322: Chapter 321 The Crisis of the Demon Princess
Princess Yao Ji of the Demon Realm was now in despair, utter despair.
As the apple of the eye of the Demon Realm Supreme, she had secretly run off to the God-Demon Secret Realm this time. Her original goal was to find the legendary corpse of the Demon God, hoping to use the power of her ancestor to break through her Realm and prove she wasn't inferior to her rival, the Seven Fairies of the Heavenly Court.
Who knew that shortly after entering, before she'd even seen a hair of the Demon God, she would be targeted by the people of the Heavenly Court.
And the one targeting her was none other than Erlang Shen Yang Jian—the one known for "obeying orders but not summons," possessing abnormal combat power, and being cold and selfless!
Although this was just a Clone of Erlang Shen with only the strength of an Early Stage Immortal King, it was still Erlang Shen! He was a ruthless man who could fight evenly with the Great Sage Equaling Heaven! He was simply not someone a Peak Golden Immortal like her could contend with.
"Damn it! That profiteer! Scoundrel! Big fat liar!"
Yao Ji fled with disheveled hair, desperately injecting Devilish Qi into the "Spatial Ring" she had bought for the high price of two hundred million.
"Didn't you say it could teleport? Didn't you say it could break through any Restriction? Why is it stalling at the critical moment?!"
Aside from flickering a few times like it had a bad connection, the ring showed no reaction at all.
If Lin Feng were here, he would definitely tell her: "Dear, this is the rechargeable version. Of course you can't use it if you haven't charged it! Also, the last line of the manual says it's for use in non-high-pressure environments only."
"Demoness, where do you think you're going!"
From behind, Erlang Shen's voice came like a death knell, cold without a trace of warmth.
A sharp saber beam sliced through the sky, instantly cutting off Yao Ji's path forward and leveling a mountain Peak.
Boom!
Yao Ji was forced to stop, summoning a black Demon Shield to block in front of her.
Crack!
In just a single exchange, that High Grade Immortal Artifact level Demon Shield shattered like glass.
"Pfft!"
Yao Ji was sent flying by the massive impact, crashing heavily onto the black earth. She spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the sexy black gauze on her chest, her face as pale as paper.
She struggled to stand up, but a domineering immortal power had sealed her Meridians.
"It's over."
Erlang Shen approached through the air, his silver armor particularly dazzling against the dim sky. His face was cold, the vertical eye on his forehead tightly shut, and the three-pointed double-edged spear in his hand emitted a suffocatingly cold light.
There was no mercy in his eyes, only a persistence for exorcising demons and defending the Dao, along with a deeply hidden... desire for treasure.
"Hand over the Demon God Token in your hand and that ring. This seat can give you a quick death and leave your corpse intact."
The three-pointed double-edged spear in Erlang Shen's hand slowly rose, terrifying killing intent locking onto Yao Ji's throat.
Yao Ji closed her eyes in despair, two lines of clear tears falling down.
Father, your daughter has failed you. I'm going to die here today. That bastard named Lin Feng—if there's an afterlife, I'll definitely chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!
Just as that fatal strike was about to fall and Yao Ji thought she was certain to die...
Clang—!
A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, making the surrounding air hum.
There was no expected pain, nor the coldness of her head being severed.
Yao Ji opened her eyes in surprise, seeing a scene she would never forget through her blurry, tearful eyes.
A tall figure stood in front of her.
The man was dressed in white as pure as snow, looking out of place in this gloomy world. He had one hand in his pocket, looking relaxed, while the other hand actually used just two fingers to effortlessly catch Erlang Shen's mountain-cleaving three-pointed double-edged spear!
It was as if he were holding a toothpick.
"Who?!" Erlang Shen's pupils shrank suddenly, waves of shock surging in his heart.
Although he only used seventy percent of his strength in this strike, it wasn't something just anyone could catch, let alone in such an almost humiliating way!
"Sigh, Yang Erlang, this is where you're wrong."
The man in white shook his head, his tone tinged with mockery. "Fighting and killing is so uncouth. Not to mention damaging the environment, it'll also scare the children. Especially towards such a beautiful lady—where's your gentlemanly conduct?"
As he spoke, he released his fingers and lightly flicked the blade, producing a crisp "ting" sound.
Then, he turned around and looked at the dazed Yao Ji, revealing that iconic commercial fake smile that people both loved and hated. He conveniently handed her a tissue:
"Hi, beautiful, long time no see. I see your complexion isn't great today. Did you not use that whitening mask I recommended?"
"However, I see a dark shadow over your brow; a bloody calamity is sure to befall you soon—oh wait, the calamity has already happened."
