327: Chapter 326 Emerging from Seclusion, the Secret Realm Collapses

“Rumble—!”

The collapse of the God-Demon Secret Realm was devastating, a true doomsday-level event.

It was like a massive bubble being punctured; the earth sank, mountains and rivers disintegrated, and magma erupted. Spatial fragments flew everywhere like blades, each one capable of easily slicing through the body of a True Immortal.

“Help! Boss! This storm's suction is too strong! My Wind Fire Wheels are about to stall!”

Nezha stepped on his Wind Fire Wheels, desperately rushing toward Lin Feng, but the surrounding spatial turbulence seemed to have a mind of its own, dragging and pulling him until he was stumbling.

“What a pain! Babysitting is exhausting!”

Lin Feng took a step forward, completely ignoring spatial distance, and instantly appeared beside Nezha and Princess Yao Ji.

With a wave of his hand, ten thousand Laws transformed into a golden light shield, protecting everyone—including the Vicious Beast turned sheep and the shivering Fugui on his shoulder—within it.

No matter how the Void Realm storm raged outside, it remained calm and still inside the shield; not even a single strand of hair moved.

“Hold on tight! Sit steady, the veteran driver's Void Shuttle is about to depart!”

Lin Feng naturally wrapped his left arm around Princess Yao Ji's waist (purely to save her, though it did feel nice), held Nezha's Universe Ring in his right hand, and stomped his foot hard.

“Spatial Jump!”

Swoosh!

The golden light, like a sharp sword, pierced directly through the collapsing barrier of the Secret Realm, turning into a stream of light that rushed toward the only exit.

...

At this moment, outside the God-Demon Secret Realm.

The exit of the massive spatial vortex was already crowded with people; flags blotted out the sun, and Killing Intent soared to the heavens.

Flying boats and warships from various major forces filled the sky, surrounding the exit so tightly that not even a fly could escape.

The Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, a white-haired Immortal King expert carrying seven ancient swords, was currently sitting cross-legged atop a giant sword, resting with his eyes closed, his Sword Intent sharp and piercing.

The old Hall Master of the Demon God Palace, whose true form was a peerless Nine-Headed Lion Demon King, was impatiently sharpening his claws, scratching cracks into the Void Realm.

There was also the Grand Elder of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, wreathed in eerie ghostly Qi, causing all vegetation within a hundred miles to wither.

Even the Heavenly Court had sent the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing (his true body), who stood on the clouds with a dark expression, his pagoda radiating a golden light that suppressed everything.

These big shots, who were usually as elusive as divine dragons, were gathered here today for one purpose: to corner someone!

They had already learned of the situation inside from the Disciples who had paid their ransoms and escaped naked.

That bastard named Lin Feng had not only snatched all the divine herbs but also humiliated the Prodigies of every clan, forcing them to write massive IOUs! He had even dismantled the Demon God Secret Realm!

This was poking a hole in the heavens! This was absolutely intolerable!

“Hmph! Has that brat not come out yet?”

The Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect suddenly snapped his eyes open, shooting out two bolts of Sword Qi. “I want to see if he really has three heads and six arms to dare insult the First Disciple of my Ten Thousand Sword Sect like this! My grand-Disciple's Dao Heart is on the verge of collapsing!”

“No matter how many tricks he has, he is dead for sure today!” the Master of the Demon God Palace roared, his voice like thunder. “I will tear him into ten thousand pieces and refine him into lamp oil! I'll strip his skin to make a drum!”

“And that Demon God corpse—he must have tampered with it. Once we catch him, we'll search his Soul directly! We'll dig out all his secrets!” the Yellow Springs Elder said sinisterly, licking his lips.

“Everyone, please calm down.”

Li Jing held his pagoda with a righteous expression (though he actually wanted to settle a private grudge and pocket some treasures). “This person is a high-priority criminal of the Heavenly Court and should be handled by the Heavenly Court. Of course, regarding the treasures on him, we can... ahem, distribute them based on contribution. That three-pointed double-edged spear must be returned to my Heavenly Court.”

Just as the big shots were beginning to discuss how to divide Lin Feng's corpse and Treasure Trove—even nearly deciding who would take the left hand and who would take the right leg—

The spatial vortex ahead suddenly trembled violently, emitting a cracking sound as if it couldn't bear the weight.

“He's coming out!”

“Everyone, get ready! Set up the formation! Don't let him escape!”

“All troops, take your positions! Fire!”

Every cannon muzzle, Flying Sword, and Magic Treasure was instantly aimed at the exit. The moment Lin Feng showed his face, he would surely be blasted into dust.

