Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 1057 - 727: Entering the War Soul Realm

After speaking, the Dragon Emperor led a group of Flood Dragon Clan geniuses down, landing on an open area of the small island.

Lin Feng carefully observed the Flood Dragon Clan members and found that all twenty of them were level seven demon beasts, meaning they were all Martial Emperor realm experts.

This caused Lin Feng’s heart to tremble slightly, for although not many from the Flood Dragon Clan had come, each one was a formidable power.

Finally, Lin Feng’s gaze locked onto one individual: a handsome young man with a resolute and cold face, his eyes indifferent, seemingly unconcerned with the surrounding events.

The young man wore golden armor, majestic and extremely eye-catching.

Lin Feng noticed that Wu Shan was also looking at this man, fists clenched tightly, with intense killing intent in his eyes.

Lin Feng immediately understood; this person should be the Crown Prince of the Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan.

Since the Flood Dragon Crown Prince had once destroyed Wu Shan’s physical body, Wu Shan harbored such killing intent.

Lin Feng sighed inwardly; he had underestimated this journey to the War Soul Realm. Given the current situation, it was likely fraught with danger. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The Flood Dragon Crown Prince’s strength seemed to be stronger than Zhan Luan.

With so many strong forces entering the War Soul Realm, there would inevitably be bloodthirsty slaughter.

And though the great forces had many strong fighters, Lin Feng stood alone and isolated.

While the Emperor Xuan Palace did have quite a few people, most were under Shangguan Hao; even if they didn’t turn against Lin Feng, they wouldn’t aid him in combating other forces!

The arrival of the Flood Dragon Clan made many people’s expressions grow serious.

The Flood Dragon Clan’s combat power was considered the strongest existence among the same rank, without comparison.

Of course, this strength was relative, as the combat power of the peerless geniuses among the Human Clan could not be measured merely by the cultivation realm.

Lin Feng also set aside all disdain; in the War Soul Realm, being careless was not an option.

After the Flood Dragon Clan arrived, it wasn’t long before other top powers of the Demon Clan arrived.

In the Heavenly Vault World, the Demon Clan had five super forces; besides the Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan, the other four were: South Sea Red Cloud Island, West Sea Frenzied Shark Clan, Demon Mountain, and Heavenly River Water Mansion.

These four Demon Clan forces also brought many strong fighters, comparable to the Human Clan’s Nine Great Forces.

Especially the West Sea Frenzied Shark Clan, said to be nearly as strong as the Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan, an extremely powerful force.

Everyone was waiting.

Occasionally, strong fighters from both the Human Clan and Demon Clan arrived on the small island, and even the Heaven and Sea Pavilion sent people. However, they were unfamiliar with Lin Feng and did not greet him.

As time rushed forward, the time for the War Soul Realm to open drew ever closer.

The War Soul Realm opened every ten years, but not at a precise time; there was sometimes a bit of deviation.

Lin Feng and his companions waited for four whole days until the War Soul Realm finally opened.

On this day, Lin Feng was meditating, sitting with eyes closed when suddenly, a series of deep rumbling sounds emerged from the south of the small island, resembling muffled thunder.

Then, several hundred miles south of the island, space began to ripple, showing severe distortion.

"The War Soul Realm is about to open!"

In an instant, excitement stirred on the island, as everyone focused their gaze on the distorted space.

Lin Feng immediately ended his cultivation, stood up, and likewise fixed his gaze on that twisted space.

Boom!!

The rumbling grew increasingly intense, and that twisted space rapidly began to rotate, forming a gigantic vortex.

Then, the vortex collapsed inward, forming a spatial passage in an instant.

The passage emitted a faint white light, illuminating the ocean below, giving a dreamlike appearance.

The passage was vast, spanning thousand feet square, leading to unknown depths.

Swish! Swish! Swish!!

No need for prompting; as soon as the spatial passage formed, silhouettes launched from the island into the sky, swiftly flying toward the spatial passage.

Shush shush shush!!

