Soul of the God of Creation

"Temple Master, what are your plans next?" Long Tianyin asked.

After Cai'er and the others entered the World Tree, Long Tianyin and Yang Haoyu were curious about what the World Tree that Dong Ya had mentioned was, but they also understood what they should and shouldn't ask.

Since Lin Feng was unwilling to talk about it, they wouldn't ask any further questions.

"I need to go into seclusion for the next few days. If there's nothing else, you can go ahead and do your work," Lin Feng said.

Lin Feng stopped correcting the way the two addressed him. Since he was already the supreme leader of the Knight Temple, it would be too inappropriate to worry about how they addressed him.

Long Tianyin was delighted to hear that Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry to leave.

He originally thought that Lin Feng would leave Dragon Control Pass after completing the God's Seal Knight assessment.

Lin Feng was quite happy that he could stay at Dragon Control Pass for a few more days.

Given enough time, Lin Feng's positive feelings towards Dragon Control Pass will naturally increase.

"Alright, since the Temple Master needs to go into seclusion, we'll take our leave now," Long Tianyin replied.

After Long Tianyin and Yang Haoyu left, only Lin Feng remained in the main hall.

With a thought from Lin Feng.

The armor on his body transformed into pure Chaos Power and peeled off.

It transforms into the form of Throne.

A magnificent light illuminated the entire hall.

This is the true Throne of Eternal Creation!

The two who had just left the main hall were stunned when they sensed the pure power within it, and turned to look at the situation inside.

However, he had no intention of going in to investigate, since Lin Feng had deliberately sent everyone away.

They wouldn't want to make a fool of themselves like that.

After all, they are people who have lived most of their lives.

"Hey Old Man Long, you're really generous, handing over the position of Temple Master so readily," Yang Haoyu continued to tease. "What, are you trying to curry favor with Lin Feng so much, or are you hoping to spare his life when he competes with your grandson?"

Long Tianyin shook his head bitterly, then turned and left, saying, "If possible, that would be best, but I also understand that Long Haochen is no longer the Long Haochen he used to be."

"I don't want to hope for anything. The father and son have come to this point, and I, as their father and grandfather, also bear responsibility. If only I could have seen that little guy sooner..."

Seeing Long Tianyin's dejected mood, Yang Haoyu couldn't bear it and said, "Alright, you don't need to take all the blame. Everyone has their own path to walk. We still have some time; it's been a long time since we had a drink together."

Long Tianyin chuckled and said, "That's true. With Lin Feng here now, and with the oppressive aura he just unleashed, the Demon Race won't dare to offend Dragon Control Pass again for a while."

"How about it? Old Man Yang, my judgment is pretty good, isn't it? Although we've lost that bastard Long Xingyu, we now have an even more powerful God's Seal Knight."

Looking at the boastful Long Tianyin, Yang Haoyu understood that everything he did was just to make up for the losses of the Knight Temple. After all, Long Xingyu's departure had greatly reduced the Knight Temple's combat strength.

If we hadn't arrived in time last time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Yang Haoyu didn't explain it clearly, but took advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take him to relax.

Inside the main hall.

Lin Feng's body was already enveloped in orange-blue flames.

"Marweka, there shouldn't be any problem using this to store the power of the Death Archon, right?" Lin Feng asked.

Soon, the voice of Fire God Marweka echoed in Lin Feng's mind.

"This shouldn't be a problem. Lin Feng, I will control your body and store the remaining power of the Death Archon within me in the Throne before you."

After receiving Lin Feng's agreement, Lin Feng's originally black pupils suddenly turned into a pair of pupils as bright as the sun.

His aura also became extremely terrifying.

Lin Feng looked at his hands and chuckled, "Your physical fitness still needs improvement..."

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng complained in Marweka's Inheritance Space, "I don't like hearing that. I can do it seven times with one leaf!"

"Seven times a night?" Mavica asked confused, "What do you mean? What does this have to do with physical fitness?"

Lin Feng was shocked, and couldn't help but think to himself, "Marweka looks like an older sister, how can she be so naive..."

Lin Feng coughed twice and said, "It's nothing, just know that I'm very strong. You can start now."

Although Marweka wanted to ask a few more questions, she took action because of time constraints.

In an instant, terrifying Orange-Cyan Flame erupted from Lin Feng's body like a geyser.

The Throne of Eternal Creation, which originally radiated endless power, dimmed somewhat in the face of the blazing flames.

If it weren't for Marweka's deliberate control, the entire hall would probably have been engulfed in flames.

Looking at the flickering Divine Throne, Lin Feng said, "I advise you to give up your futile resistance. You are nothing more than a wisp of a divine soul that is about to dissipate. Of course, if you are unwilling to relinquish control, I don't mind completely annihilating you!"

Seeing that the Divine Throne of Eternal and Creation had remained unmoved for a long time, Marweka's patience was also running out.

He flipped his palm upwards, and instantly orange-blue flames ignited in Lin Feng's hand.

This was no ordinary flame; it was a flame imbued with the Law Force of death.

Although it was only a small clump, it was enough to obliterate the soul!

Just as the flame appeared in "Lin Feng's " hand, a childish voice rang out from the Divine Throne.

"How can you be like this? I lent you the Throne of Eternal Creation, but I didn't say you could put this thing in there!"

"Why do they start fighting over nothing..."

Lin Feng said expressionlessly, "Come out!"

With a cold shout from "Lin Feng," a petite, ethereal little girl with exquisite features flew out from the Throne.

She is a fragment of the divine soul left behind by the God of Creation.

Now her power is extremely weak, and having left the Eternal Domain, she is not much different from an ordinary elf.

"Why are you so fierce? If my soul hadn't been damaged, I wouldn't be afraid of you at all."

With her arms crossed, she looked both cute and fierce.

Seeing this, Lin Feng also put away the flames in his hand and said, "Since you have already admitted defeat, I hope you can cooperate from now on."

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Shenhun was stunned for a moment and said, "What's wrong with you? When did I admit defeat!"

"What, you want to fight me?"

"Lin Feng" said coldly.