Chapter 48

Amidst the laughter, Liu Yang waved his hand, and nine blood-red banners flew out.

Lin Feng watched as the nine blood-red banners hovered in mid-air above the blood lake. The blood-red banners seemed to resonate with the polluted blood in the lake. The polluted blood in the lake slowly undulated, as if it were a living being, breathing in and out with a wondrous rhythm. The blood-red banners in the air moved without wind, fluttering and undulating, their rhythm in perfect sync with the polluted blood in the lake. They resonated with each other, their movements becoming even more intense and obvious.

"These nine blood-red banners are actually refined with the true water of the Blood River?" Lin Feng thought to himself, "This is a genuine demonic artifact. I didn't expect this kid to have such a trick up his sleeve."

Liu Yang glanced at Lin Feng and chuckled strangely, "I obtained these artifacts from a demon cultivator I killed a few days ago. They are refined with the polluted blood from this Netherworld Blood River."

Watching the nine blood-red banners floating over the Netherworld Blood River, Lin Feng's expression remained calm, but cold sweat had already appeared in his palms. "This guy is highly cultivated and has such powerful artifacts. If I hadn't planned this, I would be dead for sure today."

"But no matter how cunning you are, you still have to drink my foot-washing water!"

Lin Feng stood on the stone beam and bowed respectfully, "I wish you success, Immortal Sir!"

Liu Yang smiled indifferently. He was proud but not foolish. The problem was that Lin Feng's cultivation at the tenth level of Qi Condensation was like a mortal to him, a mere finger could crush him.

For opponents of similar strength, Liu Yang would naturally be cautious, but with such a huge gap, he saw no need to overthink. "There's nothing else here that can threaten me besides this Netherworld Blood River. Now, with these nine Blood River Banners forming an array to protect me, I don't have to worry about the polluted blood corrupting my magical power. It's foolproof!"

With that thought, Liu Yang snorted and stepped forward, directly entering the blood lake.

Lin Feng stood on the stone beam, outwardly calm and composed, but inwardly extremely tense. Now that Liu Yang had entered the blood lake, Lin Feng immediately felt a sense of relief. He watched as Liu Yang stood in the center of the blood lake, the nine blood-red banners surrounding him, protecting him from the surging polluted blood.

Lin Feng sneered inwardly, "He really thinks this is his home turf?"

As soon as Liu Yang entered the blood lake, the lake, filled with polluted blood, began to boil and churn violently, with large blood bubbles bursting frequently.

Liu Yang laughed, his demeanor relaxed. He raised his hand and formed a seal, and the nine Blood River Banners around him began to sway. A faint blackish-purple, dark blood light flowed on the banners.

As the blood light flowed, it gradually merged and seeped into the Netherworld Blood River beneath Liu Yang's feet. Instantly, the boiling blood lake began to calm down. Seeing this, Liu Yang couldn't help but smile smugly and looked up at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was also smiling, but it was a far cry from his previous humble and respectful smile. It was a smile of utter arrogance and defiance.

Liu Yang's expression darkened, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Feng laughed, "I'm laughing because the show is just beginning. The best part is yet to come."

As he spoke, Lin Feng stomped his foot hard, shattering the stone beam he was standing on. Countless pieces of stone rained down into the blood lake.

Liu Yang's brows furrowed, and his face showed a mix of shock and anger.

But soon his eyes narrowed. He suddenly noticed that after Lin Feng shattered the stone beam, a skeleton and a black flag were revealed within the beam.

The skeleton emitted a faint golden light, and Liu Yang knew that this was the result of a Golden Core cultivator's death, where the Golden Core's power remained and fused with the body, similar to the Buddhist relics.

But what Liu Yang was more concerned about was the black flag.

The black flag looked extremely ordinary, with no magical power fluctuations, which was why Liu Yang hadn't noticed it before.

This black flag was precisely the Black Cloud Banner that Lin Feng was after.

The Black Cloud Banner was not at the bottom of the blood lake but in the stone beam above it.

Seeing the skeleton and the Black Cloud Banner, Liu Yang realized he had been tricked. But before he could react, Lin Feng, after shattering the stone beam, immediately grabbed the flagpole and pulled the Black Cloud Banner out of the rubble.

The moment Lin Feng pulled out the Black Cloud Banner, it was as if he had thrown a spark into a pot of oil. The entire underground palace shook violently, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting.

