125: Chapter 125 Proving One's Heart Through One's Own Actions: The Tragedy of a Hero

A stormy sea surged within Lin Feng's heart!

He had finally connected all the clues together!

From the crimson crystal he had accidentally obtained from the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division, to the dragon-suppressing stone in Nanzhou that had long been stolen by the Prince of Runan...

So, behind all of this, everything pointed to this earth-shattering secret!

"My good imperial brother, in pursuit of that illusory longevity, has long been consumed by his Heart Demon and has gone completely mad!"

Xia Yan's voice was filled with grief and indignation, "He was even willing to collude with the Heavenly Demons from beyond the realm, sacrificing the Luck of the entire Dynasty to trade for an evil art to break open the Heavenly Gate!"

"He supported that fake Prince of Runan, letting him use my name to secretly develop the forces of the Moon-Worshipping Cult in Nanzhou, all so that he could collect the dragon-suppressing stones scattered across the Nine Provinces on his behalf!"

"And you, Lin Feng, your appearance was an accident."

Xia Yan looked at Lin Feng, his gaze complex, "You accidentally destroyed the two dragon-suppressing stones in Qingzhou and Nanzhou, completely disrupting his plans. That is why he is willing to pay any price to eliminate you!"

At this moment, Lin Feng finally understood everything.

It turned out that from the very beginning, he had been dragged into a massive vortex capable of overturning the entire world.

And he was the eye of the storm at the center of that vortex, constantly stirring up waves.

"So that's how it is..."

Lin Feng muttered to himself. He looked at the "True Dragon" before him, who had been imprisoned for forty years and was filled with endless hatred and unwillingness, and suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.

"Do you want to get out?"

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"Get out? Easier said than done."

He pointed to the stone walls emitting terrifying pressure, "This Demon Suppressing Tower is a Divine Artifact from the Upper Realm, connected to the national fortune of the entire Great Xia. Unless my good imperial brother dies, no one can ever leave this place."

"That may not be the case."

A mysterious smile curled at the corners of Lin Feng's mouth.

He slowly drew the crimson-black "Life-Slaying Blade". Blood-red light flowed over the blade's edge, and a terrifying Saber Intent capable of slaying gods and demons erupted!

"In this world, there is no door that I, Lin Feng, cannot cut open!"

Xia Yan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle points!

He could feel a pure, extreme will of destruction emanating from Lin Feng's blade, one that made even him feel palpitations!

"You... what do you want to do?!"

"What do I want to do?"

Lin Feng laughed, a somewhat arrogant laugh.

"Of course... to go out and turn the world upside down!"

"And then, take that high-and-mighty old emperor, and with one strike, slash him down from his dragon throne!"

Xia Yan stared blankly at the young man before him, who was radiating monstrous killing intent as if he intended to pierce a hole in the sky. For the first time, his heart, which had been silent for forty years, began to beat violently.

Get out? Turn the world upside down?

This was the thing he had dreamed of doing day and night for forty years!

However, after the brief excitement, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, ultimately turning into dead ash.

"It's useless."

He shook his head self-deprecatingly, his voice filled with endless exhaustion and loneliness.

"You are strong, stronger than I imagined. Perhaps, if you were given ten more years, no, five years, you could truly grow to a point where you could contend with him. But now, you are still too weak."

"My good imperial brother is not only the Emperor of Great Xia, but also a top-tier expert at the Peak of the Martial Extremity Realm! He possesses Imperial Dragon Qi to protect his body, making him immune to all techniques! Furthermore, behind him stands that Heavenly Demon from beyond the realm!"

"Going out now is no different from seeking death."

"So what?"

Lin Feng's gaze remained as calm as an ancient well. "The person I, Lin Feng, want to kill, even the King of Heaven cannot stop me."

Xia Yan looked at him deeply. In those profound eyes, he saw an unprecedented, pure, extreme confidence and... madness!

He suddenly laughed, a laugh of relief.

"Good, a very good 'even the King of Heaven cannot stop me'."

"I, Xia Yan, have been conceited my whole life and have never been inferior to anyone. I didn't expect that, in the end, this heroic spirit would only be seen again in a Junior."

He slowly walked up to Lin Feng. Those eyes, which contained the stars and the sea, examined the man before him with unprecedented seriousness for the first time.

"You are that variable."

"The only variable I have waited forty years for, the one who can break this deadlocked game."

He paused, his gaze becoming incredibly solemn.

"I no longer have the strength to accompany you in fighting our way out. These forty years of imprisonment have long exhausted all my essence, energy, and spirit. But I still have one last thing I can give you."

The moment his voice fell, an unprecedented, dazzling, extreme golden divine light erupted from Xia Yan's body!

An illusory five-clawed golden Dragon, filled with Imperial majesty, soared from his crown into the sky, letting out a heaven-shaking dragon roar as it circled the entire seventh floor!

"This is... the most original Imperial Dragon Qi of my Xia Royal Family!"

Xia Yan's voice became grand and majestic, "It can help you improve your cultivation, and it can also allow you to pass through royal Restrictions unimpeded! Furthermore, at your most critical moment, it can block a fatal attack for you!"

"How you use it is entirely up to your own ability!"

"Catch it!"

He roared, and the five-clawed golden Dragon turned into a stream of light, charging into Lin Feng's body without hesitation!

Lin Feng only felt a warm and vast power instantly merge into his limbs and bones.

Eventually, a faint, almost imperceptible golden dragon-shaped mark was left between his brows.

After doing all this, the light on Xia Yan's body quickly dimmed.

His originally upright figure seemed to age dozens of years in an instant, becoming hunched and illusory.

"Cough, cough..."

He coughed violently a few times, and a trace of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Feng, remember."

He used his last bit of strength to look at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with expectation and entrustment.

"Killing that Puppet is just the beginning. The real enemy is in the Imperial City! On that magnificent dragon throne!"

"Do not trust anyone! Especially... that old fellow named Sword Demon Zhang Cheng!"

After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes, a look of relief appearing on his face.

"A hero should have... a hero's death."

The moment his voice fell, his body, like a sand sculpture weathered by the wind, began to shatter inch by inch from his feet, turning into golden light spots dancing across the sky, and finally, completely dissipated into the air.

Not even a trace was left behind.

Lin Feng stood quietly in place, watching the golden light spots dancing in the sky, feeling the warm mark between his brows, and fell into a long silence.

There was no familiar, cold System prompt.

[critical hit multiplier: 8000x]

[critical hit points: 685,600,000]

The numbers on the panel did not change in the slightest.

For the first time, he witnessed the fall of a strong man with his own eyes, yet he did not receive any "gains."

But in his heart, there was not the slightest sense of loss.

"Senior, go in peace."