116: Chapter 116 High-level hunters often appear as prey.

The name "Sword Ghost" was like a depth charge dropped into a calm lake. Within just a few days, it swept through every corner of the Great Xia Dynasty with a viral speed.

From high-ranking officials to common street vendors, from prestigious orthodox sects to Demonic Path giants, everyone was discussing this mysterious madman who had appeared out of nowhere.

Some said he was the Reincarnation of a Sword Demon, others said he was a Prodigy from a demonic sect out for experience, and some even claimed he was a chaotic hero come to overthrow the Great Xia Dynasty.

For a time, all sorts of legends were rife. The Sword Ghost's notoriety rang through the heavens in an extreme way—proving that even bad publicity is still publicity.

As the mastermind behind it all, Lin Feng himself acted as if nothing was wrong, initiating a hunting feast that could be called a national tour.

Instead of hiding, he deliberately exposed his tracks, as if he had turned on a global taunt, leading the "Iron-Faced Judge" Qin Tian by the nose.

Across the entire map of Great Xia, he played a deadly game of "catch me if you can, and if you do, I'll let you... hehehe."

The first stop: the largest market in Ningzhou.

That night, an auction for rare medicinal herbs was underway.

When the auctioneer hoarsely shouted, "Thousand-Year Blood Lingzhi, starting price one hundred thousand taels of gold!" Lin Feng, wearing his bronze mask, descended directly from the sky and landed on the auction stage.

Ignoring the hundreds of ill-tempered Cultivators, he picked up the Blood Lingzhi, took a sniff, and said indifferently, "Not bad, it's mine. Also, to celebrate my acquisition of this shop today, all items in the house are now part of a 'zero-dollar shopping' event."

The controllers behind the market, a great Family that had dominated Ningzhou for centuries, were instantly enraged and led a group of experts to surround and kill him.

As a result, in less than fifteen minutes, the entire Family was overturned by Lin Feng's sword, and even their ancestral hall was leveled.

By the time Qin Tian led the Soul-Chasing Envoys there in a fit of rage, they saw only a mess and a crowd of Loose Cultivators engaged in a frantic "zero-dollar shopping" spree.

The second stop: Yunzhou, the Qingfeng Sword Sect, famous for its hypocrisy.

The Sect Head of this sect claimed to be "unmatched in benevolence and righteousness," but was actually a degenerate who secretly engaged in human trafficking.

In broad daylight, Lin Feng kicked open their mountain gate and hung all their ledgers of evidence on the flagpole outside for the whole world to see.

Then, before thousands of Martial Forest figures who had come to watch the commotion, he slaughtered everyone in the Qingfeng Sword Sect from the Sect Head to the elite Disciples, leaving only a group of shivering servants.

He plundered the wealth the sword sect had amassed over centuries and used the corpses in the center of the plaza to spell out five large characters and a punctuation mark.

"Hehe, Demon Suppression Division?"

When Qin Tian arrived and saw those words, he was so angry he spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

This was no longer a provocation; it was a blatant humiliation!

A humiliation of the Demon Suppression Division's inaction!

The third stop...

The fourth stop...

The fifth stop...

He was like the most efficient "jungler"; wherever there were "resources," he would appear.

His style of operation combined arrogance, madness, efficiency, and dark humor, driving Qin Tian, who was pursuing him, nearly insane.

"Aaaah! Sword Ghost! You damned loach! If you have the guts, come out and fight me fair and square!"

Qin Tian stood atop a plundered demonic lair, roaring at the sky. His voice shook the surroundings, and his Martial Ancestor Realm pressure made the mountains tremble.

What he didn't know was that a hundred miles away, Lin Feng was leisurely enjoying his incompetent rage through his terrifying Divine Sense, which was boosted several thousand times, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

"Look at that, look at that blood pressure—it's about to go off the charts. Middle-aged man, don't have such a short fuse."

