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Chapter 1010

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After that, an old man wearing a golden robe came out of the palace. It was Yuan Tian, whom Lin Feng had met back then. Back then, Yuan Tian had been a guest at the Great Sect Competition, and Lin Feng had been a participant.

A few months had passed, and Lin Feng had already become as strong as Yuan Tian. Yuan Tian had only broken through to the third layer of a god emperor. Lin Feng was strong enough to fight against strong cultivators, so defeating Yuan Tian wasn't a problem for Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, the Yuan Palace isn't a place where you can do whatever you want. You'd better take it easy!" Shouted Yuan Tian coldly, pointing at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's nose twitched and he frowned. At first, he didn't want to kill them, but now Lin Feng was thinking that maybe the Hall of Yuan Dao shouldn't exist anymore.

"The Yuan Palace should be destroyed!" Lin Feng shook his head helplessly. Initially, he wanted to give Jing Wuhen face, but now Jing Wuhen had been abandoned by the Yuan Palace. Since that was the case, the Yuan Palace didn't need to exist anymore.

Lin Feng was cruel and merciless. He wanted to destroy the Yuan Palace, so he had to do it.

When Yuan Tian heard Lin Feng, his facial expression changed drastically. He couldn't believe it. He smiled mockingly and said, "Are you kidding? Lin Feng, where do you get your confidence from? "

"Where do I get my confidence from? You mean …? " Lin Feng didn't answer Yuan Tian's question. Instead, he asked him a question in a straightforward manner. He smiled evilly and waved his left hand. Seventy-five corpses stood behind Lin Feng. The five corpses that had killed more than twenty flies also stood behind the rest of the army.

Eighty Half-step God Emperor corpse-men stood behind Lin Feng. Yuan Tian broke out in a cold sweat and his face turned pale.

His imposing aura was vast as it pressed down upon Yuan Tian. Yuan Tian's heart was instantly filled with despair, and his face that was previously filled with confidence had transformed into terror and panic. He swore that he'd never felt such despair in his entire lifetime. Moreover, he was clearly aware that he would be annihilated, yet he didn't have the ability to change the situation.

"My confidence comes from here." Said Lin Feng while smiling coldly. He pointed at the eighty demon soldiers behind him. Those soldiers had destroyed many ancient clans in the past, and now they could do the same.

Yuan Tian's face was extremely pale and his lips were trembling. He didn't know what to do next and he didn't know what to do next. He also didn't know what to do to let this matter pass and protect Hall Yuan.

"You, you really want to do this? Do you know that if you do this, you will incur the wrath of the public? " Said Yuan Tian in an ice-cold way. He was trying to threaten Lin Feng by saying that he had offended the crowd.

But in Lin Feng's eyes, it was a joke, a huge joke, nothing more.

"Since things have come to this, hand over Jing Wuhen." Said Lin Feng indifferently. He was playing with his nails and looked indifferent. At that moment, everything was under his control. Apart from releasing Jing Wu Hen, Yuan Tian had no other choice.

Yuan Tian smiled wryly. When Lin Feng had appeared in the sky above the country of swamp, he had been sure that Lin Feng knew about Jing Wu Hen. Back then, he had thought that he could defeat Lin Feng, but now Lin Feng had shown him his trump card.

Only then did he realize how foolish his decision had been. He even regretted choosing Yuan Feng and giving up on Jing Wuhen. It had to be known that Jing Wuhen was younger than Yuan Feng and had superior talent.

Perhaps it was because Yuan Feng was a disciple of Hall Yuan while Jing Wuhen was only a half-way disciple. This was the difference between the close and the distant. It caused him to make a mistake, a mistake that could not be forgiven.

That mistake could lead to the destruction of Hall Yuan.

"I can release Jing Wu Hen, but you have to promise not to touch Hall Yuan." Said Yuan Tian. He wanted to release Jing Wuhen to threaten Lin Feng. That way, he would be able to protect the palace.

But in Lin Feng's eyes, that kind of threat was a joke, it was even worse than a joke.

"Do you think you can negotiate with me? Do you think you can still threaten me? "

"I asked you to release Jing Wuhen because I wanted to give you a chance to perform. Maybe I would have let the ordinary disciples of Palace Yuan go because of this. However, you used this gift as a condition to threaten me?"

"Do you think you can? Yuan Tian? " Said Lin Feng furiously. Even though the people outside didn't understand what was going on, they knew that something big was going on. Nobody dared come in and watch.

Yuan Tian's face was deathly pale. He knew that he couldn't threaten Lin Feng anymore. If Lin Feng wanted to save Jing Wu Hen, he just had to destroy Hall Yuan and save her.

He smiled wryly. In the end, Lin Feng had defeated the Yuan Hall. He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to accept it.

