353: Chapter 340 Reactions from All Sides, the Demon Clan's Pledge of Allegiance

The news of the completion of Tiance Gate and Lin Feng's public defiance of the decree was like dropping a multi-megaton nuclear bomb into stagnant water, stirring up monstrous waves.

In the West, at the Great Leiyin Temple on Mount Lingshan.

Inside the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Sanskrit chants resonated, and sandalwood incense curled in the air.

The Buddha sat atop the Nine-Rank Golden Lotus. The Buddha's plump face, usually as calm as an ancient well and filled with compassion, was now furrowed in a deep frown, and the prayer beads in the Buddha's hands spun faster and faster.

"This Lin Feng, he actually dares to reject the Dao Ancestor's decree..."

Guanyin Bodhisattva stood to the side, the willow branch in her vase trembling slightly, her expression grave: "World-Honored One, the weapon in Lin Feng's hand is extremely strange. It can instantly kill a Golden Immortal without needing to be driven by magical power—it is unheard of. Now that he has obtained the Dragon Pearl and recast Tiance Gate, his influence has become a climate. If we let him continue to develop, I fear he will become a major threat, and might even affect the Journey to the West calamity."

The Buddha remained silent for a long time before slowly uttering a sentence in a low voice: "Amitabha, the bird that sticks its head out gets shot. Let us see how that one in the Northern Darkness acts. That old bird is inherently greedy; it will certainly be more restless than us. If it can test the depth of Lin Feng's strength, that would naturally be for the best."

Northern Darkness, Demon Master Palace.

This was the last stronghold of the ancient Yao Race, covered in extreme cold and ice all year round.

Demon Master Kunpeng, an old-school Quasi-Saint who had survived since the Primordial Era, was currently on the verge of a rage. Its sinister gaze was fixed on the intelligence in its hand, as if it wanted to burn right through it.

"Too bullying! Simply too bullying!"

Kunpeng fiercely smashed the precious glazed cup in its hand, shards scattering everywhere.

Originally, it had been watching from the sidelines, thinking about waiting until Lin Feng and the Heavenly Court fought until both were injured, or after Lin Feng was suppressed by the Dao Ancestor, to come out and pick up the scraps. Who knew that Lin Feng would act like a hot knife through butter, not only defeating the Jade Emperor but now publicly defying the decree, and still living well.

What it couldn't tolerate most was that in the "Tiance Code" just promulgated by Lin Feng, there was a rule targeting the Yao Race: "All members of the Yao Race must register at Tiance Mansion within three days, accept jurisdiction, and wear electronic collars. Do not eat humans at will; violators will be skinned, de-tendoned, and made into skewers."

This was a slap in the face to the Yao Race! It was treating it, the Teacher of Ten Thousand Yao, as if it were air!

"Old Ancestor, that Lin Feng is currently busy with some renovation work; its defenses must be lax." A rat-faced Yao King stood to the side, fanning the flames. "And since the Dao Ancestor's decree was just issued, he must be unsettled. If we don't strike now, when will we? If we can snatch his Magic Treasures and warships, our Yao Race's revival will be in sight! By then, this Heavenly Court will be yours, Old Ancestor!"

A flash of greed and malice crossed Kunpeng's eyes. Its favorite thing in its life was snatching things; it had snatched the Grandmist Purple Qi from Old Ancestor Hongyun back in the day, and it had also snatched the Hetu Luoshu.

"Well said. That brat is just relying on a few strange Magic Treasures, his Foundation is shallow. In terms of speed, who in the Three Realms can be faster than me, Kunpeng? Even if I can't beat him, surely I can't be caught, right?"

"Pass the order down! Assemble the army! I am going to personally meet this ignorant brat!"

"Whoosh—"

The Northern Darkness ice sea exploded.

Kunpeng revealed its true form, transforming into a giant Kunpeng bird that covered the sky and sun. A single flap of its wings spanned ninety thousand miles.

It brought with it a sky full of demonic clouds and millions of Yao soldiers, like a black storm, carrying an earth-shattering Aura as it charged straight at Tiance Gate.

"Lin Feng, you brat! Get out here and face me! Pay with your life!"

Kunpeng's voice rolled in like thunder, shaking the defensive light barrier of Tiance Gate violently.

At this moment, Lin Feng was sitting on the tower of Tiance Gate, playing Fight the Landlord with Nezha and Erlang Shen around a small table.

"A pair of Kings! I'm down to one card!" Lin Feng slapped two cards onto the table, his face covered in white paper strips.

"Boss, stop playing! Someone is challenging us outside!" Princess Yao Ji ran over, nervous and pale. "It's Demon Master Kunpeng! That's a Quasi-Saint at the Peak, the fastest in the Three Realms! It brought many monsters, a black mass of them!"

Lin Feng didn't even lift his head, looking at the last card in his hand: "Kunpeng? Oh, that unlucky guy who wanted to eat Tang Seng's meat but couldn't, and wanted to snatch the Hetu Luoshu but couldn't? The eternal runner-up?"

"What does it want?"

"It said... it said it wants to dismantle your Tiance Gate, snatch your warships, and also... turn you into sashimi to feed the dogs." Princess Yao Ji relayed carefully, afraid of making Lin Feng angry.

