Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique
Chapter 593 - 62 Abyss, Demon Corpse, Assassin (Part 2)

Chapter 593: Chapter 62 Abyss, Demon Corpse, Assassin (Part 2)

The assassin, the person who made the move was actually an assassin.

This assassin was one of the two Nine Nether killers previously seeking Lin Feng.

Nine Nether.

A terrifying name, enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.

Now Lin Feng was targeted by someone from Nine Nether.

The sword strike was fast, accurate, and ruthless.

The power was extremely terrifying; with a thrust of his sword, he intended to deliver a fatal blow to Lin Feng at this very spot.

"Puh."

The Gang Qi was pierced.

"Not good"!

It was not until this moment that Lin Feng sensed the assassin’s approach from behind.

The Nine Nether killer’s methods of concealing himself were astonishing, and given the multitude of Hell Little Demons around, Lin Feng had not detected anything beforehand.

But now, having finally discovered the threat, it was already too late.

That dreadful sword, after piercing through the Gang Qi, was about to penetrate Lin Feng’s chest.

But just at this moment of life-and-death crisis.

"Boom..."

Not far away, a horrific aura spread out, that presence was too dreadful, as if a Demon God from the ancient past was about to awaken.

Endless demon fog rolled in, and within that fog, a towering figure emerged.

It was a being that resembled a demon or a god; devoid of any signs of life, it seemed to be a corpse.

The corpse appeared to have been slumbering in the abyss, shrouded in a powerful demonic aura even after countless years of death.

Now, with many cultivators entering the abyss, someone discovered that corpse and tried to claim it, which released the terrifying aura from within the corpse.

Heavenly Dao is clear and bright!

Blasphemers shall die!

...

"No."

The several cultivators who attempted to claim the corpse screamed in horror, but no one could save them; their physical bodies exploded on the spot, their souls utterly destroyed.

And the surrounding cultivators were also greatly impacted, those with slightly weaker cultivation spewing blood from the shock.

Even those with stronger cultivation were sent flying by that dreadful aura.

The sword that was about to kill Lin Feng...

When the terrible aura spread, Lin Feng and the Nine Nether killer were blown away, and the killer’s sword strike missed its mark.

"Sky Splitting."

Lin Feng roared, channeling the blade light and slashing towards the Nine Nether killer.

The Nine Nether killer quickly dodged.

Puh.

But he could not fully evade the attack, and his arm was severed off, blood spurting out violently.

The Nine Nether killer grunted, his figure concealing itself and vanishing without a trace.

"Damn it, letting him escape, who wants to kill me? Such a strong concealing method, I was almost killed by him."

Lin Feng also broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked towards the "Demon Corpse" that floated in the abyss not far away, his heart filled with shock.

Abyss suspended corpse.

Dead for so long, yet its aura remains so formidable, not tolerating any desecration; just how terrifying of a powerhouse was this being in front of him?

Just then, violent fluctuations swept over as an Ancient Bronze War Chariot rampaged, reaping the lives of the Hell Little Demons.

The Hell Little Demons’ attacks were astonishing but incapable of breaking through the defenses of the Ancient Bronze War Chariot, a treasure unbelievably defensive.

"Young Master Lin, get on"!

The voice of Tian Zong came from within the Ancient Bronze War Chariot.

Lin Feng’s expression jolted, that was a treasure from the Longevity Hall! He swiftly swooped towards the Ancient Bronze War Chariot; as its Defensive Restriction activated, Lin Feng entered inside.

Then, the Ancient Bronze War Chariot rapidly charged into the Abyss.

The multitude of Hell Little Demons pouncing and attempting to tear apart the defense of the Ancient Bronze War Chariot failed and instead, a vast number of them were slain by the powerful Killing Aura emitted from the chariot.

After descending more than thirty thousand meters, the Ancient Bronze War Chariot settled down.

And the Hell Little Demons only moved around within the Abyss, they wouldn’t come down at all.

"The number of these Hell Little Demons is a bit too great; I’m afraid many people will meet a tragic end inside the Abyss," Lin Feng said.

