Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 1299 - 1297: The Ancestor is Dead

"Heavenly Spirit Origin Slash!"

Li Xuan’en roared toward the heavens, then swung the dark-red greatsword in his hand at Lin Feng in mid-air. In an instant, a massive, hundreds-meter-wide crimson blood blade formed in the air, shrouded in a veil of blood-red shadows as it rushed toward Lin Feng. The sheer size of the blade seemed to coalesce into a crimson curtain, its speed so absurdly fast that it defied description, as if it were slicing through space itself. In the blink of an eye, it was upon Lin Feng, showcasing the terrifying power of this technique!

Originally, Li Xuan’en’s Heavenly Spirit Origin Slash was supposed to be azure. However, having activated the Secret Technique of Life Forgetting and converted all his essence blood into raw power, the technique had turned crimson instead. Its intensity had surpassed even the limits of Li Xuan’en’s imagination. Though at the middle stage of the Divine Change Realm, this attack rivaled the level of a Half-Step Human Immortal Realm expert!

Lin Feng saw from the sky that Li Xuan’en was able to unleash such a formidable strike. He nodded, acknowledging its sheer power—it was indeed impressive. Unexpectedly, Li Xuan’en had pushed himself to the absolute limit, unleashing an advanced technique far beyond his realm’s capability.

But to Lin Feng, it was still entirely insufficient. As the crimson great blade closed in, Lin Feng’s lifted finger suddenly shifted and traced a sharp arc in the air. Instantly, a black rift materialized in front of him, a void that seemed to devour everything. The terrifying crimson blade instantly vanished upon contact with the black rift, as though it had never existed.

This... Is this the power of an Immortal...?

Witnessing Lin Feng’s move, Li Xuan’en was utterly stunned. He had never imagined such a technique could be possible! Li Xuan’en had thought that even if Lin Feng were truly a Human Immortal Realm expert, dealing with his attack would require a hard counter—it was the only feasible option. Nothing else existed!

And yet, Lin Feng had used an inconceivable move, entirely beyond expectation. Li Xuan’en’s apex strike was effortlessly devoured. That black rift could not possibly be a Dharma Treasure; it had to be a spatial tear opened by Lin Feng himself. Only a spatial tear could swallow the Heavenly Spirit Origin Slash!

He had previously heard that Immortals could harness the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for various feats, but now he truly understood the extent of an Immortal’s abilities—they could rip open the fabric of space itself. In light of this, losing to Lin Feng was not shameful in the least. If Lin Feng intended to kill him, opening a spatial tear near him would suffice; he wouldn’t even know how he had died.

Realizing this, Li Xuan’en finally comprehended the fundamental difference between the Divine Change Realm and the Human Immortal Realm. It lay in the understanding and application of power. As a Divine Change cultivator, he could only rely on his own strength. Lin Feng, as a Human Immortal expert, could harness the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, borrowing the power of others to accomplish feats unimaginable. It was a mastery of the very essence of power.

But it was too late to dwell on such matters now. Li Xuan’en could feel his life force weakening rapidly. Staring at Lin Feng in the sky from afar, blood trickled from his ears and mouth, and crimson tears spilled from his eyes.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, he couldn’t hold back anymore. A mouthful of blood sprayed out, forming a crimson mist in the air. Immediately afterward, his body collapsed onto the ground, bereft of the strength to stand. His life force was fading away...

At this moment, Lin Feng descended before Li Xuan’en, speaking to him indifferently, "If you wish to live, I can spare your life."

"Thank you, but I am the ancestor of Haotian Sect. After you’ve dismantled this small-world, I cannot face the remaining Haotian Sect members with any dignity. Let me die peacefully." Gazing at Lin Feng, Li Xuan’en knew everything Lin Feng said was true, but he no longer wished to live. Speaking those words quietly, he drew his last breath before Lin Feng...

Watching Li Xuan’en perish like this, Lin Feng knew such a death was unbefitting for someone of his stature. Yet, if Li Xuan’en no longer wanted to live, Lin Feng wouldn’t force salvation upon him either. In the end, Lin Feng shook his head lightly before vanishing in a blur. There was no one else here now, and it was time to tear down this place...

...

"It’s been so long already—what was the outcome of the clash between the ancestor and Lin Feng?"

"How could Lin Feng possibly be a match for the ancestor? That’s simply impossible!"

"I also don’t think Lin Feng could rival the ancestor. Perhaps the two are still locked in combat?"

...

In the valley near the stone stele, the Haotian Sect disciples anxiously awaited the results of Lin Feng and Li Xuan’en’s battle, speculating about what might have transpired inside. Most believed it was impossible for Lin Feng to defeat their ancestor, a supremely powerful figure who had cultivated for centuries. Lin Feng appeared to be but a young man in his twenties. How could he possibly contend against a middle-stage Divine Change Realm expert?

