In the Yunhai Sect, the Fengyun Canyon, and the Life and Death Platform area.
The fresh blood had dyed the ground red, and even after seven days, the air was still filled with the scent of blood.
Countless bodies lay still on the ground. Perhaps because the weather had been cold these past few days, the bodies had not yet rotted.
Strangely, in the Fengyun Canyon, many people were moving among the bodies, showing no aversion to the blood-soaked space. On the contrary, their eyes gleamed with a bright light.
"The Yunhai Sect is truly a major sect. Even though these are just the bodies of sect disciples, they still have many good things on them."
A man in yellow clothing picked up a high-grade yellow-level martial technique from a body on the ground, as if afraid of being discovered, he glanced around.
Not only him, but others who had come to this place had also gained some benefits. They were mostly disciples of small sects or wandering cultivators who, upon hearing the news of the Yunhai Sect's destruction, immediately rushed here, hoping to gain some advantages.
At this moment, two figures appeared above the canyon, their gazes fixed on it.
One of the figures was veiled, with an incredibly alluring figure.
The other wore a bronze mask, adding a fierce aura to his entire person.
These two were naturally Lin Feng and Meng Qing.
That day, Lin Feng's performance was too outstanding, and now those major sects probably wanted to kill him as soon as possible. He had to be careful, so he wore the mask from the ancient hall.
Seeing the ground covered with bodies and smelling the blood in the air, Meng Qing's brows furrowed slightly, and a look of disgust flashed across her veiled face.
"Why did you bring me to such a place?" Meng Qing turned to Lin Feng and asked, but she noticed that Lin Feng was staring at the canyon, a bone-chilling coldness emanating from his body.
"These beasts, they won't even leave the bodies alone."
Lin Feng saw someone kick a body away after searching it, and he felt a chill run through his body.
Noticing the change in Lin Feng's expression, Meng Qing remained silent, not wanting to disturb him.
Lin Feng leaped forward, like a bird spreading its wings, descending into the canyon.
The people in the canyon, who were searching the bodies for treasures, seemed to sense something and looked over. They then saw Lin Feng descending from the sky.
"Another one looking for a bargain."
The crowd turned their attention back to their tasks, ignoring Lin Feng.
"You do your thing, we won't interfere with each other."
The man who had just kicked a body glanced at Lin Feng, who had landed beside him, and said indifferently.
No one responded to him. A powerful sword aura emanated from Lin Feng, making the man's gaze freeze and his body turn cold.
"What are you going to do? There are so many people here; do you want to monopolize everything?"
Feeling the surging sword aura, the man tensed up and shouted loudly, deliberately drawing the crowd's attention to make Lin Feng cautious.
Sure enough, hearing that someone wanted to monopolize everything, the crowd's gazes instantly turned toward them, filled with hostility.
However, all they saw was a sword beam.
A simple, unadorned sword beam, but one meant to kill.
Seeing the man who had spoken be directly slain by Lin Feng without a word, everyone's eyes flashed with anger.
Do you think you can monopolize the treasures left on these bodies just because you are powerful?
"Not far from Lin Feng, a figure coldly spoke.
"Everyone is here for the same purpose. Why must you be so ruthless? Is it not a loss of dignity?"
Lin Feng's eyes flickered. Under the bronze mask, his gray, deep eyes were filled with coldness, devoid of desire or emotion.
With a slight step, Lin Feng's body moved like a gentle breeze, instantly appearing before the speaker. The same ruthless, killing sword swung out.
Ruthless? A loss of dignity?
Taking treasures from others' bodies and trampling the dead here, and you still have the nerve to talk about dignity?
The sword flashed, and the figure vanished. The man's eyes were wide open, filled with shock and fear, unable to accept his fate.
"Since you like the bodies so much, I will make you one of them."
Lin Feng spoke for the first time, his voice icy and cold, filled with a killing intent. The bronze mask made his presence even more chilling.
With a step, Lin Feng approached another person, raised his hand, and the sword flashed, and the person was gone.
Swift and decisive, without any reason.
"What is he doing? Does he want to kill everyone in the canyon? Is that even possible?"
Seeing another figure fall, the crowd trembled with fear.
"Stop! Who are you?" Seeing Lin Feng approach, a man took several steps back and shouted.
"The one who will take your life."
The response was another sword.
