339: Chapter 339 I can leave you with a whole corpse

Qin Changsheng didn't delay any longer and cupped his hands slightly toward Lin Zhentian. "I have important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first."

After saying that, he didn't stay any longer, turning around and walking toward the main hall's exit.

Watching Qin Changsheng's departing back, Hei Feng also cupped his hands slightly toward Lin Zhentian and said in a flat tone, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I also need to head to the Flowing Fire Sect, so I shall take my leave first."

Lin Zhentian's mind was currently full of the Magical Artifacts on the table, and he didn't notice anything unusual about Hei Feng. He simply waved his hand casually. "Please suit yourself, Fellow Daoist Hei Feng. If you have time in the future, do visit the Lin family often."

Hei Feng nodded slightly and walked outside. As soon as he reached the exterior, he chased after the direction Qin Changsheng had left, a greedy light flickering in his eyes.

Hei Feng was determined to obtain those eighty million Spirit Stones in Qin Changsheng's hands.

With those Spirit Stones, Hei Feng would be able to purchase many Magical Artifacts.

Shortly after Qin Changsheng left, Shen Bing's figure appeared there.

Shen Bing explained her purpose for coming to Lin Zhentian.

Although Lin Zhentian liked those Earth-Grade Magical Artifacts very much...

At this moment, Lin Zhentian no longer had any spare Spirit Stones and simply couldn't afford to buy the treasures in Shen Bing's hands.

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High in the sky, Hei Feng traveled on his sword, his Speed while flying as fast as a flash of lightning.

However, Hei Feng's expression was currently very poor.

This was because he had already been tracking at full power for fifteen minutes.

During these fifteen minutes, Hei Feng had been flying at full Speed the entire time.

But even so, he still hadn't discovered any sign of Qin Changsheng.

It seemed he had already lost track of Qin Changsheng.

"Dammit!"

"How can this person's Speed be so fast!"

There was a hint of gnashing teeth and unwilling resentment in Hei Feng's tone.

He held himself in high regard; with a Golden Core Middle Stage cultivation, he rarely met an opponent in the surrounding area.

His Speed when flying on a sword far exceeded that of ordinary Cultivators, yet today, facing a seemingly ordinary middle-aged Loose Cultivator, he had exerted his full strength and hadn't even seen the other's shadow.

Although Hei Feng wanted to give up the pursuit, his Speed increased once again when he thought of the eighty million Spirit Stones and the crimson flame fruit.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a flash of joy suddenly crossed Hei Feng's eyes.

Because he discovered Qin Changsheng's figure appearing in the valley ahead.

Hei Feng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were filled with nothing but joy.

No matter why Qin Changsheng had stopped, he would kill him and then seize the treasures and the eighty million Spirit Stones in his hands.

Hei Feng slowly descended with his Flying Sword and walked toward Qin Changsheng step by step, finally stopping not far away, at a distance of only about ten meters.

He sized Qin Changsheng up, the vigilance in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by intense greed and smugness.

In his view, Qin Changsheng stopping voluntarily meant he had either exhausted his spiritual power or was at his wit's end; in either case, today he could only be slaughtered at will.

"Hahaha..." Hei Feng suddenly burst into loud laughter, his voice coarse and arrogant, echoing in the empty valley with a hint of unbridled hubris. "Kid, you're quite sensible, knowing you can't escape and stopping of your own accord to surrender. It saves me the extra effort."

He took a step forward, and the Golden Core Middle Stage aura around him was quietly released. The sharp Spiritual Qi was like cold blades pressing down toward Qin Changsheng. His tone was full of threat and arrogance: "If you know what's good for you, quickly hand over all the Spirit Stones on you, as well as that crimson flame fruit. If I'm in a good mood, I might leave you an intact corpse and let you die quickly, so your Soul doesn't Fly Away and Spirit Scattering."

In Hei Feng's eyes, Qin Changsheng was merely a Loose Cultivator who had hidden a bit of his strength; even if his Speed was fast, he was definitely not his match.

Now in this remote valley with no one to disturb them, as long as he applied a little Pressure, Qin Changsheng would surely obediently hand over all the treasures and let him deal with him as he pleased.

A greedy light flickered in his eyes, as if he could already see the scene of the eighty million Spirit Stones and the crimson flame fruit in his hands.

Facing Hei Feng's arrogance and threats, Qin Changsheng slowly turned around. There wasn't a trace of panic on his face; he only swept a glance at Hei Feng with an extremely contemptuous gaze. That look was like looking at a clown, carrying a hint of disdain and mockery, as if Hei Feng's threats were nothing more than a ridiculous farce in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Qin Changsheng finally spoke slowly: "Just you? You're worthy of making me hand over my treasures?"

