107: Chapter 107: Critical Hit Points Exceed 100 Million, Critical Hit Multiplied by 3000

This Imperial Edict, personally stamped with the Imperial Seal by Emperor Xia, was like a depth charge dropped into a calm lake, instantly detonating the entire Jianghu and the imperial court!

For a time, the world was in an uproar.

"Lin Feng? You mean King of Hell Lin, who cut down three thousand Blood Wolf Guards with a single blade in Qingzhou?"

"Hiss... I thought he was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect him to dare collude with the Sword Demon? That's the forbidden existence who severed the Heavenly Gate with a single sword forty years ago!"

"Marquis of Ten Thousand Households! A million gold! My god, I've never seen such a grand gesture in my life! This Lin Feng's head is now worth more than the Imperial Seal!"

"Stop dreaming! Look at who that is! Even the Prince of Runan suffered a setback at his hands. Just you? Are you even worth one slash from him?"

Countless Martial Artists, Sects, and noble families were stimulated by this life-changing bounty, their eyes turning bloodshot.

For a time, Lin Feng's portraits were posted in every city and on every official road of the Great Xia Dynasty.

He had become the enemy of the world!

And as the instigator of it all, Lin Feng himself had long since disappeared into the vast wilderness, carrying a weak yellow shadow.

Inside a dilapidated Mountain God Temple, a campfire crackled, reflecting Lin Feng's face, which was stained with blood and dust yet remained as calm as water.

In his arms, a palm-sized, ordinary yellow weasel with dull fur was curled into a ball, shivering.

It was Huang Fugui.

Although Lin Feng had used all his strength to protect a trace of its true spirit at the last moment of that earth-shattering self-detonation, it had ultimately burned all its Yao Core, Divine Soul, and even its Bloodline Origin.

Now, its cultivation was completely gone, its intelligence lost, and it couldn't even perform Divine Thought transmission, having completely regressed into the most ordinary, cowardly wild beast.

It no longer recognized Lin Feng, only relying on and fearing this human with a familiar aura out of wild instinct.

"Fugui, don't be afraid."

Lin Feng tore off a piece of golden-brown roasted rabbit meat and carefully handed it to its mouth, his voice carrying a hint of tenderness even he hadn't noticed.

"I promised you that I'd let you eat roast chicken for every meal. Once I kill those two bastards, I'll take you back to Nanzhou and buy you the best roast chicken in the whole city."

Smelling the meat, Huang Fugui looked up warily. Those tiny green-bean eyes, once full of wretchedness and flattery, now held only the pure confusion and fear of a beast.

It hesitated for a long time before carefully sticking out its tongue to lick the rabbit meat.

Seeing it like this, Lin Feng's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it painful to breathe.

The rage and killing intent originating from the depths of his Soul were surging wildly in his chest like a volcano about to erupt!

Prince of Runan!

Wei Yuan!

Emperor Xia!

"I, Lin Feng, swear to the heavens!"

He spoke each word distinctly, his voice as cold as if it came from the depths of Hell.

"The suffering Fugui endures today, I will make you all repay a thousandfold, ten-thousandfold in the future!"

The silent oath echoed within the Mountain God Temple.

Just then, three shadows merging with the night appeared silently outside the temple door like ghosts.

They wore uniform black tight-fitting clothes, cold masks on their faces, and held uniquely shaped poisoned short blades. The aura they emitted was cold and lethal, as if they were Soul-reapers from Hell.

The Imperial City's secret unit.

Shadow Guards!

"Target confirmed, execute the kill!"

The lead Shadow Guard gave the command in a raspy voice.

In the next moment, the three black shadows pounced toward Lin Feng from three different directions like poisoned arrows shot from a bow!

Their coordination was perfect!

One attacked from the front, the blade aimed straight for Lin Feng's throat!

One moved through the shadows, a dagger silently stabbing toward the center of Lin Feng's back!

The third formed hand seals, and invisible chains condensed from Divine Sense instantly wrapped around Lin Feng's limbs, attempting to bind him!

However, just as their attacks were about to land.

Lin Feng moved.

He didn't even turn his head, simply striking out with a backhand palm toward the empty shadow behind him!

Six Paths of Reincarnation Palm!

