King of Nine Skies-Chapter 229 - :Sword of the Rising Sun

"Uncle's father!"

Ziying bowed slightly to the person who appeared before him, with great respect. His gaze was flashing with cold light. His great-uncle was a powerful being of the Xuanwu realm. If this person appeared here, Lin Feng would surely die.

This person who appeared was not very old in age. However, the Purple Shadow addressed him as "great-uncle", and the crowd did not seem surprised by this. In the martial arts path, the higher one's cultivation level is, the longer one's lifespan is. It is natural that one would appear younger. Some extremely powerful individuals can even rejuvenate and maintain their youth forever, seemingly always remaining in their youthful state.

There are also rumors in the Nine Heavens Continent that Wu Zhi Ji can neither die nor be annihilated, achieving immortality and being the aspiration and pursuit of countless people.

Wushu is an eternal theme on the mainland.

"How dare you call me your uncle!"

The Elder of Zifu gave a cold snort. The bodies lying on the ground were his elite troops of Zifu, as well as his descendants. Now, all of them are dead.

Only Zixia and Zifu remained, but they were both doomed to have no descendants.

"I am guilty."

Ziying dared not to contradict. As the head of the Zi Family, he was duty-bound to bear the responsibility for the great calamity that befell the Zi Family. Even his son had been killed.

"Your sin, I will settle it with you myself. But for now..."

The elder of Zifu said coldly, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng.

"You are so young yet possess the cultivation level of the Spirit-Defying Realm at the eighth stage. You should have a bright future ahead of you. But today, you are destined to die here."

After speaking, the elder of Zifu Village emitted a stream of tangible murderous intent from his body, causing the people around him to feel a chill.

"Having reached the eighth stage of the Spirit-Defence Realm, it turns out that Lin Feng possesses the strength of the eighth stage of the Spirit-Defence Realm. He is so competitive! Moreover, with this strength of the eighth stage of the Spirit-Defence Realm, he was even able to force back the Spirit-Defence Realm peak cultivator, Zhiying, with just one sword strike. He is truly formidable."

The crowd murmured in admiration. They had never seen anyone of Lin Feng's age reach the level of the eighth stage of the Spirit Martial Realm.

"Really? Well, we'll have to give it a try to know."

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Lin Feng said indifferently, his voice remained calm and unaltered, without any trace of fluctuation. He was indeed at the level of the eighth stage of the Spirit Martial realm. After reaching the state of "Union of Heaven and Man" that day, his cultivation directly advanced, jumping from the sixth stage of the Spirit Martial realm to the eighth stage.

Before reaching the state of harmony between man and nature, Lin Feng was able to challenge those of higher ranks by various means. Even now, when it comes to the state of harmony between man and nature, although it is at the eighth level of the Spirit and Martial realm, it is not difficult to deal with ordinary ninth-level practitioners of the Spirit and Martial realm. Had it not been for the peculiar methods of Ziyin, Lin Feng would have already killed him by now.

"Pretty cocky."

When the crowd saw the confrontational figures standing on the long corridor, Lin Feng let out a long breath. Even a powerful being at the Xuanwu Stage would fight if provoked.

"Without any sense of honor or conscience, I'll make you understand that a powerful being at the Xuanwu stage is beyond the reach of those at the Lingwu stage."

With a wave of his sleeves, the elder of Zifu summoned a gust of sand and gravel to fly across the long corridor. Suddenly, an invisible hurricane formed, emitting a howling sound.

"Those in the Xuanwu Realm possess true energy. True energy is formed by the convergence of a vast amount of primordial qi from the universe. The power of true energy can easily crush a person in the Lingwu Realm into pieces. This is the disparity of realms, which cannot be remedied."

The elder of Zifu raised his hand, palm facing upwards. The purple essence energy in his hand was surging and flowing, as if it were a purple light ball, dazzlingly brilliant.

Moreover, this primordial light and brilliance is by no means empty show. It is truly the convergence of the fundamental essence of heaven and earth, and is filled with the power of destruction.

Lin Feng took a step forward, his sword held at an angle, reflecting a stream of cold and sharp glints of light, yet he remained resolute and fearless.

"Today I just had a sudden realization of a certain sword technique. I'm going to test it out with your essence energy."

Lin Feng said calmly, "The crowd's gazes froze for a moment. He suddenly understood the sword technique. He truly is a genius. His comprehension ability is remarkable."

"Test my sword skills?" The old master of Zidu Domain gave a strange smile at the corner of his mouth. He had never heard of anyone from the Spirit Martial Realm daring to challenge a strong opponent from the Divine Martial Realm. They all sought guidance instead.

To be honest, Lin Feng, you are really wild.

"Then you can give it a try."

The palm of the Elder Master of Zifu trembled slightly. The true energy ball in his palm flickered and then was flung out. The purple energy ball filled with the overwhelming destructive power, intent on destroying everything.

Even the crowd beneath the long corridor could clearly sense how overwhelming the destructive intent contained within this true elemental purple light ball was.

"The Sword of the Rising Sun!"

