Chapter 167

Lin Feng's words caused many people to gasp in surprise.

Lin Feng was heartless.

If Nalan Ruoxi lowered her head and became Lin Feng's slave, her heart would be shattered.

Her Dao heart would collapse, and she would have to submit to Lin Feng for the rest of her life.

If she didn't, she would lose her life and the Nalan Clan would be implicated.

No matter which choice she chose, she couldn't accept it.

Hearing this, Nalan Ruoxi's face turned completely pale, without a trace of blood.

The first choice was worse than killing her.

But if she didn't submit, her entire clan would be destroyed.

Nalan Ruoxi was shaking. She bit her lip so hard that it bled.

Many influential groups were wondering whether Nalan Ruoxi would lower her head and submit or not.

A cold voice suddenly came from the depths of Spirit Mountain.

"Enough! Don't go too far!"

Following this cold shout, a terrifying aura swept out like a storm.

A middle-aged man in a bright yellow robe stepped out.

He was the leader of the Nalan Clan, Nalan Ruoxi's father, Nalan Zhan.

At the same time, he was also a Dao God.

He didn't want to get involved. After all, the Purple Holy Land was pressuring him.

But at that moment, Lin Feng's actions were going too far. Na Lan Zhan was furious.

"Heh, you beat the young one and now the old one is here?" Lin Feng sneered. He didn't respect Nalan Zhan at all.

Nalan Zhan didn't care about Lin Feng. He looked at the group of people from the Purple Holy Land.

Lin Feng wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was the attitude of the Purple Holy Land.

"Everybody, Lin Feng doesn't seem to have much relationship with the Purple Holy Land," said Nalan Zhan.

Su Zi Qiong said indifferently, "Originally, there was no relationship, but Zi Yan told me that Lin Feng has extraordinary talent and luck. In the future, he will join the Purple Holy Land in the Mystic Realm."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the surroundings sucked in a breath of air.

Especially the young geniuses of the Eastern Xuan Region. They all looked at Lin Feng with envy.

Being chosen by a powerful group in the Mystic Realm was like reaching the heavens in a single bound.

Many young geniuses from the lower world wanted to join the Mystic Realm.

These words caused Nalan Ruoxi's beautiful eyes to be filled with despair.

Lin Feng had officially become a member of the Purpple Holy Land.

A dignified major power of the Mystic Realm, annihilating a Nalan Clan was just like playing around.

Nalan Zhan's expression turned heavy as he spoke, "Although our Nalan Clan isn't a major power in the mystic realm, there was once an ancestor who became dao companions with a paragon of the Mystic realm. You all should know what sort of existence a paragon is, right?"

Forced into a dead end, Nalan Zhan had no choice but to bring up this rumor.

To be honest, even Nalan Zhan himself didn't really believe it.

This rumor was far too old. It was passed down from the ancestors, and no one knew whether it was true or not.

The reason why it was spread out was that the Nalan Clan simply wanted to make a name for themselves.

Hearing this, Su Ziqiong burst out laughing, as if she had heard the funniest thing in the world.

"Holy Maiden, what are you laughing at?" Nalan Zhan was somewhat unhappy.

Su Ziqiong rubbed her forehead and shook her head with a smile. "How ridiculous. The Supreme Yuantian you speak of has already fallen. Even his demonized corpse was destroyed by the Son Of God of the Jun Family."

"What?!"

Su Ziqiong's words shocked Nalan Zhan and the others of the Nalan Clan.

They were surprised that the rumor left by their ancestors was actually true.

And they were surprised that the supreme cultivator was already dead, and his demonized corpse seemed to have been destroyed by a young cultivator.

What was going on?

The news that Jun Xiaoyao had destroyed the supreme demonic corpse had spread like wildfire in the immortal realms, and Su Ziqiong naturally knew about it.

She said, "After the Supreme Yuantian died, he left behind a secret treasure. In the end, the Son Of God of the Jun Family took action and destroyed the demonized corpse."

"So the backer of your Nalan Clan is already dead."

When mentioning the Son Of God of the Jun Family, Su Ziqiong's eyes were filled with deep reverence and longing.

It seemed that mentioning this title was a very sacred thing.

"Who is the Son Of God of the Jun Family?" Lin Feng frowned and murmured.

He didn't know why, but when he saw the reverence and longing in Su Ziqiong's eyes, he was annoyed.

Son Of God? When I go to the Mystic realm, I'll definitely surpass him, thought Lin Feng.

"Alright, the Nalan Clan doesn't need to show off. Lin Feng, you can deal with them," said Su Ziqiong, waving her hand.

"Alright." Lin Feng nodded and looked at Nalan Zhan and Nalan Ruoxi.

At that moment, even Nalan Zhan couldn't do anything.

Even though he was a Dao God, Su Ziqiong's protectors also had Dao Gods, and they were even stronger than him.

Nalan Ruoxi's delicate face was filled with despair.

Her jade-like hand tightly grasped the ancient talisman hanging around her neck.

That talisman had been passed down from generation to generation in the Nalan Clan, and it had been passed down to her.

"Nalan Ruoxi, I'll give you one last chance. Will you surrender and become a slave, or will your entire clan be destroyed?" Lin Feng smiled coldly.

Nalan Ruoxi's face turned pale, and she gnashed her teeth.

"Hmph! You won't give up until you see the coffin. Do I have to teach you a lesson?" Lin Feng looked glum and attacked again.

Nalan Zhan wanted to stop him, but the strong cultivator of the Purple Holy Land had locked his Qi, and he couldn't move.

Nalan Ruoxi's heart was filled with despair when she saw Lin Feng's attack. She closed her eyes and shivered.

The ancient talisman that she held tightly in her hand suddenly emitted a hazy glow.

At the same time, not far away in the sky, the sky was suddenly torn apart, and a gigantic hole appeared.

A huge spatial crack pierced through half of the sky. That scene shook everyone's hearts. Countless people were shocked and dumbfounded!

"What's that? Is the world going to be destroyed?"

Some strong cultivators of the Eastern Xuan Region were so scared that their faces turned deathly pale. Their eyes were wide open.

Even some people from the Mystic Realm took a deep breath. They were astonished!

At the same time, an arrow which was burning with the fire of the sun abruptly emerged from the depths of the empty space and moved straight towards Lin Feng.

"Who's that?"

Lin Feng's expression changed drastically when he sensed the power of the fire arrow. He hastily turned around to block it.

"Puchi!"

The arrow carried a terrifying power and directly tore one of Lin Feng's arms. Half of his body was instantly charred black.

Lin Feng's face was pale, and he coughed up a large mouthful of blood. He was extremely shocked and couldn't believe it!

Not only him, but everyone present was stunned. They couldn't react at all!

Someone as strong as Lin Feng had been seriously injured in one move. People couldn't believe their eyes!

"Brother Lin Feng!" Zi Yan screamed.

Su Ziqiong's expression also changed. She felt a great threat from that fire arrow!

Just as everyone was shocked, a cold voice suddenly came from the crack in the sky.

"You dare to kill the person my master wants to protect? You don't know how to write the word 'death'!"