense, impenetrable black net.

Those threads, though seemingly delicate and fragile, exuded a terrifyingly sharp Qi that could cut through anything and was indestructible.

Ice Phoenix's giant claw slammed heavily onto this black net.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a grating, teeth-aching cutting sound.

"Chila!"

Ice Phoenix only felt a sharp pain in her palm; her sharp claws, capable of shattering Magic Treasure, were instantly cut off like tofu the moment they touched the dark black threads, vanishing into nothingness.

Not only that, the terrifying force contained within the black net even shook her massive body backward, and as her wings flapped, they accidentally brushed against the threads, causing several iridescent blue feathers to be silently cut off and drift down.

Lin Feng's figure moved slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he drew one of the most complete Phoenix feathers into his grasp.

The feather was crystal clear, as if carved from the finest blue crystal, emitting a faint cold Qi.

He brought the feather to his nose and gently sniffed, a cold and unique fragrance permeated his heart.

This scene completely ignited Ice Phoenix's fury.

She looked at the feather in Lin Feng's hand that belonged to her, then at the clear wound on her claw, her Phoenix eyes almost spitting fire.

She couldn't even get close to her opponent!

"This Queen wants you dead!"

Ice Phoenix let out a sharp shriek, no longer attempting close-quarters combat.

She opened her giant mouth, her demonic power frantically condensing, and a thick, incomparably blue pillar of cold flame, like a Heavenly God's judgment, tore through the air, carrying the power to annihilate everything, and fiercely shot towards the sword net composed of dark black threads!

This was one of her innate Divine Abilities, the Extreme Cold Divine Light, capable of freezing the Divine Soul of a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator!

However, the blue light pillar, capable of freezing all things, upon entering the sword net, was like a clay ox entering the sea; it did not even stir a ripple before being cut and shredded by the countless dense sword threads, instantly dissipating without a trace.

Ice Phoenix was completely stunned.

How could this be?

What kind of ghost Formation was this!

These threads were naturally the sword Qi transformed into threads by Lin Feng, who activated thirty-six Flying Swords.

Each sword thread contained the sharpness of geng metal, the demon-breaking power of the All-Heaven Divine Thunder, and the incinerating ability of the Asura True Fire; the three merged into one under the Formation's enhancement, and their terrifying power had long exceeded the scope of what a Nascent Soul Cultivator could comprehend.

Let alone her, a mere tenth-level demonic beast; even a true Soul Transformation Cultivator trapped within it would have to shed a layer of skin to escape.

As Ice Phoenix was in shock, Lin Feng no longer gave her a chance.

He looked at the huge Ice Phoenix in the hall, caught between a rock and a hard place, a smile curving at the corner of his mouth, and he gestured towards the sword net.

Om—

The countless dark black sword threads, like soldiers receiving orders, instantly came alive.

They no longer passively defended but transformed into streaks of black lightning, converging from all directions towards Ice Phoenix's massive body, sealing off all her escape routes.

"Not good!"

Ice Phoenix cried out in alarm, her wings flapping wildly, a brilliant blue spiritual light erupting around her body, forming an incredibly thick protective light shield, while her figure rapidly retreated.

But the speed of those sword threads was far faster and sharper than she imagined!

Chii chii chii!

Her proud protective spiritual light, under the cutting of the sword threads, was easily torn open with gashes, like paper.

Ice Phoenix could only dodge clumsily as the sword net contracted, her massive body becoming a hindrance, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Streaks of sword threads brushed past her body, bringing with them handfuls of dazzling blue feathers, scattering in the air.

In just a few breaths, her originally magnificent and majestic Phoenix body had become somewhat disheveled, with several bald patches of flesh exposed.

She was forced to retreat again and again, finally retreating to the center of the great hall, desperately resisting the erosion of the sword threads, without a trace of her previous arrogance.

Lin Feng looked at her struggling and disheveled appearance, and finally spoke again, his voice calm, yet carrying an irresistible authority.

"Fellow Daoist Ice Phoenix, I'm giving you one last chance."

"Quickly return to human form and surrender, otherwise..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Ice Phoenix's magnificent but somewhat tattered wings.

"I will have to trim your wings, Fellow Daoist."

Ice Phoenix trembled with rage upon hearing this, the fury in her Phoenix eyes almost materializing.

"You wish!"

She let out an unwilling roar.

"Very well."

Lin Feng's smile faded, and he gently squeezed his right hand.

Om!

The contracting sword net suddenly sped up!

The already precarious blue spiritual light was instantly completely torn apart!

"Ah!"

Ice Phoenix let out a sharp, mournful cry, feeling a sharp pain in her wings, a large patch of feathers was cut off at the root by the sword threads, and blood instantly stained half of her body.

Under the intense pain, she could no longer maintain her massive true form.

Accompanied by a dazzling blue light, the hundreds-of-feet-long giant Phoenix body rapidly shrank, and finally, just before the sword threads closed, it transformed into the beautiful woman in the blue palace dress, narrowly escaping through the gaps in the sword threads.

At this moment, her face was as pale as paper, a trace of blood stained the corner of her mouth, her magnificent palace dress was tattered, and her aura was extremely weak; there was no trace of her former aloofness and arrogance.