In the canyon, everyone's actions gradually stopped, staring in shock at the figure in the bronze mask, who wielded a long sword, taking a step and killing one person.
By now, Lin Feng had already killed over a dozen people, and they didn't even know what they had done to offend him.
"We can't let him continue. We must stop him, or it will be our turn eventually."
Someone, sensing the growing danger, spoke up, and those around him nodded in agreement.
"We must all work together to kill him. We can't let him pick us off one by one."
The crowd gradually gathered, preparing to deal with Lin Feng. Lin Feng's strength was too terrifying; his sword was like a death warrant, killing anyone it encountered.
Lin Feng killed another person, and his gaze turned toward them. Instantly, a chill descended, and those who met the eyes under the bronze mask felt the approach of death.
"Don't be afraid of him. We are many. Even if he is strong, we can still deal with him."
Someone, sensing the fear of his companions, tried to reassure them, perhaps to bolster his own courage.
Lin Feng slowly approached, the surging sword intent growing stronger, enveloping them all, eroding their confidence.
"I don't want any treasures anymore."
Finally, one person's confidence was completely shattered by the intense sword intent. He turned and fled, sensing that even with many people, they couldn't withstand Lin Feng's sword.
"Death Sword."
Lin Feng's foot stomped, and his sword swung. Instantly, a gray aura of death wrapped around the sword beam, transforming into a powerful sword energy that destroyed everything.
"Thud, thud, thud..."
A series of faint sounds echoed, and the crowd, preparing to fight Lin Feng, froze in place, their eyes filled with horror.
Lowering their heads, they looked at their abdomens, where a clear sword mark was visible.
"Why?"
One by one, the crowd fell, and even in death, they didn't understand why Lin Feng, so powerful, would kill them.
"Because you deserve to die."
Lin Feng, sword in hand, turned, and wherever his gaze fell, the crowd abandoned everything and fled in panic.
Lin Feng's strength was too great. The death sword he had just used was something they couldn't avoid, even if there were a hundred of them. Their only choice was to run.
"Who dares to act so recklessly here?"
At this moment, a fierce voice echoed from above the canyon, and three figures descended, landing in the Fengyun Canyon.
"Who are you?" The leader of the three figures was a young man, quite handsome, with a hint of pride in his face. He coldly shouted at Lin Feng, looking down on him.
Chen Xing was an inner sect disciple, but his name was not on the ranking stone wall. After his betrayal, he lived in constant fear of Duan Tianlang's retribution.
Fortunately, Wen Renyan spoke up for him, and he managed to save his life. Later, after Duan Tianlang's inspection, his strength and talent were recognized, and he was tasked with guarding the Yunhai Sect after Duan Tianlang's departure.
However, compared to Wen Renyan, he was still far behind. Now, Wen Renyan was favored by Duan Tianlang and was being groomed for a prominent role. In a few days, the Xueyue Holy Academy would be established, and Wen Renyan would become a shining figure in the imperial city, revered and admired.
Moreover, in the future, when Wen Renyan left the Xueyue Holy Academy, he would surely make a name for himself in Xueyue, and his prospects were too bright for Chen Xing to even compare.
With his powerful talent, Wen Renyan's fate was destined to be extraordinary from the moment he followed Duan Tianlang.
"Lin Feng's talent is even more terrifying, more so than Wen Renyan. If he had followed Duan Tianlang, he would have enjoyed boundless glory, and there would be no me now."
Thinking of Wen Renyan, Chen Xing also thought of Lin Feng, that terrifying guy who had completely intimidated him with just words, which was too frightening.
Seeing that it was Chen Xing, Lin Feng's eyes under the bronze mask flashed with a cold light.
How impressive, the traitor Chen Xing, having changed his identity, was now showing off and acting superior.
"The Xueyue Holy Academy is about to be established. King Tianlang is busy and has no time to manage the Yunhai Sect. Everything here is now under my responsibility. You can search the bodies for treasures, but don't cause trouble, or you'll be careful with your dog's life."
Chen Xing's voice was arrogant and crude. Since being intimidated by Lin Feng's words last time, his personality had changed drastically, becoming very cold and ruthless. He was servile to those stronger than him but acted superior and domineering to the weak.
PS: Roar, it's up, the first day's flowers were quite strong, but still fell short of my goal. I aim to be in the top three, hehe. Also, thank you to all the brothers for your generous support and subscriptions. Your support is my motivation, and I will work hard to write!