“Crack!”

The spatial vortex shattered completely, and a violent gust of air erupted forth.

Immediately after.

There was no sight of anyone fleeing in panic.

Instead, a golden light shield shot out like a meteor. Facing the sky full of attacks, it didn't even dodge, crashing straight through them.

Boom, boom, boom!

Those Flying Swords and Magic Treasures hit the shield like eggs hitting a rock, shattering one after another.

The light shield hovered steadily in mid-air.

The shield dissipated.

Lin Feng stood there in white robes, untainted by dust, his hairstyle unruffled. He held the beautiful Demon Realm princess in his arms, with Nezha and a mouse beside him, and even... a dazed-looking sheep?

This combination looked bizarre no matter how one viewed it.

He looked at the dense encirclement and those murderous big shots around him; far from being panicked, he actually revealed a brilliant smile.

He straightened his collar, cleared his throat, and his voice, amplified by the ten thousand Laws, spread clearly across ten thousand miles:

“Yo, such a big reception?”

“Seniors, you're so enthusiastic. Are you holding a 'Welcome and Commendation Ceremony' for me here? Even setting off celebratory cannons?”

“Just now, I think I heard someone say they wanted to refine me into lamp oil? And someone wanted to search my Soul? Come on, step out and let me see who's so creative?”

Lin Feng's gaze swept over the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the Master of the Demon God Palace, Li Jing, and the others. His eyes gradually turned cold and mocking, as if he were looking at a flock of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

“It just so happens that I've just had a Breakthrough inside. My hands are a bit itchy, and I was worrying about where to test my moves.”

“Since you've all come, then don't leave.”

“Today's medical fees, lost wages, and appearance fees—we'll calculate them per person. No one gets to skip out! Without a hundred million, nobody leaves!”

The entire field fell silent.

All the big shots were stunned.

Is this kid... insane? Facing half of the top combat power of the Immortal Realm alone, he actually dares to ask for money?!

“Arrogance! To think you'd still talk big when death is at your doorstep! Die!”

The Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect was furious. The seven ancient swords behind him turned into seven rainbows, striking directly at Lin Feng.

But in the next second, Lin Feng merely lifted his eyelid slightly.

“Freeze.”

Those seven impressively powerful immortal swords instantly froze in the air, then as if they had lost their spirituality, they clattered to the ground.

Immediately after, a terrifying aura that made everyone's Soul tremble erupted from Lin Feng.

The phantom images of the Three Thousand Daos appeared behind him, blotting out the sky.

Everyone's expression changed; it was a fear that came from the very level of their existence.

“This... what Realm is this?!” The pagoda in Li Jing's hand almost slipped. “Immortal King?! No, this isn't an ordinary Immortal King!”

Lin Feng grinned, revealing a row of bright white teeth:

“This is called—The Realm You Can't Afford to Provoke.”

“Now, it's robbery time.”

...

The spatial vortex collapsed completely, dissipating into a sky full of flowing light. Lin Feng and his group hovered in mid-air, with the ruins of the long-shattered God-Demon Secret Realm entrance beneath their feet.

The air was filled with an aura of extreme solemnity, as if even the wind had been frozen.

The current situation could be described as 'the whole world is the enemy,' making escape impossible.

The sky was blocked airtight by various powerful experts. Directly in front, the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect stood upon a Seven-Star Giant Sword, his white hair flying wildly. Behind him hovered thousands of Flying Swords, forming a sword array that radiated a chill capable of rending the Void Realm.

To the left, the Master of the Demon God Palace manifested a thousand-zhang-tall Nine-Headed Lion avatar. Each head was as large as a mountain, breathing out different elemental breaths like fire, frost, and poison. A nauseating, bloody wind blew toward them.

To the right, the Grand Elder of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect shook a pitch-black Ten Thousand Ghost Banner. Countless vengeful Souls let out shrill screams in broad daylight, turning the surrounding hundred miles into a ghostly domain filled with eerie winds and wailing ghosts.

Directly above was the most exaggerated sight. Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing led three thousand fully armed Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, having laid out the 'Heaven and Earth Net Array.' The golden formation patterns were like a massive pressure cooker lid, clamped down tightly without leaving a single gap.

A rough count revealed at least thirteen experts at the Immortal King level!

As for Half-step Immortal Kings, Golden Immortals, and Grand Unity Golden Immortals, they were as numerous as the hairs on an ox.

Such a lineup was more than enough to attack the Demon Realm, let alone catch one person. Even a fly wanting to fly out would have to go through a security check and leave two legs behind.

“Lin Feng! You have nowhere to run!”