All Chapters of Immortal: Chapter 251
- Chapter 260
285 chapters
251. Old Faces, Old Grudges [I]
Li Chan's unusual behavior quickly caught the attention of He Jin, Wang Mu, and the others. The group all looked over and stopped trying to capture the wildebeest herd. The tremors on the ground gradually subsided, and the wildebeest herd quickly disappeared around the wall of fire in front of them. Lin Feng and Han Zhong exchanged a glance. Since they had been discovered, they decided to walk up openly and honestly. "So it was you two! Heh heh, Han Zhong, I never expected to run into you here!" He Jin's tone was somewhat unfriendly. He had always been at odds with Han Zhong. He glared at the latter, then his gaze lingered on Lin Feng, looking him up and down. The more he looked, the more surprised he became. "Tsk tsk, not bad, really not bad! Lin Feng, what realm have you broken through to now?" As a steward of the Divine Fire Pavilion, He Jin possessed a keen eye. With just a glance, he noticed that Lin Feng was quite different. During the Immortal Sect's assessment, Lin Fen
252. Old Faces, Old Grudges [II]
"Stewards, your status is extraordinary, representing your respective sects, and you cannot easily intervene. How about we, the newly initiated young disciples, spar on your behalf?" Li Chan also stepped forward, feigning a helpful mediation, but his only remaining eye was fixed on Lin Feng, filled with rage and long-suppressed hatred. A disciple of the prestigious Li family of Lin'an, and the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei of the Great Han Kingdom, was actually inferior to a village boy from a remote mountain village in the immortal sect's assessment! In the immortal sect assessment, it was one thing that his cultivation was inferior to Lin Feng's, but he also lost an eye to Lin Feng, turning from a handsome young nobleman into a one-eyed dragon. How could he not avenge this? Li Chan's face appeared calm, devoid of the initial urge and ferocity he displayed upon first meeting, but his gaze was extremely sharp, like a razor-sharp knife piercing Lin Feng's heart. Influenced by H
253. Old Faces, Old Grudges [III]
The cold wind howled bitterly, but instead of extinguishing the raging fireball, it made the fire burn even more fiercely. Was this the killing move of another hidden immortal sect, the Divine Fire Pavilion? Lin Feng was also somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that Li Chan, this playboy, would have mastered such skills in just a few months! Before, Li Chan was a carefree and irresponsible guy. His cultivation level wasn't low, but it was all show and no substance. He was a typical example of forcing growth. Now, however, he was completely different. He was ambitious and made rapid progress. He had undergone a tremendous change after entering the Divine Fire Pavilion! The blazing fireball drew ever closer. Han Zhong's face was solemn as he reached out and placed his hand on the long sword hanging at his waist, while the Divine Fire disciples standing behind Hejin cheered. Lin Feng stood motionless, carefully observing the Divine Fire Pavilion's techniques. Just as the first fi
254. Old Faces, Old Grudges [IV]
Among the four hidden immortal sects, the Divine Fire Pavilion made the fastest progress in the early stages, and possessed a unique trump card: various self-destructible divine fire artifacts. With enough money, they could collect all sorts of rare and precious materials to forge incredibly powerful weapons. Not to mention opponents of equal cultivation, even experts with significantly higher cultivation levels would give them a wide berth. Although Lin Feng was outstanding, what is his cultivation level? With only the third level of the Innate Realm, his cultivation level was still below mine. If he suddenly encountered a divine fire artifact, he was doomed. If I couldn't beat him, I'll just bury him in money. Li Chan raised his head and let out a long roar, overwhelmed with excitement. He had suppressed his emotions for so long, enduring humiliation and cultivating relentlessly since entering the immortal sect. Now, he had finally avenged himself and achieved his long-cherishe
255. Old Faces, Old Grudges [V]
A strong wind rushed towards my face, and the blade's edge was blinding.Previously, Lin Feng had only defended and not attacked, deliberately wanting to witness the power of the Divine Fire Pavilion's techniques. Even when Li Chan unleashed his Divine Fire artifact to self-destruct, he didn't dodge or stop him, but instead fully activated his Immortal Dragon Body to withstand the attack. After witnessing Li Chan's strongest strike, he decided to counterattack, going all out with no defense. His immense true energy swirled within him, rushing towards the blade's edge, and in an instant, he instinctively unleashed the Heaven-Defying Blade Technique.The boy had not arrived, nor had the strike, but a strong, unprecedented sense of danger rose in Li Chan's mind.Lin Feng's strike was faster than lightning, so fast that Lin Feng didn't even have time to react. In particular, the glint of light that appeared on the Black Water Heavy Blade stung his eyes and left his mind almost blank.Aft
