Sudden Arrival of Outer World Enemies

Lin Feng pushed open the heavy ice door of the ice cave, and light from the Outer World mixed with the biting cold wind rushed in.

Bing Yun was waiting anxiously outside, her pretty face frosty, her eyes carrying a hint of undiminished shock and anger.

"Lin Feng, the situation has changed!" she said quickly.

"The 'Frost Scar Barrier' on the east side of the Secret Realm has been attacked by an unknown force. Space has been forcibly torn apart, and the guarding Elder is seriously injured! The opponents are extremely strong and... their methods are strange, unlike ordinary Martial Artists!"

Frost Scar Barrier?!

That was one of the weak points connecting the Snow Clan Secret Realm to the Outer World, guarded by a powerful Formation and a Martial King-level Elder. It was breached in an instant?

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. "Do we know who they are?"

"Not clear."

Bing Yun shook her head, her expression grave.

"They are shrouded in twisted black mist, and their attack methods are not simply yuan power or Laws. They also carry an aura of... corrosion and decay, somewhat similar to the Netherworld Demonic Qi recorded in the texts, but different."

Netherworld?

Lin Feng's heart tightened. Could it be that the Demonic Shadow's accomplices had come calling?

No, if they were Netherworld Demonic beings, the Mystic Ice Ancient Beast wouldn't have been so silent.

And judging by the description, there seemed to be something else going on.

"Where is the Clan Leader?"

"Master has already rushed to the Barrier to stabilize the situation, and ordered me to take you to the Council Hall. There is a Formation core there, which can observe the overall situation and is safer."

Safer?

Lin Feng sneered inwardly.

If truly powerful enemies were attacking, nowhere would be safe.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that this sudden attack might be... related to him.

"Lead the way." he said without hesitation.

The two transformed into streams of light, instantly traversing layers of ice palaces and pavilions, arriving at the Council Hall located in the center of the Secret Realm.

The atmosphere inside the hall was already tense. Several Elders who had remained behind were casting spells in front of a huge ice mirror. The ice mirror reflected the tragic scene at the Frost Scar Barrier—

The originally crystalline and solid Ice Crystal Barrier now had a huge hole torn in it, with black energy that writhed like living things, corroding the ice layer, still remaining at the edges.

On the ground, injured or dead Snow Clan guards lay scattered in disarray, the ice-blue blood intertwined with the black Qi that had not yet dissipated, a shocking sight.

In the center of the picture, the Clan Leader's plain white figure was engaged in a fierce battle with three figures shrouded in thick black mist!

Those three figures were not physical entities, but rather some kind of energy aggregate, with indefinite forms, sometimes like humans, sometimes like twisted shadows.

Their attack methods were extremely strange. With a wave of their hands, they unleashed large swathes of corrosive black rain, or piercing shrieks that could erode Souls, and even distort the surrounding Space, causing the Clan Leader's Ice Law attacks to repeatedly miss their mark.

"This is... the 'Corrupt Spirit Race'?"

A knowledgeable Snow Clan Elder exclaimed in alarm, his face full of horror. "Weren't they jointly exterminated by all races at the end of the last Epoch? How could they appear here?!"

Corrupt Spirit Race?

Lin Feng stared sharply at the ice mirror.

He had never heard of this race, but judging by their attack methods, they did have some similarities to Netherworld Demonic Qi, both leaning towards corrosion and Soul attacks, but they seemed purer, with less of the chaos and tyranny of the Netherworld, and more of a cold sense of Order.

Bing Yun quickly explained, "According to ancient records, the Corrupt Spirit Race is not a native race of this universe. They come from the 'Shadow Crevice' and live by devouring the Souls of living beings and the traces of Civilization. They are pure destroyers!"

"At the end of the Primordial Civilization, they appeared as vanguards of the 'Cleaners'!"

Vanguards of the Cleaners?

Lin Feng's pupils shrank!

As expected, it was related to the Calamity of the Epoch!

Why would they suddenly attack the Snow Clan Secret Realm?

Was it because of the awakening of the Ice Skeleton?

Or was it because... he had devoured the Ice Skeleton, and the aura of the Primordial Dao Source on his body had attracted these "Scavengers"?

"Not good! The Clan Leader is being suppressed!" another Elder exclaimed.

In the ice mirror, the three Corrupt Spirit Race experts cooperated tacitly. As the black mist surged, it transformed into countless twisted chains, completely sealing off the Space around the Clan Leader. Streams of corrosive energy, like venomous snakes, constantly bombarded her protective divine light!

Although the Clan Leader was powerful, she seemed extremely wary of this kind of power, holding back and falling into a disadvantage!

"Activate the 'Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice Great Array'! Support the Clan Leader!" an Elder ordered sternly.

