In an instant, Lin Feng understood.
He finally understood the message Ancient God Wu Feng wanted to pass on to him, her 'dying wish'.
She needed his help.
He needed to kill this two-faced lion Yao King!
Unlike Ancient God Wu Feng, this two-faced lion Yao King, who was like a kite with its string cut, was only heavily injured and not dead. However, he was so weak that he had even revealed his true form. He had long since lost the ability to resist.
Killing him would be as easy as flipping a hand.
Moreover, he was almost within reach!
But …
Should he help him?
As this thought appeared in his mind, Lin Feng pursed his lips and clenched his fists. This was the dying wish of an Ancient God-level expert, an expert who had truly sacrificed everything for his people. Just like him, he had the inheritance and blood of the Phoenix.
He protected the Ancient Southern Region.
He was willing to sacrifice himself for his people.
When he saw him, he felt like he could see himself, like he could see his future.
Lin Feng closed his eyes, feeling extremely conflicted. The best choice for him, the wisest choice, was undoubtedly to play it safe and run as far away as possible. There was no need for him to wade into these muddy waters. But he couldn't move his body, and the scales in his heart were already tilted toward Ancient God Wu Feng.
What was more important, sentiment or reason?
Whoosh! Lin Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and the Doomsday Spear appeared in his right hand. A dazzling indigo light blossomed, and an astonishing energy instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. After Wu Li, Ao Jiang, and Zong Yong, a fourth energy that was not inferior appeared!
The Yao army was completely stunned.
Everyone looked over, including Ao Jiang. Their eyes shone with cold light, and their faces paled.
Zong Yong's face was filled with shock and horror. His spine was cold, and he was terrified. However, he didn't have the slightest bit of strength left, so how could he block? Ji Lie's eyes were wide open. He could see Lin Feng's appearance and that bloodthirsty spear at close range, but …
That was his last bit of consciousness.
Swish! The Doomsday Spear pierced through Zong Yong's massive body. Stellar Origin Energy, accompanied by a dazzling golden light, instantly exploded with a terrifying sound.
Bang! It was like the heavens had collapsed and the Yao army was intimidated.
The Demon King of the Two-faced Lion Clan, Zong Yong, had died tragically!
Under the bloody mist, Lin Feng stood upright. His face was resolute and his eyes flickered.
Logically speaking, he was in the wrong.
But in terms of love, even if he was given another chance, he would still do it.
He did not regret it at all!
"Hua!" As if it was psychic, the light in the eyes of the completely dim phoenix phantom in the void turned gentle, as if it had let go of its obsession and fulfilled its wish. Following Zong Yong's death, it disappeared without a trace, and the entire battlefield fell silent in an instant.
"Whoosh!" Lin Feng didn't stop.
After killing Zong Yong, he left under the cover of the blood light.
There was no need to stay.
There was no point in fighting another demon king.
Perhaps if he was at his peak, he might be able to put up a fight. But right now, he had less than 20% of his strength left. How could he be his opponent? Although he did not watch the entire battle, he had a rough idea of the strength of the Dragon-Elephant Turtle clan's Demon King.
He didn't even use a bit of his strength.
If he were to fight him now, he would definitely lose.
…
Zong Yong was dead.
The change happened too suddenly, so sudden that all the Demon Clan experts had yet to recover from their shock.
This included Ao Jiang. He did not see Lin Feng's full appearance, but he could vaguely see his outline. Most importantly, he saw the long spear that was flashing with indigo light. He witnessed Zong Yong being killed by the spear and dying without a burial place.
Ao Jiang's expression changed, and his eyes darkened.
But Zong Yong's death was a foregone conclusion, and the situation was clear.
No matter what, the mission was completed.
"Ancient God Wu Feng has been killed by me, but Demon King Zong Yong was killed by a human's sneak attack." Ao Jiang shot up and landed at the highest point in the sky. His Demon King aura was revealed and shot into the sky. He shouted loudly, "Demons, listen to my orders! Follow me and slaughter the Ancient Southern Region. Take that human's life and avenge Demon King Zong Yong! "
His aura shot into the sky, and he was insufferably mighty.
Ao Jiang seemed to have been reborn. He was arrogant and fearless.
"Avenge!"
"Kill that despicable human!"
"Slaughter the Ancient Southern Region!"
…
The Demon Race army responded with high morale.
Ancient God Wu Feng's death had already caused the Demon Race army to be fearless. How could the scattered soldiers of the Ancient Southern Region possibly withstand their charge? In addition, Demon King Zong Yong's death had infuriated the Demon Race. The Demon Race army's morale was at its peak, and they were able to unleash more than 100% of their strength!
Rumble!
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Rumble! The Demon Race army swept out like a hurricane, covering the entire Ancient Southern Region.
Right now, no one could stop them.
…
Lin Feng sped forward.
His hand was pressed against his chest, and his expression was extremely unsightly.
The pain in his heart was extremely intense. It was like the death of a loved one, but he did not know why. Killing the Demon King of the Two-Faced Lion Race did not bring him any pleasure, nor did he feel relieved. He only felt an inexplicable sense of 'relief.' It was not for himself, but for Ancient God Wu Feng.
His final wish had been fulfilled.
I wonder if this matter will cause any trouble, Lin Feng thought to himself.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't care. Even though he had left very quickly, with so many pairs of eyes watching him, it would have been hard not to notice him. But what was done was done, and there was no point in regretting it. He could worry about what would happen later. Right now, saving his grandfather was more important.
