CHAPTER 426: CHAPTER 413: BEGIN_2

Lin Feng sighed silently; with such speed, even if he wished to pursue, it was impossible.

Previously, he did not know the opponent had such formidable movement technique speed, and had been rather casual in his attack; otherwise, he definitely wouldn’t have let the opponent escape so easily.

"I wonder what level of movement technique he’s cultivating, or is it a secret technique?"

Lin Feng speculated secretly, feeling somewhat moved by such a powerful movement technique.

Although the Shadow Step technique he cultivated was formidable, it was too low-level for him now, hardly useful for greater purposes.

Of course, although Shadow Step was only a Level Three Low Grade movement technique, Lin Feng had cultivated it to near Great Perfection, its effects no less than those Martial Artists who cultivated Level Three Middle Grade techniques.

Lin Feng’s figure descended, landing beside the two dead black-robed men, activated the Demon Dragon Star, and in a moment, devoured all their Star, True Yuan, and Essence Blood.

The True Yuan cultivated by these two was all blood-colored, containing strong Blood Evil Qi. Lin Feng spent nearly half a quarter refining, removing the Blood Evil Qi, and the remaining pure True Yuan finally fully merged into the Nine Spirit Vortices, integrating with his True Yuan.

After refining the True Yuan and Essence Blood of the two, Lin Feng’s cultivation increased by only one and a half stars—the True Yuan and Essence Blood of the two were indeed too little for Lin Feng’s Nine Spirit Vortices.

"What kind of Star is this?"

Lin Feng noticed the Star of the two black-robed men he just devoured; both of their Star were Earth Level First Rank, and after being devoured by Lin Feng, still merged with his Demon Dragon Star, floating within the devouring vortex.

One of them had a Star of a black long spear, which Lin Feng didn’t care much about, but the other’s Star was a Demon Beast in the shape of an elephant, with long ears and a trunk, yet only the size of a rabbit. Lin Feng, having never heard of this kind of Demon Beast, found it somewhat strange.

Driven by curiosity, Lin Feng connected with this Demon Beast Star and suddenly felt a drastic change in his senses; in the void, he could clearly sense all kinds of aura, even the aura of birds and beasts flying miles away.

"Eh? How magical!"

Lin Feng was surprised and thought to himself, "This must be the reason they could find me!"

Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel happy, this kind of Star, although not high level, could sometimes be very useful.

In the past few months, he had devoured quite a few Stars, but most were Seven or Eight Stars, useless, and the Xuan Grade Stars he devoured were numbered on the fingers, also bland, the only somewhat useful being that Xuan Grade Second Rank golden War Saber Star!

After a short while, Lin Feng put away the storage rings of the two men, his figure flashed, stepping into the sky.

With six to seven days’ journey to the Hundred Extremes Sacred City, Lin Feng, aiming to find more time for cultivation, subdued a Level Three First Layer Demon Beast, an Iron Feathered Eagle, in a mountain range.

This Iron Feathered Eagle, beaten miserably by Lin Feng, covered in wounds, its spiritual intelligence not weak as a Level Three Demon Beast, eventually submitted to Lin Feng obediently.

Then, Lin Feng sat on the back of the Iron Feathered Eagle, traveling through the clouds, cultivating while on the way.

The Iron Feathered Eagle was not large, its wingspan around seven to eight meters, but being an avian Demon Beast, its speed was not much slower than Lin Feng’s.

Among the sea of clouds, Lin Feng sat on the back of the Iron Feathered Eagle, the fierce wind like knives, continuously slicing at him.

"At such times, grasping the wind to enhance Sword Intent is more appropriate than enhancing cultivation!"

Feeling the fierce winds around him, Lin Feng stopped cultivating and instead concentrated, carefully sensing the winds around him.

...

Thousands of miles away, in a dense forest above, a streak of blood light suddenly appeared, instantly turning into a burly black-robed man.

"Cough, cough!!"

The black-robed man, as soon as he appeared, couldn’t stop coughing violently, his form staggering, appearing extremely weak.

"Damned kid, making me resort to using the Blood Escape Technique!"

The black-robed man’s voice was chillingly cold.

"He has such strong strength, he must be one of those geniuses going to participate in the Hundred Extremes Tournament. Let the Young Master kill him then!"

The black-robed man muttered to himself, followed by a sinister laugh: "These peerless geniuses, each stronger than the last, but soon, once my Blood Luo Hall has taken control over the entire Great Thousand Domain, you all will die!"