"It's too late! It takes time to activate the Formation, and the Secret Realm has just experienced the awakening of the Ancient Beast, and the energy is unstable!" another person said anxiously.

The hall was in chaos.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered, his brain working rapidly.

The appearance of the Corrupt Spirit Race had disrupted his plans.

If the Snow Clan was breached, he would not be able to stay out of it either.

Moreover, he keenly noticed that the three Corrupt Spirit Race experts had a very clear target—the direction of the Secret Realm core behind the Clan Leader!

They only injured the other Snow Clan members, not dealing fatal blows.

Was their goal to destroy the Secret Realm core?

Or... were they searching for something?

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning—the Primordial Dao Source!

Or, items closely related to the Primordial Civilization!

Like... the Thunder Emperor Seal Fragment within him!

The Ice Skeleton's memories mentioned that the "Cleaners" would erase any "Variables" that could continue the Civilization Spark!

He was a Variable, and this Snow Clan Secret Realm, probably because of the Ice Skeleton's existence and the appearance of the Thunder Emperor Token, had been marked as a target to be "Cleaned"!

He couldn't wait any longer!

"I'll go."

Lin Feng suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, yet it instantly suppressed the noise in the hall.

All the Elders' gazes focused on him in astonishment.

"Young Friend Lin, you mustn't! The Corrupt Spirit Race is unpredictable and difficult to contend with unless you're a Martial King! Although your strength has greatly improved, but..." An Elder hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"Staying here is just waiting for death."

Lin Feng's tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable determination.

"Their target may be related to me. If I go, I might be able to divert some attention."

Without waiting for everyone to react, his figure flickered, transforming into a dark purple bolt of lightning, directly rushing out of the council hall, speeding towards the Frost Scar Barrier!

"Brother Lin!"

Bing Yun exclaimed, gritted her teeth, and also transformed into a stream of light, following closely behind.

"This... alas!" The Elders looked at each other, finally stomping their feet, "Quick! Spare no expense, accelerate the activation of the Great Formation!"

At the Frost Scar Barrier, the battle situation became increasingly intense.

A trace of blood had already spilled from the Clan Leader's lips, and the protective divine light around them was constantly dimming under the erosion of the black mist.

The three Corrupt Spirit Race experts emitted silent shrieks, the black mist condensing into three huge scythes burning with black flames, carrying the aura of death that reaped souls, simultaneously slashing towards the Clan Leader!

Just at this critical moment—

"Boom!!!"

An incomparably thick divine thunder, with a dark purple core and silver radiance wrapped around the edges, like a spear of heavenly punishment, tore through the sky, carrying the domineering aura of annihilating all things, and fiercely struck the intersection of the three black scythes!

The violent explosion caused the black mist to churn and dissipate, and the three scythe phantoms instantly shattered!

The powerful impact even forced the three Corrupt Spirit Race experts to retreat several steps!

"Who is it?" A mental fluctuation containing cold anger emanated from the black mist.

As the thunder light dissipated, Lin Feng's figure appeared in front of the Clan Leader, dark purple lightning snakes roaming around him, his eyes as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, the aura of the Primordial Dao Source no longer concealed, like a lighthouse in the night, clear and unmistakable!

"I'm the one you're looking for."

Lin Feng slowly raised his hand, the Chaos Thunder Origin gathering in his palm, transforming into a dark purple Thunder Sword that constantly twisted and jumped, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the three Corrupt Spirit Race experts.

"If you want the things on me, it depends on whether you... have the life to take them!"

He actively released the aura of the Thunder Emperor Seal Fragment and the Primordial Dao Source!

As expected, the attention of the three Corrupt Spirit Race experts was instantly drawn to Lin Feng!

The black mist churned violently, conveying waves of unparalleled greed and excitement!

"Source blood... Token... Supreme Variable... Eliminate!!"

They directly abandoned the Clan Leader, and three terrifying torrents of black energy, like the breached Nether River, carrying the terrifying power to corrode all things and devour souls, surged towards Lin Feng overwhelmingly!

The Clan Leader was able to catch their breath, looking at the young back blocking them, their eyes were filled with complexity.

Facing this attack that was enough to make even a Martial King Peak expert change color, Lin Feng's eyes burned with a crazy fighting spirit!

Not only did he not retreat, but he took a step forward, raising the dark purple Thunder Sword in his hand, his mind echoing with the crazy idea of ​​"Counter-Imprint" that he had just obtained from the Library Pavilion!

"Good! I'll use you... to try out my 'new move' that I just thought of!"

He was actually going to use himself as bait, actively triggering the Netherworld Mark in the depths of his Soul, and then combine the Chaos Thunder Prison with the Primordial Dao Source, to perform that risky method of seeking victory in danger... the method of reversing and backlashing!