Peerless Martial God

0Lin Feng stepped into the Eternal Night City, and directly headed towards the place where the Purple Cloud were gathered. His seemingly slow body, however, moved like a mirage, and many people could not even see his figure clearly, only feeling that he had disappeared.    0

    

Outside of Eternal Night City, the gathered people were still there. At this moment, on the path between the black water, a few figures walked out from within the Nether World Mansion, slowly walking towards the direction of the crowd.    

    

A moment later, they halted their steps, looked at the people in front of them, and said: "Today is the day the Nether World Mansion is opened, so those from the various powers that have obtained a placing, stand on this road of Nether World."    

    

The moment he finished speaking, many of the young disciples walked forward and came onto the road that led to the Nether World Mansion. The young man and the young man and woman who had killed Lin Feng's soul also walked up and said: "We are from the Sword Sect, and are here to pay their respects to the Nether World Mansion."    

    

"Mn, I do recognize the Sword Sect, there's no need for the keepsake." In front of Nether World Mansion, there were not many people who had this kind of treatment, and even if they had the right to choose, they would still have to take out their keepsakes and inspect it. All three of them had some reputation in Eternal Night City, and adding on to the fact that they were people of Sword Sect, there was only such treatment.    

    

Almost all of these people were affiliated with the forces of the Nine Netherworld Palace and recognized their position. Every year, there would be a few slots that allowed them to enter the Nine Netherworld Palace to feel the power of the Violet Spirit. As for these people, they were all cultivators at the peak of the Martial King realm.    

    

At this time, behind the group of people, a figure with messy long hair and a beard was walking towards them. Walking into the crowd, many people looked at him, but this person was actually walking forward, and a moment later, he was standing in front of the road as well, looking at Nether World Mansion.    

    

Not only was there the power of Purple Soul, there was also the power of death. The flowing Death River contained the aura of black water, but it was not as pure as the Strength of Death in the black water.    

    

"Nether World Mansion!" Lin Feng muttered to himself, he then continued to raise his feet and walk forward, on the ancient path ahead, the eyes of the expert with Nether World Mansion glanced, staring at Lin Feng, he said: "Which side did you choose, did you bring a keepsake with you?"    

    

Lin Feng shook his head, his gaze landed on a young man, and just now, it was that young man who used his sword to cut apart a strand of his soul.    

    

When the young man saw Lin Feng, he felt a sense of familiarity. His eyes glazed over as he asked, "Are you the owner of that wisp of soul just now?"    

    

Lin Feng did not say anything. Taking a step forward, the man snorted, a terrifying sword intent appeared on his body as he stared at Lin Feng: "With just a strand of your soul, you want to feel the power of the Purple Soul? Impudent!"    

    

Weng!" As the gale blew past, Lin Feng's figure suddenly disappeared from his original spot, the young man only felt a gust of wind blowing towards him, causing his expression to freeze. In an instant, the young man felt a gust of wind blowing past him, his expression becoming stiff, and suddenly, the terrifying sword intent around his body howled forth, shooting out countless sharp swords in an attempt to behead him.    

    

"Scram back." The young man bellowed, and spat out sword light s. At the same time, a Sword Blindness shot out from between his eyebrows, and rushed towards Lin Feng, but Lin Feng's eyes, which were covered by his long hair, suddenly shot out a cold beam of light. The Death Sear instantly exterminated the sword light, and his hand directly grabbed onto the young man's neck.    

    

"Who are you? I am a disciple of the Sword Sect. The young man opened his mouth and spat out a sound with much difficulty. A light cracking sound came out, as though Lin Feng was holding onto his throat.    

    

"When you destroyed a strand of my soul, you didn't ask me who I was." Lin Feng said coldly.    

    

"Please show mercy." It was from the Nether World Mansion, and these people were all elites chosen from the various powers. It would not be good if they were to die here, or at the very least, if he was to lose face from the Nether World Mansion.    

    

"This has nothing to do with Nether World Mansion." Lin Feng looked at him.    

    

"He is a disciple of the Sword Sect, although you have a strong battle power, you are still limited by your cultivation. If an expert of the Sword Sect attacks you, I'm afraid you won't have much luck." The expert continued.    

    

"That's right, I am a disciple of Sword Sect's Yue Song Swordsman. If you attack me, my master will definitely kill you."    

    

The young man spoke again, and Lin Feng's eyes suddenly turned as strands of the terrifying Death Sear pierced through the center of his brows and rushed into his mind. In just an instant, that person's face turned ashen, and no longer had any signs of life, as his entire body was filled with the aura of death.    

