Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 1059 - 728_2

This spear was unbelievably fast, leaving no trace as it traveled.

The high-speed rotating spear possessed a power capable of piercing through anything, breaking free from the constraints of space in an instant, heading towards Lin Feng.

"Reckless fool!"

Lin Feng continued marching towards the mountain peak without turning back. With merely a thought, his nine lifebound spirit swords merged into one, transforming into a gigantic longsword.

The longsword flashed and tore through the void, meeting the spear head-on.

In the next moment.

Boom!

A deafening explosion rang out as the spear and the longsword collided. It was a clash of blade against tip, akin to a meteor striking the earth.

Endless powerful energy exploded outward, forming a devastating storm that swept across the area.

Swoosh!

Dugu Sheng’s spear couldn’t withstand the blow and was immediately shot away, disappearing into the void in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng’s spirit sword remained unstoppable, piercing through the void, arriving in front of Dugu Sheng in an instant.

"This...!"

Dugu Sheng was terrified. His body turned cold in an instant; the speed of the spirit sword was so fast that he couldn’t dodge in time.

However, Dugu Sheng was extraordinary as well. In a split second, his body twisted sharply.

Whoosh!

The spirit sword flashed past Dugu Sheng’s side, leaving a trail of fresh blood as an arm flew into the air.

Although the spirit sword didn’t kill Dugu Sheng, it severed one of his arms completely.

Ah!

Dugu Sheng let out a scream of agony, then fled rapidly into the void without daring to linger.

Seeing Dugu Sheng escape, Lin Feng did not pursue him.

A single Dugu Sheng posed little threat to him. Comprehending the mystical technique was now the right path.

Immediately, Lin Feng retrieved the spirit sword, landing upon the mountain peak.

In an instant, he was enveloped by the infinite slaughter mystical technique, causing his entire body to freeze, and his blood to cease flowing.

Murderous intent and killing spirit were so intense that they were indescribable. It felt like he was immersed in an ocean of slaughter.

The slaughter mystical technique was colorless and shapeless, omnipresent, saturating the entire mountain peak.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, then sat cross-legged atop the mountain, beginning to comprehend the slaughter mystical technique.

In the distance, many strong opponents were observing, but none dared to compete with Lin Feng.

Because even Dugu Sheng wasn’t a match for Lin Feng, and even if they joined forces, they wouldn’t likely be able to contend with him.

In the War Soul Realm, to understand a particular mystical technique, one must ascend a certain mystical technique mountain. Now that Lin Feng occupied the slaughter mystical technique mountain, they could only give up.

However, everyone knew that it would be challenging for Lin Feng to peacefully comprehend the slaughter mystical technique.

Because the slaughter mystical technique was one of the strongest in the War Soul Realm, it was the target of countless people, and eventually, other strong opponents would come to compete for it.

After a while, the crowd gradually dispersed.

On the mountain peak, Lin Feng closed his eyes, immersing his thoughts completely in the ocean of slaughter.

The slaughter mystical technique was a special mystical technique of the world, completely different from the tangible mystical techniques like the five elements.

For instance, Lin Feng had previously comprehended a bit of the wind’s mystical technique, allowing him to control the wind or even form wind using the power of mystical technique.

But the slaughter mystical technique was entirely different. When a martial artist comprehends the slaughter mystical technique, it becomes a mental strength.

The powerful slaughter mystical technique not only significantly boosts attack power, but the boundless murderous intent can even shatter the opponent’s spirit.

Lin Feng quietly meditated. A blurry shadow emerged around him, appearing like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"The War Soul Realm is indeed extraordinary!"

Lin Feng murmured to himself. He found that comprehending mystical techniques here was like a fish in water, with unbelievably fast progress.

In the outside world, comprehending a mystical technique was incredibly difficult, but here it was dozens of times faster.

"Hmm?"

At that moment, Lin Feng made a soft sound of surprise and quickly opened his eyes.

He discovered that the ten billion demon sword in his storage ring was trembling non-stop, as if wanting to burst out of the storage space.

Lin Feng felt puzzled and suspicious. Since he had crossed the Martial King Tribulation last time, the sword had lost a lot of its demonic qi, suppressed by the thunder tribulation power, and had remained silent in the storage space ever since.

And now, the sword wanted to come out.

"Could it be because of the slaughter mystical technique?"

Lin Feng speculated secretly. This sword was a demon sword, its inner demon thought cold, thirsty for blood and evil, also esteeming killing dao.