"Sigh. Great Elder, Lin Feng followed us here, and you’ve felt nothing at all?" Li Hongjun looked at Pu Yufeng and sighed before voicing his question. He was deeply perplexed—Pu Yufeng, as a Half-Step Divine Change Realm expert, should have sensed Lin Feng tracking them to Haotian Sect.

"Sect Leader, Lin Feng’s prowess is beyond your—our—comprehension. I won’t hide it: I couldn’t last even one strike against him. As of now, you should understand the extent of Lin Feng’s power. If I’m speculating correctly, the reason I returned alive is because Lin Feng allowed me to, enabling him to locate Haotian Sect. Do you think, under those circumstances, I could have detected his presence?"

Pu Yufeng knew there was a misunderstanding as Sect Leader Li Hongjun questioned him. However, this wasn’t his fault. Lin Feng’s strength far exceeded his own, and with Lin Feng’s deliberate actions, he had no chance to detect him.

"Sigh, this is truly troublesome. However did we provoke someone like Lin Feng, whose power is ridiculously overwhelming? Jin Hao, what’s the story between you and Lin Feng? How did you offend someone of his absurd caliber?" Upon hearing Pu Yufeng’s explanation, Li Hongjun shook his head. Accepting the grim reality, he now turned toward Cui Jinhao, recalling that the disciple had once had a conflict with Lin Feng. He sought to understand this enmity.

"Master, I have a feud with Lin Feng over my wife. He nearly killed me afterward, and had it not been for you and the others, I’d probably be dead already. With such blood hatred, how could I ever forget Lin Feng? Yet, I truly don’t understand how he found out I was here. I’ve never mentioned Haotian Sect to him." Cui Jinhao looked at his master, Li Hongjun, speaking in earnest. He had sought Ding Wan’er before, but he had never divulged anything about Haotian Sect. He was truly baffled as to how Lin Feng discovered his whereabouts or why Lin Feng was intent on destroying Haotian Sect.

While they conversed, strange phenomena suddenly erupted around the massive stele. Thunderous rumbling sounds filled the air, and soon a black hole appeared in the sky, absorbing everything nearby into its depths. Alarmed, everyone fled the area in panic, yet curiosity about the fight’s outcome kept them from retreating far. Their wide eyes remained fixed on the changes occurring near the stele, unsure what was transpiring.

These fluctuations soon ceased. Under the perplexed gaze of Haotian Sect’s members, Lin Feng suddenly appeared atop the stele. The sight stunned everyone into silence. Lin Feng had emerged, but the ancestor was nowhere to be seen—this could only mean Lin Feng had defeated the ancestor. This... This was unimaginable...

Faced with such an outcome, despair swept through everyone. If the ancestor couldn’t defeat Lin Feng, then who on earth could oppose him?

"Lin Feng, where is the ancestor?" Li Hongjun urgently questioned Lin Feng. The ancestor was the backbone of Haotian Sect, and if he had fallen, the sect’s future would be in peril.

"He’s dead," Lin Feng replied simply.

"What? The ancestor is dead? Lin Feng, Haotian Sect and you are enemies until death!" Hearing Lin Feng’s remark, Li Hongjun was driven into a frenzy, roaring furiously. It was now confirmed the ancestor had met his end by Lin Feng’s hand. Lin Feng had also destroyed Haotian Sect’s small-world, leaving the sect to crumble. Such grievances ignited an overwhelming hatred; he wished to charge at Lin Feng and fight to the death!

"Whenever you feel like seeking revenge, come find me at any time," Lin Feng responded indifferently. In truth, those present lacked the power to threaten him; even the strongest among them stood at Half-Step Divine Change Realm. Still, if their vendetta persisted, so be it.

With those parting words, Lin Feng glanced at the defeated crowd, offering no more explanation. He turned and disappeared once more, leaving the Haotian Sect members in utter chaos...

"Sect Leader, are we seriously letting Lin Feng leave just like that?"

"Sect Leader, what does the future hold?"

"Sect Leader, what should we do now?"

...

As Lin Feng vanished, the Haotian Sect members were filled with bitterness and unease. Lin Feng had destroyed their small-world and slain their ancestor, yet they could do nothing to stop him. This left them disoriented, unsure how to proceed.

Li Hongjun gazed at the Haotian Sect disciples and elders before him, his face tinged with sorrow. Truly, not just these people, but he himself—the sect leader—was at a loss. The ancestor was gone; their small-world was gone. Haotian Sect’s foundation had been obliterated. It could be said the sect was thoroughly ruined...

"Let’s begin by tidying up the area and holding a ceremony to honor the ancestor. The rest will come later,"

Out of options, Li Hongjun addressed the others, inwardly planning to discuss Haotian Sect’s future with the elders after the ceremony for the late ancestor...