182: Chapter 182 Acting? I'm your ancestor!

Dead silence.

A silence like that of a grave.

In the Black Demon Mountain Range, the sinister wind that had been howling for ten thousand years seemed to have frozen at this very moment.

On the flying boat.

Liu Ming's mouth hung wide open, his old eyes widened like copper bells, and his eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets.

He…

What had he just seen?

A single sword strike?

Just like that…

A plain and unremarkable sword strike?

That Protector Black Demon, who was at the Peak of the Earth Immortal realm, wielding a top-grade Heavenly Immortal Magic Treasure, and who had been chasing and beating the three Old Ancestors including Wang Teng…

Along with his Magic Treasure…

Together…

Was insta-killed?!

"Gulp."

Liu Ming swallowed hard. He looked at Lin Feng's back, and it was no longer just awe.

That was…

Looking at a god!

No!

Even gods couldn't achieve something so outrageous!

"Immortal… Immortal King… Reincarnation… He must be the Reincarnation of an Immortal King!"

At this moment, Liu Ming went completely insane.

He had found his only faith for survival!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the flying boat.

Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan, these two old foxes who had lived for ten thousand years.

Their reaction was no better than Liu Ming's.

Wang Teng's hand, hidden in his sleeve, was trembling violently!

He couldn't control it!

That was fear emanating from the depths of his Soul!

"Insta… insta-killed…"

Li Daoxuan was even worse; he collapsed onto the deck with a "thud," his scholarly, immortal-like face pale as paper.

"Same… same realm…"

"One strike…"

"Both the person and the Magic Treasure…"

"Damn it…"

Li Daoxuan cursed.

The two of them exchanged a glance, and in each other's eyes, they saw four words—

"Thank goodness! We didn't rebel!"

Fortunately!

Fortunately, they had chosen to "carry a rod and ask for punishment" yesterday!

Fortunately, they hadn't listened to Zhao Wujiang's nonsense and tried to host some Hongmen Banquet!

You call this an Earth Immortal?!

Have you ever seen an Earth Immortal who could chop a top-grade Heavenly Immortal Magic Treasure like firewood with one sword strike?!

Damn it, even if a Golden Immortal appeared in person, it wouldn't be more impressive than this, right?!

"Imperial Might…"

At this moment, Wang Teng no longer had a shred of doubt about Lin Feng's identity as the "Immortal Emperor's Secret Envoy"!

No!

He even suspected…

That the person in front of him, damn it, couldn't be the Immortal Emperor's…

Illegitimate child, right?!

Otherwise, how could he be so monstrously powerful?!

However.

Just when Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan were so terrified that their Dao Hearts were about to shatter, and were preparing to be Lin Feng's dogs for the rest of their lives.

There was one person whose reaction was completely different.

Zhao Wujiang was also kneeling on the ground.

He was also trembling.

But he wasn't scared.

He was…

Excited!

No, he was greedy!

He stared fixedly at Lin Feng, and in his murky old eyes, a crazy light called "ambition" flickered!

He was also afraid, but the reason for his fear was different from Wang Teng's!

"Sword…"

Zhao Wujiang roared wildly in his heart!

"It's that sword!"

"It's that broken iron sword!!"

He understood it!

Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan had been terrified by the "result" of that sword strike.

But he, Zhao Wujiang, had seen the…

"Process"!

"He didn't use his pressure!"

Zhao Wujiang's heart was pounding wildly!

"From start to finish, he didn't use that 'Imperial Might' from yesterday at the City Lord's Mansion that made all three of us kneel!"

"He used the sword!"

"He only insta-killed the Black Demon by relying on that sword!"

The more Zhao Wujiang thought about it, the clearer it became, and the more excited he grew!

"That Imperial Might… as expected!"

"It really was a one-time consumable!"

"He used it! He doesn't have it anymore!"

"He is just… bluffing right now!"

Zhao Wujiang suddenly looked up and stared fixedly at Lin Feng.

He noticed that after Lin Feng swung that sword, his expression seemed…

A tiny bit pale?

Although it was fleeting, he had caught it!

"He is… consuming energy!"

"That sword of his, while powerful, must consume an astronomical amount of energy!"

"He is very likely just an empty shell right now!"

Zhao Wujiang, this old dog at the first level of the Heavenly Immortal realm, this schemer who dared to collude with the Heavenly Demon Sect.

His greed overcame his fear at this moment!

"He is not the Immortal Emperor's illegitimate child."

"He is just a… Lower Realm ant who got extremely lucky and obtained some ancient Legacy and an invincible divine weapon!"

"He is acting right now!"

"He is acting, bluffing with his trump card!"

"He is afraid that the three of us Heavenly Immortals will join forces and steal his sword!"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Wujiang figured it all out, and he was so excited he was about to climax!

"Treasure…"

"That sword… the sword that can even shatter a Heavenly Immortal Magic Treasure…"

"Is mine!"

"As long as I can obtain it…"

"What Wang Teng? What Li Daoxuan?"

"What bullshit Immortal Emperor?!"

"I will be the only King of this White Jade Immortal State!"

Zhao Wujiang lowered his head.

He perfectly hid that monstrous greed under the disguise of "fear."

He was still trembling, still kowtowing.

"My Lord… your Divine Might is unparalleled!"

"This small one… this small one will take people to… to the valley to search for that Yellow Weasel Demon!"

"This small one… will go right away!"

Zhao Wujiang was the first to scramble off the flying boat, rushing toward the chaotic battlefield.

He wanted to round up the remnants.

He wanted to…

Prepare a backup plan for himself!

Lin Feng slowly sheathed his sword.

He glanced at the overly enthusiastic Zhao Wujiang.

And then looked at the two others, Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan, who were still on the ground, trembling like chaff.

He smiled.

"Did you really think I couldn't tell?"

"Acting?"

"I am the ancestor of you all!"

"I was just waiting for you, this fish… to take the bait."

Lin Feng slowly turned around and sat back on the grand armchair.

He began to close his eyes and rest.

As if he were truly exhausted.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the fattest fish to voluntarily take the bait.