"Most of the time, the Hell Little Demons are in a state of slumber. If only dozens or hundreds of people entered the Abyss, they might not awaken the Hell Little Demons. However, too many people have entered, and that’s what has roused them," Tian Zong explained.

Lin Feng nodded and asked, "Have you seen that Demon corpse?"

"It’s wearing clothing from the Ancient Desolation," Ouyang Xiyu added.

"Does the Immortal mean to say that the Demon corpse is a powerful being who perished in the Ancient Desolation era? That would be hundreds of thousands of years from now," Lin Feng exclaimed in shock.

Hundreds of thousands of years and the body has not decayed?

And still capable of radiating such terrifying aura and pressure.

Just what level of Cultivation did that being possess?

The thought alone was enough to send shivers down one’s spine, it was truly too fearsome.

"Correct, it should be a powerful being from the era of Ancient Desolation, and from the clothing, I infer it is from the late period of Ancient Desolation. If a Supreme Great Ability were to enter, they might think of a way to collect that corpse, since its research value is immense. But obviously, we lack such power and can’t even get close," Ouyang Xiyu concluded.

"Indeed," Lin Feng agreed, nodding his head. They did not linger and quickly chose a direction before dashing towards the deeper regions.

Many Cultivators also flew swiftly into the depths, and soon after, they encountered numerous Abyss Demon Wolves.

These were Demon Wolves that had mastered Hell Demon Fire and could spew terrible flames to attack.

"Attack from a distance..." a Cultivator bellowed. In a short period, more than three thousand Cultivators had gathered, densely packed, unleashing their treasures to bombard the Abyss Demon Wolves from afar.

Pu pu...

Continuously, Abyss Demon Wolves were being killed.

"The Demon Core of an Abyss Demon Wolf is a key ingredient for refining many Earth Stage Spiritual Medicines. Nowadays, it’s almost impossible to find an Abyss Demon Wolf in the outside world, but there’s so many here. We’ve hit the jackpot!" an excited Cultivator shouted.

Many people were collecting the bodies of the Abyss Demon Wolves.

However, the storage rings of ordinary Cultivators were limited, and they couldn’t hold many bodies of the Abyss Demon Wolves, so they could only choose to extract the Demon Cores, which significantly slowed down their collection speed.

But Lin Feng didn’t have this concern.

The storage ring he had bought for a sky-high price at the auction was the size of tens of thousands of acres; it could collect the bodies of any number of Abyss Demon Wolves. While others were digging through the bodies of Abyss Demon Wolves for Demon Cores, Lin Feng had already stored a large number of them in his storage ring.

While those Cultivators would extract a Demon Core, Lin Feng would have already collected the bodies of hundreds of Abyss Demon Wolves.

"Kid, aren’t you being too greedy?" Some people’s mouths twitched as Lin Feng alone had collected most of the Abyss Demon Wolves’ bodies, causing immense frustration to the other Cultivators. Cold killing intent flashed in someone’s eyes since Lin Feng’s vast storage ring itself was worth a fortune, not to mention the potential Supreme Treasures that might be inside.

Lin Feng spoke indifferently, "Unclaimed belongings naturally belong to whoever claims them, right?"

"It seems like you’re seeking death," a Cultivator sneered at Lin Feng with a cold laugh.

A Cultivator at the Eighth Layer Heaven of Martial King Realm lunged towards Lin Feng.

"Dong Mingtao has made a move, that kid in the Martial King Realm Third Level is as good as dead," someone shouted amongst the Cultivators, sighing to themselves, thinking their chance was done and dusted.

"Kid, go die!" Dong Mingtao launched a punch at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s expression was unmoved as he raised his right hand. A Sword Qi slashed out, instantly cleaving Dong Mingtao in two.

Silence suddenly descended around them.

"It’s him, the one who killed the fiend from Wansheng with a single sword strike."

"He killed Wansheng?"

Many people gasped in shock, especially those Cultivators who initially wanted to kill Lin Feng for his storage ring; their faces turned deathly pale as they were overtaken by fear. They were relieved they hadn’t made their move, or they might have already died there.