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164: Chapter 164 Finding Wealth and Ruining This World

Pain.

A tearing pain.

A pain that pierced deep into the Soul.

Lin Feng felt as if his body had been stuffed into a drum washing machine, set to ten thousand revolutions, and spun dry for three days and three nights.

That spatial turbulence was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Despite his ninth-tier Martial Extremity Realm Peak cultivation and his Indestructible Asura Body which was comparable to divine iron, he had cracked inch by inch under that force, nearly disintegrating on the spot.

"Fugui..."

"Fugui..."

In his coma, only these words remained on his lips.

The last scene in his mind was that tiny Yellow Weasel Demon charging into that void without looking back.

"Master, in the next life, I still want to be your Yellow Weasel Demon..."

"No..."

"You fucking... come back here!!"

"Ah!!!!"

Lin Feng suddenly... sat up from the water!

Splash!

Water splashed everywhere.

But that water wasn't actually water.

It was a thick, liquid energy that emitted a holy radiance!

"This place is..."

Lin Feng looked around.

The agonizing pain had vanished.

In its place was a warm comfort, as if he were soaking in a mother's amniotic fluid.

He found himself sitting in a massive pool made of white jade.

The liquid in the pool was a faint milky white, repairing his near-shattered body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Surrounding the pool were white jade pillars reaching into the clouds, each so thick it would take a hundred people to encircle them.

Incomprehensible immortal runes were carved onto the pillars; they seemed alive, flowing slowly and emitting an aura that suppressed all things.

The sky was azure, an impossibly deep blue.

The air was filled with a sweet, refreshing fragrance.

He took a deep breath!

Boom!

It felt as if he had swallowed a Great Restoration Pill in one gulp!

Lin Feng felt the Myriad Dao Furnace Sutra within him react like a beggar who hadn't eaten for eight lifetimes suddenly seeing a royal banquet!

It was cheering! It was jumping for joy!

It was devouring frantically!

"This... this is..."

"Immortal Spiritual Qi?!"

Lin Feng was shocked!

The concentration in this air was likely ten thousand times that of the Lower Realm?!

A hundred thousand times?!

Here, even if he did nothing and just stood there breathing, his cultivation would soar!

This is fucking...

Were those people in the Lower Realm really practicing immortality?!

They were basically picking through trash in a junkyard with thin air!

However, the excitement only lasted for a second.

Thump!

Just as Lin Feng tried to stand up from the pool, he stumbled and fell heavily back into it.

"What the hell?"

He was dazed.

"What's going on?!"

He felt as if he were being pressed down by...

A mountain?

No, ten mountains!

A hundred mountains!

It was the weight of an entire world!

"So... so heavy!"

Lin Feng struggled, mobilizing the power within his body.

That ninth-tier Martial Extremity power, which was enough to crush a nation in the Lower Realm, could now only allow him...

To barely crawl out of the pool!

His whole body was trembling, and his bones let out overburdened creaks.

"Is this... the Law suppression of the Upper Realm?!"

Lin Feng's heart sank.

He finally understood.

Here, the Laws were complete!

They were strict! They were as heavy as iron!

In the Lower Realm, he was at the Peak, able to break ten thousand Laws with one blade.

Here, he was just a newly registered level-one account!

The air and density here were completely different from the Lower Realm!

His punch that was enough to destroy a continent might, here, only...

"Fugui... Fugui..."

He slumped on the ground and looked around; this massive white jade plaza was completely empty.

Only him.

That tiny, loyal Yellow Weasel Demon...

Was gone.

Lin Feng's heart felt as if it were being squeezed hard by that demonic hand.

"Yu Heng..."

For the first time, there was no madness or playfulness in Lin Feng's eyes.

Only a...

Dead silence, cold to the extreme.

"I don't care if you're the Seven Luminaries Immortal Lord or the Eight Luminaries Immortal Lord..."

"You touched Fugui."

"I, Lin Feng, hereby swear..."

"If I don't grind you and your bullshit Immortal Lord status into ashes, I... swear I am not human!"

He wanted revenge!

He wanted to... find Fugui!

If he's alive, I must see him; if he's dead...

No, Fugui cannot die!

He had the Luck bestowed by Lin Feng, which was connected to the Imperial Dynasty!

He detonated that Luck at the end!

He definitely didn't die!

He just... drifted somewhere else!

Yes! It must be so!

Lin Feng forced himself to calm down.

First, survive.

Second, become stronger.

Third, find Fugui and overturn this world!

"System!"

With a thought, Lin Feng called upon his only reliance.

"Status Panel!"

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Mortal Realm Peak]

[Cultivation Technique: Myriad Dao Furnace Sutra (Not Initiated)]

[Martial Skill: Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique (Not Initiated), Avici Prison-Suppressing Blade (Not Initiated)]

[Movement Technique: Earth-Shrinking Step (Not Initiated)]

[Domain: Myriad Laws Return to Void]

[critical hit multiplier: 100,000x]

[critical hit points: 950 million]

The data hadn't changed.

It was just that Martial Extremity Realm had become Mortal Realm.

"Good!"

Just then.

In the distance, a white jade gate slowly opened.

Two figures walked in.

"Eh?"

A crisp woman's voice filled with a hint of surprise rang out.

"Third Senior Brother, look!"

"This... this isn't right!"

"The Ascension Jade Tablet clearly shows that the next ascender isn't due for another three hours at the B-rank Ascension Pool..."

"This... A-rank Pool is specifically for receiving special talents, isn't it? Why... why did someone arrive early?"

"And looking at how pathetic he is, how does he look like a special talent?"

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