"How about it? Need emergency bodyguard services? Order now, delivery in five seconds, fair prices for all. Not only can it save your life, but it also comes with a free psychological counseling session."
"Lin... Lin Feng?!"
Yao Ji's beautiful eyes widened, completely unable to believe her eyes.
This profiteer, wanted by the entire Immortal Realm, hated by everyone, and who had swindled her out of two hundred million, actually appeared at such a critical moment to save her like a legendary hero?
Even if the first thing he did was ask for money.
"It's you!"
Erlang Shen on the opposite side also recognized Lin Feng. The shock in his eyes instantly transformed into a chilling light and killing intent. "Good! Very good! Truly, one finds by chance what one seeks in vain!"
"Lin Feng! You, the Heavenly Court's number one wanted criminal, actually dare to deliver yourself to my door! Today, this seat shall take both you and this demoness, bring you back to the Heavenly Court's Demon Slaying Platform, and subject you to the Punishment of Ten Thousand Thunderclaps Piercing the Heart!"
Erlang Shen laughed in extreme anger and withdrew his long spear. His Aura surged, and the pressure of an Early Stage Immortal King was released without reservation.
"Yang Erlang, don't be so angry; it's easy to get wrinkles."
Lin Feng turned to face Erlang Shen, looking completely relaxed. "I say, you're a Judicial Deity after all, a government official. What kind of skill is it to bully a little girl? If you're so capable, go bully the monkey. Oh, right, I forgot—it seems you didn't gain much of an advantage when fighting the monkey."
"Shut up! Enough of your glib tongue!"
Erlang Shen, stung by the remark, snorted coldly. "I know you've achieved Sanctification of the Physical Body and have some tricks. But in the end, you're only a Half-step Immortal King. The gap in Realms is an insurmountable chasm! And this Clone of mine has the combat power of a true Immortal King!"
"Die!"
Erlang Shen's figure blurred, instantly turning into a streak of silver lightning.
"Golden Light of the Earth!"
The speed was extreme, impossible to catch with the naked eye!
At this moment, he no longer held back. The three-pointed double-edged spear in his hand whipped up a ten-thousand-foot saber beam, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, carrying a world-destroying power as it aimed straight for Lin Feng's head. This strike locked down space, making it unavoidable!
Yao Ji's face changed drastically as she cried out: "Lin Feng, be careful! This is his ultimate technique, 'Destruction Slash'! You can't take it head-on!"
"Fancy but useless."
Lin Feng stood where he was, not even blinking; he even let out a yawn.
Just as the blade was only three inches from his forehead and the sharp Saber Qi had already cut a few strands of his hair...
Lin Feng moved.
There were no complex Moves, no flashy special effects.
It was just a simple punch, plain and unadorned.
"Normal Punch."
Boom!!
Fist collided with saber beam.
There was no massive explosion as expected, but rather a strange stillness.
Immediately after.
Crack, crack, crack...
That seemingly indestructible ten-thousand-foot saber beam, capable of severing mountains and rivers, was like fragile glass hitting a hammer in front of Lin Feng's fist—shattering inch by inch and turning into a sky full of light rain.
The massive force traveled along the blade, even the air was blasted apart.
"Hmm?!"
Erlang Shen's face changed suddenly as he felt a mountain-toppling force strike him, as if he had been hit head-on by a meteor.
The webbing between his thumb and forefinger instantly split, blood flowing freely.
He was sent flying thousands of meters by this punch, smashing into a black mountain like a cannonball, creating a bottomless hole with rubble tumbling down.
"How is this possible?!"
Yao Ji covered her small mouth, dumbfounded, even forgetting to wipe the blood from her face.
One punch?
With just one punch, he had faced Erlang Shen's Clone head-on and sent it flying?
Was this still that profiteer who only knew how to swindle and talk nonsense? This was simply a War God descended to earth! At this moment, Lin Feng's back suddenly became incredibly tall in her eyes.
"Cough, cough..."
In the distant ruins, the dust cleared.
Erlang Shen crawled out in an extremely pathetic state. His silver armor was broken in one piece, his hair crown was crooked, and a trace of golden blood hung from the corner of his mouth—gone was any trace of the Heavenly Court's War God's majesty.
In his eyes, the contempt had finally been put away, replaced by unprecedented gravity and the sky-high rage of being repelled by a Mortal.
"Good! What a fine 'Sanctification of the Physical Body'!"
"Lin Feng, you have completely enraged this seat!"
"I didn't want to use that Move, but since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"
Erlang Shen slowly stood up straight, his hands forming a strange and sacred seal.
"Heavenly Eye, Open!"
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