Liu Fei sighed inwardly at Nangong Ling's words. She knew it would be difficult to persuade him, but seeing the burden her father carried, she wanted to try.
"Nangong Sect Master, establishing the Xueyue Holy Institute is His Majesty's decree. Does the Cloud Sea Sect intend to disobey His Majesty's command?" At this moment, a young man beside Liu Fei glared at Nangong Ling.
"When did I say I would disobey His Majesty's decree?" Nangong Ling glanced indifferently at the young man and said, "His Majesty wants to establish the Xueyue Holy Institute, and our Cloud Sea Sect will wholeheartedly support it. We will select some outstanding disciples to go and cultivate in the Xueyue Holy Institute."
Nangong Ling paused here, waved his sleeve, and coldly said, "Furthermore, the way the Cloud Sea Sect operates is none of your business, young prince. What are you? If you have anything to say, tell your father, Duan Tianlang, to come and speak to me."
In the Nine Heavens Continent, strength is respected. Whoever is strong is the master. The Duan Family can become royal because they are strong. In essence, the Duan Family is like the most powerful sect in the Xueyue Kingdom, but exists in the form of the royal family.
However, even so, it is impossible for the Duan Family to make other sects submit. As the Sect Master of the Cloud Sea Sect, how could Nangong Ling care about a young prince?
"You... Nangong Ling, I will report this matter truthfully to my father." The young man said coldly, seething with resentment.
"Suit yourself." Nangong Ling sneered.
"I heard Feifei is back." At this moment, a voice came from outside the hall, and it was Beilao walking in confidently.
"Grandpa Bei." Liu Fei stood up and respectfully greeted Beilao, who was her father Liu Canglan's master.
"Feifei, how is your father?" Beilao's eyes showed a hint of concern. These elders of the sect rarely took in disciples, but once they did, the bond was deep.
"He's still in Duancheng." Liu Fei smiled bitterly.
"Sigh..." Beilao sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Feifei, are you here for that matter? Don't make it difficult for the Sect Master. I'll recommend someone to you, someone Canglan will like."
"Someone?" Liu Fei smiled bitterly.
"Your father also walked out alone back then. Having more people doesn't necessarily mean it's useful." Beilao shook his head.
"Grandpa Bei, who are you talking about?" Liu Fei's eyes lit up, feeling that Beilao seemed to attach great importance to this person.
"You'll know when the time comes. Let them leave first. After this sect competition, I will personally send him to the imperial city." Beilao glanced at Duan Han and the others.
"Okay." Liu Fei nodded.
...
On a solitary peak, Lin Feng sat in a stone cave, surrounded by the essence of heaven and earth, wrapping his body like white mist.
After a while, a terrifying suction force emanated from Lin Feng's body, like a sea accepting all rivers, devouring the essence of heaven and earth into his body. The pure element energy, condensed from refining the essence of heaven and earth, surged on his body surface, emitting a vast and pure aura.
After a long time, the essence of heaven and earth no longer condensed around Lin Feng's body, and he stopped cultivating.
Opening his eyes, a smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.
"Although this Pure Element Technique doesn't have any special effects, it stabilizes the foundation. My inner energy is now at least two levels stronger than before."
Talking to himself, strengthening the inner energy is essential for prolonged battles. Both explosive power and the ability to fight continuously need to be stronger.
Standing up, Lin Feng looked at the stone wall of the cave, slapped the air with his palm, and shouted, "Eight Desolation Palm."
As Lin Feng's voice fell, seven palm prints slammed out of his palm, landing on the stone wall.
"Boom!"
The stone wall of the cave trembled violently, and the seven palm prints were directly imprinted on the stone wall, very clear.
"Sure enough, the power of Eight Desolation Palm is stronger now."
Lin Feng smiled slightly. Eight Desolation Palm is a lower-grade martial skill in the Profound Realm, divided into eight layers. It is very powerful to be able to cultivate to the fifth layer, where one palm can produce five palm prints. Cultivating to the sixth layer is considered talented, and as for the seventh layer, only a martial genius can cultivate it.