But the reality was that Hall Yuan was going to be destroyed by Lin Feng after the Ancient Evil Clan. It was a humiliation, but he couldn't change anything.

"She Shan, release him. Release Jing Tianao as well." Yuan Tian scolded in despair as he looked at Elder She Shan.

The old man's face turned deathly pale, but he didn't have any chance to bargain with Lin Feng. He could only obey Yuan Tian and release Jing Tian 'ao and Jing Wuhen.

Soon, Jing Wuhen and Jing Tianao were released. Jing Tianao's hands and feet were shackled. These were special sealing chains that ordinary people couldn't break.

Jing Wuhen was in an even more miserable state. The chain had pierced through her spine, and her entire back had been penetrated. Blood had already soaked her white robes, but she gritted her teeth and didn't cry out in pain.

Lin Feng was furious. He was Eternal Kingdom's best friend and he was being bullied by the Yuan Palace. Lin Feng was furious.

Long Lan 'er, who had been hiding in the shadows, was also enraged. She clenched her fists, took a step forward, and charged toward Yuan Tian.

"I'm going to kill you!" Shouted Long Lan 'er furiously. She was a god emperor of the first layer, but in the end, she couldn't defeat Yuan Tian. Yuan Tian punched her and she was blown away.

She coughed up blood. Jing Wu Hen's expression changed drastically. She looked at Lin Feng and gnashed her teeth furiously, "Lin Feng, destroy Hall Yuan, destroy Hall Yuan!"

When Lin Feng heard those words, he took a deep breath. He had made up his mind.

Jing Wu Hen had said that, so everything was going to happen.

"Destroy!" Said Lin Feng to the eighty corpse demons. Then, he turned around. He didn't want to see them die.

Horrible shrieks and furious shouts filled the air but Lin Feng looked calm and serene from the beginning to the end. Even though the evil spirits were screaming and screaming, he didn't frown, it was as if he wasn't the one who had caused this bloody scene.

No one knew where Yuan Tian's corpse had gone. At this moment, no one could escape. The energy of 80 Half-Step God Emperors was enough to resist against a level four God Emperor. One could imagine how terrifying the Corpseman was.

Lin Feng walked over to Jing Wuhen. Jing Wuhen hugged Long Lan 'er, who was injured. She looked very worried.

"Why are you so stupid? Why are you so stupid? " Jing Wuhen's shoulders were pierced by the chains, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he hugged Long Lan 'er tightly. In the face of the woman he loved, pain was nothing.

At that moment, Lin Feng was moved. At the same time, he was happy that they had destroyed the Yuan Palace. That clan shouldn't have continued to exist. Yuan Feng had betrayed them, Jing Wuhen had been imprisoned, everything had happened because of the Yuan Palace. They were a bunch of opportunists.

Destroying the Palace of Origin would shock the entire continent, but Lin Feng didn't care. The Palace of Origin had imprisoned his friends and tortured them.

So what if he destroyed them?

His friends had suffered so much.

So what if he destroyed them?

Jing Wu Hen treated them sincerely, but the Palace of Origin was hypocritical. In the end, they had taken over the Ze Country. So what if he destroyed them?

So what if he destroyed them?!

"So what if I destroyed them?" Whispered Lin Feng. Then he smiled indifferently. Destroying the Palace of Origin wasn't a big deal!

The Palace of Origin had been destroyed. A few hundred of their disciples had been killed. Yuan Tian's corpse was nowhere to be found. Apart from Yuan Feng, who had escaped from Ju Valley, nobody had escaped.

"Lin Feng, I can't face you. Surprisingly, you came to save us and I …"

Jing Tian 'ao knelt down in front of Lin Feng. He felt guilty and ashamed. Back then, when Lin Feng had been in trouble, Jing Tian' ao had tried everything he could to stop Jing Wu Hen from getting involved with Lin Feng. He had made Lin Feng fall into a dangerous situation.

However, now that the Ze Country was in trouble and Jing Wu Hen was in trouble, Lin Feng had even destroyed the Palace of Origin to avenge Jing Wu Hen.

That kind of kindness? How could Jing Tian 'ao bear that?

Lin Feng looked at Jing Tian 'ao who was kneeling down in front of him and his facial expression changed. To be honest, he was angry. Jing Tian' ao's attitude had made Lin Feng furious, but Jing Wu Hen had made up for it.

Having Jing Wu Hen as a friend was enough. Nothing else mattered anymore.

"Uncle, get up. You didn't do anything wrong. You were just thinking about Wu Hen. We're on the same side." Lin Feng sighed and shouted at Jing Tian 'ao indifferently.

When Jing Tian 'ao heard that, he looked happy. Lin Feng's words made him feel relieved.

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