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Martial Soul Realm, Ninth Stage (Peak)]

[Cultivation Technique: "Infinite Universe Art" (Beginner)]

[Martial Skill: "Slash of Gods and Demons" (Perfection), "Great Desolation Heaven-Imprisoning Finger" (Perfection), "Six Paths of Reincarnation Palm" (Perfection), "Wind and Thunder Sword" (Perfection)]

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

[Domain Embryo: Momentum of Annihilation]

[critical hit multiplier: 6,850x]

[critical hit points: 362,300,000 points]

"Hmm, it's time to pull in the net."

Lin Feng looked at his attribute panel, which had surged significantly once again, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"As a high-end hunter, it's time to make a grand entrance as the prey."

...

Three days later, at Luo Feng Slope.

Qin Tian finally cornered the "Sword Ghost"—the man he hated so much he wanted to grind his bones to ash—on a cliffside.

"Sword Ghost! Let's see where you run this time!"

Qin Tian looked at the figure in hemp clothes standing by the cliff with his back turned. A cold smile, distorted by extreme anger, appeared on his face.

However, Lin Feng only slowly turned around. The corner of his mouth beneath the bronze mask curled into a mocking arc that Qin Tian found incredibly piercing.

"Run? Why would I run?"

"Lord Qin, I'm giving your tracking service a bad review. You're too slow; I almost fell asleep waiting."

"You're looking for death!"

Qin Tian was completely enraged. Without further words, his fifth-stage Martial Ancestor Realm Domain power suddenly expanded!

"Gravity Domain!"

In an instant, within a hundred-mile radius, the gravity increased by more than a hundredfold!

The air became thick as water, and the ground cracked inch by inch under this terrifying power!

"Within my Domain, you are meat on the chopping block! Kneel for me!"

Qin Tian roared and struck out with a palm from a distance!

However, Lin Feng was not crushed. Instead, bearing that terrifying gravity, he forcefully swung the sword in his hand!

"Momentum of Annihilation!"

Boom!

Two completely different Domain powers collided violently in mid-air!

The entire Luo Feng Slope trembled violently under this force, and countless boulders were turned to dust!

An earth-shattering battle erupted instantly!

Lin Feng pushed his acting skills to the limit.

He precisely controlled his strength to a subtle Realm of "being a fraction weaker than the opponent, but not losing easily."

At times, he clashed head-on, causing rocks to shatter and the sun and moon to dim, displaying the dominance of a peerless madman.

At other times, he deliberately showed weakness, being "grazed" by Qin Tian's palm wind, and immediately spat out a mouthful of "wolfberry blood plasma" he had already held in his mouth.

Finally, after "battling" for three hundred rounds, both sides were "mutually wounded," each having "exhausted" their last bit of strength.

"Little beast... I didn't expect... you could actually... push me to this point..."

Qin Tian looked at Lin Feng, panting heavily, his eyes filled with shock and resentment.

"Cough cough... you're... not bad either..."

Lin Feng "weakly" supported his body with his sword, half-kneeling on the ground, looking as if he would stop breathing any second.

"However, it all ends now!"

A cruel smile of pyrrhic victory appeared on Qin Tian's face. With difficulty, he took out an ancient cage from his robes, made entirely of purple gold and flickering with lightning runes.

"This is the Demon Suppression Division's supreme treasure, the 'Purple Gold Dragon-Binding Lock'! Even a Martial Extremity Realm expert cannot hope to escape once trapped! Accept your fate!"

He used his last ounce of strength to throw the cage!

The cage grew in the wind, transforming into a massive purple lightning prison, descending toward Lin Feng with an Aura that suppressed everything!

A perfectly timed look of "despair" flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He "struggled" to dodge but was "unable to follow his will," only able to watch helplessly as he was completely swallowed and suppressed by the massive lightning prison!

"Haha... Hahahaha!"

Qin Tian burst into wild laughter as he looked at Lin Feng, who was tied up like a zongzi by countless lightning chains.

He had finally...

Won!

Inside the cage, Lin Feng glared at him with an extremely weak yet unyielding and hateful gaze.

In his heart, however, he was already overjoyed.

The Oscars owe me a little golden man! After acting for so long, I finally made it in.

Demon Suppressing Tower, here I come!

My experience packs, wash your necks and wait for me to bring you some warmth!