Chapter 235 The Demon Ancestor Appears... The Three Pure Ones Die! Jieyin and Zhunti Die! Die! Die! Die!
Even the saints, who were sheltered by the three supreme treasures, couldn't help but groan and turn pale from the aftershocks of their battle.
"teacher!"
"His Majesty!"
"Daoist Venerable!"
As the aftershocks subsided, everyone could finally see who had arrived.
It was Lin Feng.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.
Lin Feng withdrew his hand, and the deep, bone-revealing wound healed instantly.
But his brows remained furrowed, clearly indicating that this matter was not so simple.
The physical wounds have healed.
However, the power of the Great Dao contained within the wound continued to rage within his body.
He suspected this was likely a scheme by the Demon Ancestor. But if they didn't intervene, while the Golden Spirit Mother and the others could hold them off, they would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
He cannot turn a blind eye.
"I am coming."
Lin Feng raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the seven demon gods. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly resonated throughout the entire chaos:
"Is the Demon Ancestor hiding his true identity and refusing to show himself?"
He ignored the minions of the Six Desires Demon God and spoke softly into the void.
"Demon Ancestor? What does Daoist Venerable mean by that?"
"Didn't the Demon Ancestor merge with the Heavenly Dao? How could he possibly show himself?"
The crowd was filled with doubt and suspicion, but since it was Lin Feng who said it, they dared not disbelieve him.
"Young man, you have quite the nerve."
A cold voice came from the chaos, echoing in all directions, but nowhere to be found.
The next second, the voice rang out again not far from Lin Feng:
"It's just a pity your eyesight isn't great. And here I am... right beside you, aren't I?"
Suddenly, Master Zhunti grinned and spoke.
That smile was extremely eerie, as if it were possessed by something.
"Junior brother, you!"
The Guide was utterly shocked, wondering what had happened to the Cundi Daoist—had his mind been bewitched? Or had he gone mad from practicing cultivation?
The next second, an ordinary-looking hand, yet containing boundless destructive power, pierced through his chest.
All the primordial power was destroyed, crushed, and then completely devoured.
The guide had no time to react.
Even so, he still had a last shred of composure—he was a Heavenly Saint, and as long as the Heavenly Dao existed, he would be immortal.
What terrified him was that
Even the mark imprinted on the Heavenly Dao was destroyed!
We received absolutely no response!
The Guide Daoist, who lived a life of extreme caution and trepidation, finally achieved sainthood after much hardship.
And so it fell.
At the same time, Yuanshi Tianzun on the other side suddenly launched a fierce attack on Laozi and Tongtian Daoren!
"Yuanshi, you—!"
"Second brother—!"
Laozi and Tongtian never expected that Yuanshi Tianzun would actually attack them!
They were brothers who were born together!
When did he fall victim to the Demon Ancestor's scheme?
The sudden and successive changes caught not only the saints off guard, but even Lin Feng frowned, unable to make a move in time.
He was about to make his move—
Zhunti and Yuanshi Tianzun, however, grinned and transformed into two wisps of black smoke, taking the Taiji Diagram and the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda with them, and disappeared without a trace.
When it reappeared, it was already standing in front of the Six Desires Demon God and the others, facing off against Lin Feng from afar.
"Okay, okay."
Lin Feng laughed in extreme anger:
"As expected of the Demon Ancestor, his first move was a thunderous rage."
But does acting in this way truly disregard the dignity of being a strong person?
"We, the demons, act as we please."
The Daoist Zhunti and the Celestial Venerable Yuanshi spoke in unison, their voices overlapping, making it impossible to distinguish who was speaking.
"What face do you have to offer?"
"Okay, okay."
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes:
"In that case, let me experience the Demon Ancestor's skills."
Seeing this, the saints quickly retreated, keeping a safe distance from the battlefield shrouded in a terrifying aura.
They knew this was no longer a battle they could participate in.
not to mention,
Given the precedent of Zhunti Daoist and Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly turning against him,
The people were very far apart, each on guard, and even their breathing was kept to a minimum.
Even the Six Desires Demon Gods and others on Rahu's side were no exception.
Those demons who had survived from ancient times were now staring at each other with wary expressions.
His eyes were filled with suspicion and fear.
If the Demon Ancestor can so easily discard his own pawns, how long can these "own people" remain safe?
However, Rahu gave them no time to think.
He fully utilized the advantages of the demonic path—disregarding martial ethics and giving his opponents no chance to prepare.
A jet-black spear, devoid of any discernible aura, appeared behind Lin Feng without warning and silently pierced his back!
Silent, without breath, without shadow, without form.
God-Slaying Gun!
The tragedies that befell Jieyin and the Three Pure Ones were due to Lin Feng's negligence.
And the attack wasn't directed at him, which is why he couldn't act in advance.
But by this moment, he was already on guard and naturally wouldn't let Rahu succeed in his attack.
The small golden bell at her waist swayed gently.
The clear, melodious ringtone spread like ripples on water, instantly permeating the entire space and time.
The God-Slaying Spear's movements were slowed down.
That brief pause was enough.
Lin Feng turned around, reached out his hand, and with his five fingers like dragon claws, firmly grasped the black gun barrel.
The God-Slaying Spear trembled violently.
The gun vibrated violently, emitting a piercing buzzing sound, like a venomous snake struggling in its death throes.
But Lin Feng's hand remained motionless, his five fingers tightened, and the black magic patterns on the gun body crumbled inch by inch.
"Zheng—!"
The God-Slaying Spear suddenly burst forth with blinding black light, instantly tearing through the void and escaping from Lin Feng's hand, disappearing without a trace.
This exchange was only a flash, but the saints watching from the sidelines were terrified.
Every strike, every move,
Both contain the clash of supreme principles.
Even the slightest leak of the aftershocks would be enough to wipe them out.
Just as everyone was watching the game with rapt attention—
"Bang--!"
Suddenly, the Styx Ancestor exploded in the crowd, turning into a sky full of blood mist!
The closest ancestral witches of the witch clan paled and retreated instantly.
They thought that the Demon Ancestor Rahu had controlled someone again.
But when they noticed the remaining laws of destruction in the void, they realized—
That was merely a trace of the power of law emanating from the God-Slaying Spear.
The Styx Ancestor was just unlucky; he happened to run into the line of fire.
Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, swallowed hard, his expression complex.
The Styx Ancestor once competed with him for the title of Saint, and the two had a rather sharp relationship.
It's still heartbreaking that it's gone just like that.
But it was just a sigh.
He quickly retreated to a more distant location, fearing that he would be caught in the aftermath of the battle again.
Lin Feng naturally noticed the commotion behind him. But he wasn't their nanny.
How can someone provide close-up protection for everyone?
However, Luo Hou's series of actions caused heavy losses to the prehistoric side, which naturally enraged him.
He took the Chaos Bell from his waist and flicked it lightly with his finger.
"when--!"
The melodious chimes seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand, transforming the entire chaotic void into a tranquil lake.
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