Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 1096 - 746_2

However, a moment later, Yan Tai still suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

After all, his target this time was Lin Feng. If they started a battle with the Imperial Xuan Palace before Lin Feng arrived, would Lin Feng still dare to come?

So, for the sake of the bigger picture, Yan Tai held back.

Immediately, Yan Tai ignored Hua Taishan, sat cross-legged on his own, and quietly waited for Lin Feng’s arrival.

Seeing this, Hua Taishan let out a cold laugh, but his heart was extremely heavy.

It seems that protecting Lin Feng this time will be exceptionally difficult!

The lineup of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect is too strong; there are not just Yan Tai as a Martial Emperor at the Ninth Layer but also two others, and more than twenty Martial Artists at the Eighth Layer.

On their Imperial Xuan Palace side, only he is at the Martial Emperor Ninth Layer cultivation, and there are only fifteen people at the Martial Emperor Eighth Layer.

Hua Taishan looked towards the direction of the Heaven and Sea Pavilion, his gaze falling on Vice Hall Master Qian. If the Heaven and Sea Pavilion doesn’t step in this time, it would be very hard for him to ensure Lin Feng’s safety.

Vice Pavilion Master Qian, who was sitting with his eyes closed, felt Hua Taishan’s gaze and opened his eyes, the two locking gazes.

Then, Vice Pavilion Master Qian nodded slightly to Hua Taishan, the meaning very clear – he would do his utmost to protect Lin Feng.

Seeing this, Hua Taishan breathed a slight sigh of relief. With the assistance of the Heaven and Sea Pavilion, although still not as strong as the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, it at least counted as having some power to contend.

Time flew by quickly, and in an instant, the day of the duel finally arrived.

Besides the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, the Imperial Xuan Palace, and the Heaven and Sea Pavilion, the other major forces of the human and demon clans had mostly arrived too.

For instance, the North Sea Ice Palace, the Dugu Family, the Supreme Mysterious Sect, and other forces had a large number of martial artists coming.

Roar!

Above the heavenly vault, the sound of a dragon roar echoed, and one after another flood dragons traversed the nine skies; the Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan also came.

The people who came from the Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan were not many, about fifty or sixty.

But these fifty or sixty members of the Flood Dragon Clan were not weak, with about half being strong ones in the Martial Emperor realm.

Dozens of flood dragons rapidly arrived, their massive bodies stretching tens of thousands of feet across the sky, their might unmatched at the moment.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Upon reaching Biyun Lake, the group from the Flood Dragon Clan transformed into human shape, and among them was the Flood Dragon Crown Prince Long Teng.

The leader of the Flood Dragon Clan was a tall and rugged-looking middle-aged man, wearing a python robe, his face exuding endless authority.

"Swallowing Heaven Dragon King, a pleasure to meet!"

"Brother Swallowing Heaven, it’s been a while since we met!"

"Greetings to Brother Swallowing Heaven!"

Countless formidable seniors, upon seeing this middle-aged man, cupped their hands and greeted him warmly.

This middle-aged man is no simple figure; he is the younger brother of the East Sea Dragon King, the Clan Leader of the Flood Dragon Clan, known as the Swallowing Heaven Dragon King. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The strength of the Swallowing Heaven Dragon King needs no more words; it has long reached the peak of the Martial Emperor Ninth Layer, not far from the quasi-Emperor realm.

"A pleasure to meet!"

The Swallowing Heaven Dragon King did not put on an air; he similarly cupped his hands in return to everyone.

Subsequently, the mighty warriors of the Flood Dragon Clan also settled on a mountain peak, waiting for Zhan Luan and Lin Feng to arrive.

Currently, strong individuals from all the renowned forces of the Heavenly Vault World have arrived, except for those from the War God Temple.

The War God Temple is the force where Zhan Luan belongs, also one of the nine great human forces.

The overall strength of the War God Temple ranks in the lower tier among the nine great forces, due to the small number of people in the War God Temple.

However, although they are few in number, the individual combat power of the War God Temple members is the most formidable existence among the nine great forces.

As the day of the duel arrives, more and more martial artists gather at Biyun Lake, groups of martial artists arrive continuously, their clamor shaking the heavenly vault.

On the summit of a mountain, more than a dozen powerful individuals stood, among them was Dugu Sheng.

Indeed, these people were from the Dugu Family, one of the nine great forces of the human clan.

"Sheng’er, are the people all in place?" A thin old man softly asked Dugu Sheng.

This old man’s face was covered with black moles, paired with his skinny cheeks, giving off a deeply ominous feeling.

"Rest assured, Supreme Elder, everyone is in position, hidden ten thousand miles away from Biyun Lake!" Dugu Sheng replied to the old man.

This old man was one of the three Supreme Elders of the Dugu Family, Dugu Yan.

The Supreme Elders of the Dugu Family were all at the Martial Emperor Ninth Layer cultivation and second only to the Family Head in the Dugu Family.

