King of Nine Skies-Chapter 214 - :Rebirth

Looking at Lin Feng's cold and heartless pupils, and the rising breaths, the commander's face was solemn. The powerful demon ape's ghostly shadow even moved, roaring loudly towards the sky.

"Extinction."

The leader shouted angrily and slapped at Lin Feng with his palm. The powerful and surging palm of the ape-man turned into a ghostly shadow, capable of covering the entire figure of Lin Feng with its immense strength.

"Boom!"

The overwhelming momentum surged forth, and the forces of heaven and earth were pouring out their pent-up energy towards Lin Feng, making him feel as if he was about to suffocate.

However, the warlust remained undiminished. Without fear, without hesitation, Lin Feng transformed his finger into a fist. The entire fist was like a sharp sword, intent on piercing through everything, colliding with that massive palm.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Another deafening tremor reverberated out. Many cracks appeared behind and beneath Lin Feng. The earth cracked open. At this moment, that imposing figure was like a demonic ape, taller than the mountains.

The snapping sound was drowned out by the thunderous roar. An incomparably powerful palm force pressed down on Lin Feng, making his entire body's bones seem to shatter. His internal organs were severely damaged. Standing there, his body didn't even take a single step back. The gazes of the crowd were fixed on him without blinking.

For a moment, the space became silent. A single drop of bright red blood trickled down along the palm of that leader's hand. No one knew that at this moment, his palm had been directly torn open by Lin Feng's extremely forceful punch. But he didn't even frown. He knew that the Lin Feng in front of him was more severely injured than him.

At this moment, Lin Feng's fist was still in the opponent's palm, standing there motionless. His grey eyes, with their cold pupils, saw the world around him as clearly as ever. This was his own world.

His bones shattered and his internal organs were severely damaged. It seemed that he might collapse at any moment. His body was light and airy, yet he still stood there, standing firmly and steadily.

In his own black world, the blue light spots represent ice and snow; the brilliant white flashes symbolize the element of the sword; the golden rays of light signify the spirit of battle; all of these are vividly presented in his world and in his mind, so clear and distinct.

Power, is to draw upon the strength of heaven and earth, integrate it into one's own use, and bring forth a mighty momentum.

The subtlest level is the ultimate manifestation of power. By integrating power into a single point, one can unleash the maximum force. Every action can have countless variations and countless grand strategies, all at one's will.

However, whether it is the force of momentum or the subtle force, they all rely on external forces. They are not forces of one's own making; they are rather applications and understandings, but they are ultimately limited.

In one's own world, one should possess complete and exclusive power all to oneself.

In Lin Feng's world, the three-colored light dots were spinning wildly, as if they were about to merge into one. Meanwhile, on Lin Feng's body, there was no trace of the icy and snow-like atmosphere, no trace of the sword-like atmosphere, nor any trace of the burning battle-like atmosphere. At this moment, he was like an ordinary and common mortal, without any cultivation, plain and ordinary, without the slightest bit of uniqueness.

However, within this unremarkable and ordinary temperament, there seems to be a special kind of charm, a charm that blends seamlessly with the universe.

The subtlest Qi of the universe penetrated into Lin Feng's body, merging and integrating with the Qi within him. It flowed crazily through his entire body's tendons, bones and flesh. The bones on Lin Feng's body kept making cracking sounds, as if they were undergoing reformation.

Mastery of cultivation, embarking on the path of martial arts, can change one's destiny.

This kind of change is not merely about the change of strength. Similarly, martial arts can transform one's tendons, muscles, and essence, making martial practitioners more suitable for cultivation and enabling them to continuously evolve and become stronger.

The bones can shape a perfect body.

Blood and flesh can be transformed into blood vessels.

Temperament is manifested in perception and soul.

As a martial artist progresses in their cultivation, their temperament will keep changing. During the process of strengthening their martial skills, if they want to continuously improve, they must undergo transformation to make their physical body perfect and align with their cultivation.

This kind of change requires breaking something before building anew. It needs to reshape the framework and bones. Naturally, one has to destroy the framework and bones first. However, this reshaping is a natural outcome. Once the strength is achieved, the breaking and rebuilding will occur naturally.

However, Lin Feng seemed to have changed all this. His strength was merely at the level of Lingwu Realm at the sixth stage. The fragmentation of his bones was caused by external forces rather than being naturally broken during the cultivation process. But at this moment, Lin Feng was standing firm. The destruction by external forces was countered by his own comprehension.

Break through and then establish anew!