    

Lin Feng's palm loosened, and a popping sound rang out, which was especially ear-piercing. A Sword Sect disciple had just introduced himself, and was then mercilessly killed.    

    

"The might of the Death Dao." The expert of the Nether World Mansion stared at Lin Feng. This seemingly slovenly person was actually so terrifying, he was probably immersed in the realm of the Martial Emperor for many years, continuously training in Death Dao, with decades of experience. That was why he had such combat power.    

    

"Your excellency, you are quite the ruthless one. What a powerful Strength of Death." Seeing Lin Feng's current appearance, he thought that Lin Feng was over a hundred years old, had been immersed in this realm and had comprehended Death Dao for many years already.    

    

"You, killed him …" The other man and woman were pale as they stared at Lin Feng. It was likely that their senior brother would not rest in peace even if he died.    

    

"Just now, he killed a fragment of this person's soul. Because he was a Sword Sect disciple, he had a good self-esteem, but never would he have thought that his death was so worthless. He encountered a terrifying weirdo, bad luck, looks like it's best to keep a low profile." Someone whispered.    

    

"Un, that's right. Killing another person's wisp of wandering soul is an act of disrespect. It is tantamount to provoking someone. If no one forced him to die, then he would have deserved it. If he didn't have that feeling of superiority, then he wouldn't have died." There were too many expert in the Martial Dao world, so cultivating was harder. However, it seemed that he had to be a bit low-key in order to not accidentally lose his life.    

    

Lin Feng's black eyes swept over the other couple. The two of them decisively shut their mouths, as if one of their eyes could kill him.    

    

Then, Lin Feng raised his head, looked at the person from Nether World Mansion, and asked: "Can I go in and feel the Purple Cloud?"    

    

The expression on the expert's face congealed, and he glanced at the corpse on the ground. Lin Feng did not listen to his advice and killed the person on the ground, so they should not have let him in, and instead politeness came from not causing trouble for him. However, this person was proficient in the power of death, and had something in common with his Nether World Mansion in cultivation, and was very powerful as well.    

    

"I'll let you in as well." A expert said calmly, causing the eyes of the two disciples to turn cold. However, a cold light flashed in their eyes, and they let him in. When the expert of Sword Sect arrives, they will definitely kill him.    

    

"You guys clean up the body. The rest of you, follow me in." After that, he brought the rest of the people and walked towards the Nether World Mansion. Lin Feng followed along with the rest as he wanted to experience the power of the Purple Soul s, to see if it could allow him to fuse his soul with the world, and get even closer to the Emperor Realm.    

    

The people from Nether World Mansion led the group to a gigantic space, where the air was filled with endless Purple Cloud s. The power of the Purple Soul roiled unceasingly, causing people to feel as though their souls were about to be released.    

    

"As expected, it has a strong attraction to the soul. I wonder how the soul will change after being merged into it." Lin Feng said in his heart. His soul was just like everyone else's, as it roiled and floated out, and in an instant, he felt as if his soul had fused with the purple sky, as if the sky was his soul. Even the Purple Cloud could move according to his thoughts.    

    

"Let me experience the feeling of a soul merging with the heaven and earth, and then fuse with the Purple Soul first, fusing with the rest of the Heaven And Earth Void." Lin Feng secretly said in his heart, as his soul continuously fused with the Purple Soul, occupying the Purple Soul, and expanding outwards, experiencing this feeling. If they were truly able to reach the Soul Harmonization Realm, their spirit would be able to wield even more power and gather the power of the heavens and earth to launch attacks, allowing them to gain an even stronger defense, even if their soul left their body, it would still be a lot more convenient.    

    

The most important thing was that a Martial Dao practitioner had borrowed their soul to fuse with the heaven and earth, to gain insights into the great Dao of nature, and to achieve unparalleled military might.    

    

"Everyone, you have three days to meditate here. If there is a clash of souls, all of it is your own wish. I will take responsibility for it myself. My Nether World Mansion does not matter, as long as you do not attack directly." The person from the Nether World Mansion said blandly. Since this Purple Cloud space was so large, it was natural for their souls to collide. At this moment, there were people who felt that the Purple Soul were not enough, and were fighting for the Purple Soul's power.    

    

Lin Feng was also trying his best to do the same. As long as there was hope for him to enter the Monarch Stage, he would use all his strength to do this, but he didn't know at the moment, that inside the Destiny Temple, the prophet was going to find his clone and tell him the shocking words!