160: Chapter 160 This realm is under my protection, Lin Feng! You can all die now!

“Hahaha! Good timing! Very good timing indeed!”

Upon seeing Sword Demon Zhang Cheng, the White-robed Immortal didn't show the slightest nervousness; instead, a faint, relieved smile appeared on his Face.

“Sword Demon Zhang Cheng! You stray dog! Did you think that by severing the Heavenly Gate and hiding in this low-grade pasture, you could prolong your miserable life?”

“Seven Luminaries Immortal Lord already calculated that you were hiding here, and specifically sent this seat to... take your dog life!”

The Immortal revealed his true intentions!

His true target was Sword Demon Zhang Cheng!

“It's you?!”

The moment Sword Demon Zhang Cheng saw the White-robed Immortal, a monstrous hatred erupted within his sword-like eyes, which were usually as calm as an ancient well!

“The seventh True Disciple under Seven Luminaries... Yuheng?!”

“That's right, it is I.”

Yuheng smiled slightly, looking elegant and poised. “The Revered Master misses your head, which is suppressed under the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, very much.”

“You seek death!”

Sword Demon Zhang Cheng let out a furious roar and was about to strike!

“Jie jie jie... dog eat dog, truly wonderful!”

The One-Armed Heavenly Demon nearby suddenly interjected, his ten-thousand-zhang demonic body emitting monstrous demonic flames.

“However, this venerable one doesn't care about your grievances!”

“Today, this world, along with the three of you, will become the nourishment for this venerable one to... reforge my demonic body!”

The Heavenly Demon roared wildly. That world-covering demonic palm no longer cared about Lin Feng, but instead ruthlessly slapped down toward Immortal Yuheng and Sword Demon Zhang Cheng at the same time!

He wanted to wipe them all out in one go!

“Seeking death!”

“Noisy!”

Yuheng and Sword Demon Zhang Cheng snorted coldly at the same time!

A beam of Immortal light and a streak of Sword Qi soared into the sky, crashing into the demonic palm!

Rumble!!!

Immortal light, Devilish Qi, Sword Intent!

Three powers that transcended the rules of this realm collided frantically!

With every collision, the resulting aftershocks were enough to tear the earth apart and shatter the sky!

The entire world trembled beneath their feet!

And Lin Feng, the protagonist who had just been targeted by the Immortal and the demon...

At this moment, he was completely... ignored.

In the three-way melee, no one spared him another glance.

It was like three giant dragons fighting; who would care about the life or death of an ant beneath their feet?

However, just when everyone thought Lin Feng would take this opportunity to flee in panic...

The 'ant' ignored by everyone made a move that caught everyone off guard.

He slowly raised the Life-Slaying Blade, which had remained in its scabbard until now.

“Hey.”

Lin Feng's voice was flat, yet it clearly suppressed the deafening roar of the Laws.

“You three...”

“Have you fought enough?”

The three powerhouses, who were fighting with earth-shattering intensity, suddenly froze. They simultaneously looked down at the 'ant' who didn't know the depth of death.

Their eyes were filled with absurdity and confusion.

A bug, while dragons are fighting, doesn't run away but dares to speak up?

“Since you've fought enough...”

A cold arc curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.

“Then it's my turn.”

He slowly raised his blade, the tip pointing toward the three world-destroying figures in the sky.

“Which of you will die first?”

...

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Lin Feng's flat provocation, tinged with a hint of impatience, was like a giant boulder crashing into the world-destroying battlefield constructed by the Immortal, the demon, and the sword.

The fierce battle in the sky came to a strange halt for a second.

Immortal Yuheng, the One-Armed Heavenly Demon, and Sword Demon Zhang Cheng—these three terrifying existences who viewed this realm as a pasture or a cage.

They simultaneously refocused their gazes on the 'ant' below who didn't know the meaning of death.

The initial sense of absurdity quickly transformed into cold, provoked anger.

“Jie jie jie...”

The One-Armed Heavenly Demon was the first to let out an earth-shattering wild laugh, a sound filled with contempt and cruelty.

“Scum of the Immortal Realm, did you see that? This crawler! This crawler who isn't even worthy of being a snack for this venerable one! He... is actually provoking us?!”

The Heavenly Demon felt as though he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

“What does he think he's holding? A Divine Artifact that can slay Immortals and demons? No, that's just a piece of junk not even worth ordinary iron!”

The White-robed Immortal Yuheng also slowly shook his head, a flash of pity crossing his peerlessly handsome Face.

“Ignorance is the original sin.”

He evaluated indifferently, “I thought you were the strongest livestock in this pasture and might have some utility. Now it seems you're just a fool blinded by power, forgetting who you truly are.”

Only Sword Demon Zhang Cheng's deep sword-eyes stared intently at Lin Feng.

He was the only one truly looking at Lin Feng.

Because he could feel that although Lin Feng's aura was still at the ninth level of the Martial Extremity Realm...

The quality of that aura, the Dao hidden beneath his cultivation that seemed capable of smelting all things, actually made even him, the original body, feel a hint of...

Palpitation?

Impossible!

