Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 922: Chapter 711: A Trapped Rat

In an instant.

Inside Wuyun City, those who heard the roar raised their heads to look at the sky.

In some people’s sight, a dark figure flashed across the azure sky, moving so fast that it was impossible to discern the person’s physique and appearance.

At this moment, those gazing upwards were filled with suspicion and confusion.

Lin Feng?!

This is a human name.

But on Divine Martial Continent, this name is as well-known as a household brand.

It can even be compared with the invincible strongman Hai Shan.

Of course, one is esteemed and revered, the other is hated and infamous.

Lin Feng is obviously the latter.

Information and battle records about Lin Feng are common knowledge.

His high bounty is enough to tempt anyone, including Emperors.

Undoubtedly, this is a name that creates disgust, hatred, and also evokes fear and helplessness.

On Divine Martial Continent, this name is synonymous with slaughter and bloodshed.

Because each time the name is heard, it is accompanied by the death of compatriots.

Just looking at the number of kills, few humans can compare to Lin Feng.

Despite the disgust and hatred towards Lin Feng, people on Divine Martial Continent must admit his extraordinary talent and power.

Lin Feng’s existence dims the brilliance of all geniuses on Divine Martial Continent, making them unable to hold their heads up.

There is no exaggeration here.

Now Lin Feng has grown into a King, leaving a swarm of geniuses far behind.

If it weren’t for Lin Feng’s destruction, they might have already set foot on that safe and lasting world.

"Is it true?"

People stood still, not daring to move, gradually returning to their senses from the shock.

They looked puzzled, all wondering if they had misheard.

How could a human with a hefty bounty, detested by all on Divine Martial Continent, dare to step into Wuyun City?

Step into this city, home to many Emperors?

What is he here for?

Does he really have such courage?

All were incredulous, but from each other’s eyes, they understood they didn’t mishear.

It’s Lin Feng!

It’s that damned name!

"Catch him, that’s Lin Feng."

Someone suddenly shouted, legs slightly bent, leaping up over a hundred meters high, rushing towards the dark figure at an incredible speed, clearly a skilled practitioner.

"Seems like human aura."

"It’s Lin Feng!"

"Kill him!"

Shouts echoed throughout Wuyun City.

The height and physique of humans and Abnormal People are indistinguishable, with only slight differences in facial features, which can be disguised.

Makeup is indeed a unique "Divine Skill" of humans.

Even aura can be hidden, hard to distinguish even upon close contact.

But when humans exhibit Soul Skills or Martial Skills, the distinctive soul and spiritual power fluctuations different from the cultivators of Divine Martial Continent can be clearly detected.

Many people ignored the "stand still" command and chased after Lin Feng from all directions.

At this moment, the chasing crowd showed no difference in strength or age.

Everyone wore a fierce expression.

This scene was shocking.

If someone saw it, they would certainly be astounded by Lin Feng’s fame on Divine Martial Continent.

He truly is a figure everyone calls for death!

The hatred towards Lin Feng transcends age and strength boundaries.

Such a detested existence might be unparalleled except for Lin Feng.

"Am I really this hated?"

In mid-air, hearing the deafening curses and seeing the faces filled with rage and murderous intent, Lin Feng felt somewhat emotional.

Though emotional, his speed didn’t decrease, not daring to pause.

While flapping the Spiritual Power Wings, flying swiftly, he performed a Stand Soul Skill, his dark deep eyes scanning the surrounding crowd rapidly, continuously swapping positions with Abnormal People, avoiding being encircled.

"Got you!"

Suddenly, a towering figure emerged before Lin Feng, carrying a fierce gust of wind.

It was a middle-aged man over two meters tall.

With a stern face, a menacing scar on his left cheek, he looked extremely vicious.

At this moment, his eyes revealed excitement and bloodthirsty light, wielding a blood-colored long knife, swinging it fiercely towards Lin Feng’s head.

"Splat!"

Blood splattered, staining the man’s face and the corners of his lips. A faint smile had just formed, but suddenly stiffened.

The fallen head belonged to an elderly man with white hair; it was definitely not Lin Feng.

