Demon Dragon Mad God

Earlier Lin Feng had already used Spiritual Sense to investigate; it seemed that some kind of martial arts tournament was taking place here, hence the large gathering of people.

In the center of the plaza, a square battle platform had been erected, towering five zhang high, with a length and width close to a thousand zhang each.

On the battle platform, a pair of young men and women around twenty years old were locked in fierce combat. The man had a rough face and a tall, burly physique; the woman was slender and graceful with a beautiful appearance, wearing a blue velvet skirt, her black hair dancing in the wind.

Both of them were at the Third Layer of the Martial King Realm in cultivation, their strength truly formidable, with each strike possessing immense power.

However, it was evident that the woman’s strength was superior; the sword in her hand glowed with green light, each move deadly, forcing the burly young man into retreat after retreat.

The array arrangements on and around the battle platform could isolate the fluctuations of Qi Force, so despite the powerful momentum of their fight, it did not affect the area outside the platform.

Several hundred zhang below the battle platform, a tall viewing stand had been constructed, with dozens of strong figures seated above, observing the battle.

Among these dozens of strong figures was a middle-aged man with a solemn face, wearing a dragon robe, exuding authority without anger, clearly the emperor of the Qingyu Empire.

Hundreds of soldiers clad in armor surrounded the battle platform and the viewing stand, evidently maintaining order.

"Princess Qing Ya is indeed formidable, defeating nine challengers in succession!"

"Indeed, among the younger generation of our Qingyu Empire, it’s hard for anyone to defeat Princess Qing Ya!"

"Haha! His Majesty holds a martial arts tournament for the Princess to find a consort; defeating the Princess is necessary to become the Prince Consort. It’s likely challenging to find one anytime soon!"

"Talent from other islands has come upon hearing this, who knows who will finally win the beauty!"

The noisy chatter resounded, with hundreds of thousands gathered in the plaza, the sound waves echoing skyward.

In the rear of the crowd, Lin Feng stood calmly, not paying attention to the martial arts competition on the battle platform but rather observing the dozens of strong figures on the viewing stand.

His gaze first settled on the emperor of the Qingyu Empire, a Martial Artist at the Second Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Soon, Lin Feng’s gaze shifted, scanning the other strong figures, finally resting on an old man’s figure.

The old man was about sixty years old, wearing a dark blue robe, with a lean frame and a hawk nose, sitting expressionless beside the Qingyu emperor.

"It’s him!" Lin Feng’s eyes flashed with intelligence; in his sense, the faint corpse energy emanated from this man.

This indicated the person either practiced Corpse Technique or was a Corpse Demon himself.

Immediately, Lin Feng crossed through the crowd, intending to bypass the battle platform and directly seize the old man on the viewing stand.

Whether the person belonged to the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, he could simply force an inquiry.

Just as Lin Feng approached the side of the battle platform, an abrupt change occurred.

"You’ve lost!"

A voice of delicate shout was heard as the blue-clad woman on the platform swiftly struck out a sword, a green Sword Qi instantly slashing at the chest of the burly young man.

Ah!

A scream echoed, blood spurted, and the burly young man immediately flew backwards, crashing directly in front of Lin Feng.

Bang!

The burly young man’s body smashed into the ground, causing it to crack.

Fortunately, the woman had restrained some force, allowing the burly young man to preserve his life.

"Hmph! A mere waste, and you dare to dream of becoming my Prince Consort!"

On the battle platform, the blue-clad woman stood proudly, with arrogance and obstinacy on her face, coldly snorting in disdain.

Soon, the woman’s beautiful eyes flowed, glancing toward Lin Feng approaching the platform, arrogantly speaking: "Want to challenge as well? If you’re not capable, don’t waste my time, Princess!"

Lin Feng ignored the blue-clad woman, stepping over the burly young man’s body, attempting to head toward the viewing stand.

The blue-clad woman paused, completely unexpected that Lin Feng would disregard her!

Angry emotions surged within the blue-clad woman, she crossed her foot, flying off the platform, blocking Lin Feng’s path.

"I asked you a question!" The blue-clad woman’s beautiful eyes contained malice, coldly staring at Lin Feng, sharply shouting.

As the princess of the Qingyu Empire, no one had ever dared to ignore her, yet the man before her today actually disregarded her inquiry? Unbelievable!

"Not interested!" Lin Feng halted, casting a casual glance at the blue-clad woman.

