Eons Venerable Lord

All the sword beams and shadows of the Rakshasa Ghost Sword Formation were projected into his sea of consciousness, and every movement was clearly visible in his line of sight, as if there was no cover at all.    

    

At a certain moment, the corner of Ling Feng's mouth suddenly curved up. He suddenly opened his eyes, and two bright beams shot out. At the same time, he waved his hands, and four strange objects shot out. They shot directly to the four corners, which happened to be arranged in four directions: north, south, east, and west. The handle quickly merged into the void.    

    

"Four Inages Fatal Formation, activate!"    

    

With a loud shout, a deep and furious roar was heard, along with a clear and crisp sound. It made Liang Zishan's expression change, "What's going on? What kind of formation is this?"    

    

Before he could react, he saw four huge ferocious beasts appearing in the sky above the formation.    

    

The green dragon roared, emitting a powerful dragon's might; the white tiger roared. The fierce and fierce aura swept across the place. The vermilion bird cried and a sea of fire swept across its body. Dense water vapor rose up, giving off the sound of the ocean waves.    

    

"It's over! Old dog, do you think a small array formation can kill me?"    

    

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled up. Coupled with his blood-soaked appearance, he looked somewhat ferocious.    

    

Liang Zishan's facial expression changed dramatically. He could feel the powerful Qi coming from Ling Feng's formation. A strong sense of crisis was spreading in his heart. It wasn't just him. The expressions of the other True Martial Stage warriors changed dramatically and turned pale.    

    

"Old Liang, what's going on?" The old Martial King warrior from before had a shocked expression on his face. He couldn't understand why Ling Feng would use such a powerful formation.    

    

"I still want to know what's going on!" Liang Zishan was furious. Ling Feng had been calling him like an old dog all this time, and it had completely made him lose his patience. Furthermore, the formation that Ling Feng had set up made him unable to resist at all.    

    

"Die! Kill, kill, kill!"    

    

The word 'kill' was spat out from Ling Feng's mouth. Four symbols fell from the sky in an instant. The Rakshasa Ghost Sword Formation was destroyed in a frenzy, and dozens of True Martial Stage warriors couldn't withstand it at all. More than half of them were killed in an instant. Only a few of them tried their best. They were lucky enough to escape this disaster.    

    

Even Liang Zishan and the other Martial King old man were sent flying with blood spurting out of their mouths. They crashed into the wall of the cell, creating two big holes.    

    

The chaotic flow of swords was blown away, continuously cutting the cell. The entire cell exploded in an instant, and even the entire underground prison was affected. The cell doors that were built with Thousand Year Cold Iron outside were all destroyed, and people with disheveled hair rushed out one by one.    

    

"I'm free, I'm free!"    

    

"I didn't expect that I would be able to regain my freedom while I was still alive!"    

    

"Damn the Haotian Sect! Today, I'm free again! I'm going to turn the entire Haotian Sect upside down!"    

    

"That's right! Kill them all! Kill all these bastards from the Haotian Sect!"    

    

Some of them had been imprisoned here for countless years. The hatred that had accumulated in their hearts had completely erupted at this moment. The torture that the Haotian Sect had inflicted on them all these years, they only wanted to do it a hundred times, a thousand times more. Even if it was ten thousand times.    

    

"It's over, it's over! It's over!"    

    

The Martial King old man's face instantly turned pale. With so many prisoners being released, how could the entire Haotian Sect be able to withstand it?    

    

One should know that each and every one of these cells was a powerful and ferocious existence. Otherwise, they wouldn't be locked up in this underground prison.    

    

After being tortured by the Haotian Sect for so many years, it was imaginable how much hatred they had for the Haotian Sect had reached. Now that they had regained their freedom, how could they possibly let the Haotian Sect go?    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Liang Zishan was completely dumbfounded. He had never thought that this would be the result. Or perhaps, he had never imagined that Ling Feng would have such strength.    

    

He was using the Rakshasa Ghost Sword Formation this time. Even the mountain guarding formation was not inferior to it.    

    

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at Ling Feng, who was covered in blood. This kid had the strength to sweep across the entire Haotian Sect! This... How is this possible? How old is he? Sixteen years old!    

    

"Old dog! Didn't you say you wanted to kill me? If you don't kill me, I swear I'm not a human? "    

    

Ling Feng didn't care about the chaotic situation outside. Instead, he slowly walked towards Liang Zishan. His pair of pitch-black eyes only had a blood-red light in them. It was like the eyes of the god of death, causing Liang Zishan to feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His entire body started trembling.    

    

"You... What do you want to do!?" Liang Zishan's voice was trembling.    

    

"What do you want?"    

    

Ling Feng smiled disdainfully, "Since you can't kill me today, you might as well stop being a human!"    

    

As soon as Ling Feng finished his words, he didn't hesitate at all. He punched Liang Zishan's head, causing his brain to explode and spray out. He didn't dodge, causing his brain to splash all over his body.    

    

"And you! My Great Elder Zhou!"    

    

Ling Feng turned around and looked at the motionless figure in another corner.    

    

"Stop pretending. My Great Elder Zhou, although you are injured, you are still alive. Do you think you can fool me?" Ling Feng revealed a sarcastic smile. Zhou Pingshu was also among the people who had set up the formation, but now he was pretending to be dead.    

    

"Ling Feng, don't, don't kill me. Everything was ordered by Great Elder Liang. I just..."    

    

Zhou Pingshu wanted to beg for mercy, but Ling Feng didn't bother to waste any time talking to him. He simply stomped on his head and crushed it.    

    

The Martial King elder who was still lying on the ground and couldn't move was scared out of his wits. He no longer had the dignity of a supreme elder or a Martial King expert. There was only fear and fear in his eyes.    

    

He had cultivated for more than a hundred years. He had never thought that he would die in the hands of a young one day.    

    

"Little kid, don't do anything too excessive. If you have to forgive someone, you have to forgive them!"    

    

Just as Ling Feng was about to blow up the Martial King elder's head with a punch, an aged and ethereal voice came from somewhere.    

    

When the Martial King elder heard this voice, he immediately revealed a joyful expression, "Great Grand Elder..."