"Blood God Body, activate."
After several thousand probing exchanges, Lin Feng finally lost patience. He had already gained a rough grasp of Ye Lin's strength—it was still a little inferior to his own. Having grown up on the battlefield since childhood, he had experienced more battles and brushes with death than he could count.
Ye Lin's combat awareness was decent as well. Put another way, anyone who possessed such cultivation would not have poor combat awareness. But compared to Lin Feng right now, Ye Lin still fell far short.
The scene before Ye Lin changed. The Arena around him transformed into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, while the world ahead was shrouded in a blood-red mist.
Blood-colored mist swirled around Lin Feng's body, making him look every bit like a God of Slaughter, enough to send chills down one's spine.
Yet Ye Lin did not move at all. The Unrivaled Sacred Body excelled in close combat, while he excelled with the sword. But he possessed no special sword-path physique, so activating the Unrivaled Sacred Body would only make his chances of defeat greater.
In that case, he could only use his Phoenix Fire.
The next instant, Phoenix Fire coiled around Ye Lin's body. Even Bai Ling's blade was enveloped in a cluster of flames.
The moment the Phoenix Fire emerged, all the blood-red mist around Ye Lin was dispersed. His entire body seemed to have turned into a man of fire.
Even Lin Feng in the distance felt slightly uncomfortable under the extreme heat, but he recovered in an instant. What had he not seen on the battlefield?
Child's play.
In an instant—almost instantly—Lin Feng arrived before Ye Lin. Once the Blood God Body was activated, the crimson mist around him became the source of his