Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 915 - 660:

In the depths of the Burning Sky City, there is a vast plaza, with an ancient stone gate towering in the center.

The stone gate is enormous, reaching forty to fifty zhang in height and over twenty zhang in width, with a blue-gray color throughout.

However, this stone gate only has a massive door frame, with no door panel blocking the middle.

A large group of martial artists is gathered on the plaza, their eyes fixed on the giant stone gate before them, their expressions extremely grave.

Among these martial artists, some even have fluctuating breath, sitting cross-legged to heal injuries, clearly having suffered significant wounds.

These martial artists are all experts, mostly in the Martial King Realm, with only a few being Heavenly Martial Masters.

Gong Lin and Sikong Yan are both present here.

Sikong Yan, born with a Fire Spirit Body, had long planned ahead, and upon arriving in the Desolate Domain, he and Gong Lin went to the Burning Sky City first.

"Sikong Junior Brother, I can’t enter the Inner Mansion, only you can go in alone!" Gong Lin said gravely to Sikong Yan.

The gate leading to the Inner Mansion is guarded by powerful arrays and prohibitions, posing too great a danger that Gong Lin is not confident.

The two had been observing the situation for quite some time and had already understood the nature of this stone gate.

"No problem, Senior Brother, just wait for me here," Sikong Yan said. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Sikong Junior Brother, Wenren Tiandu has already entered the Inner Mansion; you can indeed cooperate at that time!" Gong Lin said.

When entering the Burning Sky City, they encountered Wenren Tiandu, who had already entered the Inner Mansion first.

The strength of Wenren Tiandu was even more powerful than Gong Lin imagined. Although he had not yet stepped into the Martial King Realm, his strength was exceedingly formidable.

Sikong Yan nodded upon hearing this, then quietly adjusted his breath in preparation to enter the Inner Mansion.

Though confident, Sikong Yan dared not be careless, as many had been blasted to death by the restrictions at the Inner Mansion’s entrance before.

At this moment, a whirring sound of something cutting through the air was heard, and a figure flew rapidly towards the plaza before the gate.

Sikong Yan and Gong Lin cast a casual glance and then immediately widened their eyes.

"Lin Feng!" The two exclaimed in unison, their voices full of surprise.

The figure that came flying was indeed Lin Feng.

"It’s been a long time, you two!"

Lin Feng naturally spotted Sikong Yan and Gong Lin a while ago, and he hadn’t hidden his form, flying directly over.

Sikong Yan and Gong Lin’s faces instantly turned grim, their gaze upon Lin Feng filled with killing intent, teeth grinding.

"You two hate me this much?" Lin Feng asked with a smile, seeing their gritted expressions.

Was it just because he had thrashed them at the Grand Meeting of Geniuses? Although Gong Lin had been beaten to a pulp like a dead dog, barely recognizable, Lin Feng had shown restraint, leaving only superficial wounds.

"Lin Feng, joining the Demon Sect, what a disgrace to the geniuses of the East Continent!"

Sikong Yan’s face was fierce and cold as he said, "I will definitely take the life of your master in the future!"

Sikong Yan suppressed the anger in his heart, although eager to kill Lin Feng, he had no confidence at all.

He had already noticed that Lin Feng was now at the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Martial Master’s cultivation, which shook him greatly.

Back then, Lin Feng was only at the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Martial Master but was already incredibly formidable. Now, reaching the Ninth Layer, his strength must be terrifying.

Therefore, even though Sikong Yan had reached the Martial King Realm, he was very wary of Lin Feng and dared not act rashly.

"I, joining the Demon Sect?" Lin Feng was taken aback at Sikong Yan’s words, then immediately realized the misunderstanding — the other side thought he had colluded with Huangfu Qing and joined the Yellow Springs Demon Sect.

Lin Feng wanted to explain, but seeing their conversation had attracted quite a bit of attention from nearby people, he hesitated.

After a brief pause, Lin Feng decided not to explain for now, planning to clarify if an opportunity arose later.

"What’s this stone gate?" Lin Feng asked Sikong Yan, looking at the giant stone gate ahead.

"Hmph!" Sikong Yan snorted coldly, completely ignoring Lin Feng’s question.

Lin Feng felt speechless, then began carefully examining the stone gate before him.

This stone gate was quite ancient, covered with various complex patterns that were immensely profound, as if communicating the great forces of the world, clearly indicating a powerful array.

At this time, a tall middle-aged man took a deep breath and walked boldly to the center of the stone gate.

This middle-aged man’s cultivation had reached the Fourth Layer of the Martial King Realm, not weak at all.

Lin Feng immediately watched closely since screams had previously sounded from this place, suggesting the stone gate was extremely dangerous.

After the middle-aged man stepped into the center of the stone gate, his figure immediately froze, as if turned to stone.

The stone gate no longer appeared ancient, its surface flickered with crimson light, dazzling in its brilliance, and a powerful array fluctuation spread in all directions.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

Pft!

After three breaths, the middle-aged man immediately spewed blood from his mouth, his body swiftly retreating, exiting the range of the stone gate in an instant.

"Hmm?"

Lin Feng frowned at this sight, unable to perceive how the middle-aged man got injured!

Could it be an attack on spiritual thought?

Lin Feng speculated, but soon discarded this idea. Even if it were a spiritual thought attack, it shouldn’t be undetectable!

"Even the King of Split Cloud was defeated!"

"We likely have no chance in the Inner Mansion; it’s simply impossible to get through!"

"Those who entered before are truly impressive!"

Seeing the middle-aged man injured and retreating, everyone wore bitter expressions, as many had tried and failed here.