PMG Chapter 1297: Stealing Scriptures
Lin Feng was staring at that illusion when golden lights shined again. Terrifying explosions sounded as the illusion broke. The strong cultivators who were fighting for the one-paged book appeared in Lin Feng’s field of vision again.
“In such a short time, so many cultivators at the top of the Zun Qi layer died!” thought Lin Feng glancing at the crowd. He had seen some cultivators at the top of the Zun Qi layer of the Qi Clan get killed and now even more cultivators at the top of the Zun Qi layer from other groups had been killed.
The strongest group was the group of people from the Celestial Thunder Temple, their group attack was too powerful. Nobody could compete with them so far.
In the distance, there were strong cultivators from the Bestial Imperial Palace who looked furious. If the Taoist monk hadn’t stolen their feather, with their strength, they would have been able to steal some treasures at least.
“Bzzz!” A dazzling light moved towards Lin Feng. He frowned and saw a dazzling, golden silhouette standing in the air above him. It was Mo Peng the great oriental greenfinch roc!
He had noticed that Lin Feng was hiding in the darkness.
Lin Feng raised his head and looked at him indifferently, “What’s up?”
“The Diviner said that the Taoist monk was your protector, just who is he?” asked Mo Peng.
“Eh?” Lin Feng frowned and he said, “Piss off!”
Mo Peng looked furious as he released cold and dazzling energies.
“Mo Peng!” some strong cultivators from Bestial Imperial Palace arrived next to Mo Peng and shook their heads.
“How audacious!” said Mo Peng. He opened his wings and flapped them. His dazzling, golden lights quickly streaked across the sky.
Mo Peng had turned around and left.
Lin Feng looked at him calmly, before saying, “If there’s a next time, I’ll have some roasted great oriental greenfinch roc for dinner.”
Mo Peng stopped in the air and glared at Lin Feng. He wanted to go back and fight Lin Feng already.
“Don’t attack, Mo Peng. You’ll have other opportunities later!” said a strong cultivator from the Bestial Imperial Palace. He sounded scared of Lin Feng. Many people thought Lin Feng was insane. He had even killed Qi Tian Sheng, so he it made sense that he would also kill Mo Peng if he got upset.
“Indeed, Mo Peng, when you’re stronger, Emperor Peng will give you imperial weapons and you’ll be able to fight him and Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword.” said another strong cultivator. Mo Peng wouldn’t definitely kill Lin Feng someday.
Lin Feng turned around and didn’t look at him again. For Lin Feng, Mo Peng was just a bird who thought he was a dragon.
“Boom!” At that moment, a green light appeared and shined on the black ring. Then, the ring surprisingly exploded. The treasures it contained flew in all directions, however, everybody could only see one thing, the one-paged golden booklet. Instantly, all the strong cultivators threw themselves at the booklet.
“It’s falling down!” thought the crowd. The strong cultivators from the Bestial Imperial Palace could move even faster than the others. They were peaking down like an eagle towards a mouse.
“Don’t take it! If you do, everyone will attack you and kill you!” said someone. Without imperial weapons, it was impossible to get it.
“Now!” thought Lin Feng. He jumped forwards and immediately, a sword streaked across the sky.
“Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword, Lin Feng!” the crowd gasped. Lin Feng had taken out Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword at this final moment to steal the book. That bastard! A cultivator of the Tian Qi layer dared confront cultivators at the top of the Zun Qi layer.
“You’re not afraid of dying, it seems!” said a strong cultivator from Tian Long Divine Castle. Lin Feng was quite conceited. What made him think he had any chances to get that treasure?
Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword was a terrifying imperial weapon, everybody was scared of it.
“Stop!” thought Lin Feng. Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword suddenly rotated and created a vortex. All the strong cultivators behind him were suddenly bathing in sword lights. The sky and the sword were one.
Die, die!” shouted some strong cultivators. Everyone started attacking the hurricane. A hole appeared in the hurricane and some of the strong cultivators flew through it. Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword moved back to Lin Feng’s hands. The one-paged scripture was still falling down from the sky.
“Boom!” On the ground, many people ran to catch it. A strong cultivator had jumped and caught it.
“You will die!” said Lin Feng. That was someone from the Bestial Imperial Palace. They wanted to escape from the sword lights, but they were too fast.
“Boom boom boom!” A terrifying Qi dashed to the skies. Lin Feng’s silhouette flickered as he didn’t dare stay there any longer, it was getting too dangerous.
The book continued falling down from the sky and someone else stretched out their hand to catch the book.
“Kacha!” A lightning struck that cultivator and he exploded, the one-paged book continued falling down. However, a pitch-black demon suddenly appeared.
Black robe, long hair, demonic intent. He stretched out his hand and the book fell on it.
“The Netherworld Demon Emperor!” the people in the sky, suddenly stopping. The demon emperor had appeared again, but why?
He was wearing the same black robe, he had the same black hair, his demonic intent was rising to the skies. He looked absolutely terrifying.
“Is that a thread of consciousness left by the demon emperor?” thought the crowd.
“Piss off!” shouted someone indifferently.
“Bzzz!” At that moment, someone threw themselves at the Netherworld Demon Emperor. However, the Netherworld Demon Emperor looked at that person and they were suddenly petrified. The cultivator’s body was suddenly surrounded by black energies and he was turning into a demonic slave.
“Ah…” that person gave a horrible shriek and ran around like a madman. The crowd gulped down, their faces turned deathly pale. Was that really the Netherworld Demon Emperor?
“I don’t believe you, die!” shouted someone else furiously. Many others threw themselves at the Netherworld Demon Emperor.
The Netherworld Demon Emperor raised his head and glanced at them. Instantly, demonic Qi began corroding their souls.
“Commit suicide!” said a deep, demonic voice. Many people started convulsing violently. Those whose bodies were corroded by the demonic Qi were killing themselves and slowly collapsing.
The Netherworld Demon Emperor was still standing there.
“You all want to die.” said an ice-cold voice.
“Escape!” shouted people furiously. The crowd was terrified as they ran away in all directions.
Once they left, the Netherworld Demon Emperor disappeared back into the darkness.
The crowd hadn’t noticed that there was someone who was hiding in the darkness and who was laughing now. It was Lin Feng. And those people who had just killed themselves were the dead bodies he was controlling!
Now, the Netherworld Demon Emperor had the one-paged scripture, so it had nothing to do with Lin Feng, right?