In the Endless Flame Realm, the earth fragmented and divine flames surged unceasingly. This was a lethal place in the cultivation world, a perilous situation that would make countless cultivators blanch at hearing about it. No one would willingly venture into the Endless Flame Realm without reason; with one careless slip, they could be burned to ash.
But at this moment, in the deepest part of the Endless Flame Realm, atop a raging volcano, stood a man with his hair hanging loosely around his shoulders, his entire body stained with blood.
"How did you know the location of my tribulation was the Endless Flame Realm?"
Lu Feng spoke solemnly. He was here to draw out the heavenly tribulation but had fallen into a trap set by his enemies, failing his tribulation and suffering severe injuries.
He had been adventuring in the cultivation world, walking through bloody battles, his hands had seen the blood of countless powerful beings.
Lu Feng knew well that he had multiple adversaries. He was careful and had given a lot of thought before choosing the deepest part of the Endless Flame Realm as his place to face the tribulation, but he didn’t expect that it would be discovered by his enemies.
The matter of facing the tribulation, he had only ever mentioned to one person: Mo Duxing, Lu Feng’s only friend, whom he considered a brother.
He couldn’t think of another possibility, other than that Mo Duxing had betrayed him.
"Ha-ha-ha, Lu Feng, you should have guessed it was me."
A loud laugh echoed in the air, and then a handsome scholar-like man emerged from the crowd, his face full of arrogance.
Mo Duxing!
Just as Lu Feng had guessed, it was Mo Duxing who had leaked the news of Lu Feng's tribulation.
"Mo Duxing, I treated you like a brother, why would you harm me?"
Lu Feng cried out, his face distorted in an expression of pain. In his proud and lonely life, Mo Duxing was his only friend, his best brother. He couldn't believe that Mo Duxing would choose this moment to betray him and tip off his enemies about Lu Feng's tribulation.
"Lu Feng, if you’re going to blame anything, then you should blame the long sword in your hands. As the saying goes, innocence incurs guilt when in possession of a gem. You've been a killer for so many years, you should know this simple truth. As for brotherhood and loyalty, ha-ha-ha, Lu Feng, I can only say you're too naive. Amongst cultivators, where can such sentiments exist, especially towards someone like me?"
With a triumphant smile, Mo Duxing confessed that the ambush on Lu Feng was all his handiwork, with the goal of confiscating that unparalleled sword in Lu Feng's possession.
"Ha ha ha!"
Upon uncovering the truth, Lu Feng burst into laughter, his gaze, however, was cold as ice.
Indeed, in the world of cultivation, there was no room for sentimentality. He had brought this calamity upon himself by beleving Mo Duxing.
Unfortunately, this disaster was a fatal one. With Lu Feng's failed tribulation, severe injuries, and the surrounding of thousands of powerful figures, there seemed to be no escape. The whole situation was a death trap.
Lu Feng had made countless enemies, many faces among them were familiar. He knew very well that none of these people, especially Mo Duxing, would have any mercy on him. Mo Duxing, for sure, would eliminate him completely to prevent future troubles.
"Lu Feng, even on the verge of death, you can still laugh!"
"You've been so arrogant and disdainful towards the world's heroes. I knew this day would come."
"Lu Feng, don't resist. Surrender your sword, and we'll make your death less painful."
"Lu Feng, you've killed so many of our Jiang family members. Today, I'm going to kill you with my own hands and avenge them!"
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The clamor of contemptuous voices came from all directions. Thousands of figures stood in the sky with their weapons unsheathed, all pointed at Lu Feng.
"Hmph!"
Lu Feng stopped laughing, scoffed, and his mouth curved into a smirk of scorn, undeniably arrogant.
Despite being at the end of his rope after the failed tribulation, his defiance still remained unwavering.
"Do you think you insects are worthy to kill me?"
A disdainful question sounded, reaching everyone's ears. Immediately, it sparked a wave of angry rebukes from the crowd.
"Impudent!"
"A man on the brink of death dares to act violently in front of us!"
...
Almost instantly, nearly a hundred figures, holding up their swords, charged toward Lu Feng.
Before this, no matter how numerous they were, none would dare to charge at Lu Feng like this. Lu Feng's capabilities were well-known in the world of cultivation. Many powerful individuals would quake in fear at the mere mention of his name.
He was the top swordsman in the cultivation world, and was called the fiercest man. This was not an empty title, but a reputation earned through bloodshed.
