329: Chapter 328 Unleashing a Bloodbath! Immortal Kings Like Dogs

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The originally boisterous battlefield now seemed as if the mute button had been pressed.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, who had been sent flying and was now embedded so deeply into a distant mountain that he couldn't be pried out.

That was a long-renowned, veteran Immortal King!

His sword path was divine, his offensive power unparalleled, and he was known as the one who could "break ten thousand Laws with one sword." He was a big shot even in the Immortal Realm, someone whose stomp could make an entire region tremble.

To think... they didn't even see how Lin Feng made his move before he was slapped away?

How was this a fight? This was clearly a father beating his son!

"This... how is this possible?!"

The exquisite pagoda in Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing's hand trembled violently, nearly slipping from his grasp, and his eyes almost popped out. Although he knew Lin Feng was strong and had achieved Sanctification of the Physical Body, he hadn't expected him to be this ridiculously powerful!

"Don't panic, everyone! He just used a sneak attack! He used despicable means!"

The Master of the Demon God Palace reacted the fastest. His nine heads shook simultaneously as he let out a roar that broke the dead silence. "Attack together! Many ants can bite an elephant to death! I don't believe he can face all of us at once! His magic power is limited after all!"

"Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint Dharma Image — Swallow Heaven and Earth!"

Following a roar, the nine massive lion heads behind the Master of the Demon God Palace opened their bloody maws simultaneously. Nine terrifying elemental energies—Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Lightning, Wind, Light, and Darkness—converged into a beam of light capable of destroying stars, heading straight for Lin Feng.

Wherever this beam passed, space shattered like paper.

At the same time, the Yellow Springs Elder also moved. His withered palm waved the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and countless malevolent ghosts and fierce spirits surged toward Lin Feng like a black tide, emitting ear-piercing screams in an attempt to tear apart Lin Feng's Divine Soul.

The Bodhisattva from the Buddhist Sect also tossed out the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl in his hand, which transformed into a golden mountain, crashing down with a Buddha Power that suppressed everything.

Li Jing gritted his teeth and threw the exquisite pagoda: "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger! Suppress him! Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, form the array and slay the demon!"

For a moment, the attacks of over a dozen Immortal Kings converged, multicolored, brilliant yet deadly. This force was enough to instantly blow up a Small World and return it to Chaos!

At the center of the storm, Lin Feng looked as tiny as a grain of dust.

Princess Yao Ji closed her eyes in fear, while Nezha gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, ready to fight to the death.

However, Lin Feng merely curled his lip in contempt, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

"Flashy and useless."

"No matter the quantity, it's just a pile of trash."

"Let me show you what true 'Ten Thousand Daos' are, and what 'Rules' are."

Lin Feng reached out with one hand and made a gentle gripping motion toward the sky full of attacks.

"Ten Thousand Daos Domain — Magic Ban!"

Buzz!

An invisible ripple centered on Lin Feng and instantly spread across ten thousand miles.

The entire world instantly turned a grayish-white.

Within this Domain, all elemental Laws and spiritual energy flows were forcibly severed!

This was the dominance of the Ten Thousand Daos Immortal King—if I say there is no fire here, then no fire can be lit; if I say there is no lightning here, even the God of Thunder would strike nothing but air.

A miracle occurred.

The world-destroying beam of light spat out by the Master of the Demon God Palace suddenly went out halfway, like a flashlight with its power cut, with a "pfft" sound.

The billions of malevolent ghosts summoned by the Yellow Springs Elder suddenly looked as if their bones had been removed, falling limp to the ground and turning into ordinary black smoke, even rolling around on the floor.

The Purple-Gold Alms Bowl and Li Jing's exquisite pagoda, which had grown as large as mountains, lost all spiritual energy the moment they flew over Lin Feng's head. They instantly shrunk back to their original forms and fell at Lin Feng's feet with a "clang," no different from scrap metal.

"Wha... what?!"

The various powerhouses were completely panicked, their faces filled with terror.

"My magic power?! Why can't I mobilize my magic power?!"

"My connection to the Laws of heaven and earth is severed!"

"What kind of Demonic Technique is this? This is Rule Suppression! Absolute Rule Suppression! This is the 'Words Become Law' Domain that only an Immortal Emperor can master!"