Liu Yang's expression changed drastically. He tried to fly out of the blood lake, but the Netherworld Blood River, which he had previously controlled, suddenly rebelled.

Countless streams of polluted blood erupted like a volcanic eruption!

At this moment, the previously unremarkable Black Cloud Banner began to emit a strong magical power, with black light flowing, revealing its true form.

Lin Feng watched this scene and smiled silently, confirming his suspicions.

The Netherworld Blood River was not an ordinary river. Its characteristic was to pollute and devour all living beings, making it extremely dangerous. Once it crossed from the Netherworld Yellow Springs to the human world, it would cause great disasters, wreaking havoc everywhere.

However, for so long, the Netherworld Blood River had not spread to the surface but was forced to flow underground. The reason was the remains of Black Cloud Zhenren and the Black Cloud Banner.

Although Black Cloud Zhenren was a solitary cultivator, his compassion for all beings was worthy of everyone's admiration. When he accidentally opened a spatial rift to the Netherworld Yellow Springs, causing the Blood River to invade the human world, he did not shirk his responsibility but sealed the breach with his own power.

If not for the suppression of Black Cloud Zhenren's remains and the Black Cloud Banner, the Netherworld Blood River would have long flooded the capital of the Great Zhou Empire.

Over the years, a delicate but fragile balance had formed between the remains and the Netherworld Blood River. They remained in equilibrium.

Therefore, the magical power of the Black Cloud Banner did not leak out, and even a Golden Core cultivator like Liu Yang could not detect its presence, as the Black Cloud Banner's power was neutralized by the Netherworld Blood River.

Now that Lin Feng had pulled out the Black Cloud Banner, the Netherworld Blood River, no longer suppressed, erupted like a caged beast.

Liu Yang was in a panic. The polluted blood around him surged like a flood, and the nine Blood River Banners, which were like flickering candles in the wind, not only failed to help him but seemed ready to return to the Netherworld Blood River.

Liu Yang had not cultivated the Blood River secret technique. When the Netherworld Blood River was calm, he could still protect himself with the Blood River Banners, but now that the river was in a frenzy, he was in grave danger.

Liu Yang's eyes turned bloodshot, and he glared at Lin Feng, "You Daoist, die!" Ignoring the polluted blood that had already contaminated his magical power, Liu Yang slapped his sword scabbard, and a beam of sword light, even more violent than the Blood River, shot straight at Lin Feng.

The Shaoshang Sword, the most dominant among the six sword techniques of Mount Shu, was also the most dominant sword technique in the world!

Before the sword light even emerged from the scabbard, Lin Feng felt himself enveloped by an extremely cold killing intent, as if his soul was about to freeze. A thought uncontrollably surfaced in his mind: "Don't dodge, there's no point. Such a powerful sword light will surely kill me..."

When the sword light finally appeared before him, Lin Feng, paralyzed by the sword's momentum, felt his thoughts come to a halt. Even the sword wind, without touching his body, was enough to tear him apart.

If he had not been prepared, Lin Feng would have undoubtedly died under Liu Yang's vengeful strike.

But now, he smiled, even waving goodbye to Liu Yang.

"Friend, you're a good person. If it weren't for you, I would have had a headache figuring out how to seal the Netherworld Blood River after taking the Black Cloud Banner. Thank you!"

As he spoke, Lin Feng lightly waved the Black Cloud Banner, and a black light shone, breaking through the void and enveloping Lin Feng, making him disappear without a trace.

"No!!!"

Liu Yang watched in near-despair as Lin Feng vanished, his powerful and dominant sword light only slicing through the air.

The next moment, he was swallowed by the surging blood sea.

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"If I don't die, I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and tear you to pieces!"

Liu Yang's furious roar still echoed in the air. Lin Feng scratched his ear, "You should first take over for the Black Cloud Banner and suppress that Netherworld Blood River for me."

He hadn't expected to kill Liu Yang so easily. Otherwise, he would have had to deal with the flooding Netherworld Blood River after taking the Black Cloud Banner.

This was perfect. With Liu Yang as a scapegoat, he would have to desperately suppress the surging Blood River to save himself, making the Netherworld Blood River his prison.

Lin Feng sincerely sighed, "What a good person! There are so few people who benefit others at their own expense. Otherwise, this would be a much happier and better world."

As for whether Liu Yang would eventually break free, that was beyond Lin Feng's control for now. It was both a pressure and a driving force, urging him to quickly improve his strength.

The most important thing now was to find his three unfortunate disciples.

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