Lin Feng, who had released his martial spirit, may not have realized it himself, but at this moment, he was extremely calm and confident. This sense of control made him merely tilt his head when the arrow shot towards him, breaking through the air. If one didn't possess unshakeable confidence and absolute calmness, who could achieve such a feat?

  With a single step, Lin Feng's body instantly appeared in front of the crowd, rendering their arrows useless.

  The long sword swung with precision, leaving no room for escape. Just as a warrior was about to dodge, a heavenly sword came slashing down from the sky, unavoidable and deadly, killing him in one swift stroke.

  "Release the Martial Soul, kill him!" Nalan Hai shouted loudly, but his body retreated wildly. When Lin Feng arrived in front of him, he felt a deep-seated fear, especially when he saw those extremely calm eyes. Nalan Hai's soul was trembling.

  As soon as Nalan Hai's words were heard, everyone immediately came to their senses, and all kinds of martial souls burst forth, making the dark night suddenly bright.

  Lin Feng's Martial Spirit behind him was a Plant-type Martial Spirit, the Vine. This Martial Spirit could make his body extremely flexible and supple. When his strength became powerful enough, his Martial Spirit would condense into a solid form, allowing him to release it to entangle his enemies, making his own body as soft as boneless flesh, able to change shape at will.

  This person made a silent move, as if a vine was spreading in the air, without even leaving a trace. Just as his hand was about to touch Lin Feng, a sly smile appeared on his face.

  Just as he was triumphant, a dazzling light pierced his eyes, and his life was immediately consumed by the sword's glow.

  A sword that is swift to the extreme, precise to the extreme, and ruthless to the extreme. No extra movements, instant kill.

  After Lin Feng swung out this sword, his movements did not stop. The sword light flashed across the black night, and a blood light flashed by, and another person fell in the middle of the black night.

  At this time, the eightfold and ninthfold Wuxiu cultivators were unable to withstand a single move under Lin Feng's sword. The precision of Lin Feng's timing and the swiftness of his speed made it impossible for them to dodge.

  "A shooting star fist came from behind Lin Feng, rushing straight at his forehead. If this hit him, Lin Feng would either die or lose the ability to fight."

  Want to hide?

  Just as Lin Feng was about to turn around, a long spear burst forth from the front, with extremely powerful force, sandwiching him in a pincer attack, leaving no room for error, and Lin Feng would undoubtedly die.

  "Kill."

  Lin Feng lightly shouted, his long sword flew out of his hand and directly inserted into the chest of the person in front of him.

  He stood stiffly in place, staring blankly at the sword on his chest. He never dreamed that Lin Feng would dare to abandon his sword at a time like this.

  At the same time, nine Lingwu realms were simultaneously launched. Although Lin Feng was indeed stronger than them, they had more people. As long as one of them hit Lin Feng, Lin Feng would inevitably be seriously injured, and the price of being injured was death. In such a desperate situation, how could he think that Lin Feng would actually abandon his sword?

  His eyes were fixed on Lin Feng, and before he died, he wanted to see how Lin Feng was struck by the meteor hammer.

  "Boom!"

  A tyrannical and unparalleled explosive sound burst out, the sword light was even more dazzling than before. The Flowing Star Hammer had not yet descended when the head of the person using it flew off, and in Lin Feng's hand, his soft sword was stained with blood.

  "So it was." The man closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.

  At this time, the skull had just fallen from the air, and the crowd stopped attacking. The sword that was shining earlier, they asked themselves who could bear it.

  The sword technique, the sword must drink blood when it comes out. The power generated in an instant of drawing the sword is not something that a person at the ninth level of Qi Wu can withstand.

  The crowd forgets the attack, but Lin Feng won't forget. One after another, dazzling lights burst forth, and with each arrival of light, there will be fresh blood as accompaniment. Not a single sword is wasted, every sword releases its power to the strongest.

  At this time, Lin Feng had long forgotten mercy. In his heart, apart from calmness, there was only indifference.

  Nalan Hai watched as one by one, the powerful warriors fell, his body trembling uncontrollably. These were all Qi Wu Realm eighth and ninth stage strongmen, even in the City Master's Manor they were a force to be reckoned with. Yet now, they were like straw, being slaughtered at will by Lin Feng, one step killing one person.