"You only realize it now? Too late."

A cruel smile curled on Lin Feng's lips. His figure flashed, appearing before the Master of the Demon God Palace like a ghost.

At this moment, because the Master of the Demon God Palace had lost his magic power support, his massive Dharma Image was collapsing.

"You said you were going to swallow me just now?"

Lin Feng grabbed the mane of the largest lion head in the center, holding the Master of the Demon God Palace like he was carrying a kitten.

"Don't you know I hate shedding pets the most? You're getting hair all over my clothes."

"Great! Strength! Creates! Miracles!"

Boom!

With a simple and crude over-the-shoulder throw, Lin Feng slammed the mountain-sized nine-headed lion violently onto the ground. The earth cracked, dust flew, and a bottomless pit was smashed open.

Immediately after, Lin Feng stepped on the lion's head and took out the three-pointed double-edged spear he had snatched from Erlang Shen's Clone.

"System, how do I cook this thing to make it taste good?"

[Ding! Recommended recipe: Braised Lion's Head. Needs to be slow-stewed with Samadhi True Fire for forty-nine days.]

"That's too slow, let's make Chopped Chili Lion Head!"

Lin Feng's blade fell.

"Pfft!"

A massive lion head rolled off, blood gushing out like a fountain.

[Ding! Killed one Early Stage Immortal King demon cultivator (this is just a Dharma Body, he's not completely dead), gained 5 million critical hit points!]

"Aaaah!!!" The Master of the Demon God Palace let out a shrill scream. His remaining eight heads were filled with fear, tears and snot flowing. "Mercy! Lord Lin Feng, have mercy! I am willing to be your mount! I am willing to guard your house!"

"Too late. I don't lack mounts; even the mouse in my house is cuter than you. What I lack are ingredients for tonight's dinner."

Without a moment's pause, Lin Feng's figure was like lightning as he charged into the crowd.

At this moment, he was like a Tyrannosaurus Rex entering a flock of sheep, activating his peerless mowing mode.

"Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, right? Just crawled out? Like playing with swords? I'll turn you into a toothpick!"

Lin Feng crushed the incoming Life Flying Sword with his bare hands, then backhanded a punch that blew apart the Old Ancestor's Physical Body, catching his Primordial Spirit and crushing it directly in his hand.

"Yellow Springs Elder? Like playing with ghosts? I'll send you to the real Hell to see the Yama King! You're familiar with the business there!"

A slap containing the Law of Pure Yang came down. Before the Yellow Springs Elder could even scream, he was purified into nothingness, not even a speck of dust remaining.

"That monk! Stop chanting! You're annoying! How about some physical salvation!"

With a kick, the Golden-Bodied Arhat was turned directly into a shooting star.

How was this a battle? This was clearly a one-sided slaughter!

The Immortal King powerhouses, who were usually high and mighty, revered by thousands, and viewed all living beings as ants, were now truly like chickens and dogs before Lin Feng, unable to withstand a single blow.

"Run! Run quickly! He's a devil! He's a monster!"

"He's not an Immortal King! He's a Demon God reborn!"

The remaining few Immortal Kings finally broke down. Dignity, treasures—none of it mattered anymore; saving their lives was the priority!

They burned their essence blood and used various life-saving escape techniques, wanting to flee this terrifying Magic Ban Domain.

"Want to run?"

Lin Feng stood amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his white clothes as pristine as snow (thanks to the Dust-Averting Incantation), his gaze cold and mocking.

"You wouldn't pay when I asked you to earlier, and now you want to leave? No way."

"Space — Infinite Folding!"

Lin Feng snapped his fingers.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The Immortal Kings, who had desperately flown tens of thousands of miles and thought they had escaped, suddenly found the scenery before them change. They had actually flown right back in front of Lin Feng!

It was like sprinting on a treadmill; they were exhausted to the point of death, yet they were still in the same place.

"This... this is the Great Perfection of the Law of Space?! A spatial closed loop!"

The Immortal Kings despaired, collapsing one by one onto the ground.

Lin Feng looked at this group of shivering "experience packs" and revealed a satisfied smile, looking very much like an old farmer during harvest season.

"Now, let's renegotiate the matter of the 'mental distress fee.' However, because of your resistance just now, the price has gone up. No installments; cash only."