Chapter 11

Three days later, in Lin Feng's room, the essence of heaven and earth was extremely dense, with a faint misty luster.

Around Lin Feng's body, the illusory dark martial soul blended with the substantial essence of heaven and earth. If Lin Feng could see his martial soul, he would find that the shadow of his dark martial soul seemed clearer, and the shadow faintly had a human form.

At this moment, the essence of heaven and earth emitted a dense light, which then completely entered Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng's eyes suddenly opened, his gaze sharp, and the aura he emitted became much stronger.

"Using three Reversion Pills, I finally successfully advanced to the Eighth Level of the Qi Martial Realm." A hint of a smile flashed across Lin Feng's eyes. He was originally at the middle level of the Seventh Level of the Qi Martial Realm, not the peak, and there was still a distance to the Eighth Level. The three Reversion Pills were worth it to help him advance.

"If I were to fight a Ninth Level Qi Martial Realm cultivator now, I should have quite a few tricks up my sleeve." When he was at the Seventh Level, using the Ninth Wave Technique, he could only exert 8,500 pounds of force, and using the Thunderclap Sword Technique, his destructive power could barely reach 9,000 pounds. However, his opponent was also a cultivator, so he was heavily suppressed by the Ninth Level Qi Martial Realm cultivator. But now, he was confident in a battle.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng walked out of the room. It was morning, and the autumn sun shone on him, giving a warm feeling.

"Waste, you finally deigned to come out."

A voice came, ruining Lin Feng's good mood.

"Lin Heng." Lin Feng's gaze turned, and he saw Lin Heng standing a few dozen meters away, arms crossed, back turned, looking lazy.

The Yunhai Sect had a rule that disciples could not forcibly enter others' rooms or make noise outside, as many people liked to cultivate in their rooms, and being interrupted could have serious consequences. Therefore, this rule was very strict, and Lin Heng did not dare to break it, so he had waited for Lin Feng for two days.

Turning around, Lin Heng stared at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with killing intent. Three days ago, he received a letter from home. His father said that the waste, Lin Feng, had injured his younger brother, Lin Yun, and also insulted his father and brother, asking Lin Heng to find a way to deal with Lin Feng.

"I heard that your cultivation improved significantly after you came back to life last time. Do you dare to go to the Wind Cloud Gorge with me for a battle?" Lin Heng said coldly.

Lin Feng sneered inwardly. Last time, Lin Heng had tricked him into the Wind Cloud Gorge, where he was beaten almost to death by Lin Heng, left barely alive. However, he was not killed because the sect had a rule that no one could kill a fellow disciple outside the Life and Death Platform.

Actually, beating someone almost to death already violated the sect's rules, but since Lin Feng was just a Fifth Level Qi Martial Realm waste, and Lin Heng was at the Eighth Level, who would care? In this world, the strong ruled, and this was both the main theme and the unwritten rule. Rules were dead, but people were alive.

"It's time to settle this score." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. The previous Lin Feng had died because of Lin Heng, which allowed him to take over this body. Today, he would avenge the previous self.

Lifting his foot, Lin Feng walked straight ahead.

"Waste, you're afraid?" Lin Heng sneered when he saw Lin Feng ignore him.

"Didn't you say to go to the Wind Cloud Gorge?" Lin Feng's indifferent voice came, making Lin Heng pause for a moment, then a cruel smile appeared on his face. A waste was still a waste. Last time, he almost died, and this time, he was still so stupid. This time, he would not give Lin Feng any chance. Even if he did not kill Lin Feng in the Wind Cloud Gorge, he would wait until Lin Feng was severely injured and leave the Yunhai Sect to finish him off.

There were many corridors and passages leading to the Wind Cloud Gorge, and there were also iron chains connecting from above to the gorge. Those with excellent lightness skills could jump directly down from above the gorge.

With Lin Feng's current strength, he could easily jump down using his lightness skills, but he did not do so. Instead, he slid down the iron chain into the Wind Cloud Gorge. If he showed too high a level of lightness skills and frightened Lin Heng, it would not be good.

"Waste is still a waste, needing to rely on external objects to enter the gorge." Lin Heng sneered, watching Lin Feng's landing position, then leaped like a great bird spreading its wings, directly descending from a hundred meters high. His body was graceful and light, and when he landed, his toes barely touched the ground, sinking a foot into the ground.

"Such excellent lightness skills, who is that?" Someone on the cliff above saw Lin Heng jump down and couldn't help but praise.

