"The victor of level 7,320 is Lin Feng. The pagoda lord, Alloy Warrior Ian, has failed to defend the pagoda …"
As the host shouted, another round of sparring came to an end. The victor and loser had already been decided. The entire place was in an uproar.
"He won! He won again! "
"As expected, he won!"
"This Spirit Slayer Lin Feng has already cleared 300 levels!"
"That's right! Formless blades are the most lethal! "
"No one would be able to block such a formless spirit blade!"
…
Before the battle even started, it had already ended.
Feng Lin slowly walked over. A figure clad in alloy armor fell heavily onto the ground, completely losing his ability to resist.
Everything ended in an instant.
The spectators were in an uproar, cheering for the fake name 'Lin Feng' that Feng Lin had intentionally concealed himself.
At the start, they were still stunned. But after 300 rounds of sparring, no matter how powerful the pagoda lord was, the moment he encountered Lin Feng, he would immediately mutilate himself and lose his combat strength.
After watching so many battles, even those who weren't observant would notice that something was wrong.
After the host's explanation, they finally understood that this mysterious contestant Lin Feng had used the legendary spirit mythological gene's ability. He could control one's mind, killing and defeating his enemies formlessly.
As long as one was weaker than him, their mind would be controlled and their life and death would be out of their control.
Insta-kill!
Insta-kill!
This was a tyrannical ability that could insta-kill cultivators who were weaker than him.
When Feng Lin first appeared, because he defeated his opponent too quickly, he was suspected of fixing the match.
But after ascending to the 300th level of the Heaven Reaching Pagoda, the shock of insta-killing his opponent caused everyone to be unable to say any words of doubt.
The bet in the Heaven Reaching Pagoda had adjusted Feng Lin's winning rate to above 99%.
Level 7,489.
"Challenger, Spirit Slayer Lin Feng against Pagoda Lord Blood Devil Fick!" The host roared, and a new challenge began.
The entire place was in an uproar.
"It's Blood Devil Fick!"
"There's going to be a good show to watch!"
"He has awakened the legendary Vampire Mythological Path and can be said to be a cold-blooded creature. It won't be easy to affect his mind!"
…
Everyone involuntarily held their breaths as they stared at the two of them.
Could a cold-blooded and emotionless vampire defend against the formless spirit blade?
Other than controlling one's mind, what was Lin Feng's true strength?
…
After watching so many sparring matches, Feng Lin's strength was still a complete mystery in their eyes.
Would this Blood Devil Fick be able to force out his true strength?
Everyone was waiting to see what would happen.
Unknowingly, Feng Lin had already become a popular participant in the Heaven Reaching Pagoda.
After all, the legend of breaking through 300 levels in a single day had never happened before. Based on this situation, the legend would obviously continue.
Along with the host's shout.
The light in the tower quickly dimmed, and it was pitch black.
"Kekeke!" A wave of gloomy, hoarse, and strange laughter sounded out from nowhere, and it emitted an icy cold and horrifying aura. "You're that so-called Spirit Slayer, Lin Feng? How ridiculous! Although there aren't many adept realm cultivators in the interstellar space, you're really courting death for daring to use such a title! "
"You talk too much nonsense!" Upon hearing this person's mocking words, Feng Lin calmly glanced over. His eyes gleamed with silver light as a strange figure hung upside down on the dome appeared in his vision. Two wings covered his entire body, and he looked like a human-shaped bat.
His eyes narrowed as a formless spirit force gushed over, wanting to control the heart of this person.
At the next instant, an ice-cold inner world appeared in his perception. It had no humanity at all and was simply like a monster, filled with cruelty and bloodthirst.
"Kekeke! Is this what you call mind manipulation? Sadly, it's useless against me. Next, I'm going to suck your blood dry and turn you into my blood slave … "Blood Devil Fick laughed malevolently. A pair of black wings spread open as he swooped down like a giant bat. His blood-red eyes were filled with malevolence as he lunged toward Feng Lin.
A black shadow instantly flashed by. Feng Lin could already see the cold and sinister face of that person.
"Who said that I only know spirit control?" Feng Lin didn't panic at all. Instead, he laughed lightly.
"What?" That Blood Devil Fick stared at Feng Lin's calm expression as a sense of unease appeared in his heart. He was preparing to retreat.
At the next instant, Feng Lin already stretched out a palm, enveloping the bat monster from all directions. A formless force transformed into reality and gushed forth from all directions.
Blood Devil Fick's eyes protruded. He instantly felt as though his entire body was being crushed by a millstone. He was about to be flattened.
Monkey King Domain!
Feng Lin's lips curled up. His spirit force enveloped the entire space, transforming it into his domain, causing his opponent to have no way to escape.
That gigantic bat monster had completely become a plaything in his hands. He could do whatever he wanted with it.
"Damn! Blood Bat Frenzy Tide! " Blood Devil Fick was suppressed with a single move. He felt like an insect that had fallen into a spider's web and could only wait to be slaughtered.
As a high and mighty Adept Realm cultivator, how could he endure this kind of humiliation? He immediately erupted with his most powerful move.
His entire body erupted with blood-colored light as countless bat monsters burst forth from his body. They transformed into a frenzy tide that gushed forth, wanting to drown the enemy before him and suck his blood dry.
Explode!
Seeing this, Feng Lin smiled and let out a soft sigh.
The Monkey King Domain abruptly compressed. Everything within it, including the space itself, seemed to be compressed into a ball.
Those blood-colored bats instantly exploded in the air, turning into a rain of blood that smelled of blood, splattering everywhere.
Pa!
A rotten piece of flesh with four limbs twisted beyond recognition fell down.
Against this blood-sucking monster, Feng Lin wouldn't be as merciful as before. His attacks were ruthless, and with a single move, he immediately beat the monster to the brink of death, completely losing his battle prowess, and even his cultivation was completely crippled.
"Victor, Lin Feng!"
Upon seeing this, the host immediately spoke in a trembling voice.
"Spirit control and spirit suppression!"
"The Spirit Slayer truly lives up to his reputation!"
"If one can't even block the formless spirit force, no one would be a match for this Lin Feng!"
…
Many of the spectators commented in hindsight.
Feng Lin didn't care about what these people were saying or what strange nicknames they were giving him.
His path to the pagoda had already begun. He wouldn't stop here.
"I concede!"
"I concede as well!"
"You win!"
…
One couldn't help but say that Feng Lin's sudden heavy-handed attack was extremely shocking.
The miserable state of Blood Devil Fick was right before their eyes. For the remaining levels, the cultivators were all afraid that they would fall into Feng Lin's hands. Once they didn't have the confidence to deal with Feng Lin's spirit force, they would immediately concede. They would no longer put up a stubborn resistance for the sake of their pride.
For something like pride, compared to one's cultivation base, which was more important? Anyone with brains would understand.
7,500, 7,550, 7,600 …
As Feng Lin ascended, all the cultivators he encountered couldn't withstand a single exchange under his spirit pressure. They either took the initiative to concede, or their spirits were suppressed … they were all defeated consecutively.
Who could stop Lin Feng?
This was the question that everyone was most concerned about.
Feng Lin continued ascending, looking like he was invincible until an internal member of the Heaven Reaching Pagoda found him.
"Respected Grandmaster Lin Feng, I'm sorry! Because we severely underestimated your combat prowess, we caused you to waste your time in the lower levels of the Heaven Reaching Pagoda. After the latest calculations by the A.I. of the Heaven Reaching Pagoda, as well as the serious research of the Heaven Reaching Pagoda's cultivator group, we will definitely allow you to ascend to the 1,000th level, directly reaching the 8,700th level … "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
