Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 983 - 982: The Missiles Stopped!

Power!

Yes, it was power!

Everything was because of power!

...

Suddenly, Lin Feng’s eyes lit up. He had an epiphany at that moment. The reason he couldn’t stop the missile was that his current power wasn’t strong enough. As long as he could strengthen his power to a certain extent, the missile would certainly stop; there was no doubt about that.

Having realized this, Lin Feng finally understood everything. And in that moment, he suddenly grasped what power was, what the essence of power was. All laws returned to one, tracing back to their origins, all powers were the same at their core.

After thinking through everything, Lin Feng no longer paid attention to the descending missile. Instead, he followed his intuition in pursuit of that feeling in his heart, the ultimate comprehension of the source of power. At this moment, everything else in Lin Feng’s world disappeared. Standing in mid-air, he recalled all that had happened, as layers upon layers of True Qi in various colors—gold, green, red, white, and colorless—began to form around him.

These layers encased him in an egg-shaped sphere, resembling a giant egg shimmering with multicolored light.

With his hands spread wide, Lin Feng amplified his sensitivity to power to its limit. At that moment, he felt something he never had before. The wind and the air surrounded him, and he could even sense the presence of Spiritual Energy within them, faint though it was. He had established a connection with these nearly imperceptible threads of energy.

All of a sudden, an immensely strong power emanated from the Ancient Sword in his hand. He finally understood why the Ancient Sword was so important to an S-level expert and why it was so rare. It turned out... it turned out the Ancient Sword was not forged but condensed from power; the Ancient Sword was the embodiment of power itself!

With this realization, the answer that had long puzzled Lin Feng finally unraveled. The essence of power could mimic any state, even condense into the Ancient Sword—a possibility Lin Feng had never considered before.

Having clarified all matters, Lin Feng finally found a way to deal with the missile. He opened his eyes just as the missile was about to reach him. Glancing at the missile, Lin Feng appeared even more composed now. His right hand crushed the Windbreaker Ancient Sword, and a loud boom echoed.

"Bang!"

The Ancient Sword vanished, and in its place shimmered a silverly Ancient Sword, radiating dazzling light. The Ancient Sword had lost its original form and turned into pure energy. Then, with a sweep of his left hand, Lin Feng released the energy transformed from the Ancient Sword. The silver radiance scattered, surging toward the falling missile.

As the missile was enveloped by the silver glow, it instantly came to a halt, hanging steadily in mid-air...

Now, Lin Feng’s understanding of power had risen to an unprecedented level. For him, any matter in nature could be converted into power at his disposal. This realization made Lin Feng finally comprehend what the ultimate state of a cultivator truly looked like. It turns out... it turns out that so-called power had always been omnipresent; it was just that no one had ever been able to establish such a connection.

And at that moment, Lin Feng gained an even deeper insight. He understood why no one in the Cultivation World had ever entered the legendary Profound Realm. The people in the Cultivation World had all been on the wrong path. The ultimate goal of a cultivator was not to break through and increase their strength constantly but to comprehend and utilize the energies of nature for themselves. Only then could they break the bottleneck and enter the Profound Realm.

So there Lin Feng stood, motionless in the sky, his mind fully immersed in the sensation of that moment, a feeling he found utterly enthralling...

What!

The missile... the missile had truly stopped!

Lin Feng... how on earth did Lin Feng do it?

This... This is truly unbelievable, how could the missile possibly stop!

...

Everyone at the wedding scene below, including the Old Monster and many other masters, was shocked by what they were seeing. The events unfolding before them had far exceeded the understanding of ordinary people. Even the Old Monster and other masters were unable to comprehend how Lin Feng managed to do it. Such an event should not and could not happen—such a huge missile suspended in midair... It’s just inconceivable!

People looked up at Lin Feng in the sky, no longer knowing how to express their shock at this moment. Suspending an object in midair was impossible, let alone a missile of such size, which Lin Feng stopped dead in the sky with a mere wave of his hand. This... this kind of power was truly beyond human capability; not even an Immortal might be able to achieve such a feat.