"Heh, sashimi?"

Lin Feng laughed, a cold laugh. He put down his cards, stood up slowly, walked to the edge of the tower, and looked at the black cloud rapidly approaching in the distance, as well as the pair of giant, greedy eyes within the clouds.

Kunpeng's speed was indeed fast; in the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred miles away from Tiance Gate. The terrifying Demonic Qi made the gate-guarding Heavenly Soldiers feel suffocated, as if they would be swallowed in the next second.

"Since you're here, don't leave. It just so happens that dinner isn't sorted out yet, and everyone is hungry."

Lin Feng snapped his fingers, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"System, activate the 'Tiance No. 1' main cannon. No, that thing charges too slowly. Use that newly installed 'Law of Karma: Immortal Guided Cannon' that cost me 500 million prestige points. Lock onto that big bird for me."

[Ding! Target locked: Demon Master Kunpeng.]

[Distance: 800 miles.]

[Law of Karma lock complete: Once fired, it will hit the target. Ignores evasion, ignores defense.]

[Charging complete. Launch countdown: 3, 2, 1...]

Above the tower, an inconspicuous cannon turret that looked like a large pot lid suddenly flipped over, revealing a crystal muzzle filled with complex Dao runes.

There was no earth-shattering loud noise.

Only a silent, yet brilliant white light.

This light seemed to transcend the shackles of time, ignoring the distance of space, ignoring Kunpeng's boasted extreme speed, and even ignoring the thick layer of protective Demonic Qi on its body.

This was a weapon of the Law of Karma—it struck not only the body but also the Karma itself.

Kunpeng, which was flying at high speed with its mind full of how to carve up the Heavenly Court, suddenly felt a shiver from the depths of its Soul. It was the taste of death, a fear it had never experienced since the Primordial Era.

"Not good! It's a trap!"

It wanted to dodge, wanted to use space-evasion techniques to escape back to the Northern Darkness.

But it was too late.

"Pfft!"

The white light accurately hit its left wing, as smooth as a hot knife cutting through butter.

"Ah—!!!"

A shrill, tragic scream echoed through the sky.

Kunpeng's wing, which covered the sky and was claimed to be indestructible, was directly vaporized in that white light! Not even a residue remained! The wound was as smooth as a mirror, and not even blood flowed out; it was directly sealed by the high temperature.

The once majestic Teacher of Ten Thousand Yao instantly turned into a "one-armed hero," lost its balance, spun wildly in the air, and then smashed fiercely onto the square outside Tiance Gate like an out-of-control meteorite.

"Boom!"

Dust flew, and a bottomless pit was smashed into the ground.

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone was stunned. That was Kunpeng! A Quasi-Saint at the Peak! A ruthless person who had survived from the Witch-Yao War until now! Just like that... killed in one shot?

Lin Feng flew slowly above the pit, looking at the bloody old creature in the pit that was trembling and had already returned to human form.

"Yo, isn't this the Demon Master? Flying so fast, are you in a rush to deliver takeout? But this landing posture isn't very elegant."

Lin Feng asked with a smile, his spiritual energy pistol pointing at Kunpeng's forehead, "I heard you want to turn me into sashimi? And dismantle my gate?"

Kunpeng had no temper left at this moment. It felt that black muzzle, which was a terrifying power that could completely erase its true spirit. It knew that if it dared to say a single word of 'no', today would be its death day.

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"

Ignoring the pain, Kunpeng knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing with a loud thud, with no dignity at all. "Palace Master Lin! This old one is here to surrender! I am here to deliver gifts! I was flying so fast earlier, that was to express my urgent heart of allegiance!"

"Surrender?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, smiling but not smiling.

"Yes, yes, yes! Surrender!"

Kunpeng hurriedly took out countless Storage Pouches from its bosom, which were the family assets accumulated by the Yao Race for countless years. "This is Northern Darkness Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron! This is Primordial Yao Pill! This is Innate Spiritual Root! I brought them all! My Yao Race is willing to serve Palace Master Lin as our master! From now on, we will follow the lead of Tiance Mansion! Wherever you point, I will strike!"

"And..." Kunpeng gritted its teeth, not caring about its face in order to survive, looking at its missing wing with tears in its eyes, "I am willing to offer half of my Origin to make a dish of authentic 'Braised Kunpeng Wing' for the Palace Master! Please accept it, Palace Master!"

Looking at the humble Kunpeng, Lin Feng touched his chin.

"Braised Kunpeng Wing? Sounds good, very creative."

"Fine, seeing that you are so sincere, I will spare your life. It just so happens that I lack a gatekeeper. From now on, you will transform into your bird form and squat on top of Tiance Gate as a mascot."

Lin Feng put away the Storage Pouches, his gaze sweeping over the spies of various forces in the distance who had originally been eager to move.

At that moment, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him, cold sweat soaking their backs.

This shot not only crippled Kunpeng but also shattered everyone's wishful thinking.

This was absolute military deterrence.

From now on, ten thousand Yao would submit, and the Three Realms would be silent. Lin Feng's words were the Heavenly Law!