"The death of a Demon King should be a massive blow to the Demon Race," Lin Feng softly muttered to himself.
It would not be wrong to say that he had not gained anything. Killing the Demon King of the Two-Faced Lion Race had allowed him to obtain a Blue Innate Treasure and a Yellow Innate Treasure. A Demon King was naturally quite wealthy. And the thing that interested him the most was still the only thing …
The Neidan.
The Neidan of a Demon King.
How powerful was that!?
"It's very special. It's different from the Neidans of other Demon Races." As Lin Feng sped forward, he sensed the uniqueness of the Demon King's Neidan. It was different from the 'ruthlessness' of other Demon Race Neidans. This Neidan was clear and clean, without the slightest bit of ruthlessness. More importantly …
It was completely undamaged.
"Normally, even if a Demon King died, their Neidan would not be so intact." Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly.
"Moreover, with the disappearance of the evil aura, even the consciousness within the core has disappeared. If my guess is correct, it should be related to Ancient God Wu Feng's final soul attack, which destroyed most of the consciousness within the core. Only then did this core appear."
Perfect!
A rarely seen perfect Neidan.
Moreover, it was a Demon King Neidan. It could be said to be the essence of a Saint King Neidan.
Its value was hard to estimate.
"After returning, I'll carefully study it." Lin Feng's eyes shone as he thought to himself.
In truth, he had always had an idea, which was to refine the Astral Treasure 'Hou' to a higher level and reach the level of a true Saint King. At that time, if he could use the blood essence of a Saint King Level Divine Beast, there would be hope for him to refine a Saint King Level Divine Beast. And the Demon Race's Neidan was of the same type!
"Perhaps one day, the Demon King of the Two-Faced Lion Race will be able to see the light of day again." Lin Feng smiled calmly.
"However, at that time, it will be one of my Spiritual Beasts."
His eyes shone, but he did not think too far ahead.
The Neidan immediately flew into his storage ring. Lin Feng looked into the distance and sped up once more.
The pain in his heart was growing more and more intense!
…
…
Feng Cong and Feng Jing were both high-level Saint Kings.
Wu Li had many disciples and countless nominal disciples. However, there were only three people that he was truly satisfied with. Feng Cong, Feng Jing, and Huang Ling. Now that Wu Li had directly appointed them, Feng Cong and Feng Jing naturally took on the heavy responsibility of leading the Ancient Race army and cutting through all obstacles!
"Boom!" "Boom!" Feng Cong and Feng Jing decisively chose to split up.
After all, the more changes there were, the more hope there was. The Ancient Race army did not choose to fight a protracted battle by attacking from the two sides of the Demon Race army. Instead, they chose the simplest and most direct method of breaking through. This was because Feng Cong and Feng Jing clearly understood that even if their master, Ancient Goddess Wu Feng, could block them, it would only be for a while. With their master's strength alone, it was impossible for her to destroy the Demon Race army.
It was only to stall for time!
It was to allow the Ancient Race experts to survive a little longer.
Most importantly, they wanted to preserve the elite bloodline of the Ancient Southern Region and pass it down. Then, they would have a chance to regain their glory in the future.
…
The battle was unusually intense.
The Ancient Phoenix Clan experts were all under the command of Feng Jing.
Clan Leader Feng Chao, Ancestor Red Brows, and other elite experts of the Ancient Phoenix Clan, followed Feng Jing to fight against the Demon Race. They suffered heavy casualties. After all, the Ancient Race prioritized Heaven Spirit Masters. For a mission like breaking through, Heaven Martial Artists were far more suitable than Heaven Spirit Masters. However, there was no other choice now.
"Boom!" "Boom!" Flames flared and covered the entire Demon Race army.
Just as Wu Li said, there were not many Demon Race soldiers lying in ambush. Otherwise, Feng Cong and Feng Jing would have no chance at all. At least now, there was still hope. The repeated attacks narrowed the gap in strength, and many Ancient Race experts managed to escape.
Every single one of them escaped!
Feng Cong and Feng Jing had already accepted death and decided to live and die together with their master.
If their master could do it, so could they!
"Clan Leader Feng Chao, let's go!" Feng Jing shouted, his eyes bright.
He was covered in blood and was heavily injured. After all, he was the commander of the Ancient Race and was specially taken care of by the Demon Race. Many of the attacks landed on him. Feng Chao, who was beside him, was also heavily injured. There was a deep bloody scar on his face, which was caused by the Demon Race.
There was no hesitation, and there was no need for unnecessary excuses.
They would do what they had to do!
"Hurry up! Take them as far as you can!" Ancestor Red Brows roared. His red eyebrows reached his temples, and his hair and beard fluttered. Feng Jing's strength exploded, and he slaughtered the Demon Race experts, creating conditions for the Ancient Race elites to break through and escape.
"Take care." Feng Chao's eyes were bright and filled with pain.
There was a lot of helplessness in his deep voice. As the Clan Leader, he knew how to choose. Behind him were the elites of the Ancient Phoenix Clan. They were the future of the Ancient Phoenix Clan. Feng Chao sped through the flames and led the elites to break through the encirclement.
Boom! Boom! The flames flared, deeply imprinting the hearts of the elites of the Ancient Phoenix Clan.
It was very painful!
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