But the reality was right in front of them. First, Lin Feng slowed the missile down, and now he had brought it to a complete stop. This ability was simply too astonishing—something no one could believe. If it weren’t for Lin Feng, the missile would never have undergone such a transformation. Lin Feng had saved their lives; now, looking at Lin Feng, they really could no longer regard him as a mere human. It was impossible for a person to do such a thing!

How is this possible!

The Ancient Sword... Lin Feng crushed the Ancient Sword...

This... This is just too extreme!

...

The Old Monster and many other masters were also stunned by this scene; they hadn’t expected Lin Feng’s supposed method to be like this. It left these masters at a loss for words that the missile could be stopped so easily. Lin Feng... Lin Feng had now completely transcended the realm of their comprehension.

What astonished the Old Monster and the other masters even more was that Lin Feng had single-handedly crushed the Ancient Sword. They found this to be even more surprising than stopping the missile. They all knew what an Ancient Sword represented—these were relics from ancient times, passed down and origins unknown. Attempts at imitation had been made, but no one had ever succeeded in replicating the same effects as the Ancient Sword.

How did Lin Feng manage to do it, to crush the Ancient Sword and transform it into energy? This... this was too unbelievable. No matter how they thought about it, they had not envisioned such a situation. Could it be... Could it be that the Ancient Sword was not forged but had been materialized from energy? Otherwise, how could Lin Feng crush the Ancient Sword, which then became a glowing ball of silver energy? This... this...

At this moment, the Old Monster and the other masters finally realized something: Lin Feng had become so powerful that they could not even describe his level. Lin Feng had now seen through things they had never even considered, understanding the true nature of the Ancient Sword and making use of it. This sufficiently demonstrated that Lin Feng had reached an unimaginable height. Lin Feng was truly formidable, capable of feats they thought impossible...

Lin Feng! Lin Feng...

Lying on the ground, Li Zerui, witnessing Lin Feng’s current state, found it even harder to believe that what he was seeing was real. How could Lin Feng actually stop the missile? This... This was too unbelievable. Such power had never been seen or known in the Cultivation World; it no longer belonged to the realm of cultivators. At this moment, Li Zerui didn’t understand why, but he suddenly felt that the current Lin Feng seemed to exist on the same unknown level as the Black-Robed Elder.

Li Zerui was frightened by this thought. He truly hadn’t expected Lin Feng to be so terrifyingly powerful. He didn’t know how formidable the Black-Robed Elder was; he only knew that his own power was negligible in front of the elder. Even if his Nine Nether Breaking Sky Art was fully realized, it would be worthless before the Black-Robed Elder. By comparison, it was clear what level of master Lin Feng currently was—probably one that no one could answer.

With this in mind, Li Zerui felt truly hopeless. Under such circumstances, no one could kill Lin Feng, because now, under the heavens, only the Black-Robed Elder could challenge Lin Feng; others stood no chance. Now, even the missile had been powerless against Lin Feng; no one in this world could kill him. Then... how could he avenge his profound hatred? If he died like this, he would never rest in peace...

It was at this moment that two figures, one in white and one in black, suddenly appeared in the sky, standing on either side of Lin Feng. The old man in white robes had the appearance of an Immortal, revealing himself to be Lin Feng’s mentor, and the other in black attire was none other than the Black-Robed Elder who had raised Li Zerui.

Lin Feng was not surprised by the appearance of these two elders because he understood his mentor. He now knew how his mentor had vanished. Seeing his mentor appear so suddenly, he truly felt joy in his heart. When he was on the island, he hadn’t felt much; but now, after leaving the island and with his continuing enlightenment, he wanted to see his cheap mentor more and more. Thinking of this, Lin Feng finally smiled.

The people at the wedding scene below were even more puzzled by this sight, speculating about who these two elders could be and why they had suddenly appeared here.