254: Chapter 253 A clean break! Remember not to be a simp in your next life.

The Tianhe, the silver giant dragon stretching across the Nine Heavens Palace, was now plunged into deathly silence.

The once magnificent and star-studded river surface was now covered in countless fragments of broken warships and shattered weapons.

Blood had stained the vast waves red, transforming the once-sacred Tianhe into a river of asura blood.

Although the storm had ceased, the suffocating pressure permeating the air was a hundred times heavier than the raging waves just moments before.

That was the absolute force field belonging to a powerhouse.

Marshal Tianpeng clutched tightly to a piece of rotten wood torn from some unknown warship, his whole body soaked in blood, hair disheveled, and his once majestic golden armor now hanging off him by only half, looking as pathetic as a drowned rat fished out of a sewer.

His once arrogant eyes were now fixed intently on the figure floating in mid-air.

Lin Feng.

The man wore a black robe that fluttered in the howling celestial wind, and in his hand, he held a pitch-black long saber that had just been refined, still radiating rolling heat waves and an aura of destruction.

The fear in Tianpeng's eyes was being swallowed bit by bit by a hysterical madness.

It was the despair of a gambler who had lost everything down to his last pair of pants, and the final roar of a trapped beast in a death cage.

"It's gone... it's all gone..."

Tianpeng muttered to himself, his voice as hoarse as if it were scraping against sandpaper.

That was his life's work of tens of thousands of years! The one hundred thousand Tianhe Naval Forces were the foundation of his standing in the Heavenly Court; the Tianhe Weak Water Formation was a peerless, vicious formation said to be able to trap even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

But what about now?

Only half a day!

One hundred thousand soldiers wiped out, the Formation Plate shattered into dust, and even the ancient divine iron used to suppress the Luck of the Tianhe had been forcibly ripped out by this bandit before him and refined into a saber right in front of his eyes!

Was this even a battle? This was simply a one-sided massacre and humiliation!

"If I return alive... how will Immortal King Seven Luminaries treat me?"

Tianpeng shuddered. He knew his master's methods too well.

Failing the mission and losing his troops—if he went back like that, being skinned and having his tendons pulled would be the least of his worries; he would likely be thrown into the Soul Refining furnace, lit as a human lamp for ten thousand years, unable to live, yet unable to die!

Despair to the extreme becomes madness.

"Since I'm going to die either way, I'll drag you down with me!!"

Marshal Tianpeng's originally handsome face twisted instantly, like a vengeful ghost.

Gritting his teeth, he fiercely bit down on a dark red Medicinal Pill he had hidden under his tongue for thousands of years, never willing to use it.

That was the [Blood Burning Soul Exploding Pill]!

It was a forbidden drug of the ancient Demonic Path, trading all of one's Lifespan, essence blood, and even the chance of reincarnation in the next life, in exchange for a momentary, extreme brilliance!

"Boom——!!!"

An extremely eerie blood-red flame instantly erupted from Tianpeng's seven orifices, instantly igniting his entire body.

His originally fading aura now surged crazily like a volcanic eruption!

Golden Immortal Late Stage... Golden Immortal Peak... Golden Immortal Great Perfection!

Crack!

It seemed some Bottleneck had been forcibly broken through.

The space around Marshal Tianpeng began to collapse, and vaguely, a phantom auspicious cloud condensed above his head!

Pseudo-Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm!

Even if this was just a flash in the pan, even if it was just an illusion overdrawing his future, at this moment, he had indeed touched the Domain that countless Immortals dreamed of!

"Lin Feng!! Go to hell!!"

Marshal Tianpeng let out a shrill roar, and taking advantage of the "opening" where Lin Feng had just finished refining his weapon and was lowering his head to admire the patterns on the blade, he struck fiercely!

At this moment, he was no longer the cowardly Tianpeng, but a beast doing whatever it took to survive.

His figure flickered, leaving only a blood-colored afterimage in place.

His true form had transformed into a blood-colored streak of light invisible to the naked eye, and in his hand, he now held a dark green dagger quenched with the ancient, highly toxic "Nether Ghost Wail Powder."

Burning his life, sacrificing his Soul, all for this one strike!

This strike was named [Self-Sacrifice Stab]!

Fast!

Too fast!

It was so fast that the Law of space hadn't even had time to react; where the dagger passed, spatial cracks had only just begun to spread, yet that deadly cold light had already closed in on Lin Feng's back!

The distance was less than three feet!

Huang Fugui, who had been hiding in the distance watching the battle, had his fur stand on end in fright and screamed: "Master! Watch your back! This grandson is playing dirty!!"

In the clouds in the distance, countless Immortals and spies watching in secret couldn't help but hold their breath.

Could this arrogant madman fall here due to carelessness?

However.

Lin Feng, at the center of the storm, didn't even turn his head.

Not even a single strand of hair was out of place.

The corners of his mouth just curled up slightly, revealing an extremely disdainful and mocking sneer.

"A sneak attack?"

"Playing with speed and sneak attacks in front of your Granddaddy Lin?"

"Do you have some massive misunderstanding about the word 'cheater'?"

