58: Chapter 58 Searching for Rui, I've already taken my pants off.

Lin Feng's terrifying phenomenon, which could be called a "Breakthrough in the Heat of Battle," caused the entire battlefield to freeze.

Whether it was the Silver-Rank Supervisor who was in a fierce battle with Ling Xiaotian and his partner, or the people from the Demon Suppression Division in their formation in the distance.

Everyone subconsciously cast their gaze toward the man enveloped in endless golden divine fire.

Danyuan Realm!

He actually stepped from the Half-Step Danyuan into the true Danyuan Realm in a single bound during combat!

Moreover, this Aura was still skyrocketing at an inconceivable speed!

First stage! Second stage! Third stage...

Until that pressure came to a steady halt at the Peak of the Sixth Stage of the Danyuan Realm, the golden light—as dazzling as the sun—slowly withdrew into Lin Feng's body.

"This... what kind of monster is this?!"

Ling Xiaotian, whose strength had surged to the Peak of the Ninth Stage of the Danyuan Realm after his Body Integration with the Blood-Robed Holy Envoy, looked at this scene. For the first time, shock and disbelief from the depths of his Soul flickered in his hideous, demonic eyes!

In the path of martial arts, the higher the Realm, the gap between each minor stage is like a heavenly chasm, difficult to cross.

For an ordinary Martial Artist to Cultivate from the first stage to the second stage of the Danyuan Realm in their lifetime would already make them a peerless Genius.

Yet this kid in front of him had actually broken through six stages in just a few breaths?!

The word "Genius" could no longer describe this; this was simply a fantasy!

"Mere smoke and mirrors!"

The Blood-Robed Holy Envoy's raspy voice emerged from beneath the black armor, filled with disdain and violence.

"So what if you're at the sixth stage of the Danyuan Realm? Before this Holy Envoy and City Lord Ling's 'Blood Demon Holy Armor,' you're still just a slightly stronger ant! In the Danyuan Realm, every stage is a step toward heaven! The gap between the ninth and sixth stages is a chasm you can never imagine!"

He was right, and this was also the concern of everyone from the Demon Suppression Division present.

"Although the Breakthrough was fierce, facing the Peak of the ninth stage at the sixth stage of the Danyuan Realm is still too forced!"

Even in the Silver-Rank Supervisor's old eyes, which were usually as calm as an ancient well, a trace of solemnity flashed.

However, facing his enemy's contempt and his colleagues' concern, Lin Feng's face showed no ripples of emotion.

He just slowly raised his head, his eyes burning with golden flames as he calmly looked at the arrogant four-armed monster, the corner of his mouth curling into a playful arc.

"Is that so?"

The moment the words fell, he moved.

There was no earth-shaking Aura, nor any flashy Move.

He simply took a casual step forward.

Phantom Streamer Step, Perfection!

[160x Critical Hit triggered!]

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

In an instant, everyone on the battlefield felt as if their eyes had been set to slow motion, or as if cameras from countless angles had been simultaneously implanted into their minds.

Lin Feng's figure left a faint afterimage in place, and then, with a speed that exceeded the limits of vision, he instantly split into over a hundred identical "Lin Fengs"!

One hundred and sixty!

Exactly one hundred and sixty Lin Fengs, each one lifelike, even mimicking the indifference and killing intent in his eyes perfectly.

They charged from all directions—above, below, and from every tricky and bizarre angle—simultaneously toward that massive Blood Demon Holy Armor!

This scene was spectacular and eerie to the extreme!

"What the Hell is this?!"

Even though Ling Xiaotian and the Blood-Robed Holy Envoy were experienced and knowledgeable, their scalps went numb at this preposterous sight.

One hundred and sixty Lin Fengs, each emitting the terrifying Aura of the sixth stage of the Danyuan Realm; it was impossible to tell which was real and which was fake!

He could only tank it!

He had to tank it!

"Whatever! Shatter for me!"

The Blood Demon Ling Xiaotian went completely mad. His four thick arms swung simultaneously, bringing with them overwhelming blood-colored Evil Qi and black demonic flames, like a world-destroying storm, striking out indiscriminately in all directions!

He was confident that before his absolute power at the Peak of the ninth stage of the Danyuan Realm, any fancy tricks would be crushed into dust!

However, the scene he expected—where the phantoms were easily torn apart—did not occur.

Those one hundred and sixty Lin Fengs were like one hundred and sixty peerless bladesmen with perfect coordination, simultaneously raising their Life-Slaying Blades.

Their movements were uniform as if they had been practiced millions of times.

“Three Blades of Avici, Third Form: Dao Extinction.”

One hundred and sixty cold voices, like the final judgment from the depths of Hell, rang out simultaneously in Blood Demon Ling Xiaotian's ears.

In the next moment, one hundred and sixty blood-colored blade lights, condensed to the extreme and seemingly capable of severing the Great Dao, lit up from all directions!

[160x Critical Hit triggered!]

Boom—!!!!

The entire world seemed to be swallowed by that brilliant and lethal blood-colored blade light at this moment!

There were no screams, no wails.

Because sound had long been completely annihilated by that terrifying energy storm.

When the light dissipated, the battlefield returned to a deathly silence once more.

That arrogant Blood Demon Holy Armor still stood in place, maintaining its violent posture of swinging its four arms.

But the layer of black liquid armor covering him—the insufferable Blood-Robed Holy Envoy—had long since vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.

He was...

Completely erased and evaporated from the very source!

[Ding! Successfully killed a Peak Ninth Stage Danyuan Realm Evil Cultivator Holy Envoy!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 170x! Obtained 200,000 critical hit points!]

“Pfft—!”

Losing the support of the Holy Envoy's power, Ling Xiaotian's massive demonic body rapidly deflated and shriveled like a punctured ball, finally returning to its original form.

He violently spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground in a withered state, his Aura weakened to the extreme. His blood-red eyes were filled with endless fear and despair.

He had lost; he had lost miserably and without suspense.

“You... you...”

He struggled to raise his head, looking at the figure walking slowly toward him like a demon god, and roared with his last ounce of strength:

“You can't kill me! I... I am the Prince of Runan's man! If you kill me, the Prince of Runan... will never let you go!”

“The Prince of Runan?”

Hearing this, the Silver-Rank Supervisor's expression changed drastically, and he was about to speak to stop him.

“Lin Feng! Stay your han—”

However, it was already too late.

“Sorry, I've already taken off my pants...”

As the words fell, a blade light flashed.

A fine head soared into the sky, wearing an expression of incredulous shock.

[Ding! Successfully killed a Peak Ninth Stage Danyuan Realm Martial Artist, Ling Xiaotian!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 180x! Obtained 200,000 critical hit points!]