"Heh, boy, trying to play the hero saving the beauty?"
"Young as you are, you've got some nerve!"
Just as the Snow Empress gazed dreamily at Luo Feng in midair,
a defiant old voice suddenly came from beside them.
It seemed to be an uninvited guest whose entire body was hidden beneath a red cloak.
His face was concealed, but his presence was powerful.
He was at least a Titled Douluo.
But that wasn't the point. The point was the hourglass-like Soul Tool in the old man's hand.
He was hurling it straight at the weakened Snow Empress.
"What's that?"
"The God Sealing Altar!"
As a transmigrator,
Luo Feng recognized the renowned sealing-type Soul Tool at a glance.
In the original timeline,
after heavenly lightning shattered the Snow Empress's true body,
she took the form of a Soul Beast embryo.
She could barely maintain the presence of a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast.
But before she could catch her breath, a mysterious Soul Engineer from the Sun Moon Empire sealed her with the God Sealing Altar.
After passing through various hands, she appeared at an auction.
First, someone from the Sun Moon Empire bought her.
Then Du Busi seized her.
Afterward, Huo Yuhao reaped the benefits without lifting a finger.
Luo Feng had thought his intervention would change this timeline.
But he had never imagined
that the lurking figure would still make his move!
He sent his God Sealing Altar directly down over the Snow Empress, who sat slumped on the ground.
He seemed intent on forcibly capturing the beauty inside!
However, the old man probably never imagined
that just as he was about to succeed,
two figures, one red and one blue, would charge out from the six o'clock direction!
"Bastard, what are you trying to do?"
"Don't touch this big sister!"
It was Ma Xiaotao and Wang Dong.
Although their strength fell far short of his,
they joined forces at the critical moment and knocked the God Sealing Altar off course.
It landed just beside the Snow Empress's feet.
"Where did these wild girls come from?"
"Wait, is that the Clear Sky Hammer?"
"You little girl, you're actually from the Clear Sky Sect? What are you doing here?"
The red-robed old man clearly knew a thing or two.
He had been about to attack Ma Xiaotao and Wang Dong, but then he saw the Clear Sky Hammer in Wang Dong's hand.
He immediately took several reflexive steps backward.
This was a great sect that had endured for ten thousand years-not one to provoke lightly!
And that moment of hesitation
gave Luo Feng, who had just finished dealing with the lightning tribulation, a chance to catch his breath.
His Martial Soul Avatar had not fully expired, either.
So he brought a dragon claw crashing straight down.
"Where did you crawl out from, you old thief? You dare bully my woman! You're courting death!"
He had to admit that his opponent had chosen the perfect moment for a sneak attack.
He had struck precisely when Luo Feng couldn't cover both ends.
Without Ma Xiaotao and Wang Dong's intervention, the Snow Empress would most likely have been captured.
But now!
"Boom!"
"What?"
"You're only a Soul Saint! How can you have so much strength?"
Faced with this dragon claw strike, the red-robed old man clearly underestimated his opponent.
He actually tried to catch it barehanded!
But the moment he touched the outer layer of his opponent's Soul Power, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
He hurriedly retreated!
"Rrrip!"
Although he barely escaped the dragon claw's attack radius,
the red robe concealing his identity was shredded by the claw.
He had no choice but to reveal his true appearance.
He was an elderly-looking man.
He was finely dressed, with all manner of defensive Soul Tools hanging all over him.
As he retreated, these Soul Tools activated one after another.
They cushioned the force of the dragon claw!
"You're...?"
"Jing Hongchen of the Sun Moon Empire?"
Once his full appearance was revealed,
Luo Feng recognized the old man's identity at a glance!
This was a major figure. Who would have thought he would stoop to such petty thievery?
Hearing Luo Feng's startled cry, Jing Hongchen was also caught somewhat off guard.
"Well, boy, you actually recognize me!"
"Then none of you can be allowed to live today. Word of what happened here cannot get out!"
"What a pity. I'll have to offend the Clear Sky Sect!"
Strangely, Jing Hongchen seemed deeply wary of Wang Dong's identity.
Yet he paid no heed whatsoever to Luo Feng, the strongest person present.
Perhaps in his mind,
the handsome young man before him was merely a relatively powerful Soul Saint.
Before a Titled Douluo who was also the Sun Moon Empire's strongest Soul Engineer, he still wasn't worth considering!
"You old bastard, you're courting death!"
Hearing Jing Hongchen's arrogant, condescending words, Luo Feng laughed in sheer fury.
He had attacked his woman, and now he dared threaten him to his face?
"A mere Level 9 Soul Engineer built up with pills and lumps of iron thinks he's worthy of running his mouth before me?!"