Boom!

The Shadow Guard lurking in the shadows didn't even have time to scream before his entire body was uncontrollably pulled from the Void Realm by an irresistible force, his Divine Soul instantly sucked into that illusory disk of Reincarnation, dying on the spot!

Immediately after, Lin Feng stepped into Within Reach of the Horizon, leaving an afterimage behind. In an absurd manner that completely ignored the Divine Sense chains, he instantly appeared in front of the Shadow Guard attacking from the front!

"You!"

The Shadow Guard's Soul nearly left his body. He never dreamed the opponent's speed could be this fast!

He wanted to retreat, but it was already too late!

Lin Feng pointed his fingers like a sword and struck!

Great Desolation Heaven-Imprisoning Finger!

Puchi!

A bloody hole appeared in the Shadow Guard's forehead, passing straight through, and his life force was instantly severed.

Seeing this, the last Shadow Guard responsible for the binding knew he was no match. Without a second thought, he turned to flee into the Void Realm!

However, what met him was a simple, unadorned, yet blood-colored blade light containing endless destructive intent.

"Coming and going as you please? Have you asked my blade?"

Puchi!

A head soared into the air.

[Ding! Successfully killed three level-seven Divine Sea Realm Shadow Guards!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 2,450x! Obtained 1,500,000 critical hit points!]

Three Shadow Guards, who could make any Gathered Crown Realm expert feel despair, were as fragile as ants before Lin Feng, instantly killed with overwhelming force!

Lin Feng sheathed his blade, not even glancing at the corpses on the ground. He picked up the shivering little Yellow Weasel Demon in his arms and looked coldly toward the continuous mountain range in the distance, crouching in the darkness like a giant beast.

He knew this was just the beginning.

The pursuit from the Imperial City would be like maggots on a bone, never-ending.

The only way to survive was there.

The most dangerous Forbidden Ground of the Great Xia Dynasty, a paradise for Yao Beasts, and a Hell for humans.

Ten Thousand Beast Mountains!

...

The Ten Thousand Beast Mountains were vast and boundless, with towering ancient trees and pervasive miasma.

This was a playground for Yao Beasts, but a forbidden zone for human Martial Artists.

Within the mountain range, there lived not only tens of thousands of ferocious Yao Beasts but also hidden countless Restrictions and dead zones left over from ancient times. Even for experts in the Martial Soul Realm, entering was a near-certain death.

At this moment, in this primeval forest full of peril, a blood-stained figure was struggling through, carrying a similarly dying little Yellow Weasel Demon on his back.

It was Lin Feng.

Ten full days had passed since he fled into the Ten Thousand Beast Mountains.

During these ten days, he had experienced the most brutal and thrilling pursuit of his life.

The Shadow Guards sent by the Imperial City were far more troublesome than he had imagined.

They were like a pack of tireless hounds; not only were they powerful and proficient in various tracking techniques, but they were also fearless of death, like emotionless killing machines.

Lin Feng had fought them several times. Although he successfully killed them all, he paid a high price. His body was covered in wounds, and his True Qi was seventy to eighty percent depleted.

What gave him even more of a headache was that the Yao Beasts in these mountains were no kinder.

He not only had to evade the Shadow Guards' pursuit but also had to stay alert for those powerful Yao Beasts hidden in the shadows, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.

"Cough, cough..."

Lin Feng leaned against a massive ancient tree and coughed violently, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at the weak Fugui in his arms, who had long since fallen into a deep sleep, and a flicker of solemnity crossed his eyes.

It couldn't go on like this.

If he continued to flee so passively, he would eventually be worn to death.

He had to increase his strength as quickly as possible!

With a thought, he opened the System panel that he hadn't checked for a long time.

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Half-step Martial Soul Realm]

[Cultivation Technique: Three Flowers Gathering Atop Technique (Perfection)]

[Martial Skill: Slash of Gods and Demons (Entry), Great Desolation Heaven-Imprisoning Finger (Entry), Six Paths of Reincarnation Palm (Entry)]

[Movement Technique: Within Reach of the Horizon (Entry)]

[Concept: ... (Collapsed)]

[critical hit multiplier: 3,000x]

[critical hit points: 131,700,000 points]