PMG Chapter 1283: Demon Flute
“He’s also a cultivator of the Tian Qi layer and surprisingly, he’s infinitely stronger than me!” thought Qing Meng Xin. When she first met him, she didn’t think he would be that strong. She didn’t even consider it possible.
She had thought that Lin Feng would only be slightly stronger than her, but now she understood that there was a huge difference between them.
At that moment, the silhouettes of the dead bodies around Lin Feng flickered. Hadn’t those people turned into demon slaves because of the Netherworld Demon Emperor’s song? How come they were now safe and sound?
Lin Feng proudly glanced at the crowd and pulled Qing Meng Xin aside. He didn’t say anything, he had already proved that he was strong enough to be there.
He had managed to kill a cultivator of the fourth Zun Qi layer easily, but maybe he could also defeat cultivators of the fifth Zun Qi layer. Therefore, nobody wanted to gamble by trying to attack him.
Black mages were very mysterious cultivators, they were a symbol of power. Nobody knew who Lin Feng really was, but with his terrifying powers, he could definitely be a cultivator from the Deva-Mara Palace or maybe the descendant of a powerful, mysterious and secret peerless cultivator.
“Let’s destroy the Netherworld Demon Emperor’s cultivation room and see if there are any treasures!” said someone. They descended from the sky and landed on the ruins. Everything was dust and stones now, they saw no treasures.
“It can’t be, there cannot only be a thread of consciousness left by the Netherworld Demon Emperor.” said someone.
“Maybe I should have done the same as Jun Mo Xi and the Tang You You and the others, maybe I should have gone abroad.” thought Qing Meng Xin. She was starting to regret her decision to stay. Maybe she would see Lin Feng, Jun Mo Xi and the others again someday.
“Let’s attack at the same time!” said a cultivator at the top of the Zun Qi layer. Then they all rose up in the air together, condensing energies.
“Listen to me, when I say attack, we attack at the same time.” said the cultivator at the top of the Zun Qi layer. A sun appeared in his hand and flames appeared around his body.
“Attack!” shouted that cultivator. A gigantic sun rose up in the air and fell down on the demon palace.
“Slash, slash…” the sun Qi cleansed the area, burning away everything.
When the effects from the attacks settled, all the ruins had disappeared.
“There’s something!” the crowd yelled.
Deep in the pit, there was a black flute covered with dust. It looked like junk at first.
“Boom!” a terrifying absorbing strength soared and the flute rose up in the air, towards someone.
“Show it to me!” shouted a cultivator at the top of the Zun Qi layer, furiously jumping forwards. He landed in front of the one who had taken the black flute and released fire energies.
“Slash!” a sharp wind surrounded the black flute and made it fly away. The fire had burnt the hand of the one who had tried to take it.
“How shameless!” shouted the cultivator at the top of the Zun Qi layer. He jumped forwards and released more fire.
The one who had tried to take the flute before was sad, actually, his face had turned deathly pale. He didn’t dare fight against that strong cultivator.
The fire cultivator at the top of the Zun Qi layer didn’t have time to pay attention to them anymore. He continued flying towards the black flute, but a gigantic hand appeared in the sky and attempted to grab the flute.
“Move away!” shouted an aggressive voice. The gigantic hand collided with the fire hand that Zun cultivator had created. The energies created by the collision made the flute fly even farther away.
“Slash!” the black flute fell down far off in the distance. The crowd was staring at it and at Lin Feng, who took two steps towards it. The flute had appeared in front of him.
“If someone dares touch it, I’ll kill them!” shouted the strong cultivator who had attacked the fire hand a moment before. He was also a cultivator at the top of the Zun Qi layer.
People appeared behind him. The leader was a young man wearing a long robe and had a bestial look.
“The Netherworld Demon Emperor’s jade flute!” whispered the young man, staring at Lin Feng.
“Bzzz!” someone continued running towards the flute, but at that moment, he realized he wasn’t the only one running at it.
“Dull and stupid, do you want to die?” the cultivator at the top of the Zun Qi layer shook his hand and terrifying marks appeared. The other cultivator gave a horrible shriek, then his body exploded and he died.
“Holy-marks were imbued in that attack!” the crowd was astonished. That cultivator could use holy marks to attack.
“I’m interested in that jade flute!” said the young man running towards the flute. The other people said nothing.
That was a strong cultivator from the Si Kong Clan, a Zun cultivator.
The young man was one of the ten strongest young cultivators from Ba Huang, Si Kong Xiao.
Lin Feng looked at Si Kong Xiao and lowered his head, looking at the jade flute. His eyes were filled with demonic energies when suddenly the flute shook. It was as if the flute had been calling him, the music resonated in Lin Feng’s heart: the Nine Netherworlds Demonic Song.
“Demon flute, that was probably the Netherworld Demon Emperor’s flute!” thought Lin Feng. From the conversation Yan Di and the Netherworld Demon Emperor had, Lin Feng understood that the Netherworld Demon Emperor was the only one who knew the Nine Netherworlds Demonic Song.
Lin Feng crouched down, everybody watched him. Si Kong Xiao looked at him aggressively and said, “Try and touch it! See what happens!”
Lin Feng stopped moving, for only a second. Then, he continued stretching out his hand, slowly towards the demon flute. Then he took it.
The flute was calling Lin Feng.. As Lin Feng took it, an ice-cold Qi surrounded him.