38: Crush, Lin Feng's terrifying strength

Lu Yunfeng instinctively wanted to turn and flee when he saw Lin Feng. Suddenly, he realized that he had brought Chen Ping with him this time.

Although Chen Ping was just a lackey, he was a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator who had Cultivated for nearly two hundred years. Moreover, this was outside the Huangfeng Valley, where the Sect's laws did not apply!

A malicious thought instantly surged into his mind, and the shock on Lu Yunfeng's face was quickly replaced by a sinister grin. He looked at Lin Feng again, as if victory was already within his grasp.

"Lin Feng! You almost fooled me," he gritted out, his voice tinged with the satisfaction of a great revenge, "But today, I see you've walked right into a trap!"

"Chen Ping! Kill him for me! Don't let him escape!" Lu Yunfeng commanded sharply.

Chen Ping was already somewhat afraid that Lu Yunfeng would renege on their agreement and not give him the market due to Chen Qiaoqian's sudden change. Now, hearing Lu Yunfeng's command, this was his chance to prove himself.

"Yes, Young Master Lu! I'll go kill this little beast right now!" Chen Ping bowed, his face plastered with a fawning smile, as if he could already see Spirit Stones beckoning to him.

He turned around, his gaze instantly turning fierce as he looked at Lin Feng. In his perception, Lin Feng was merely a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator. How dare he fight with Young Master Lu over a woman? He was practically seeking death! He would use the fastest speed and the most ruthless methods to kill this ignorant brat, so he could curry favor with Young Master Lu!

But he did not know that Lin Feng carried the Nine Revolutions Breathing Earth Pearl, which prevented anyone below Soul Transformation from seeing Lin Feng's true cultivation.

Chen Ping held nothing back, immediately unleashing his trump card Magical Artifact. It was an ancient golden bowl, into which he furiously poured his magical power. The Golden Light Bowl instantly swelled to several zhang in size, its surface shimmering with golden light and emitting a low hum. He had obtained this Golden Light Bowl by chance. Although it wasn't a top-tier Magical Artifact, it was considered excellent among Foundation Establishment Magical Artifacts, and dealing with a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator would be effortless.

"Brat! Die for this Old Ancestor!" Chen Ping sneered, urging the Golden Light Bowl to press down on Lin Feng.

In his eyes, he seemed to already see Lin Feng being easily crushed into a bloody mist by the Golden Light Bowl. How could a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator possibly withstand a full-power attack from a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator?

Lin Feng looked at the Golden Light Bowl, which in his eyes was nothing but scrap metal, and a hint of boredom flashed in his eyes. This Magical Artifact was even inferior to any random Magical Artifact in the System Mall.

He quickly rummaged through his System inventory and finally found something pleasing to the eye.

Lin Feng raised one hand, palm facing up. An ancient-looking Magical Artifact appeared in his hand. It was a small bell, entirely bronze in color, with profound runes engraved on its surface.

Lin Feng casually spun the small bell in the air.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor dazzling light. As soon as the small bell was activated, it exuded an ancient and terrifying aura.

The originally brilliant and dazzling golden light emanating from the Golden Light Bowl seemed to be wiped away by something, instantly dimming until it completely dissipated. And the Golden Light Bowl itself let out a "crackle," and its body instantly became covered in cracks.

"Bang!"

The Golden Light Bowl exploded in mid-air, turning into countless fragments that shot in all directions. Chen Ping suffered a backlash from his Magical Artifact and spewed a mouthful of fresh blood.

He widened his eyes, looking at this scene with utter horror. His trump card Magical Artifact had been so easily destroyed by the opponent? How was this possible?!

Before he could react, the small bell spun again. An invisible force field instantly enveloped him.

Chen Ping felt his body sink, as if crushed by an invisible mountain. The magical power in his body instantly solidified, and his Meridians throbbed with sharp pain. He wanted to move, but found he couldn't even lift a finger. He wanted to shout, but no sound escaped his throat, and he stood frozen like a statue, his face fixed in an expression of terror.