"I know him, he is Lin Heng, at the Eighth Level of the Qi Martial Realm, very powerful." Someone responded.

The vision and hearing of martial cultivators were very good, so even from a hundred meters high, they could see the figures in the gorge, though somewhat blurry.

At this moment, Lin Feng and Lin Heng landed on a sand dune in the gorge. The surroundings were desolate, and some sect disciples passing by stopped to watch the confrontation between Lin Feng and Lin Heng with interest.

"Ha ha, I never thought you, a waste, would dare to come down. Last time you didn't die completely, today, I will make you die again." Lin Heng laughed, a very arrogant laugh. Once Lin Feng stepped into the Wind Cloud Gorge, life and death were decided by him, Lin Heng, because he was stronger than Lin Feng.

"You can try." Lin Feng did not bother to say more. Lin Heng had tried to kill him several times, and today, he would settle all old and new accounts.

"A waste dares to be so arrogant, thinking he is something just because he defeated my brother, Lin Yun. Today, I will show you how powerful the Eighth Level of the Qi Martial Realm is. You, Lin Feng, are still a waste."

As Lin Heng spoke, he took a step forward, heading toward Lin Feng. It was a simple punch, directly aimed at Lin Heng's face. In his view, Lin Feng, the waste, could be dealt with in one punch.

Lin Feng raised his hand, his palm extended, and caught Lin Heng's fist.

Seeing this, Lin Heng couldn't help but sneer. This waste actually wanted to block his fist with his palm. Was that possible?

"Shatter!" A white light burst from Lin Heng's hand, and a powerful force erupted from his fist, intending to shatter Lin Feng's palm.

"You're overthinking it." Lin Feng said calmly, and a more powerful force burst from his palm. At this moment, Lin Heng felt as if he was facing a storm in the ocean, fierce and overwhelming. Not only did it neutralize his force, but the wave also spread up his arm, making his right hand swell, a combination of hardness and softness.

"How is this possible?" Lin Heng's mind was in turmoil, feeling the incomparable pressure from his hand. His body quickly retreated, the force like a wave, becoming more and more intense.

"Want to retreat now?" Lin Feng's face was cold, his palm tightly gripping Lin Heng's fist, and his body closely following Lin Heng, their positions almost unchanged.

"Crack!" A crisp sound was drowned out. Lin Heng felt an incomparable pain in his arm, his tendons and bones almost bursting. He wanted to release his fist, but he couldn't. He wanted to use his lightness skills to distance himself from Lin Feng, but he couldn't, because the other's lightness skills were no less than his, and even stronger, allowing him to stay close.

Seeing the cold smile on Lin Feng's face, Lin Heng suddenly felt a strong fear. Was Lin Feng playing with him?

When did this waste surpass him? Lin Heng felt his mind about to collapse.

"It's time to end this." Lin Feng smiled coldly, and the Ninth Wave Technique was fully unleashed, nearly 9,000 pounds of force applied to Lin Heng's body, making him fall to the ground, spitting out fresh blood. His arm felt an incomparable pain, his tendons and bones bursting.

"You are my third uncle's son, my cousin, but your family colluded with Lin Badao, coveting the position of the family head, disregarding family ties, repeatedly insulting me, and even trying to kill me twice. You are heartless, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

Lin Feng looked at the fallen Lin Heng coldly, and for those who tried to kill him, he would repay them in kind.

"Don't, Brother Feng, I am your cousin, please spare me." Lin Heng, sensing the coldness from Lin Feng, understood the situation and panicked.

"When you tried to kill me, did you think about being my cousin?" Lin Feng said no more, and the Ninth Wave Technique struck Lin Heng, making him scream in pain, his face pale.

"Disabling your cultivation, now you are a true waste."

Lin Feng waved his hand and turned to leave. The Eighth Level Qi Martial Realm cultivators watching from a distance avoided him, as disabling cultivation was more painful than death for a martial cultivator.

"Lin Feng, you actually disabled my cultivation, you will not have a good end." Lin Heng roared viciously, his heart filled with despair. Now, he had become a complete waste. He hated Lin Feng and his father, and regretted not waiting a few more days before acting. His cousin, Lin Qian, had become a Spirit Martial Realm cultivator, and her martial soul had awakened. She was valued in the Bright Moon Sect. Learning that Lin Hai had injured her father, Lin Badao, Lin Qian planned to come to the Yunhai Sect to kill Lin Feng herself.

Unfortunately, he thought he could deal with Lin Feng on his own, leading to this situation. Lin Heng was filled with hatred.