The crowd looked at Lin Feng. A sudden tremor ran through their hearts. They realized that Lin Feng had changed, but they couldn't tell exactly where the difference lay.

This is a change in one's temperament. At this moment, Lin Feng seems to have merged with the universe and nature, returning to his original state and becoming more genuine.

A sense of crisis spread through his heart. At this moment, the deputy commander who was fighting against Lin Feng held an absolute advantage. However, he felt uneasy and insecure. The unease in his heart seemed to indicate that danger might strike at any moment.

This uneasy feeling made his body move again. As he stepped on the ground, it was as if a powerful demon ape had possessed him, trampling the earth and causing it to tremble violently, with dust flying everywhere.

The subordinate commander's hand rose again, and then he flung it out with great force. An immense, boundless illusory palm emerged, intent on engulfing Lin Feng completely.

Lin Feng's hand also moved, directly slashing through the void. A brilliant light flashed out, dazzlingly bright. As this light fell, blood splattered everywhere. One of his palms was directly severed and flung away.

Immediately after that, there came a most agonizing scream.

"Ah, my hands..."

After a pause, the leader realized that his hand was gone. It had been cut off by the previous flash of light. He saw that his left hand was holding the severed end, with blood flowing out crazily. On his face, an extremely terrifying expression was revealed.

How could it be? His hands were invulnerable to all weapons. Even those who were at the level of the Seventh Stage of Spirit Power Realm, like the powerful demonic ape, had difficulty harming him. The defensive power of the powerful demonic ape was beyond doubt. With the demonic ape beast spirit soul in his body, he was so powerful in terms of both strength and defense that it was hard to doubt it. However, at this moment, his hands were easily cut off. Even worse, he didn't know where that brilliant light came from.

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Because at this moment, there was nothing in Lin Feng's hand.

The crowd was also staring at Lin Feng's hand, in utter shock. That dazzling light... it was Lin Feng's palm.

At this moment, Lin Feng's ordinary demeanor had vanished. Standing there, he was like a sharp-edged sword, extremely sharp.

His spirit is the sword; the sword is his very self.

That brilliant radiance was produced by his hand, for it was his palm that made it. Similarly, it was his sword that produced that light.

"Unification of Man and Sword!"

Everyone's heart trembled violently. Yes, this was the realm of integrating human and sword. Lin Feng had actually transcended the realm of sword power and subtlety, reaching another level, a monstrous level, the realm of integrating human and sword.

Lin Feng, with only a level six cultivation in Lingwu Realm, has somehow grasped a profound realm that even powerful cultivators in Xuanwu Realm cannot reach. Such talent and comprehension is truly terrifying, bordering on demonic.

"Cut!"

A low shout rang out. Lin Feng's palm slashed out again. The sobbing deputy commander who was covering his arm suddenly trembled all over. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The strange sword light flashed away, cutting across the throat of the deputy commander. The deputy commander's eyes narrowed, and then, his body collapsed with a thud.

A master of the 8th stage of the Lingwu Realm has perished!

Lin Feng alone has already defeated three strong opponents of the level of Lingwu Stage, Rank Seventh and one of Rank Eighth.

Nowadays, among those eight men, only the last Black Demon Guard Deputy Commander and three soldiers wearing head armor and masks remain.

Lin Feng's gaze shifted and fell upon the masked soldier beside the princess. He saw that the man dismounted and moved aside, thus separating from Duan Xinye. He said, "The princess gives it back to you."

Li Feng's gaze narrowed. He gave the man a glance and then, with a slight tremor in his steps, approached Duan Xinye. Meanwhile, the masked soldier dismounted and came to the side of the other three.

"Didn't you kill him?"

The last remaining deputy commander of the Black Demon Guard looked at the masked soldier who handed back Duan Xin Ye to Lin Feng, and said coldly.

"Only when the four of us work together can we have a chance." The masked soldier spurred his horse forward and approached the deputy commander of the Black Frost Division. Suddenly, his body transformed into a phantom and he leapt out of the saddle of his horse, arriving directly at the deputy commander's position in an instant. With a fierce and powerful palm strike like a fierce wave, he landed on the heart area of the opponent.

That leader's entire body convulsed for a moment. His internal organs were directly shattered by the overwhelming force of the waves' palm power. His gaze was fixed straight ahead, staring at the opponent.

" You... "

Trying to speak, but seeing that the masked soldier added another blow with his fist, immediately, the last deputy commander of the Black Demon Guard, fell beneath the warhorse and died!