But at this moment, everyone could see that Lu Feng, having failed in his tribulation, was at his wit's end. What more would they need to worry about?
Watching the nearly hundred strong men charging towards him, Lu Feng let out a furious roar. His thousands of strands of hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes filled with a mad killing intent.
"Kill!"
The cry sent a jolt through people's hearts. The Lu Feng, who had obviously reached a dead end, was unexpectedly giving them a profound sense of danger. They recalled scenes of Lu Feng's previous battles, cruel and ruthless, each of his sword strikes decisive.
Accompanying this cry, Lu Feng swung his long sword, setting off a radiance of sword lights, extraordinarily sharp. Amidst the clanging sounds, the weapons in these people's hands were all shattered.
The reappearance of the sword lights caused a bloody carnage. No fewer than ten strong individuals were cut in half under the fierce sword light.
The celestial slaying sword, even Mo Duxing didn't know the real name of this sword. This sword was not only the top divine weapon in the cultivation world, but also contained a shocking secret. Apart from Lu Feng, no second person knew about it.
Everyone was retreating, their pupils suddenly contracting, the cold sweat on their backs dampening their clothes, too horrified to utter a word.
Lu Feng's enlightenment trial had failed and he was severely injured. Wasn't he about to die? How could he still have such terrifying power?
The sight of less than ten people being slashed in half was too bloody, beyond everyone's expectation.
"Want to kill me? Pay the price then!"
Lu Feng bellowed, facing the encircling of thousands of people, he not only did not retreat, he even took the initiative to attack them.
Knowing that this was a death trap, Lu Feng opened his mind to everything, even if he had to die from countless injuries, he had to kill several people before dying!
His killing intent surged into the sky, countless bursts of sword aura, like thousands of radiant lights blossoming in an instant. The screams started, dozens of individuals, strong enough to hold their own, were sieved within a blink of an eye.
Even the volcano wall behind Lu Feng was cut out by such a terrifying sword aura, causing huge stones to roll down, producing a rumbling sound.
A sword strikes as the hand lifts, another head of a powerful individual flies up. At this moment, Lu Feng didn’t seem heavily injured at all, he even appeared to be in his peak state!
"Hahaha, the ones who came to kill me, is that all you've got?"
Lu Feng laughed loudly, his spirit soaring, like a sword god descending, everyone was slaughtered by him, like slaughtering pigs and dogs!
"Failing the enlightenment trial, you will be heavily injured. Lu Feng is just struggling to the death. Don't be afraid, everyone attack together. Kill Lu Feng, do not let him have any chance to escape!”
Mo Duxing's cold voice sounded, many strong men heard this and attacked Lu Feng alike. Mo Duxing drew his sword, a cold light flashing past!
The Frost Sword, a world-renowned blade, forged from ten thousand years of cold iron. Once it hurts the flesh and blood of the enemy, the cold invades the body, freezing the blood and resulting in death.
This was the sword Lu Feng gave to Mo Duxing. Now, Mo Duxing used it against him, which was simply a huge irony.
Lu Feng was furious, and all he could see was Mo Duxing. Their swords clashed, making an incredibly clear sound. Mo Duxing was taken aback, he retreated, his face showing astonishment.
"Immortal Slaying Art, one blade across the sky!"
Lu Feng roared. He had delved into the Immortal Slaying Sword for over a decade and had begun to comprehend the mysteries of it, including practicing the first move of the Immortal Slaying technique.
Under the sky, the Immortal Slaying sword shone like the sun, too dazzling to keep one's eyes open.
"Hurry, Lu Feng is unleashing his strongest blow. Break through the encirclement, attack together and quickly slay him!"
The color of Mo Duxing's face changed. He shouted the order, yet, he himself noticed something unsettling and retreated rapidly.
The next moment, countless fierce sword auras exploded all at once, shattering the space and causing a hum.
It was visible that in the thousands of feet of space around Lu Feng, sword auras interwove. Everyone was shrieking, creating a scene of bloodbath.
Bang!
Right then, a sudden explosion occurred. The heavens and the earth thundered, massive streams of magma rushed towards the sky.
This sight was too shocking. Lu Feng hadn't expected that the first time he would use the Immortal Slaying technique would be moments before his death.
With the remaining power of the sword move disappearing, Lu Feng couldn't stop coughing up blood. He was truly at his wit's end.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen swords almost simultaneously pierced through Lu Feng's body from behind. His body stiffened, life ceased.