"Hmm!"

Dugu Yan nodded slightly, instructing, "This time, we are only allowed success, not failure. The Dugu Family’s billion demon swords must be taken back!"

This time, the Dugu Family was thoroughly prepared. In order not to attract the attention of the Emperor Xuan Palace and the Heaven and Sea Pavilion, they openly came with only a dozen people, but secretly they hid forces equivalent to the usual strength of the Dugu Family.

There was no choice; the ten-billion Demon Sword was truly too important to the Dugu Family.

Dugu Sheng sighed upon hearing this and said, "It’s a pity that Grandfather is in seclusion in death, otherwise, if Grandfather acted personally, success would be guaranteed!"

"The Family Head is in seclusion, he absolutely must not be disturbed!"

Dugu Yan shook his head and said, "When the Family Head exits, the ten-billion Demon Sword will be a gift for him!"

Upon hearing Dugu Yan’s words, Dugu Sheng and the others from the Dugu Family all showed smiles on their faces.

If the Family Head knew that the ten-billion Demon Sword had been retrieved, he would likely be very pleased.

And the Dugu Family itself could see a significant boost in strength thanks to the ten-billion Demon Sword.

"The people from the War God Temple have come!"

At that moment, a cry of alarm sounded, and everyone looked up to see a dark mass of people rapidly flying in from the horizon.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

The sound of the air being torn apart was endless, with thousands of people from the War God Temple arriving in mighty numbers.

Regarding the duel between Zhan Luan and Lin Feng, the people from the War God Temple naturally wouldn’t miss it and came to support Zhan Luan.

Zhan Luan, dressed in a flowing purple robe, was exceptionally tall, his stance upright and firm like a pine tree, stepping through the void with boundless battle intent permeating a radius of a thousand miles.

Swoosh!

Upon his arrival, Zhan Luan directly flew to the center of the lake and landed on its surface in an instant.

The people from the War God Temple settled on the surrounding mountain peaks, ready to watch the battle.

On the lake surface, Zhan Luan stood proudly, his sharp gaze sweeping across the surrounding mountain peaks.

"Where is Lin Feng? Come out and face death!" Zhan Luan roared furiously, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The surroundings quickly quieted down, becoming so silent that a pin drop could be heard.

However, Lin Feng had not arrived, so naturally, he couldn’t respond to the challenge.

After waiting for a moment, without Lin Feng appearing, Zhan Luan’s gaze finally settled in the direction of the people from the Emperor Xuan Palace.

"Miss Di, where is Lin Feng?" Zhan Luan inquired of Xi’er, knowing the relationship between Lin Feng and Xi’er, so he directly asked Xi’er.

"I don’t know!" Xi’er shook her head slightly, not lying, as she truly didn’t know where Lin Feng was.

After they left the War Soul Realm, they parted ways, and Lin Feng did not return to the Emperor Xuan Palace.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Luan frowned, pondered for a moment, and then directly sat cross-legged on the water’s surface.

"Lin Feng, I hope you won’t back down from the fight!" Zhan Luan muttered, then closed his eyes and waited.

Today was the scheduled time, and as long as Lin Feng showed up today, Zhan Luan didn’t care whether his opponent was early or late.

On the mountain peak, Xi’er’s expression was heavy; now she hoped Lin Feng wouldn’t come.

Because it was too dangerous!

Not to mention the duel with Zhan Luan, even the killing intent from the Yellow Springs Demon Sect was exceedingly dangerous.

The Yellow Springs Demon Sect had sent so many strong people, clearly well-prepared; this matter was unlikely to end peacefully.

"Rest assured, Holy Daughter, with this old man here, Lin Feng will be fine!" Hua Taishan saw Xi’er’s heavy expression and offered words of comfort.

"Thank you, Great Elder!" Xi’er nodded slightly and thanked Hua Taishan, as her strength was weak, she could only rely on the Great Elder.

"No need to be polite, Holy Daughter. The Palace Master has given orders, and I will naturally do my utmost!" Hua Taishan said.

Hua Taishan felt very helpless in his heart; he didn’t know what the Palace Master was thinking, why he didn’t act personally.

If he did, Lin Feng wouldn’t be in the slightest danger.

Upon thinking it through, Hua Taishan suspected the Palace Master might still be concerned about the conflict with the Yellow Springs Demon Sect’s Sect Master.

As time slowly passed, the sun set in the west, and it was already evening, but Lin Feng still had not shown up.

At this point, many people were anxious.

"Lin Feng won’t come, will he?"

"It’s very likely; otherwise, he wouldn’t still be absent at this time!"

"I think Lin Feng is afraid of Zhan Luan and doesn’t dare to fight!"

"Or maybe something delayed him, that’s also possible!"

Voices of discussion erupted from various mountain peaks, with everyone speculating and making various guesses.