Want to Seize My Cave Dwelling? One Sword Strike to Kill!

Song Yiling understood inwardly.

Her own background was extraordinary. If they were compared, it was even deeper than that of Xu Jun and the other two. Still, Song Yiling knew that Xu Jun's group had gone to take part in the disciple assessment.

They were young and had yet to join a sect. By rights, they should have swept through the disciple assessment like a tidal wave, taking first place.

Yet first place had changed hands.

And it had gone to someone with no notable background?

But whether he had a background or not was unimportant.

What mattered was Lin Feng's talent!

Three levels of Sword Intent!

Before coming to the Sword Tempering Pool, his Sword Intent had already surpassed hers. The reward he had received from this trip to the Sword Tempering Pool had to be at least two levels of Sword Intent, right?

Five levels of Sword Intent! Among the tens of thousands of inner sect disciples, that was a one-in-a-thousand chance. And most of them were either at the peak of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm or had already entered the Palace of Destiny Realm. At the same realm, they likely fell far short of Lin Feng.

Song Yiling thought to herself that, by that calculation, Lin Feng's combat strength was quite formidable as well. Below the seventh stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm, perhaps no one could be his match.

I should find an opportunity to get acquainted with him.

After leaving the Sword Tempering Pool, Lin Feng headed toward the pavilion where he lived.

After the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body had been activated, he could feel the surging vitality of his blood and qi.

But such vigor required an enormous amount of vital energy to replenish it.

The Sword Tempering Pool had merely activated his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. Cultivating the Sacred Body was not something that could be accomplished just by getting started; a Sacred Body that had only just entered the path did not even possess the slightest phenomenon.

At the very least, it had to be cultivated to minor accomplishment.

Yet bringing the Sacred Body to minor accomplishment was by no means easy. Who knew how vast an ocean of resources would be needed to pile it up? However, Lin Feng was fairly confident about this. With Heaven-Defying Comprehension empowering him, it was not a problem at all.

Besides, there were still many more attributes he could plunder later on. Lin Feng was not worried about any of this.

There was still some distance left before he reached the pavilion where he lived.

Yet when he arrived nearby, he discovered quite a few disciples gathered there.

There were quite a lot of them.

"Hmm?"

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

One never visits the Three Treasures Hall without a reason.

What were these people doing at his residence?

"Where did this brat go? Could he be hiding?"

"Hmph, he probably knows the rules too. If someone challenges him, he has to accept. If he loses, he has to scram out of the cultivation cave dwelling. He's probably unwilling!"

"Heh, a Blood-Shifting Realm cultivator dares occupy a place like this. Is he worthy?"

Quite a few inner sect disciples spoke up.

From afar, Lin Feng understood.

So these people had come to seize his cave dwelling?

Fine. He had just fused with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, and with seven levels of Sword Intent, he had been worrying about finding someone to test himself against.

He had not expected people to come knocking on his door.

Lin Feng stepped behind the group of inner sect disciples and spoke blandly, "You want to challenge me?"

His calm voice seemed to explode within the crowd. In an instant, countless gazes shifted onto Lin Feng!

"It's him!"

"That Blood-Shifting Realm disciple?"

Many ill-intentioned gazes fell upon Lin Feng, but he remained as calm as ever, as though unaffected in the slightest. He looked at them as if they were ants.

At once, an inner sect disciple leaped out. He was a thin-faced man who released his vital energy, his aura fluctuating around the fifth stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm.

He sneered viciously. "You're finally back. I've been waiting a long time for you. With your strength, you're not qualified to stay in a place like this! Anyone with sense should have moved out long ago. Who would have thought you'd be so shameless as to keep living here?"

Before Lin Feng could speak, another inner sect disciple rushed to say, "This cave dwelling should be given to me instead!"

As he spoke, he unleashed the aura of the sixth stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm.

He was quite formidable as well.

The inner sect disciples all fought to claim it, as though Lin Feng were transparent air and this cultivation cave dwelling had already become ownerless.

Lin Feng looked at these disciples expressionlessly, while a powerful aura surged from his body.

In terms of realm alone, he was already at the fourth stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm.

And on top of that, he had seven levels of Sword Intent.

To put it bluntly, how many people in the Sea of Reincarnation Realm could be his match?

Meanwhile, those inner sect disciples who had been arguing were red-faced, as though they were about to start fighting each other.

Yet when a powerful aura swept over them, their breathing stalled.

What a terrifying presence.

It felt like bloodline suppression from a superior being!

The suppression of that presence showed that the other party was extremely strong, far beyond them.

Everyone followed the source of that aura with their eyes, eventually locking onto Lin Feng once more.

Quite a few inner sect disciples were filled with uncertainty. How could such pressure come from him? It made no sense!

Before anyone could say anything, Lin Feng had already struck first.

Azure light flickered across the longsword in his hand!

He did not use any sword technique, only Sword Intent.

He wanted to see just how strong pure Sword Intent could be!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, countless terrifying sword lights enveloped those inner sect disciples.

"Brat, you've got some nerve. You alone want to surround all of us?"

"Your heart is higher than the heavens, but your hands are lower than your eyes! Once I knock him flat with one punch, he'll behave himself!"

"Forget it, enough talk. Let's fight first!"

Many inner sect disciples sneered, scorning Lin Feng's reckless ignorance. He actually wanted to fight all of them alone—he had gone completely mad.

But they soon could not laugh anymore.

Sword Intent surged.

A streak of sword light suddenly shot toward an inner sect disciple!

This inner sect disciple was at the fifth stage of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm. He held an axe in his hand, its aura icy and sharp. Seeing the sword light rush at him, he sneered and swung his axe at it.

Crack!

The axe snapped in an instant. The disciple's expression froze, as though he had never imagined that his weapon would break so directly. His weapon was, after all, a fifth-rank weapon—not particularly weak.

A single sword light had cleaved it apart. What kind of power was that?

Only then did the disciple's expression truly change.

Because such power was absolutely not something an Eighth Stage of the Blood-Shifting Realm disciple could wield!

Boom!!

A streak of sword light swallowed that disciple. Everyone saw him lying on the ground in a miserable state, his body covered in bloody gashes.

Lin Feng had held back greatly. He could have killed him outright, but he had not done so.

The others came to their senses, but the shock in their hearts was beyond words. Wasn't this man at the Eighth Stage of the Blood-Shifting Realm?

What was with that terrifying sword light?

Could the weapon in his hand be some high-grade divine weapon?!

Or perhaps...

They had underestimated his strength!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The next moment, sword lights instantly swept toward every inner sect disciple.

At that moment, the group of inner sect disciples involuntarily swallowed. Some even revealed a trace of fear in their eyes.

What terrifying Sword Qi!

There was even a trace of Weapon True Intent within it!

Many inner sect disciples roared wildly, unleashing all their cultivation. They held nothing back, for they did not want Lin Feng to kill them in one sword strike. That would be far too humiliating, a disgrace they would carry for life!

Yet the sword light contained seven levels of Sword Intent. Looking across the Sea of Reincarnation Realm disciples of the Limitless Sacred Land, there were likely few who could withstand it.

This group of inner sect disciples before him, of course, could not!