Just as the poisoned dagger was about to pierce Lin Feng's clothes, and just as a look of wild joy at imminent success appeared in Marshal Tianpeng's eyes.

Lin Feng moved.

Or rather, his wrist moved.

He did not turn around, nor did he dodge; he merely flipped his wrist holding the saber in a way that defied human joint anatomy.

The [chaos asura blade] that had just been forged, heavy as the stars, and fused with the Tianhe Bottom-Stabilizing Divine Iron, seemed to have lost all weight at this moment, instantly completing a 180-degree turn in a posture that completely defied physical inertia!

This strike had no flashy Saber Qi, no sky-filling light and shadows.

Only pure speed and pure power.

"Whoosh——"

That was the dull roar emitted as the blade sliced through the air and triggered a spatial collapse, like the breathing of an ancient Vicious Beast.

Striking later, but arriving first!

Just one microsecond before the dagger touched the fabric, the black blade had already sliced into Marshal Tianpeng's body.

"Puchi!"

A soft sound.

It was like a hot knife cutting through butter, or scissors slicing through silk.

There was no resistance whatsoever.

Marshal Tianpeng's golden body, burning with raging flames and hardened to the level of a top-grade Immortal Artifact after being strengthened by the forbidden drug, was as fragile as a piece of wet toilet paper in front of this Acquired supreme treasure fused with Chaos divine iron.

Body-protecting Immortal Qi? Shattered!

Top-grade inner armor? Broken!

Indestructible golden body? Severed!

The blade sliced in from his left shoulder, carrying an irresistible will, and slid smoothly out from his right waist.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Marshal Tianpeng remained in his sprinting posture, frozen one meter behind Lin Feng. The poisoned dagger in his hand was just a desperate 0.01 centimeters away from Lin Feng's back.

But that 0.01 centimeter was a chasm between life and death, a gulf he would never be able to cross.

"You... your saber..."

The madness in Marshal Tianpeng's eyes quickly faded, replaced by endless confusion and disbelief.

He didn't understand why someone could swing such a heavy weapon, yet be faster than his life-burning dagger.

"So... so fast..."

Splash!

Along with his last words, his body instantly misaligned.

The upper body slid slowly down along the mirror-smooth cut, and blood and colorful internal organs poured down from the sky like a rainstorm!

Even more terrifying was a black thunderbolt spreading along the wound.

That was the [Shatter] Law carried by the blade!

"No——!!!"

A scream from the depths of his Soul rang out. Marshal Tianpeng's Primordial Spirit, attempting to escape, had just emerged when it was directly shattered into the most primitive particles by this power of Law!

True spirit extinguished! Never to be reincarnated!

[Ding! Congratulations Host! Successfully killed a Golden Immortal Great Perfection (Pseudo-Grand Unity state) powerful enemy!]

[Triggered talent "Cut in Two" critical hit effect! critical hit multiplier increased to 200,000 times!]

[Congratulations Host, obtained critical hit points: 4 trillion!]

[Current balance: 22.5 trillion]

Listening to the wonderful System notification sound in his mind, Lin Feng was in a great mood.

He casually shook off the non-existent blood from the blade—this [chaos asura blade] was stain-resistant, still emitting a faint cold light, as if what he had just killed was not a powerful figure, but a fly.

"Good saber."

Lin Feng praised it, then turned around, not even glancing at the two halves of the corpse, and directly lifted his foot.

Bang!

Like kicking trash, he kicked Marshal Tianpeng's remaining corpse into the rolling Tianhe to feed the fish.

"Remember to keep your eyes open in your next life, and don't be a simp for someone like Seven Luminaries."

"You know, a simp ends up with nothing in the end."

Having dealt with this roadblock, Lin Feng slowly ascended into the sky.

At this moment, around the Tianhe, tens of thousands of hiding Loose Cultivators, Immortal officials, and spies were all dumbfounded, trembling all over.

Killed... he killed him?

The dignified Marshal Tianpeng, the number one fierce general under Immortal King Seven Luminaries, was just insta-killed by a single strike?

Lin Feng stood above the surging Tianhe, his black hair dancing wildly. He slowly raised his head, his gaze seeming to pierce through layers of clouds and spatial barriers, looking directly at the unreachable Third Layer of Heaven, looking directly at the high and mighty Qiyao Immortal Palace.

Then, in full view of everyone.

Lin Feng slowly raised his right hand, pointed it at the sky, and arrogantly raised a straight middle finger!

"Seven Luminaries, you old dog!!"

Lin Feng's voice, amplified by his vigorous Immortal Qi, was like rolling thunder, booming across the nine heavens, shaking the entire Tianhe!

"Is this your elite force? That's it?!"

"Not even enough to grind the teeth of this saber of mine!"

"Didn't you want this Ocean-Stabilizing Divine Needle? Now it's my saber! If you have the guts, come down and take it!"

"Wash your neck clean and wait! Your Grandpa is coming up right now... to tear down your dog kennel!!"

Boom!

Once these words were spoken, the whole world was shocked!

A "Lower Realm ant" who had just ascended not long ago had actually declared war on an Immortal King who held real power and shook the Immortal Realm!

The kind where only one side survives!