After a short while, the figure of the robed figure shook again, and he hastily flew into the distance.

"Up ahead lies a small city. If I drain all the essence blood from the people there, I should be able to recover!"

...

In the northwestern region of the Great Thousand Domain, there lies a bottomless abyss known as the Dragon Burial Abyss, one of the dangerous forbidden areas of the Great Thousand Domain.

It is said that the Dragon Burial Abyss is the land where a Divine Dragon perished in ancient times.

The Dragon Burial Abyss contains immense dragon might, which, despite tens of thousands of years, has not completely dissipated.

One day, a tall figure burst forth from the abyss.

This is a young man, dressed in a golden robe, with a handsome face and an extraordinary demeanor.

"Ha ha ha! This time at the Hundred Extremes Tournament, I, Duan Jingtian, am bound to make a shocking debut!"

The young man laughed loudly, then a cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, "Lin Feng, you better pray you don’t encounter me during the Hundred Extremes Tournament, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

As the time for the Hundred Extremes Tournament drew closer, the entire Great Thousand Domain was stirred.

Other than hundreds of sects, tens of thousands of martial artists rushed towards the Hundred Extremes Sacred City of the Tianhong Empire.

Some powerful sects gave great importance to this edition of the Hundred Extremes List. In recent years, geniuses have emerged throughout the Great Thousand Domain, making this tournament the most prosperous in centuries, with the possibility of opening the Heavenly Vault Divine Realm.

The Heavenly Vault Divine Realm, located in the East Continent of the Heavenly Vault Mainland, is one of the most powerful and ancient heritage sites, inherited from the distant ancient times.

It can be said that over the countless years on the land of the East Continent, the evolution and development of martial arts owe much to the Heavenly Vault Divine Realm.

The Heavenly Vault Divine Realm, connected to over a hundred domains of East Continent, grants each domain’s Hundred Extremes Tournament a chance to unlock and inherit ancient martial arts.

Other powerful domains almost always open the Heavenly Vault Divine Realm in each edition, entering to seize opportunities.

However, the Great Thousand Domain is far too weak, having not opened the Heavenly Vault Divine Realm for nearly a thousand years, nor talking about obtaining its inheritance. This has led to the continuous weakening of the Great Thousand Domain, and its growing disparity with other domains in the East Continent.

After eight days of travel, Lin Feng, riding an Iron Feathered Eagle, crossed nearly half of the Tianhong Empire, finally nearing the Hundred Extremes Sacred City.

The Hundred Extremes Sacred City, built within an ancient range of the Desolate Mountain Range, gives off an ancient and viceregal aura even before Lin Feng approaches.

Entering the Desolate Mountain Range, the martial artists around became numerous, some in groups of three to five, others alone, all heading for the Hundred Extremes Sacred City.

In the central area of the Desolate Mountain Range, a massive and ancient city, nestled in the earth like a primordial giant beast amid a hundred towering peaks, guards the city.

This is the venue for the Hundred Extremes Tournament, the Hundred Extremes Sacred City.

The Hundred Extremes Sacred City, its age unknown, has stood here unblemished for many years. Some say the city dates back to ancient times, others to even more distant ages, but its true history remains elusive.

The Hundred Extremes Sacred City has only a southern gate, beyond which lies a vast plain.

At this moment, the plain was filled with hundreds of thousands of martial artists, densely packed, as far as the eye can see.

Various noisy voices and True Yuan fluctuations merged together, forming towering waves of energy, reaching into the heavens.

Lin Feng surveyed the scene and couldn’t help but inhale sharply. Among these hundreds of thousands of martial artists, eighty to ninety percent were of Earth Martial Master cultivation. There were very few Spirit Martial Realm warriors, and even among them, a dozen or so had an aura like towering mountains, apparently with cultivation surpassing that of Earth Martial Masters.

Lin Feng abandoned the Iron Feathered Eagle and flew onto the plain, looking around. He quickly spotted members of the Divine Wind Camp on a hill.

Among the core disciples of the Divine Wind Camp, aside from Lin Feng and Duan Jingtian, only five others had obtained the entry slots for the Hundred Extremes Tournament. However, quite a few people had come this time.

Over forty core disciples had arrived, besides, there were the Inner Sect Great Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, Elder Wei, Wang Hui, and more than twenty other sect Elders.

However, Lin Feng looked around and didn’t see Duan Jingtian, who must have not yet arrived.