Chapter 1629: Chapter 878: The Black Fire Horse (Part 2)

Qian Yue saw that Lin Feng was not panicking, which meant that he knew this would be the situation now, and he also knew that Wu Fa would not be in danger. That’s why he appeared so confident.

Watching Lin Feng’s hair gently wafting, with the breeze brushing his face, this battlefield seemed like his stage, calm and composed.

At this moment, the Vanguard Right General of the Desolate Realm directly melted Wu Tian’s dragging sword.

Seeing him with an insidious look, he wielded the Mixed Element Demon Gun in his hands, swept by a surge of shadow power, and unleashed an assault on Wu Fa.

The three thousand soldiers and horses of the opposing Vanguard army, seeing their Right General with an absolute advantage, began to cheer loudly.

On Lin Feng’s side, those soldiers with slightly weaker cultivation and insight didn’t see the subtleties within and began to lose hope.

One by one, like deflated eggplants, they lost all will to fight.

This doesn’t mean that Lin Feng’s more than a thousand soldiers and horses were weak people incapable of battle.

It’s because these soldiers, who had admired and regarded Wu Fa General as their pillar for years, now faced their hero becoming a casualty under someone else’s blade in his first return battle. Such a demoralizing and disappointing situation.

"Face your death!"

At the next moment of the powerful spear technique unleashed by the Vanguard Right General, an aged yet strong voice resonated from Lin Feng’s camp.

No, this shout was not a roar from the Vanguard Right General. Instead, it was from the mouth of the transformative master wielding the full power of the Eight Spirit Knot.

An elderly yet robust figure leaped from the camp. Swept by a commanding lifelong masterstroke, carrying the momentum of a thousand troops, surged forward to the front lines.

"Heavenly Ice Netherworld Fire Palm!"

A surge of Cangxuan’s ice power blended with shadow fire erupted into the endless Desert North gale, instantly filling the world with nothing but this one thread of coldness, leaving no room for anything else.

The eyes of the Vanguard Right General from the Desolate Realm at this time only had Wu Fa as his target. He concentrated all his forces on this initial winning strike.

Once he successfully took down the person before him, his army would receive a morale boost, and by then, with a mere wave, the army behind him would flood over Peace City like a tsunami.

The gateway to the Mortal World would then open up.

Such imaginations are beautiful, but reality often doesn’t cater to one’s desires.

Lin Feng wouldn’t let him succeed, and neither would Yuan Hong, flying into action.

Yuan Hong’s straightforward execution of the Heavenly Ice Netherworld Fire Palm turned the Vanguard Right General before him into a profound ice block in an instant.

No matter how the black fire-spirit horse burned with fierce flames, it had no power to resist.

The scorching flames of hell vanished as well.

In everyone’s eyes remained only a man and a horse.

And then the strong black gun in this man’s hand, through the transparent, pure ice, faintly revealing the shadow power flowing within.

Although the Heavenly Ice Netherworld Fire Palm executed by Yuan Hong was only at the First Layer, it was enough to kill a master with the power of the Seven Spirit Knot in the Mortal World with a single move.

The profound ice didn’t just envelop him but attacked by letting the intense cold penetrate the cultivator’s chest and abdomen. At this moment, man and horse together were frozen from the inside out.

This ice is thousand-year-old cold ice. No one can break it. The one hit is utterly dead inside and out.

The soldiers present were left speechless, mouths agape watching everything unfold before them.

Not only Lin Feng’s side, but even the enemy soldiers across, watched dumbstruck at the scene.

Someone on the other side started shouting loudly:

"Are all people in the Mortal Realm so despicable to conduct sneak attacks?"

It was the Vanguard Commander from the Desolate Realm speaking, witnessing his Right General sneak attacked to death, his heart felt ablaze.

Words failed him.

If he couldn’t articulate well, he expressed it through his fury.

At this moment, Lin Feng heard it clearly, asking Wu Fa and Yuan Hong to rest in the formation while reminding everyone not to drop their guard.

Lin Feng struck the large block of ice with a palm, sending the Right General’s remains, both man and horse, flying towards the Vanguard Commander of the Desolate Realm.

Seeing him neither dodge nor evade, he cast a streak of light toward the ice-man before him, causing the ice-man to split in half upon contact.

The clash of the lights and ice dispersed both energies.

Only then did Lin Feng respond to his prior remark:

"If we’re talking about cunning and treachery, it’s you who harm the people and invade our cherished lands, Desolate Realm bandits! What need do we have to reason with such villainous beings?"

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s response, the enemy commander turned red with anger.

Seeing his side’s reaction, the soldiers behind Lin Feng grew more spirited, eager to rush onto the battlefield.

The Desolate Realm’s Vanguard Commander, incensed by Lin Feng’s words, saw Lin Feng’s mockery just beginning.

Mounting his horse, Lin Feng came to the front lines and shouted at the Desolate Realm’s Vanguard Commander:

"You shameless beings, invading our Mortal Realm goes against the Heavenly Dao, earning the wrath of humans and gods alike. The righteous path is vast in the heavens and earth, how can you vile tribes act at will? Those who defy the Heavenly Dao will be taken by it. Though I, Lin Feng, am not talented, I shall act on behalf of the heavenly justice, instill order for the world’s people, and wield my sword for Mortal Realm’s peace! Foul beings, swiftly cleanse your necks for my sword offering, claiming your lives as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

With that, Lin Feng spurred his spiritual horse, and a white Second Grade Spiritual Beast emerged. From the vast desert, it stirred a violent whirlwind, shaking the entire space.

Those outside the battlefield could not discern Lin Feng’s current position. Only those with exceedingly strong cultivation could sense Lin Feng’s presence from the faintly overflowing spiritual power.

The Desolate Realm’s Vanguard soldiers were also astonished by the undulating momentum before them.

But as a Vanguard General, his purpose is to pave the way for the hundred thousand troops behind, creating military might. Thus, he had no reason to fear nor an opportunity to retreat.

All that awaited him was a death duel with Lin Feng ahead, a fight to the end.

In his hand, he summoned a long sword, over three feet long, with a shadowy aura hidden in the peak.

Yuan Hong, positioned at the front of the formation, saw the strong dark flow of energy from the shadowy aura, urgently spoke: "Lin Feng, be careful; this is the Desolate Realm’s ultimate technique, Shadow Devouring Technique!"

The Desolate Realm’s predominant shadow technique practice was tyrannical and supreme. It often broke opponents’ defenses with dark flow power, allowing the streaming light within to invade the cultivator’s body, attacking the meridians fiercely.

Often those hit, even if they barely survived, couldn’t escape the result of their cultivation being destroyed, and their Spirit Knot exterminated.

Cruel and sheer dominance.

Hence, duels in the Desolate Realm are rare. If they do duel, it’s either dead or gravely injured.

The sword in the Desolate Realm’s Vanguard Commander’s hand, imbued with shadow power, was not something manifested visibly in its peak’s immense power.

Usually, attacks that visibly appear overly formidable leave endless openings to the opponent due to the attacker’s negligence.

The opponent keeps the power withdrawn, not releasing a trace. If one could spot one or two flaws, they often could achieve unexpected victories.

Due to his high cultivation and experience in battle, Yuan Hong quickly identified the underlying danger.

Under his guidance, Lin Feng began increasing his momentum output, continuously driving his True Yuan to rapidly fill any flaws in momentum exposed by himself or already noticed by the opponent.

Lin Feng’s momentum at this time was nearly unprecedentedly enhanced and reshaped under the innate Spirit Knot’s influx of spiritual power.