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Chapter 569

Words:2052Update:22/06/25 08:30:09

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"After breaking through the first layer of the Martial King Realm, my strength actually reached 15 virtual dao marks, which is equivalent to 15 times the strength of a cultivator of the same level."

Lin Feng sensed his strength and revealed a happy expression.

Why did many tenth layer Martial King Realm cultivators not break through and instead suppress their realm?

This was the reason.

The stronger the accumulation, the stronger the increase in battle strength when breaking through.

Ordinary tenth layer Martial General Realm cultivators might only be able to condense one virtual dao mark when breaking through to the Martial King Realm.

But Lin Feng could condense 15 virtual dao marks.

This was the difference between ordinary cultivators and monstrous geniuses.

The top geniuses of the large sects and factions suppressed their realms because they wanted to continue consolidating their cultivation. When they broke through to the Yin Yang Realm, their battle strength would be even more powerful.



For ordinary cultivators, the first layer of the Martial King Realm would have one virtual dao mark.

The second layer of the Martial King Realm would have five virtual dao marks.

The third layer of the Martial King Realm would have 25 virtual dao marks.

The fourth layer of the Martial King Realm would have 125 virtual dao marks.



The tenth layer of the Martial King Realm would have 1,953,125 virtual dao marks.

The increase in strength was basically five times.

Of course, strength was not the same as battle strength. If one cultivated some top secret techniques, as long as the opponent's strength did not exceed ten times, they could even defeat the opponent.

If one cultivated those heaven-defying secret techniques, they could even completely ignore the difference in strength between realms.

Not to mention ten times, even ten times or a hundred times, they could still kill the opponent. Of course, this kind of heaven-defying secret technique was too rare.

But Lin Feng had mastered a few.

For example, "Dao Character Extermination", "Sky Splitting" … their power was too terrifying, completely ignoring the difference in strength between realms.



"I now have 15 virtual dao marks. When the five Martial Spirits are activated, my strength will increase by five times, reaching 75 virtual dao marks."

Lin Feng revealed a smile.

In terms of pure strength, he was 75 times stronger than cultivators of the same level.

Of course, in terms of battle strength, Lin Feng could instantly kill cultivators of the same level.

After breaking through, Lin Feng believed that with the Immemorial Dragonesque Elephant Art, Dao Character Extermination, Sky Splitting and other powerful secret techniques, he would not be at a disadvantage even when facing the most monstrous existences.



Lin Feng didn't stay in the Astral Plain for long. He quickly rushed out of the Astral Plain. Lin Feng didn't want to stay in this dangerous place for too long.

However, what Lin Feng didn't expect was that he actually encountered a "Astral Wind Storm".

The wind storm that engulfed the heavens and earth wreaked havoc on the earth.

Lin Feng quickly fled.

However, he still couldn't escape the astral wind storm.

He was sucked into the storm.

Soon, he was knocked unconscious by the terrifying power.

When Lin Feng woke up, he felt a tearing pain all over his body.

If Lin Feng's body had not surpassed the Yin-Yang Realm, the astral wind storm would have torn his body apart. Being able to survive the astral wind storm was something worth celebrating.

Lin Feng stood up and sat down cross-legged, circulating the Immemorial Dragonesque Elephant Art. Two hours later, the injuries on his body were more or less healed. He stood up and walked towards the distance. This was a boundless plain, but he didn't know where he was blown to.

Three days later, he saw a campsite with more than ten cultivators resting there.

Lin Feng quickly rushed towards the campsite. When they saw someone approaching, the cultivators were on guard.

The leader of the group, a burly cultivator, shouted, "Who are you?"

Lin Feng said, "I'm a cultivator passing by. I want to ask if this is still the Astral Plain. I've been flying for three days, but why can't I see the way out? "

The burly cultivator said, "This is the depths of the Astral Plain. There are broken restrictions everywhere. It's said that this place has formed a huge natural illusion array. Even a Spirit Array Master at the peak of the Mystic Stage would be trapped here and die."

Lin Feng's expression changed slightly, but he immediately frowned. If this place was so dangerous, why didn't these people look worried?

He felt that these cultivators were a little strange.

"Thank you for telling me. Seeing that everyone is so calm, could it be that you have a way out?" Lin Feng asked.

The burly cultivator said, "We don't have a way, but our master has a way."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He cupped his fists and said, "I wonder if this brother can introduce me?"

The burly cultivator sneered faintly and said, "Since you want to meet our master, it's not impossible. Brothers, let's go back and meet our master."

The cultivators stood up one by one, and Lin Feng left with them. There was a mountain range about fifteen kilometers away, and the "master" that the burly cultivator had mentioned was resting there. Lin Feng saw a group of people resting in a huge cave in the depths of the mountain range. The leader was a woman. She had an enchanting figure and an extremely beautiful face. She had long, slender legs, full peaks, and a slim waist. She had a perfect golden ratio and a charming face. She was truly a peerless beauty. However, her eyes were very cold, and there was not a trace of emotion in them.

This made Lin Feng very surprised. The "master" that the burly cultivator had mentioned was actually this woman. On her left shoulder, there was a small golden snake sticking its head out. It flicked its forked tongue and looked coldly at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng secretly raised his guard. This woman's aura was very terrifying, and there was a small golden snake coiling around her body. She did not seem like a righteous cultivator.

Aside from the woman, there was also a man in green clothes. He looked to be about thirty years old and had a deep aura. His cultivation was also very strong.

"I'm Wu Qingqing. What's your name?" The enchanting woman looked at Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng."



Wu Qingqing nodded. She pointed at the thirty-year-old man beside her and said, "This is my right-hand man. He's a Profound Spirit Array Master, Pei Zihui."

"Brother Pei!"

Lin Feng cupped his fists.

"Haha, Brother Lin." Pei Zihui seemed to be very easy to talk to. He smiled and greeted Lin Feng.

Wu Qingqing waved her hand, and the burly cultivator and the others retreated to the cave outside.

Only Lin Feng, Wu Qingqing, Pei Zihui, and the two maidservants behind Wu Qingqing were left in the cave.

"Brother Lin, please sit …"

Wu Qingqing said.

Lin Feng nodded and sat behind a stone table. One of the maidservants came forward and poured some wine for Lin Feng.

Wu Qingqing raised her cup and downed it first.

Pei Zihui smiled and said, "Brother Lin, cheers!"

Lin Feng raised his cup and downed it in one gulp.

"Brother Lin, how did you enter the depths of Tiangang Plain? It wasn't easy to enter. " Wu Qingqing asked.

"I was swept in by the astral winds." Lin Feng said.

Wu Qingqing sneered, as if she did not believe Lin Feng's words. Who could survive after being swept in by the astral winds?

Wu Qingqing said, "We're about to explore a ruin and need Brother Lin to join us. Brother Lin, you won't refuse, right?"

Lin Feng said. "Oh? There are ruins here? I didn't expect that. Since Miss Wu invited me, I naturally won't refuse. "

"Bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

At that moment, a roar came from outside. A cultivator in ragged clothes and covered in blood roared. This cultivator was very strong. He killed a few guards and took a sword. Holding the sword, he charged towards Wu Qingqing. Lin Feng narrowed his eyes. What was going on? Lin Feng already felt that Wu Qingqing's group was strange. Now that he saw this cultivator covered in blood trying to assassinate Wu Qingqing, it confirmed his suspicions.

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