275: Chapter 274 Let's see who Heaven will spare.

At the peak of Yaochi, a wild wind howled.

As the Queen Mother of the West retreated in anger, this earth-shattering farce finally came to an end.

Those Immortals who had originally wanted to watch the spectacle, or were hoping to see Lin Feng suppressed, were now scattering like stray dogs.

They dared not linger, fearing that the malevolent star—who dared to defy even the Queen Mother of the West and beat the Young Lord of the Zhou family to the brink of death—might suddenly turn back and use them as sacrifices to his banner.

Even the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals originally responsible for guarding the area chose to engage in "tactical blindness" with tacit understanding, each lowering their heads and pretending to count the ants on the ground.

In the vast plaza, only Lin Feng remained, standing alone atop the ruins.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled down, stretching his shadow long and casting it upon the broken "Yaochi Wonderland" stele, making him appear exceptionally lonely, yet incomparably arrogant.

His black robes rustled in the wind, and his long hair danced wildly.

Lin Feng was in no rush to leave; he stood there like a volcano that had just erupted, temporarily calm but containing the power to destroy everything.

He slowly closed his eyes, his Divine Sense fully unleashed.

In that instant, he could clearly feel countless powerful Divine Thoughts intertwining and colliding in the Void Realm, then converging upon him.

These gazes came from all directions.

There was the gaze from the depths of the Qiyao Immortal Palace, filled with intense killing intent and wariness; the probing from the Forbidden Grounds of the major clans, full of scrutiny and calculation; and even more so, the gaze from above the Nine Heavens, that high and mighty imperial look as if admiring one's own masterpiece.

They were all watching.

Watching to see just how sharp this "blade" that had just been unsheathed truly was.

Watching to see where he would point next.

Watching to see if he was truly willing to become a chess piece in the hands of the Immortal Emperor to stir up this stagnant pool of water.

"All of you are watching the show, right..."

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, a devilishly arrogant arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

Since you want to watch, then I will put on a big show for you all!

"Hoo—"

Lin Feng took a deep breath, sinking his Qi into his Dantian, his Grade 12 Daluo Dao Fruit spinning crazily within him.

"Boom!"

A golden pillar of Qi and blood shot up from the crown of his head, piercing straight into the clouds!

That terrifying pressure swept out instantly, completely shattering the lingering clouds and mist, and even the gale winds above the Nine Heavens stalled at this moment.

He stood there between Heaven and Earth, though he was but one man with one blade, it was as if he were an army of thousands.

"I know you are all watching."

Lin Feng spoke. His voice was not high-pitched, nor did it contain hysterical roars, but he utilized the Laws of the Dao to transform his voice into thunder, clearly spreading to every corner of the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Whether it was the Immortal officials high in the temples or the Loose Immortals patrolling the Lower Realm, everyone heard this voice clearly at this moment.

"Old dog of the Seven Luminaries, powerful clans, and even the high and mighty Immortal Emperor Your Majesty..."

Lin Feng's gaze slowly swept across the sky, as if looking through the endless Void Realm, meeting the eyes of those great powers one by one.

"I know very well what schemes you are plotting."

"Do you think I am a hot-headed youth? An upstart who does not know the immensity of Heaven and Earth? A chess piece that can be manipulated at will to balance the various factions? A blade used to eliminate dissenters?"

Speaking up to this point, Lin Feng suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with sarcasm.

"That is right, I, Lin Feng, am indeed a blade!"

"A ferocious blade that fought its way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in the Lower Realm, one that does not return to its sheath without being stained with blood!"

"Clang—"

Lin Feng violently unsheathed the chaos asura blade from his back, the blade pointing straight at the firmament, its cold light illuminating the Nine Provinces!

"But listen well!"

"This blade has no sheath! And no one can hold its hilt!"

"I will slash whoever I want! I will unsheathe it whenever I want!"

"Not because of anyone's orders, nor because of anyone's favor, but simply because—I do not like the look of them!"

At this moment, Lin Feng's Aura reached its peak. It was an absolute will of "my fate is determined by me, not by Heaven," a great freedom and great detachment beyond the system!

"Whether it is the Immortal Emperor, the Immortal King, or even this treacherous Heaven!"

"Whoever dares to reach out, wanting to manipulate me, wanting to use me..."

A cold light exploded in Lin Feng's eyes, and he roared, word by word:

"Then be prepared... to have your hand chopped off!!"

Rumble!!!

As the final declaration fell, the colors of Heaven and Earth changed!

As if sensing this Heaven-Defying intent, thunder rolled across the firmament, and there was a faint appearance of the Heavenly Dao's wrath. But Lin Feng was completely unafraid, his Daluo Immortal light forcefully resisting the Heavenly might, actually forcing the thunderclouds not to descend!

Above the Nine Heavens, there was dead silence.

Countless Immortals heard this rebellious declaration and were scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. This was no longer arrogance; this was a declaration of war against the entire order of the Heavenly Court! This was a slap in the face to all those in power!

Inside the Qiyao Immortal Palace.

"Bang!"

A table made of ten-thousand-year black jade was smashed to pieces. The Immortal King of the Seven Luminaries had a face as gloomy as water, his entire body trembling with starlight, and he gritted his teeth, saying: "That arrogant brat! He does not know when he is going to die! Does he really think that just because His Majesty is protecting him, this King dares not kill him?!"

But deep in his eyes, there was a trace of deep wariness and unease. This blade seemed not only sharp but also carried an unpredictable madness. If it went out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Deep within the Lingxiao Palace.

The golden light representing the Immortal Emperor flickered slightly. After a long while, a faint chuckle emerged, the voice carrying a bit of playfulness, a bit of appreciation, and a bit of unfathomable depth:

"Interesting."

"Only such an untamable blade is worthy of this great game of chess of Mine. Lin Feng, oh Lin Feng, the more you struggle, the muddier this pool of water will become. I will wait to see how you poke a hole in this sky."

"I hope you... do not break too early."

Above the ruins of Yaochi.

After venting the pent-up frustration in his heart, Lin Feng slowly sheathed his blade.

In that instant, the crazy Aura on his body that seemed to want to destroy the world completely receded, and he returned to being that youth with a bit of ruffianism and a bit of laziness.

The speed of this face change was so fast that it made people wonder if the demon god from just a moment ago was an illusion.

"Fugui, how was it? Was that speech just now cool? Did you record it?" Lin Feng stroked his chin and asked with a smug look.

Huang Fugui on his shoulder was holding a recording stone, standing up excitedly, his two little paws clapping frantically: "Squeak! Cool! Too cool, Master! Especially that last part about 'chopping off the hand,' it was simply overflowing with dominance! If this footage is taken to the black market to be sold, it will definitely fetch a sky-high price! I have already thought of the name; let us call it "Record of the Madman Lin Feng Rage-Confronting the Heavenly Court's High-Level Officials.avi"!"

"Get lost, stop trying to make money off of me."

Lin Feng laughed and scolded, tapping the Fugui on the head, then cast his gaze toward the distance.

There, in the west of the Heavenly Court, a huge mansion filled with a murderous Aura floated above the sea of clouds—[Tiance Mansion].

That was the commander's mansion specifically bestowed upon him by the Immortal Emperor to appease him, and it was also the Foundation for him to establish himself in this world in the future.

"Let us go, Fugui."

"Where to?"

"To Tiance Mansion, to muster the troops!"