256. Not On The Same Level
Lin Feng's speed was incredibly fast. He practically became one with his blade as he burst out of the last fireball. The Black Water Heavy Blade, weighing over a thousand pounds, landed heavily on Li Chan, sending him flying. "Ah... Lin Feng, you dare to kill me?" Li Chan screamed in agony, blood gushing from his chest, feeling as if Lin Feng was about to cleave him in two with a single blow. Lin Feng remained silent, demonstrating his stance through his actions. Before Li Chan, who had been sent flying by a single strike, could even land, Lin Feng followed closely with another slash, followed by another piercing scream echoing through the canyon. "Aaargh……" Li Chan could no longer remain defiant; all that remained were his piercing screams and boundless fear. In front of Han Zhong, the deacon representing the Celestial Blade Sect, one could bring up one's background and force Han Zhong to consider the overall situation and be cautious; but this trick was completely useless in
257. Ways of Maneuvers [I]
The vast Demon Refining Rift Valley, like an endless dragon, winds its way across the land, with dense forests stretching as far as the eye can see from the mountaintop. Lin Feng and Han Zhong moved with incredible speed, disappearing into the dense forest like birds in the blink of an eye. "Lin Feng, this won't do. The Demon Refining Field is teeming with monsters, and it gets more and more dangerous the further we go. What if Gao Fei and Lu Zichuan really catch up with us? Wouldn't we be caught in a pincer attack?" Not long after rushing into the dense forest, Han Zhong suddenly stopped, looking worried. Lin Feng stopped and asked in return, "Senior Brother Zhong, under normal circumstances, what are our chances of winning if the two of us face off against Gao Fei and Lu Zichuan head-on?" “In the wild, if only Lu Zichuan makes a move, we still have a chance of winning; but if Gao Fei makes a move himself, we are definitely going to lose, even if the two of us attack together,
258. Ways of Maneuvers [II]
About seven or eight miles behind the dense forest, Gao Fei, who had been cautiously following along, suddenly looked up. Lu Zichuan, his face grim, kicked a rock that had rolled to the side of him. Just moments before, he had accidentally bumped into a vine and nearly been hit on the head by this rock that had fallen from the sky. "Damn it, this is a trap! It has to that despicable Lin Feng!" Lu Zichuan gritted his teeth, even more furious with Lin Feng's endless tricks. As a highly skilled cultivator from a prestigious sect, he never imagined that Lin Feng would set such a trap. The dense forest was dark and dimly lit; these simple traps, devoid of any visible energy fluctuations, were precisely the easiest to fall into! "Shut up, they're right ahead, let's chase them!" Gao Fei let out a sharp shout and leaped away. Behind him, Lu Zichuan reacted and followed closely. Sure enough, after running for a while, he clearly sensed Lin Feng's presence. Almost at the same time, Lin Feng
259. Warning Ambush [I]
The melting snow on the high mountains converges into rivers, flowing down from the mountains and bringing waves of cold air with its ceaseless flow.On both sides of the riverbank were vast stretches of muddy tidal flats, where in many places, stepping into the mud would plunge you up to your thighs. Walking in these places, even the most agile person would find it difficult to leave no trace."Those two must have come out of the water." Lu Zichuan glanced at the silt on both sides of the riverbank, completely certain, then carefully examined the river at his feet. "Senior Brother Gao Fei, look, although the river isn't wide, it's not shallow. I'm sure those two haven't gone far; they're lurking underwater! Once we force them out, we should break their legs first!"Lu Zichuan, filled with murderous intent, viciously swept the river surface back and forth, searching for Lin Feng and Han Zhong.Within the sect, bound by sect rules and regulations, they were always restrained and unable
260. Warning Ambush [II]
The Blackwater Heavy Blade, weighing over a thousand pounds, whistled through the air, creating a powerful gust of wind. A small but incredibly dazzling blade light appeared on its edge. The heavy blade, with lightning speed, slashed down towards Lu Zichuan's waist, intending to cut him in two. True energy swirled within his body, flowing directly to the blade in his hand. Moving like the wind and striking with lightning speed, in an instant, Lu Zichuan, suspended in mid-air, had nowhere to hide! "Lin Feng? Kid, I'll fight you to the death." Lu Zichuan gritted his teeth and raised his sword to parry, intending to cut the long sword in Lin Feng's hand in one stroke. Although the attack came suddenly and he was caught off guard, he reacted quickly. The two blades clashed, producing a sharp, piercing sound. Lu Zichuan gritted his teeth, but to his surprise, not only did he fail to cut off the Black Water Heavy Blade in Lin Feng's hand, but his own longsword was also deflected. Then,