This was absolutely impossible!

He must be going mad!

A mere Mortal from the Lower Realm, a Gu raised by him as a Cauldron, how could he possibly...

“Cauldron.”

Sword Demon Zhang Cheng suppressed his internal suspicion and decided to resolve this 'variable' before the Immortal and demon could act.

His cold voice rang out in Lin Feng's mind for the first time.

“Lin Feng, I don't care what sorcery you used to steal this seat's Legacy.”

“Now, you have only two choices.”

Sword Demon Zhang Cheng's voice was full of high-and-mighty 'charity'.

“First, immediately hand over the Demon Suppressing Tower with both hands!”

“This seat can, for the sake of you nurturing it for so long, leave you a wisp of a remnant soul to enter Reincarnation.”

“Second...”

Killing intent was laid bare in Sword Demon Zhang Cheng's eyes.

“This seat will personally act, crushing you along with your Divine Soul, and then slowly peel away what I need.”

He paused, as if giving Lin Feng a final ultimatum.

“You have no third choice.”

“This seat's patience is very limited.”

This was the judgment from the 'Revered Master'.

However, Lin Feng just listened quietly.

He didn't look at Sword Demon Zhang Cheng, nor did he look at the arrogant demon or the haughty Immortal.

His gaze slowly swept across the land below.

He swept across the scarred earth that he had named 'Wu'an'.

He saw it.

He saw that near the ruins of the East Sea Commandery City, which he had wiped away with a single sword strike, a surviving little girl was holding a charred corpse, weeping silently.

He saw it.

Amidst the rubble of the Capital City, those survivors who had just been worshipping him and shouting 'Long live the Emperor'...

At this moment, under the shockwaves from the Immortal, demon, and sword, they were like wheat in the wind, turning into blood mist in vast swathes.

He saw it.

On the Demon-Slaying Platform, Huang Fugui, whom he had forcibly promoted to the ninth rank yet who only cared about its fur...

Was using its small, weak body to guard him determinedly.

Under that world-destroying pressure, it was bleeding from its seven orifices and trembling all over,

Yet it still didn't run, prepared to sacrifice itself a second time at any moment.

Lin Feng fell silent.

He was a Transmigrator.

Coming to this world, his only goal was to survive and become stronger.

He was cold-blooded, selfish, and decisive in killing.

He viewed Chu Mengxi as a tool, Emperor Xia and Commander-in-Chief Wei Zheng as stepping stones, and the world's demons as experience points.

To him, this world was more like a ultra-high-realism game.

He was the only player.

Everyone else was an NPC.

But...

When he ascended the throne as Emperor, when that national Dragon Qi was added to his body, when the intentions of hundreds of millions of living beings, good or bad, converged upon him...

When he saw the commoners erecting the first divine statue for him amidst the ruins...

When he saw the Yellow Weasel Demon daring to use its life to protect him...

His heart, which had long been hardened by mountains of corpses and seas of blood to be tougher than profound iron, had at some point developed a hint of...

A damned bond with this game.

“Heh.”

Lin Feng slowly began to laugh in a low voice.

“Running away?”

He remembered the final words of Sword Demon Zhang Cheng's benevolent side.

“Cauldron?”

He remembered the cold threat from Sword Demon Zhang Cheng's original body.

“Ant?”

He remembered the high-and-mighty gazes of the Immortal and the demon, looking at him like trash.

“Do you really think I'm here... to be your background prop?”

Lin Feng slowly raised his head.

In his eyes hidden beneath the bronze mask, there was no more playfulness or coldness, only a pure, extreme...

Madness!

And monstrous rage!

“Zhang Cheng!”

Lin Feng suddenly looked up, pointing far at that black-robed Sword Demon.

“That wisp of your benevolence had much more guts than you! He dared to bet on me winning! But you? You're just a waste who only knows how to hide in the shadows and plot, someone who doesn't even dare to Face his enemies head-on and only thinks of sacrificing the world to run away... a piece of trash!”

“You're fucking worthy of being my ‘Revered Master’?!”

“You!”

Sword Demon Zhang Cheng's original body flew into a rage, his Sword Intent piercing the clouds!

“And you!”

Lin Feng's blade tip turned toward the ten-thousand-zhang Heavenly Demon.

“Cutting off one of your hands was giving you Face! You still dare to reach over? Do you really think my blade isn't sharp anymore?!”

“Roar!”

The Heavenly Demon roared!

“Finally, you!”

Lin Feng's blade tip finally pointed at the high-and-mighty White-robed Immortal Yuheng!

“Seven Luminaries Immortal Lord? An Upper Realm powerhouse? Is that so impressive?!”

“Casually wiping out millions of lives on my territory?!”

Lin Feng's voice suddenly rose, sounding like rolling thunder that echoed through this broken world!

“Did you fucking ask me first?!”

He slowly held the Life-Slaying Blade, which seemed to carry the weight of the entire world, horizontally before his chest.

He looked around at the three parties; his posture wasn't that of someone facing three gods and demons, but of someone judging three death-row prisoners.

“This realm is under my protection!”

“You all can die now!”