Then, one silhouette after another vanished into the spatial passage, disappearing without a trace.

Zhan Luan, Wu Shan, Flood Dragon Crown Prince, Dugu Sheng, Jiang Fengran, and other young supremes led the charge, heading toward the passage first.

The island had at least three thousand people, and almost in the blink of an eye, over half had entered the spatial passage.

"Follow me closely!" Lin Feng called out to Sikong Yan, Xi’er, and the other three before flying toward the spatial passage, swiftly entering it.

Shangguan Hao and others entered later; he saw Lin Feng enter the passage and smirked coldly before beginning his entry.

Everyone was an expert; the entrance formed by the vortex was very large, so almost within a single breath, everyone had entered the spatial passage.

Only some of the older generation’s strong fighters remained on the island.

Within the spatial passage, Lin Feng seemed cut off from all perception; in every direction, there was not a silhouette to be seen, only a long, ethereal passage stretching endlessly.

"Sigh!"

Lin Feng sighed helplessly, realizing he would be separated from Xi’er and the others upon entering the War Soul Realm.

If he had known earlier, he would have brought Xi’er and the others into the Void Divine Map, allowing them to stay together, providing mutual support.

A moment later, Lin Feng shook his head and proceeded briskly along the ethereal passage.

The passage seemed incredibly long, as if spanning thousands of miles; Lin Feng traveled for quite some time before reaching the end.

Swish!

Lin Feng emerged from the passage, only to find himself in a vast and ethereal world, a mist spreading as far as the eye could see.

However, this world held no ground, only a cold, dark void.

Countless peaks floated in the void; these peaks weren’t tall, each merely a hundred feet high or so, spreading throughout the void to the horizon, countless in number.

Every peak displayed different phenomena, each distinct.

Some peaks were shrouded in mist, resembling a sea of fog; others had arcs of lightning, constant thunder; some were ablaze with fire, intensely hot.

Yet, regardless of mist, fire, or lightning, each appeared ethereal, highly unreal.

Mystical techniques!

This was the manifestation of mystical techniques!

Lin Feng felt potent power of mystical techniques on each peak.

Every peak contained different mystical techniques.

Lin Feng’s heart trembled at the endless peaks; how many mystical techniques must there be?

The forebearers of ancient times had indeed crafted something immense, creating such a treasure for the Heavenly Vault World’s endless benefit.

Lin Feng observed some scattered martial artists heading to certain peaks, beginning to comprehend mystical techniques.

With so many strong forces entering the War Soul Realm, yet only seeing a few scattered individuals, it seemed the War Soul Realm was unexpectedly vast.

Lin Feng’s figure shifted, flying forward rapidly—he didn’t rush to comprehend mystical techniques; instead, he searched for Wu Shan.

Comprehending mystical techniques wasn’t urgent; capturing Wu Shan was paramount, as securing Wu Shan would lead to rescuing Hong Qingxuan.

Of course, Lin Feng didn’t ignore the surrounding peaks.

If he encountered an suitably powerful mystical technique, he wouldn’t abandon it.

Lin Feng’s speed was extraordinary; he darted past each peak like lightning, various mystical techniques appearing within his perception.

Some peaks were already occupied; those individuals tensed up at Lin Feng’s approach, secretly wary.

Seeing Lin Feng not stopping, they breathed a sigh of relief, continuing their comprehension.

Lin Feng’s reputation had long spread across the mainland, already deemed a dangerous figure by these individuals, warranting their caution upon seeing him.

Lin Feng flew through the void, passing peak after peak, encountering numerous martial artists; yet despite searching countless peaks, he found no sign of Wu Shan, or even a single Yellow Springs Demon Sect member.

"This place is unexpectedly vast!"

Lin Feng was astonishingly surprised, having searched a vast area equivalent to Yan Nan within Hongyu, yet still not finding the end of the War Soul Realm.

Moreover, throughout this extensive search, he only discovered a mere hundred martial artists.

What did this signify? It signified that the War Soul Realm’s size was at least tens of times that of the area he searched.