Ling Tian Sword God

"Success!"

Lin Ya watched Ling Chen, clearly feeling his soaring aura.

Martial Artist Seventh Realm!

A gleam flashed in Ling Chen's eyes; he had finally made a successful breakthrough.

"Thank you," Ling Chen said, looking at the somewhat fatigued Lin Ya with a hint of gratitude on his face. If she hadn't helped just now, he might have been in real danger.

Waving her hand, Lin Ya sat cross-legged opposite Ling Chen and began to circulate her energy to recover. Her injuries had mostly healed in the past few days. However, she had just expended a significant amount of True Qi helping Ling Chen break through and would need a few days of recuperation to regulate her energy.

"In another two or three days, we should activate the mechanism and leave this place," Lin Ya said, looking at Ling Chen.

"Mm."

With a nod, Ling Chen closed his eyes and began to mentally review the contents of the Absorption Technique scroll. Although the Absorption Technique was a sinister method, it was nonetheless an extraordinary Cultivation Technique. If mastered, it would greatly aid his Cultivation.

This Absorption Technique primarily revolved around usurping the True Qi cultivation of others, converting it for one's own use.

To seize the power of others and incorporate it into one's own meridians. That was the principle behind it.

Embracing All Rivers, the more accommodating, the greater.

Practicing this Cultivation Technique was like rolling a snowball. Although it involved taking advantage of others for one's own benefit, it ultimately enabled rapid personal strengthening.

Ling Chen formed a hand seal and began to cultivate according to the mantra.

Could it be that these two knew I was waiting here for them and chose not to come out, even if it means dying inside? Impatience flickered across Mo Feng's face in the main hall. He had been playing a waiting game for over twenty days but still hadn't seen Ling Chen and Lin Ya emerge. This led him to suspect that the two were determined to die in there rather than face him.

"Protector Mo Feng, you mustn't give up halfway," Liu Yi hastily interjected. "They might just be waiting for you to lose patience. If you leave now, all your efforts will be wasted." He feared that if Mo Feng left, Mo Feng would suffer no significant loss, but he himself absolutely could not let Lin Ya live. Otherwise, his future would be spent wandering the Jianghu.

"I know." Mo Feng nodded, suppressing his impatience and continuing to wait.

「Another five days passed.」

Ling Chen stood up, his gaze settling on Lin Ya. "Are you ready?"

Lin Ya took a deep breath, a cold glint flashing in her beautiful eyes. "Ready!"

"Let's go!" Ling Chen forcefully slapped the switch on the stone door, his body tensing, poised to act.

BOOM!

The stone door rose upwards at a considerable speed.

Outside, Mo Feng and Liu Yi's eyes lit up. "Finally, they're out!"

"Kill!" Liu Yi stood up and bellowed, his face alight with delight. After waiting for over half a month, he had finally seen them appear.

Mo Feng stared intently through the opening stone door, secretly amassing True Qi, prepared to unleash a killing blow the moment they appeared.

When the stone door had risen to just over a meter high, a streak of sword qi suddenly shot out.

"Seeing Dragon in the Field!"

A burst of white Sword Light fiercely struck at Mo Feng. The attacker was Ling Chen.

Mo Feng hadn't expected Ling Chen to dare attack him first and reacted a fraction of a second too slowly. However, despite his delayed reaction, he still managed to block Ling Chen's full-power strike and counter-attack.

"Break!"

The Cloud-hidden Sword clashed against his palm, and Air Energy radiated outwards.

Meanwhile, Lin Ya's Long Whip lashed out like a python, slithering through the air, specifically targeting Mo Feng's vital spots.

"White Dragon Breath!"

Ling Chen struck out again with his sword. The attack resembled a white dragon expelling a stream of Dragon Breath, with the sword's tip forming the very end of that breath.

"You two juniors think you can harm me? Indestructible Dominating Body!" Mo Feng roared like a wild beast. The next moment, streams of black energy erupted from his body, coalescing around him to form a layer of True Qi Protection, impenetrably guarding his vital spots.

DING!

DANG!

Ling Chen's Sword Light and Lin Ya's Long Whip were both deflected by this black True Qi Protection, unable to inflict even a scratch on Mo Feng.

"It's useless! You two are no match for this Protector. You can't even break my defense, yet you dream of harming me? Preposterous!"

The Indestructible Dominating Body that Mo Feng displayed was a Lower-grade Heaven Level defensive martial art from their Shocking Death Sect. He had mastered over eighty percent of this technique, rendering him impervious to weapons—far more powerful than the Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth.

As their attacks proved ineffective, Ling Chen and Lin Ya exchanged a glance, seemingly having anticipated this outcome.

WHOOSH!

Lin Ya moved first, like a swift wild goose. The Long Whip in her hand struck out even faster, sweeping forward with lightning speed.

"Get lost!" Mo Feng threw out a palm strike without even looking. The ground trembled from the force, distorting the Long Whip's trajectory.

Simultaneously, however, a mechanism in the Long Whip activated, instantly doubling its length before coiling around Mo Feng.

Mo Feng's expression changed slightly. He hadn't anticipated the Long Whip possessing such a feature. By the time he tried to extricate himself, it was too late; he was bound.

"We got him!" A delighted expression appeared on Lin Ya's pretty face.

"You think this trinket can restrain me?" Mo Feng roared, laughing in his fury as he frantically channeled his True Qi, attempting to break free from the Long Whip's coils. He soon managed to create an opening in the bindings and was on the verge of breaking completely free.

Just then, a Hidden Weapon appeared in Lin Ya's hand. It resembled a Small Iron Ball covered in sharp spikes, its appearance hinting at extraordinary power.

With a flash in her eyes, Lin Ya threw the Hidden Weapon.

Mo Feng, still partially bound by the Long Whip, couldn't dodge in time. He had just managed to loosen its hold when the Hidden Weapon struck him. Spinning at high speed, it tore a large gash through Mo Feng's Indestructible Dominating Body.

Almost simultaneously, Ling Chen's sword moved.

All this while, Ling Chen had been gathering his strength, waiting for the moment Lin Ya tore through Mo Feng's defenses so he could deliver a full-power strike.

Empowered by the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique, Ling Chen's strength temporarily surged to the Eighth Level.

PSCHT!

The sword strike was precise, landing exactly on the gash in Mo Feng's True Qi Protection.

PSCHT!

The sword qi pierced through Mo Feng's body. His back suddenly exploded, leaving a mangled, bloody hole.

After delivering the thrust, Ling Chen inwardly sighed with regret. What a pity! The bloody hole was merely half an inch from Mo Feng's vital points. If it had been just a little more to the right, Mo Feng would be dead.

But now, it was probably too late for that.

Lin Ya had already begun her retreat, darting out of the Palace. Ling Chen swiftly followed, not lingering to engage Mo Feng further, instead using Wind Shadow Step at full speed to catch up.

A Grand Master at the Third Level was not so easily killed. Moreover, Mo Feng was likely no mere underling in the Shocking Death Sect; the martial arts he cultivated were powerful, making him far superior to any ordinary loose cultivator in the Jianghu.