Once the other party tried to draw him into the Killing Dao, wanting him to become demonized.

After some contemplation, Lin Feng prepared to take out this Demon Sword. Although this sword is terrifying and could erode his consciousness, it was only back then.

Nowadays, he is far beyond what he was previously.

Moreover, in his last Martial King Tribulation, the powerful Heavenly Tribulation was specifically designed to restrain all Yin Evil Power. Surely now the demon thoughts within the Demon Sword have weakened!

After a brief pondering, Lin Feng’s mind moved, and the Ten Billion Demon Sword immediately appeared in his hand.

Buzz buzz buzz~~

The Ten Billion Demon Sword in Lin Feng’s hand still trembled, its pitch-black blade flickering with dark red light.

Swoosh!

In an instant, a cold and chilling demon thought drilled up Lin Feng’s arm toward his mind.

"Courting death!"

Lin Feng’s eyes flashed with a fierce look, his powerful spiritual thoughts gushed out from his sea of consciousness, clashing with the demon thought.

At the same time, Lin Feng spat a burst of Dark Power from his hand, abruptly shaking the sword, ejecting a massive amount of Demonic Qi, which quickly dissipated.

"What? How can you be so strong now?"

From within the demon thought came a voice of surprise, and then the demon thought retreated like a tide, instantly retreating back into the Ten Billion Demon Sword.

Seeing this, Lin Feng sneered contemptuously. Did the opponent think he was still at the True Gang Realm or True Xuan Realm cultivation?

"Kid, why have you become so strong?"

Just then, a questioning voice came from within the Demon Sword, directly entering Lin Feng’s mind.

"Of course, it’s been such a long time. Did you think I’d stand still?" Lin Feng chuckled.

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s words, the Demon Spirit within the Demon Sword fell silent.

Such a long time?

It’s only been a year, merely a meditation time for some super-strong experts.

After a while, the Demon Spirit continued: "How about we have a discussion, let me absorb the Mystical Technique of killing from this mountain peak!"

"Let you absorb?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows at the words, asking in surprise: "You can still absorb the Mystical Technique of killing?"

"Of course, the Mystical Technique of killing here was left by my master back then!" the Demon Spirit said.

"What?"

Lin Feng was shocked in his heart; the Mystical Technique on this mountain peak was actually left by the master of the Demon Sword!

The master of the Ten Billion Demon Sword is none other than the Sword Demon Dugu Shang, isn’t it?

Lin Feng carefully recalled the kind of killing aura contained within the demon thought, which indeed was very similar to the Mystical Technique of killing here, as if it came from the same source.

It seems that the Sword Demon Dugu Shang comprehended the Mystical Technique of killing.

"Why should I let you absorb it?" Lin Feng asked sternly, as the Ten Billion Demon Sword no longer mattered to him, he would not waste the Mystical Technique of killing for a useless sword.

The Demon Spirit was silent for a moment, then said: "I will also give you some benefits!"

"What benefits?" Lin Feng asked sternly.

"Enter my Killing Dao, allowing you to truly master this sword!" the Demon Spirit said.

"Nonsense!"

Lin Feng laughed and cursed, disdainfully saying: "Enter the Killing Dao? Do you still want to erode my spiritual wisdom?"

"I will no longer erode your spiritual wisdom, nor can I!" the Demon Spirit sighed, speaking the truth; Lin Feng’s current strength is no longer that of a mere Martial Artist long ago.

"Stop wasting words, I will never enter any Killing Dao!" Lin Feng shook his head, intending to store the Demon Sword back into the Storage Ring.

"Wait!"

The Demon Spirit hurriedly spoke to stop him seeing Lin Feng ready to store it, saying: "If you’re not entering the Killing Dao, then why comprehend the Mystical Technique of killing?"

Lin Feng was taken aback by the words, frowning: "The Mystical Technique of killing is not the same as your Killing Dao!"

"Of course, they’re the same. The Mystical Technique of killing is part of the Killing Dao. How could they not be the same?" the Demon Spirit retorted.

"This...!" Lin Feng was momentarily speechless, unable to refute as he had no understanding of the Dao of killing.

He thought that the so-called Killing Dao was just complete demonization, being bloodthirsty.

"Let me absorb the Mystical Technique of killing here, and I will let you truly master this sword, how about it?" the Demon Spirit said slowly.

"You are of no use to me now, what’s the point of mastering you?" Lin Feng sneered.

"Hahaha!!"

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s words, the Demon Spirit within the Demon Sword immediately let out a wild laughter.