The smile on Hei Feng's face instantly froze, and his eyes were filled with rage.

He never imagined that a junior would actually dare to say such words in front of him.

Qin Changsheng spoke again: "I can also give you a quick death! But first, you must hand over the golden spirit seed in your Storage Pouch."

"golden spirit seed?!" Hei Feng's face was filled with shock and confusion.

This golden spirit seed was something he had obtained after killing a close friend.

After obtaining this golden spirit seed, he had always kept it on him and had told no one.

How did an unknown junior today know that he possessed a golden spirit seed?

"You... you're not Fellow Daoist Bai's junior?" Hei Feng's tone carried a hint of panic and vigilance, and the way he looked at Qin Changsheng changed completely.

However, Hei Feng soon calmed down.

Because he was a Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator. No matter who Qin Changsheng was, as long as he killed him, those eighty million Spirit Stones would all be his.

Moreover, no one would know the secret of him killing Fellow Daoist Bai to obtain the golden spirit seed.

Thinking of this, Hei Feng summoned his Lifebound Treasure, preparing to finish off Qin Changsheng.

However, Qin Changsheng's Speed was even faster.

With a thought from Qin Changsheng, a brilliant golden spiritual light suddenly lit up from between his brows. Immediately after, ten long swords, pure white and engraved with ancient sword patterns, whistled out from his forehead. Boundless magic power swirled around the sword bodies, and a sharp Sword Qi rushed toward him.

After the ten Dragon Abyss Swords flew out, they didn't pause for a moment. As if possessed of intelligence, they quickly wove and shuttled through the air. As the sword light flickered, they formed a dense sword net.

In just a few short breaths, the ten Dragon Abyss Swords wove together completely, transforming into a massive Sword Domain that enveloped the entire valley.

Inside the Sword Domain, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and golden spiritual light surged like a tide. Wave after wave of Pressure, so powerful it was suffocating, bore down directly on Hei Feng like Mount Tai.

"Sword Domain?!" Looking at the massive Sword Domain enveloping heaven and earth, Hei Feng's expression changed drastically. His pupils shrank, and the doubt and vigilance in his eyes were instantly replaced by deep shock and disbelief. He abruptly took half a step back, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he cried out in a lost voice.

He had lived for hundreds of years and seen countless Cultivators; he knew that this Sword Domain was something only Nascent Soul powerhouses could condense.

Only now did Hei Feng understand why Qin Changsheng wasn't afraid.

Why he had dared to stop in this remote valley to wait for him.

The opponent wasn't some Loose Cultivator hiding his strength at all, but a top powerhouse whose strength far exceeded his own!

The greed and arrogance in his heart were instantly replaced by fear, and only one thought remained in his mind: Run! I must run as fast as possible! If I stay for even a moment longer, I will surely die without a place to be buried!

Hei Feng didn't hesitate. He couldn't even care about the Spirit Stones and crimson flame fruit anymore. The remaining spiritual power in his body erupted without reservation, and black spiritual light surged around him. He turned and sped toward the distance outside the valley, his Speed as fast as lightning, only wanting to escape this terrifying Sword Domain and Qin Changsheng's control as quickly as possible.

At this moment, he no longer had the slightest thought of robbing Qin Changsheng; he only sought to save his own life.

But he had ultimately underestimated the power of the Longyuan Sword Domain.

The moment Hei Feng turned to flee, the Sword Domain enveloping the valley suddenly contracted. The ten Dragon Abyss Swords moved rapidly, instantly sealing off all exits from the valley. Whether in the air or on the ground, everything was covered by dense Sword Qi, with not a single gap.

The Sword Domain's Speed was far faster than Hei Feng's sword-flying Speed. In the blink of an eye, it completely blocked his path of escape.

At the same time, the Pressure within the Sword Domain grew stronger and stronger, like an invisible giant hand firmly pinning down Hei Feng's body.

Hei Feng felt his whole body sink, and the spiritual power in his body instantly became chaotic. He could no longer move his feet a single step, and his body fell toward the ground uncontrollably. With a "thud," he slammed heavily onto the earth, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The powerful Pressure surged in like a tide. Hei Feng's bones made a "creak-creak" sound as if they would shatter at any moment. He exerted all his strength and barely managed to lift his head, his gaze struggling to turn toward Qin Changsheng not far away.

At this moment, all the greed, arrogance, and resentment in his eyes had vanished, leaving only a fear that reached into his very marrow. His gaze was full of awe and pleading, as if he were begging Qin Changsheng to spare his life.