Lin Feng's hand was raised high, moving with incredible speed. But when it landed on the eyes of the crowd, it seemed to move very slowly, yet the trajectory was clear.

This sword strike is like the rising sun, slowly ascending into the sky, brimming with boundless vitality and surging vigor.

The crowd even developed a false impression that Lin Feng's sword seemed to rise slowly like a red sun, the Sword of the Rising Sun, the Sword of the Red Sun.

"It's so beautiful, just like the rosy glow of the rising sun." Zilin felt a sense of enchantment and murmured softly: "Brother, this is Lin Feng's own sword technique. When observing the rising sun in the morning, he created this sword form."

She vaguely recalled that in the early morning, when the sun was rising, she felt that the scenery was beautiful but the person was not the one she wanted to accompany her to watch the sunrise. She said that although Lin Feng was not the one she wanted to have by her side to witness the sunrise, at this moment, he had a trace of nostalgia.

It seems that such a time will never come again.

"Self-created martial arts techniques."

The figure in purple shuddered all over. Among all the geniuses who have mastered the martial arts and techniques of their predecessors, how many could create their own sword techniques? And those who could do so, could they do so in such a dazzling way, giving people the feeling of being right there? This is true enlightenment of swordsmanship. Only when one has truly understood can they express the artistic conception.

The purple light collided with the red sun's sword, and the endless radiance pierced the eyes of the crowd, causing them to squint. The destructive force raged in the space, as if it had taken a long time to subside.

Lin Feng's figure emerged. He was still dressed in white, holding a single sword, and was as carefree and unrestrained as ever.

"Brother Sun's Sword, I really don't want to kill you. Unfortunately, you killed the person from Purple Mansion. You will surely die."

Zi Fu Elder sighed, although he was a powerful being in the Xuan Wu realm, he also realized that his natural talent was actually nothing special. He had reached his limit in cultivation and stopped there. Lin Feng was truly a genius. Give Lin Feng a few years, he would surpass him. The Xuan Wu realm was by no means Lin Feng's ultimate limit.

Some people love talents while others envy them. Lin Feng, this genius, has never been seen by the Elder of Zifu. His descendants are far inferior to him. He has always hoped to have a descendant who is a genius. Unfortunately, he has never got his wish. Now, he has waited for someone, but it's not one of his descendants. Instead, it's his enemy from Zifu.

The Elder of Zifu really wanted to slap the face of Ziyin. Such a person should have been properly befriended instead of being made enemies with. It's too foolish and utterly unforgivable.

"Get to work then." Lin Feng said indifferently.

"All right, die!"

The elder of Zifu calmly uttered a word, and with a single step, his figure immediately crossed in front of Lin Feng. With a palm infused with purple essence energy, he directly charged towards Lin Feng and attacked him.

The hearts of the crowd tightened. Lin Feng was about to collide with a powerful being of the Xuanwu Realm.

"Lightning Sword."

A low murmur escaped Lin Feng's lips. An incomparably brilliant light burst forth from his sword, brimming with boundless explosive power. This sword strike was dazzling, like the radiance that shone when the sun is at its zenith, fierce and powerful, illuminating everything. It was the Sword of the Scorching Sun.

"Ha, ha..."

The space emitted a disjointed sound, and the ashes of death lingered around the sword. This strike was Lin Feng's realization, and it also incorporated the artistic conception of the Sword of Nirvana within it.

This sword strike was as bright as the blazing sun and as swift as the radiance.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura swept over, the Sword of the Scorching Sun was approaching. The Elder of Zixu retreated. The powerful being of the Xuanwu Realm, in front of Lin Feng, actually retreated, although only by taking a small step to the side.

"Shadow Killer!"

Lin Fengjian's sword still didn't stop. The Cross Shadow Killing Technique was used and his body suddenly vanished, transforming into a dark shadow, as if it had vanished completely.

In the past, when Lin Feng made a perilous journey all the way to rescue Duan Xinye, he had used the second move of the Cross Shadow Killing Technique, namely the Shadow Killing. However, at that time, he couldn't achieve the state of having the shadow disappear without a trace. But now, having transcended to the realm of the union between human and heaven, when he used the Shadow Killing, he seemed as if he had lost his entire self, and only the power of destruction remained.

"Zi Ji!"

The elder of Zifu Clan felt the invisible destructive force and his complexion turned pale. He bellowed loudly and a wild and domineering purple light emerged. The true essence purple light burst forth in the air.

"Ha, ha..."

A sword pierced into Zhen Yuan's body. The complexion of the Elder Master of Zifu changed slightly. His body seemed to be an illusion, vanishing instantly and landing directly beneath the corridor. Then he retreated again. Once more, Elder Master Zifu was forced back by Lin Feng, and this time he was forced directly beneath the corridor.

However, Lin Feng's face betrayed no sign of pride or arrogance. He didn't pursue her either. His gaze shifted, and his eyes fell upon the figure of Purple Shadow. The icy and fierce gaze was filled with murderous intent.

This glance caused Ziyin's complexion to change drastically and her heart to tremble violently.

Lin Feng's body moved again, without any pause.