"Damn Doppelganger Soul Skill."

The middle-aged man abruptly lowered his head, scanning the crowd, but all he saw were silhouettes, and there wasn’t a lack of people dressed in black.

In such a chaotic situation, it was truly difficult to find Lin Feng.

"There he is!"

Someone shouted, and the middle-aged man’s gaze instantly locked onto the direction of the voice. Following the pointing finger of a woman, he spotted Lin Feng’s figure.

But it lasted only for two seconds.

Soon, Lin Feng disappeared into the crowd once more.

In this chaotic scene, the doppelganger, a divine skill, showed its miraculous effect.

Obviously, the chaos was greatly beneficial to Lin Feng.

"Those who aren’t Kings, stand still!"

An elderly man with a fair complexion and an effeminate demeanor suddenly roared, and the pursuing crowd halted, their eyes still filled with resentment and killing intent.

The chaos began to settle, and Lin Feng’s figure soon reappeared in view.

"The situation is dire."

Lin Feng’s expression was grave.

The [Doppelganger] certainly was a divine skill, but it consumed a lot of soul power.

In less than two minutes, having cast it over twenty times, Lin Feng felt that more than half of his soul power had been depleted.

Lin Feng dared not continue using it recklessly.

Just after a brief pause in the air, Lin Feng’s body trembled.

He realized he had been locked onto.

Lin Feng turned sideways, and a golden arrow appeared before him, silent as a ghost, very close, less than ten meters away.

Helpless, Lin Feng could only continue using the doppelganger.

"Pfft"

The arrow pierced through a chest, and an Alien King looked down at his hollow chest, his heart had disappeared, and with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, he fell from mid-air to the ground.

"Surround Lin Feng first; he has a Doppelganger Soul Skill that allows him to swap positions instantly. I’m going to open the barrier; don’t launch deadly attacks."

The elderly man continued to shout.

The fierce onslaught began to slow down, even cease, leaving only a single golden arrow closely following Lin Feng, shadowing his every move no matter how he shifted positions.

"Here it comes again."

Lin Feng looked to the left, shifted his body, and the golden arrow grazed past his cheek.

Soon, a third arrow appeared.

The tracking of the three arrows also pointed out Lin Feng’s direction.

Locked on, even using the doppelganger to quickly swap positions, the three arrows would appear in the next second.

This put even more pressure on Lin Feng.

These arrows not only were difficult to deal with but also indicated his location.

The more chaotic the situation, the more chances Lin Feng had to escape.

The now orderly siege was extremely dangerous for him.

Lin Feng glanced around, already surrounded by enemies.

"Two Emperors, at least seventeen Kings, and quite a few in the shadows."

Lin Feng looked around, realizing he was completely encircled.

The enemies at this moment were withholding attacks and not approaching easily, evidently intending to confine him.

On the ground, the crowd no longer watched and moved away from the battle zone to deny Lin Feng the chance to use [Doppelganger].

"Alas."

Lin Feng sighed softly.

In front of a team, individual power is insignificant, is powerless.

Even he was no exception.

Or rather, even the invincible strong Dragon King Hai Shan was no exception.

Invincibility only meant individual invincibility, not ignoring the strength of the masses.

Perhaps Demigods might have that possibility.

This was also the reason Lin Feng wanted to establish the Avengers Alliance.

Lin Feng flapped his Spiritual Power Wings, hovering in mid-air, no longer dodging, because a dark yellow barrier was rapidly expanding from him as the center. In just a few seconds, the diameter of this barrier had exceeded five hundred meters.

And within the five hundred meters, the crowd was isolated.

The barrier continued to expand, soon exceeding a kilometer.

"We’ve got Lin Feng."

"Haha, I want to personally cut off his head."

"Don’t let him die easily, cut his flesh piece by piece, I want to use his soul as a Soul Lamp, so that he never finds peace after death."

Several pairs of ruthless eyes fixed on Lin Feng, uttering chilling words.

In the eyes of the Abnormal People, Lin Feng at this moment was already a turtle in a jar.

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