All of this happened in a flash. From Chen Ping's attack to the destruction of the Golden Light Bowl, and then to his suppression, the entire process did not even take more than two breaths.

Lu Yunfeng was still waiting on the side for his revenge, a sinister grin on his face. He thought that with Chen Ping's full-power attack, Lin Feng would at least be severely wounded and in a sorry state, even if he didn't die. But everything that happened before his eyes completely overturned his understanding.

The moment the Golden Light Bowl shattered, he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his scalp. When he saw Chen Ping also frozen in place, motionless, the fear in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

This Lin Feng! What kind of monster was he?! Qi Refinement Stage? How could that be?!

He no longer cared about revenge or beautiful women. His only thought was to escape! The farther, the better!

Without thinking, Lu Yunfeng abruptly pulled out a Talisman from his Storage Pouch and instantly activated it. The Talisman transformed into a white light, enveloping his body, and he vanished from sight.

Lin Feng casually sealed Chen Ping into the space within the small bell, then turned his head to look in a certain direction in the air.

His Divine Sense, spread out, was enough to cover a radius of over three hundred li, and he could sense that Lu Yunfeng had just used some kind of spatial Talisman to teleport himself a hundred li away, but this was still far from escaping his Divine Sense range.

A playful smile curved his lips. Want to run? Not so easy.

He looked at Chen Qiaoqian beside him.

"Qiaoqian, please wait here for a moment," Lin Feng said gently.

Chen Qiaoqian was already awestruck by Lin Feng's methods; he had effortlessly suppressed her Foundation Establishment Junior Martial Uncle who had Cultivated for two hundred years, and a single glance had scared Lu Yunfeng into fleeing.

She looked at Lin Feng's tall figure, feeling as if he was enveloped in a mysterious glow, incredibly powerful. Only upon hearing Lin Feng's voice did she suddenly snap back to reality.

"Senior... please be careful..." she said with some worry. Although she knew Lin Feng was powerful, Lu Yunfeng was, after all, a member of the Lu Family, and there was a Core Formation Old Ancestor within their Family.

Lin Feng patted her head, nodded, and smiled slightly.

He said no more, stepped onto his Flying Sword, and with a flash of his figure, he transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky, chasing in the direction Lu Yunfeng had fled.

Chen Qiaoqian looked at Lin Feng's back with a hint of shyness, then her expression darkened as she thought of something. "If Senior truly liked me, that would be wonderful..."

...

Lin Feng's speed was extremely fast, with magical power comparable to a Nascent Soul stage. Fully activating his Flying Sword, he was far beyond Lu Yunfeng's escape speed. In just a few breaths, he had already caught up to the panicking Lu Yunfeng.

Lu Yunfeng felt a chill run down his spine. He looked back and saw a streak of light rapidly approaching. Upon seeing who it was, his face turned ashen, and he was utterly terrified.

"Lin Feng! You can't kill me!" Lu Yunfeng shrieked, his voice choked with sobs, "I am the next Family Head of the Lu Family! If you kill me, the Core Formation Old Ancestor in my clan will definitely..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Feng had already caught up. With a flick of his wrist, several golden needles, as fine as ox hair, instantly shot out.

The Flying Needles were incredibly fast and silent. Lu Yunfeng had no time to react, only feeling a chill in his throat, followed by a sharp pain throughout his Meridians. His body instantly stiffened, his magical power froze, and he plummeted straight down from mid-air.

Lin Feng reached out and held Lu Yunfeng suspended in mid-air. Looking at the face twisted by fear, Lin Feng's eyes remained unperturbed.

With a thought, he threw Lu Yunfeng into the Immortal Cave space.

"This is a good Opportunity to try out the [Soul Devouring and Appearance Stealing Art] on him," Lin Feng thought to himself. He had obtained this Heaven-Defying spell but had never found an Opportunity to use it.

He put away his Flying Needles, turned, and slowly flew towards the valley, as if nothing had happened. Only the cloud trails left by Lin Feng's full-speed escape light in the sky still proved that a chase had just occurred here.

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