Everyone's eyes seemed to conjure the image of Ling Feng battling the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master, as if gods walked among them!
And Ling Feng, standing before them now, was just as formidable.
He had become the embodiment of death!
Suddenly, unable to bear Ling Feng's oppressive presence, Takahashi Aoyama erupted in a furious charge!
"Ah! Die!"
With a beast-like roar, Takahashi Aoyama, brandishing his blades with both hands, arrived before Ling Feng. From above, he swung his sword down!
The sharp glint flashed, and everyone widened their eyes.
There was anticipation, excitement, madness, as well as despair and mockery!
This strike, against the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master, might have posed some threat.
But before Ling Feng, it wasn't even worthy of him lifting an eyelid.
Ling Feng slowly raised his right hand. The seemingly effortless movement was, however, faster than the attack, firmly gripping the blade of the sword!
"Impossible!"
Takahashi Aoyama exclaimed!
*Crack!*
Ling Feng easily snapped the blade, then with a twist of his wrist, a gust of wind erupted, yanking Takahashi Aoyama to the ground.
*Bang!*
The floor shattered.
Ling Feng stepped forward, his foot landing on Takahashi Aoyama's back.
In a flash, Takahashi Aoyama, considered the savior by the Five Lakes Group, had fallen at Ling Feng's feet, unable to even get up.
The entire scene fell into a deathly silence!
*Crack!*
Lei Qianjun's walking stick snapped under his own force. His aged frame hunched over.
He knelt down, admitting in despair, "I... I have lost!"
Lei Qianjun acknowledged his defeat, lowering his proud head, yet he still did not utter a plea for mercy.
Ling Feng paid him no mind. Seeing all the members of the Five Lakes Group kneeling on the ground, surrendering and begging for mercy.
Ling Feng grabbed Takahashi Aoyama from under his foot and turned away with a flourish.
"Yang Fei, handle this!"
"Yes, Heavenly Venerate!"
Yang Fei responded with a bow and stepped forward. His powerful aura intimidated the entire assembly, and not a soul dared to resist.
Ling Feng, carrying Takahashi Aoyama like a dead dog, tossed him into the elevator and headed upstairs.
Takahashi Aoyama, slumped in the elevator, already felt suffocated. Now, he could barely breathe!
"Who exactly are you..."
Before Takahashi Aoyama could finish his question, Ling Feng demanded dominantly, "Who sent you?"
Hearing this, the image of the Young Master flashed in Takahashi Aoyama's mind. His fear of Ling Feng lessened considerably.
He then sneered at Ling Feng, taunting, "Heh, you want to know?"
Ling Feng's gaze turned icy as he looked at Takahashi Aoyama's mocking expression, then stomped on his wrist!
*Crack!*
A crisp sound echoed as his wrist bones were crushed into a pulp.
"Ah! Baka! Ling Feng, you damned wretch!" Takahashi Aoyama cursed in agony.
"After I cripple your other hand, you'll never be able to wield your blade again!" Ling Feng's voice was chillingly cold, as if freezing the air within the elevator.
Takahashi Aoyama curled up in terror.
As a powerful Sword Saint, when had he ever experienced such despair?
His face contorted with hatred as he glared at Ling Feng, "This is useless! Even if you torture me to death, I won't tell you anything!"
With that, Takahashi Aoyama began to laugh maniacally.
"Haha, it's useless even if you caught me! The Young Master is not someone you can offend! You'll never find out anything..."
"Is that so?"
Ling Feng's voice was calm, and the fierce aura surrounding him dissipated.
Takahashi Aoyama froze.
*Ding.* A notification sound chimed. The elevator had reached the top floor. The doors opened to reveal a helicopter waiting.
"You're going to..."
*Bang!*
As Takahashi Aoyama was filled with confusion, Ling Feng kicked his chin. Takahashi Aoyama instantly lost consciousness.
In a daze, Takahashi Aoyama felt himself being thrown onto the helicopter, and then his consciousness completely faded!
"Where is this place? What will he do to me?"
With a head full of questions, Takahashi Aoyama's consciousness returned. He leaped to his feet, his expression wary, his entire body radiating killing intent.
However, as his vision cleared, his eyes widened in horror.
The courtyard before him... was this not the Young Master's temporary residence?
*Thump!*
In the nearby pond, a bamboo tube continued to strike the rocks. Amidst the gurgling water, Takahashi Aoyama's gaze fell upon the plum blossom table, where a remnant chess game remained.
Takahashi Aoyama jolted awake. Before he could even get a clear look at the person sitting at the table, he quickly knelt down, exclaiming with reverence, "Young Master..."
"The chess skills of the person you spoke of are quite ordinary!"
Suddenly, a clear, cold voice rang out.
Hearing the response, Takahashi Aoyama instantly determined that the person before him was not the Young Master.
Then, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Takahashi Aoyama sprang up from the ground. He focused his gaze, clearly seeing the person seated before the chessboard, and exclaimed in shock, "Ling Feng!?"
"How could it be you? How did you know this place?"
Takahashi Aoyama was utterly astounded. He would have risked his life rather than reveal this address, so why was it that upon opening his eyes, Ling Feng had brought him here?
Ling Feng calmly replied, "I feigned death precisely to lure him out. So the moment you appeared, he was already exposed."
Upon hearing this, Takahashi Aoyama gasped.
Such power was truly terrifying!
Even that Young Master might struggle to match it.
For a moment, Takahashi Aoyama's fear of Ling Feng surged once more. He glanced around nervously, his expression growing more frantic, "Where... where is the Young Master? You can't be the Young Master's opponent!"
"Unfortunately, he has already fled."
Ling Feng did not turn around. He reached out, picked up a black stone, and casually placed it down!
*Snap!*
Takahashi Aoyama blinked, then instinctively looked at the chessboard.
He was also a master of this art. A single glance, and he was exclaiming in disbelief, "Impossible! How could you break the Young Master's chess game?"
"Is it difficult?"
Ling Feng retorted with a playful question, then demanded, "Who is this person? Where is he now? If you tell me, I might spare your life!"
Takahashi Aoyama retreated in terror, his mind already plotting escape routes based on his familiarity with the surroundings.
However, before he could make a move.
*Crack!*
Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard. The chessboard before Ling Feng exploded, and the entire courtyard began to tremble violently, as if an earthquake had struck!
"What's happening?"
Takahashi Aoyama's heart grew increasingly panicked.
Ling Feng, however, slightly raised his eyebrows. With a light step, his figure leaped high into the air!
*Puff puff!*
Something broke through the soil.
Ling Feng looked down from above, seeing countless蛊 worms emerging from the ground.
"Man-eating Gu!"