Luo Feng barked coldly, and the newly condensed dragon king origin soul core inside him suddenly spun wildly!
Vast, violent black-and-yellow earth Qi erupted with a roar, making the entire ten-thousand-fathom ice peak tremble fiercely.
"You wet-behind-the-ears brat! Such arrogance!"
Jing Hongchen's gaze turned cold, his face filled with chilling killing intent.
Now that his identity had been exposed, not a single person here could hope to leave alive!
"Click, click, click!"
A dense clatter of metal mechanisms suddenly rang out.
Dozens of top-tier Soul Tools activated simultaneously, and a suit of red-gold heavy armor encased Jing Hongchen completely in an instant.
He raised two high-powered focusing cannons as thick as buckets in his hands, blinding white rays of annihilation gathering furiously at their muzzles!
"Die! Before Level 9 soul guidance technology, even an unrivaled genius like you will be reduced to dust!"
Jing Hongchen laughed viciously, and the Soul Tool Thrusters on his back spewed exhaust flames several dozen feet long.
Dozens of dazzling, concentrated death rays tore through the void and rained down on Luo Feng's head!
"A Feng, look out! Those are Level 9 heavy Soul Tool cannons!"
At the foot of the mountain, Ma Xiaotao's beautiful face paled at the sight, and she couldn't help crying out in alarm.
Wang Dong bit her lower lip, black light flickering around the Clear Sky Hammer in her hand, ready to charge forward and risk her life at any moment.
Yet Luo Feng, at the heart of the storm, did not even blink.
"Flashy scrap metal!"
Golden light blazed in Luo Feng's eyes as he thrust his right palm downward from the heavens!
Fifth Soul Skill-[Mountain Suppression]!
"Boom!"
A terrifying gravitational field dozens of times stronger than normal descended out of nowhere!
It was as though Luo Feng alone had borrowed the immense power of the entire Ten-Thousand-Fathom Ice Mountain's earth veins, bringing it crashing down from above with the force to topple mountains and overturn seas!
Jing Hongchen had only just taken flight and had yet to fire when his body suddenly sank.
The Soul Tool exhaust flames surging behind him were forcibly extinguished.
Like a heavy lead ball, his entire body plummeted straight toward the ice!
"Damn it! What is this gravity?!"
Jing Hongchen's face drained of color in horror.
The crushing pull of the earth nearly shattered his internal organs.
Even his protective Soul Tool barrier creaked under the pressure, deforming severely!
Before he could catch his breath, a primordial dragon's roar that shook the soul apart exploded beside his ears!
Sixth Soul Skill-[Wrath of the Mountain Dragon King]!
"Roooar!"
The hundred-thousand-year red Soul Ring blazed with boundless light!
Violent golden sound waves swept through everything like a solid tsunami, routing a thousand armies!
"Bang!!"
The Level 8 defensive barrier Jing Hongchen took such pride in proved as fragile as glass, shattering inch by inch on the spot!
"Pfft!"
Jing Hongchen spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying dozens of meters backward...
"Damn it!"
"How can you be this freakish, brat?"
"Level 9 Soul Tool, [Red Dust Protection], activate!"
It was a triggered Soul Tool worn on Jing Hongchen's chest.
It was his last lifesaving measure.
Originally, it should have been given to Huo Yuhao as a first-meeting gift.
But today, facing Luo Feng,
Jing Hongchen had no choice but to use it ahead of time.
"Hummm!"
Soon, layer after layer of red protective film appeared around the old man's body.
Although these protective films shattered one after another under the impact of Luo Feng's Dragon King presence,
there was no denying that they gave Jing Hongchen ample opportunity to escape.
He used the recoil from these energies
and activated his Flying Soul Tool, shooting like a rocket toward the southern reaches of the Far North!
The Sun Moon Empire's border adjoined the Far North. As long as he could reach the border, he would be safe!
"Faster!"
"I have to get out alive!"
By now, Luo Feng had already scared Jing Hongchen out of his wits.
The old man did not dare look back at all.
He simply drove his Soul Tools relentlessly, fleeing miserably toward the horizon!
And at this speed, not even Ma Xiaotao could catch him!
"Lucky you ran fast!"
Watching the wretched old man disappear into the distance, Luo Feng shrugged helplessly.
Then he slowly turned to look at the Snow Empress.
"Are you all right?"
"Ah, y-yes, I'm fine!"
"Honored lord, thank you for saving me. I..."
Snow Empress had originally carried herself like an aloof, unapproachable older beauty.
But for some reason.
When she looked at the benefactor before her who had saved her life.
An inexplicable blush touched her fair, tender little face, as though her heart had been stirred...
Looking like this, she was truly beautiful beyond compare!