If he loses, there’s only one road to death.

"Elder, Wu Liangyu and I voluntarily engage in a duel, why do you interfere?" Lin Feng asked coldly.

"Wu Chen, it’s just a spar, yet you dare to attempt murder. You’re cultivating demon techniques. Have you fallen into darkness?" Wu Yuan shouted angrily.

With one sentence, Wu Yuan not only shirked responsibility for interfering but also accused Lin Feng of falling into darkness.

"Wu Liangyu constantly wants to kill me. Should I let him go?" Lin Feng scoffed, feeling extremely gloomy inside. It’s as if they’re allowed to kill him, but he’s not allowed to retaliate!

"Hmph! Twisting words and logic, sparring should end at the point reached!" Wu Yuan snorted coldly.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, not wanting to argue further. It was pointless! The other party wouldn’t send Wu Liangyu up for him to kill anyway.

Then, Lin Feng looked around at all directions and shouted loudly: "Who else is not satisfied? Come and fight!"

Lin Feng’s shout resonated through the Four Directions, echoing in everyone’s ears, causing many from the Witch Clan to turn somber.

Lin Feng’s demeanor was simply too arrogant, utterly disregarding everything, making people extremely uncomfortable.

Many felt battle intent rising, not for other reasons but just to stomp on Lin Feng’s pride.

Swoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air echoed as another Witch Clan youth from the Martial Emperor Third Layer flew down onto the Battle Platform.

"I will fight you!" The youth was tall and robust, his voice extremely solid.

"Defeat!"

Meeting the youth was a single earth-shattering Sword Qi, stretching miles long, with overwhelming Demon Power and unparalleled Sword Power. Such superb sharpness caused cracks to appear on the Array Formation Shield.

With just one sword strike, the robust youth was cleaved and sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth.

In the ensuing time, one after another, Witch Clan geniuses from the Martial Emperor Third Layer stepped onto the platform, engaging Lin Feng.

But none could match Lin Feng, and no one could withstand three moves from him.

Bam!

Bam!

Bam!

One by one, Witch Clan geniuses were heavily injured, spitting blood and thrown flying.

In a short time, Lin Feng had already defeated more than a dozen Witch Clan geniuses.

His strikes were heavy, without any probing intention. Each move and gesture was unrestrained; the power of the First Layer Heavenly Chaos Demon Technique was immense, further enhanced by numerous Stars and Battle Souls, making formidable geniuses impossible opponents for him.

Of course, Lin Feng only dared to use sword-type Stars and Battle Souls, since there were many Witch Clan elders present, fearing they’d uncover his secrets.

Even without using the Devouring Battle Soul, the ten-plus types of sword-type Stars and Battle Souls elevated his battle power to terrifying levels.

"Who else is not satisfied?" After defeating yet another Witch Clan genius, Lin Feng stood tall on the Battle Platform, loudly challenging.

He refrained from killing, halting his attacks once everyone was defeated.

Knowing Wu Yuan and many elders were present, it was extremely difficult to kill anyone.

Thus, he simply stopped wielding lethal attacks after the defeat.

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s challenge, the Martial Arts Arena grew quiet, many exchanging glances.

Everyone was thoroughly shocked by Lin Feng’s prowess; many secretly wondered how this previously unknown Wu Chen had risen so powerfully?

What demon technique was he cultivating that held such vast strength!

Wu Tianyu showed no expression, his eyelids lowered, cold light flickering in his eyes.

Though Lin Feng’s power was strong, Wu Tianyu felt confident that if he too reached the Martial Emperor Third Layer, he might not be weaker than Lin Feng.

Wu Yuan had long turned livid, a minor Wu Chen was really going to be invincible at the same tier?

"No one dares fight anymore?" Lin Feng voiced again, eyes scanning the audience, no longer willing to continue fighting.

However, having fought until now, naturally, he wanted to sweep all others of the same realm in the Witch Clan, establishing a formidable reputation.

He believed after today’s battle, he’d enter the vision of the Witch Clan’s true high ranks, making it easier to become a Junior General.

At this moment, everyone’s gaze turned to one direction.

It was the very top of the stands, where a young man in a black robe was seated, his lean figure face shrouded under the robe, face obscured.

Lin Feng also turned to look at this person, squinting his eyes slightly.

Searching his memory, he quickly recalled information about this person.

Wu Mo, one of the most powerful geniuses among the Witch Clan in Black Brilliance City, possessing Martial Emperor Third Layer cultivation.

His power was terrifyingly formidable, kills without leaving blood, his methods incredibly eerie, once he strikes there’s no survivor, he’s considered a nightmare to opponents.

Wu Mo’s fame in Black Brilliance City was incredibly high, within the same realm, basically no one could oppose him!

Perhaps a very few held strength not inferior to Wu Mo, yet dared not easily duel him for his uncanny methods ensured death upon defeat.

Wu Mo’s Battle Soul was exceedingly unique, a rarity among billions.

His Battle Soul, was a dream!

Known as the ’Dream Demon Battle Soul’!

Lin Feng’s heart grew slightly heavy; he feared not powerful foes, but eerie methods were troubling to counter.

At this moment, the robed Wu Mo also gazed at Lin Feng, their eyes meeting, shooting invisible sparks.

"You’re very arrogant!" Wu Mo spoke, voice slightly raspy and very stiff.

"Am I?" Lin Feng shrugged, noncommittal.

"I challenge you, dare you accept?"