  What made Lin Feng's sword so deadly, and Lin Feng's eyes were calm to the point of making Nalan Hai fearful. Immersed in the slaughter, Lin Feng seemed to have become a different person.

  The sound of the sword grew louder, covering up the sound of the rain. In the space ahead, it seemed as if only the horizontal and vertical sword energy remained, with nothing else existing. Moreover, this sword energy was still constantly growing stronger.

  "Run."

  Nalan Hai woke up from his shock, and only one thought was left in his mind - to get away from this devil.

  Without any hesitation, Nalan Hai turned around and left.

  "Now you want to leave, don't you think it's a bit late?" The teasing voice was particularly jarring in the darkness of night. The sound of the sword suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only Lin Feng's footsteps echoing through the water.

  Nalan Hai's footsteps were stiff as he faced Lin Feng, forcing out a smile that was even uglier than crying.

  "Lin Feng, you also know this matter has nothing to do with me. It's Miss who wants to kill you, I'm just carrying out orders."

  "I know." Lin Feng nodded, causing Nalan Hai's heart to leap with joy, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

  "So, a dog, even if killed, is just killed, and death is not worth lamenting." Lin Feng's words made Nalan Hai's body stiffen, and then he saw the last ray of light in his life, which engulfed him.

  Looking at the fallen Nalanhai, Lin Feng's face was expressionless, turning to look at the corpses lying on the ground one by one. Lin Feng lifted his feet and slowly walked towards the distance.

  Nalan Feng

  A low and mournful sound floated in from afar on the rainy night.

  Lin Feng didn't know how long he had walked, when he arrived at a dark and desolate place. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his white aura pulsing steadily. The Heavenly and Earthly Yuan Qi on Lin Feng's body transformed into a tangible light that flowed through him. In that moment when his Dark Soul stirred, Lin Feng knew he was about to break through.

  Martial soul, is said to be a part of the martial cultivator's soul, able to communicate with spirits. At the moment when the martial soul is about to awaken, the martial cultivator himself can feel it.

  Lin Feng sat on the ground with his eyebrows tightly locked, and at this moment he had a very strange feeling that couldn't be described clearly. It was as if something in the darkness was calling him.

  A moment later, a sharp pain came, making Lin Feng's heart tighten, he knew that the most dangerous moment had arrived.

  Only those with unshakeable will can awaken their martial soul, this is a universally acknowledged truth on the continent, no one doubts it. Those without strong will, their martial souls are unable to undergo awakening.

  The tearing pain gradually intensified, Lin Feng had an illusion, as if someone was tearing his soul, tearing the intact soul into pieces, this kind of soul-tearing pain made Lin Feng bite his lips instantly, and there was crimson blood seeping out between his lips.

  "Pain, how can it be so painful." Lin Feng still underestimated the pain he had to endure when his Martial Spirit awakened. As someone who had lived two lifetimes, the injuries he had suffered before were nothing compared to what he was experiencing now. The pain that tore at his soul was something no one could describe unless they experienced it themselves.

  The rain gradually stopped, Lin Feng's whole body was still wet and soggy, he couldn't tell whether it was rainwater or sweat. At this moment, he forgot everything, only knowing that he had to endure the pain.

  "Ah......" A hoarse scream escaped from Lin Feng's mouth, the pain had not yet passed, and an even more terrifying soul pain descended upon him, making him wish he could just die.

  "If I couldn't bear this pain, my martial soul wouldn't be able to undergo its awakening. In this life, I would still have to suffer humiliation, just like when my father and I were expelled from the family, and people like Lin Xuan and Nalan could kill me at will. Living in such humiliation is not worth living."

  Lin Feng gritted his teeth and persevered, his firm conviction casting aside the pain, no one could stop his determination to become stronger, not even heaven itself.

  Pain couldn't erode Lin Feng's strong will, and it seemed to be dissipating at any moment. Lin Feng's tightly strung heart also relaxed slightly. The awakening of the Martial Soul's true self should be fine now.

  "Ah......!"

  A miserable voice that was heard throughout the world, Lin Feng suddenly convulsed violently, and another wave of tearing pain more than a dozen times more painful than before came, making Lin Feng so painful that he closed his eyes, with blood flowing from all seven orifices.

  "Damn it all!..." Lin Feng's mouth spat out a few words, his body shook, and he fell straight down, fainting dead away.