The eighth layer, palm prints covering the sky, with one palm, the space is full of palm prints, extremely powerful. To cultivate to this level, besides astonishing talent in martial skills, continuous comprehension and exploration in actual combat are also needed.
Profound Realm martial skills are not easy to cultivate.
But for Lin Feng, this is not a problem at all. With his martial soul released, his intelligence and computing ability are abnormal. In just one day, Lin Feng has cultivated Eight Desolation Palm to the seventh layer, only one step away from completion, the palm shaking the eight desolations.
However, Lin Feng is not satisfied with this. The Cloud Sea Sect has many outstanding talents, and the inner disciples are not comparable to the outer disciples. With strong individuals everywhere, he doesn't know what he will experience in the upcoming sect competition, so of course, the stronger the better.
The Annihilation Sword Art undoubtedly can further enhance his strength in a short time.
The so-called annihilation, only three sword techniques, namely, the Life-taking Sword, the Death Sword, and the Desolation Sword.
The Life-taking Sword, a sword that takes lives.
The Death Sword, kills in one step.
The Desolation Sword, annihilates all laws, killing everything.
Looking at the only three sword techniques, Lin Feng fell into contemplation. The images depicted in the sword technique books gradually took shape in his mind, directly imprinted there.
Releasing his martial soul, Lin Feng's world turned into darkness again, with no color in heaven and earth, only darkness. Everything around was presented in this black world, and he sat quietly in this world, contemplating, without anything to disturb him.
Closing his eyes, a figure leaped out of his mind and came to his world, wielding a long sword, one sword after another, repeating the same move, precisely the first sword in the Annihilation Sword Art, the Life-taking Sword.
After a long time, Lin Feng opened his closed eyes, and a sharp light flashed like a sharp sword, cutting through space.
Stepping out, a sword cry, one sword, Life-taking.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The cave trembled violently, and a long sword mark appeared on the top of the cave. On the sword mark, there seemed to be a sharp sword aura.
The trembling sound grew louder and louder, and stones kept falling, making Lin Feng stunned. He flickered and stepped out of the cave. Shortly after Lin Feng left, the cave was buried by stones, collapsing.
"Just the first
sword, the Life-taking Sword, has far more power than the seventh layer of Eight Desolation Palm. How powerful are the Death Sword and the Desolation Sword?" Lin Feng put away his martial soul, slightly excited. The middle-grade martial skill in the Profound Realm is indeed much more powerful than the lower-grade martial skill. When the Annihilation Sword Art is completed, how powerful will it be?
In fact, what Lin Feng didn't know was that the reason why the Life-taking Sword could exert such a powerful force in his hands, in addition to the sharpness of the sword technique itself, was also due to his use of sword momentum.
When using the Life-taking Sword, sword qi, sword intent, and sword momentum must be blended to unleash its power. Lin Feng had already comprehended the sword momentum long ago, so he easily cultivated the Life-taking Sword and displayed such a powerful force. If it were someone else, it would be impossible to achieve.
"Who?" Just then, Lin Feng turned his body and looked towards the direction of the one-line sky, immediately seeing a figure walking in. The gaze looking at him was full of resentment.
"Liu Fei." Lin Feng was a little surprised. He didn't understand what this woman meant. She had the chance to deal with him but didn't take it, and now she came alone.
"Asshole, you took my territory, humiliated me, today I will avenge this grudge." Liu Fei stared at Lin Feng, as if she had deep hatred. From childhood to adulthood, her father taught her to be independent and strong, and she had always been like this. As a girl, she was not inferior to men at all, plus her talent and background, she was proud and arrogant.
But Liu Fei did not expect that Lin Feng, this shameless person, would want to peep at her. Later, when he defeated her, he said he was not interested in her. He even took away her cultivation treasure land. She had never suffered such humiliation before, how could she not avenge this grudge?
"Now that I have stepped into the Spiritual Martial Realm, watch how I crush him." Liu Fei said fiercely.