Chapter 6539: The Netherworld Sect’s Determination, the Annihilation Formation

Chapter 6539: The Netherworld Sect’s Determination, the Annihilation Formation

“Little brother Zilin, the deed is done. Please take a look,” Zhao Feng said.

Baili Zilin followed Zhao Feng into the palace that served as a prison. They walked into the deepest area of the palace, where a door stood. A miserable sight awaited them on the other side of the door. There was a massive cage forged out of a treasure.

Imprisoned in the cage were tens of thousands of natural oddities. Some maintained their human form, whereas some had reverted to their original appearances. All of them were injured as if they had suffered cruel torture.

The torture wasn’t just inflicted on their bodies but their souls as well. This was the result of serving as the Netherworld Sectmembers’ cultivation medium.

At this rate, all of them would be tortured to death.

Yet, two treasures inside the cage continued to emanate energy.

One was a powerful control energy that controlled their bodies, preventing them from escaping and ending their own lives.

The other healed them.

Of course, the Netherworld Sect wasn’t healing them out of the kindness of their hearts. They merely wanted the natural oddities to die slower so that they could squeeze every bit of their value out.

The healing energy became the most terrifying torture tool to the natural oddities.

Baili Zilin had grown accustomed to this sight. He wasn’t fazed in the least. He took a casual glance around before his gaze fell upon the center of the prison.

At the center of the prison was a newly constructed formation, which had a person bound in it—Feng Ling.

Zhao Feng walked up to the formation, looked at her, and said, “Feng Ling, how dare you assault my little brother Zilin? Were it left to me, I would have you killed a thousand times over. However, my magnanimous little brother Zilin is willing to grant you a second chance. I’ll ask you right now—will you take this chance or not?”

Feng Ling smiled, “I want...”

That’s all you amount to before the threat of death

, Zhao Feng scoffed in his heart. Had he known that she was so afraid of death, he would have threatened her right from the start instead of treating her so politely.

But Feng Ling continued, “I want you to suffer a fate worse than death.”

Zhao Feng’s disdain was immediately replaced by anger.

“You’re asking for it.” He pointed his token at Feng Ling.

Boom!

The formation was activated.

The sacred item’s energy flowed from the formation into Feng Ling’s body, then out of her body into Zhao Feng’s palm. It only took moments for her face to turn pale. Her muscles tensed up so much that her veins could be seen.

Feng Ling was in tremendous pain. The formation siphoned away her energy and refined it into a cultivation resource for Zhao Feng.

Soon, her hair began turning white from the tip. Her skin began to wither and wrinkle. She was aging at an extremely swift pace.

Even so, she still gritted her teeth and refused to utter a word of plea or let out a groan. Instead, she glared at Zhao Feng.

“I’d like to see how long you can put on that tough front for!”

The anger in Zhao Feng’s eyes flared. He hiked up the intensity of the formation.

“Godbrother, there’s no need for that. You can marry Feng Ling straightaway if you’re truly fond of her. You don’t have to torture her like that for my sake.” Surprisingly, Baili Zilin began speaking up for Feng Ling.

Zhao Feng was taken aback.

Doesn’t Baili Zilin hope for Feng Ling’s death? Isn’t he angry at me because I want to marry Feng Ling? There’s no way someone as vindictive as him can forgive Feng Ling after the latter tried to take his life.

He must be doing it on purpose. It’s a test.

So, Zhao Feng replied with a determined expression, “Little brother Zilin, I don’t care that Feng Ling toys with my feelings, but I can’t forgive her for daring to harm you. From the moment she made a move against you, her fate was sealed. She has to die today, no matter whether she’s willing to marry me or not.”

“Forget it. You can do whatever you want.” Baili Zilin glanced at Feng Ling before walking out.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng’s expression twitched.

He sensed a crack appearing in Feng Ling’s life stone, a sign that she was in danger. At the same time, an invisible aura emerged from the crack and guided him.

“Is it there?”

Following the guidance with his gaze, it led to a place near the sacred item.

So, he formed a hand seal and unleashed a powerful wave of spirit power.

The sacred item’s light intensified. It didn’t take long for Chu Feng and the other Netherworld Sect’s juniors to be concealed under the light.

“Is he finally at his limit? It’s time for his life to come to an end.”

A cold glint flashed across Baili Xukong’s eyes. He had been waiting for this moment. While he couldn’t enter the Undying Starfield and kill Chu Feng in person due to the suppression energy, he had already stationed all available rank one Heavenly God level Netherworld Sectmembers in the sacred item’s vicinity.

In total, they had at least 700 rank one Heavenly Gods gathered here.

Even the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion dispatched 59 rank one Heavenly Dragon World Spiritists.

There was no way someone who hadn’t reached Heavenly God or Heavenly Dragon could escape from such an encirclement.

“Chu Feng is removing the barrier on his own accord,” Jie Tianran suddenly said.

That remark initially had everyone confused.

Why would Chu Feng remove the barrier protecting him on his own accord?

“He must have realized that the sacred item’s power won’t protect him for long, so he’s looking for an opportunity to slip away,” Baili Xukong murmured. So, he projected his voice across the Undying Starfield, “Keep a close eye on him. You absolutely mustn’t allow Chu Feng to escape. Kill him as soon as the barrier unravels!”

Just then, the barrier shrouding Chu Feng and the other Netherworld Sect’s juniors dissipated.

Surprisingly, Cang Li closed his eyes at this moment.

“Now!” Baili Xukong roared.

Countless whizzing noises echoed within the Undying Starfield. Countless dark red martial power scythes of over a thousand meters in length, each one wielding tremendous destructive prowess, surged toward Chu Feng.

This was the Annihilation Formation prepared by the Netherworld Sect’s 700 Heavenly Gods. The sheer prowess of this formation was sufficient to instantly vanquish a smaller realm.

That was also the reason Cang Li closed his eyes.

The Netherworld Sect had over 700 rank one Heavenly Gods in the Undying Starfield; they could have easily killed Chu Feng with any other means, be it through oppressive might, martial power, or martial skills.

There were countless ways they could have specifically targeted Chu Feng.

But to avoid any mishaps, they chose the Annihilation Formation.

Even though they had limited its range to avoid damaging the sacred item, it would still kill all the Netherworld Sect’s juniors who were currently trapped with Chu Feng.

But Chu Feng had to die today. These were necessary sacrifices to make to uphold the Netherworld Sect’s dignity. Cang Li understood that, which was why the only thing he could do was to avert his gaze.

In the face of the Annihilation Formation, Chu Feng fearlessly muttered, “Divine Evasion.”