"Natives, you have courage, though courage is useless!" Wu Tianyu’s gaze fell on Lin Feng.

His eyes held a hint of curiosity; seeing Lin Feng only at the peak of Eighth Layer Martial Emperor Realm, yet becoming the leader of a group of Martial Artists at Ninth Layer, even Quasi Emperor, caused some surprise in his heart.

It seems that this young native before us is the top genius of the Heavenly Vault World, and might even be the strongest person.

"Do you know what this place is?"

Lin Feng’s eyes were cold as he stared directly at Wu Tianyu, asking indifferently. Without waiting for a response, he continued, "This is the Sea of Death, indicating that this is your land of death!"

At this moment, Lin Feng’s gaze swept over a group of Witch Clan geniuses, secretly pondering in his mind.

With so many Witch Clan testers, there’s absolutely no way to know who holds high status in the Witch Clan, so the only option is to capture as many as possible. The more captives, the more confidence one has, and the greater the hope of successfully leaving the Heavenly Vault Continent.

"Oh, really?" Wu Tianyu chuckled noncommittally, shaking his head and saying, "You natives of the Heavenly Vault World truly do not know how vast the heavens are and how wide the earth is!"

Wu Tianyu felt speechless inside, a bunch of worthless people, yet they still want to kill them?

Not even those below the Martial Emperor Realm could do it. In the outside world, even an ordinary Middle Rank Martial Emperor couldn’t kill him.

"Haha! These natives are really frogs in a well!"

"They actually want to kill us, how laughable!"

"Kill them! Extract their stars!"

A group of Witch Clan geniuses sneered, faces full of disdain. They are the hunters, while the other side is the prey, yet it seems the roles have reversed?

"Brother Tianyu, just kill them directly! Don’t waste any time!" Wu Xian said to Wu Tianyu.

"Hmm!"

Wu Tianyu nodded, smiling, "However, before making a move, let’s deal with a rat first!"

With that said, his fingertip pointed, and a purple finger light shot out instantly, striking toward the distant sea surface.

The finger light was incredibly sharp, filled with infinite killing intent, reaching the peak, almost indiscernible to the naked eye, instantly penetrating the endless seawater.

Ah!

A shrill scream suddenly echoed from the sea floor, and soon, an old man’s figure shot up from the Sea of Death like a sharp sword.

The old man was covered in blood, with a fist-sized bloody hole in his chest, blood gushing out crazily.

Lin Feng and the others were startled upon witnessing this, as they hadn’t noticed that beneath the Sea of Death, there was an expert hidden.

Lin Feng recognized this elder; he was the sect leader of a sect previously subservient to the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace, with the cultivation of Ninth Layer Martial Emperor Realm.

Unexpectedly, this man was actually hiding under the Sea of Death!

"Palace Master, save me...!" As soon as the elder emerged, he rushed toward Lin Feng, attempting to have Lin Feng protect his life.

However, before the elder could finish speaking, his words came to a sudden halt.

Another finger light arrived swiftly and struck his head, causing it to explode on the spot, and he died tragically.

Soon, the elder’s star speedily flew toward Wu Tianyu, entering the Soul Testing Plate in his hand.

This star was a Spear Star, shimmering silver, emitting two golden rings.

"Not bad, a Heavenly Level Second Rank Star!" After collecting the Soul Testing Plate, Wu Tianyu smiled and nodded.

"It’s truly extraordinary!" Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed instantly upon witnessing this, the speed and sharpness of this man’s attack were terrifying, leaving him unable to react in time to rescue.

A Martial Emperor Realm warrior at the Ninth Layer barely had any power to resist and was easily killed.

"Haha! Natives, enjoy the taste of death!"

Immediately, Wu Tianyu chuckled lightly and waved his hand, signaling everyone to attack Lin Feng and the others.

In his eyes, dealing with these natives didn’t require his intervention.

Following Wu Tianyu’s command, the Witch Clan geniuses instantly dispersed, their bodies exuding powerful auras, momentum soaring to the sky.

The overwhelming momentum, like tens of thousands of smoke columns, formed a boundless storm, sweeping across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Where the storm passed, the space within thousands of miles instantly shattered, turning into a void.

Lin Feng and his group, seeing this, also prepared for battle. Though they were few in number, they showed no sign of fear.

Swoosh!

Just as the battle was about to commence, a piercing sound resounded sharply.

At the horizon, a black stream of light pierced the sky, swiftly approaching.