Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Xiao Jiu looked at Lin Feng and said, "Boss, there is a way, but it’s very troublesome. These demon beasts are scattered. If we don’t gather them together, I can’t do it."

Lin Feng found Xiao Jiu’s words reasonable, but what concerned him now was not the issue of divine sense, but the root of the problem, to find out who exactly was controlling these demon beasts. After thinking for a moment, he said, "To resolve this issue, we must find out the reason why these demon beasts have lost their sanity."

Ma Biaohu looked at Lin Feng helplessly and said, "Boss, the range of these cities is millions of miles in radius. Someone who can control so many demon beasts cannot be ordinary."

Tangyuan looked at Ma Biaohu and said, "Aren’t you stating the obvious! But it’s not impossible to control demon beasts; there are two ways: one is mental control, and the other is through spiritual medicine."

He had seen examples of this in books before, but had never encountered them himself. The premise of both ways is that this person’s strength must be extremely powerful.

At this moment, upon hearing Tangyuan’s words, Xiao Jiu suddenly said, "In my inherited memories, I seem to recall a special Cultivation Technique, perhaps called Thousand Corpses Eternal Art. Back then, someone from our Dragon Clan was controlled by this Cultivation Technique."

What! Lin Feng looked at Xiao Jiu in disbelief upon hearing this. If what Xiao Jiu said was true, then this person is truly terrifying. The Dragon Clan, being born akin to a Demon Emperor, can even be controlled by such a Cultivation Technique. He increasingly felt that this turbulence among the demon beasts was likely caused by this Cultivation Technique Xiao Jiu mentioned. But without any clues, he could only proceed toward the place the demon beasts were gathering.

Along the way, the demon beasts they encountered behaved seemingly crazy. Some rushed toward them but were swatted away by Ma Biaohu, while others just stood there motionless. The closer they got to the gathering place of the demon beasts, the more Lin Feng felt a special aura, the aura emitted by a strong individual.

Lin Feng closed his eyes and extended his Divine Sense, unexpectedly discovering a very peculiar place. This place was a concealed mountain cave, around which only a few demon kings lurked outside, with a dense group of demon kings guarding the periphery not far away. Seeing this scene reminded Lin Feng of similar encounters under the sea before. And the surrounding area of the cave, spanning a few miles, had no demon beasts daring to approach. He felt the person controlling these demon beasts was likely inside this mountain cave.

"Xiao Jiu, roar a Dragon’s Chant in the sky, Dashan and Tangyuan wait outside for me; I’ll go in alone," Lin Feng told Ma Biaohu and the others.

"Got it, Boss." Ma Biaohu and Tangyuan nodded. They knew the boss wanted to enter alone to avoid any danger to them. If there truly was a strong presence inside the cave controlling all the demon beasts’ sanity, their entry would be of no help and would only cause trouble for the boss.

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s arrangement, Xiao Jiu immediately transformed into his original form and soared into the sky.

"Awrooo!"

A Dragon’s Chant resonated throughout the surrounding valleys within thousands of miles, instantly causing those demon beasts originally lying on the ground to stand up, yet without making any movements. They stood there with mouths agape, dazed. Clearly, this roar had deterred them, and their already confused minds were rendered even more stunned.

In this situation, Lin Feng swaggered toward the mountain cave, all the demon beasts he passed appearing as if they couldn’t see him, utterly still as if frozen in place.

The entrance to the cave was well-hidden amidst the trees. Lin Feng cautiously walked in and discovered a hall dozens of meters wide. However, upon entering the hall, he was utterly shocked by the scene before him. The entire hall was piled high with human skeletal remains like mountains, surpassing even Burial Ground City in number. The purpose of the demon beasts’ siege was to plunder corpses; no wonder complete bodies weren’t seen.

At the peak of the skeletal remains hill, an emaciated old man sat atop it, eyes closed, cultivating. This old man looked peculiar, with gray-white hair scattered over his body, appearing extremely terrifying. Standing from a distance, Lin Feng sensed the old man emitting a malevolent aura. He was certain this person was human, but from his appearance to Cultivation Technique, Lin Feng felt this man had a deep connection with the Alien Race.

At this moment, Lin Feng wished not to waste time speaking with the old man. Someone capable of such deeds didn’t deserve to live. Clenching his fists, seven-colored light radiated from him, the Seven-Colored Essence Gang exploded from within, blasting away all the surrounding corpses, ready to attack directly.

"Hehehehehehe..." The old man laughed as he stood up, emanating a black, bizarre aura, while the surrounding corpses released black gas which gathered toward him. In an instant, his previously skeleton-like frame swelled to a normal stature.

Witnessing this, Lin Feng suppressed the Seven-Colored Essence Gang aura around him. He felt the old man was truly strange and needed to find out who he really was, then directly asked, "What is your connection with the Alien Race?"

He could sense the human aura from the old man, as the Alien Race had no heartbeat and wouldn’t have such an aura. However, the Cultivation Technique the old man practiced was very reminiscent of the Alien Race’s Power of Death. He didn’t understand the reason behind this, but he could deduce that this person certainly had ties with the Alien Race.

"Hehehehehehe... You actually know about the Alien Race!" The old man let out another eerie laugh, which echoed in the cave, making listeners feel deeply unsettling.

"I’ve been to Frost Highland, met people from the six Prominent Families. Do you think I’m familiar with the Alien Race?" Lin Feng said, looking into the old man’s eyes. He believed the old man might also be a half-alien, similar to the girl in the ice cave. But the village chief had said such people don’t live long, which was simply too bizarre.

The elder looked at Lin Feng disdainfully, surprised that this guy knew so much. It seemed he couldn’t be allowed to live; he smiled and said to Lin Feng, "Indeed, I have connections with the Alien Race, because my father is an alien, but my master is human."

No matter what that human said, today he would ensure this human was buried here, so it wouldn’t hurt to reveal everything. However, since someone was here, he might as well chat more; it’s been a long time since a living person came by.

Lin Feng looked at the elder and said coldly, "So you’re practicing the Thousand Corpses Eternal Art, aren’t you?"

Though he couldn’t be certain, this cultivation technique seemed so eerie, requiring absorption of corpse energy from bones and manipulation of demon beasts. He guessed it wasn’t far off.

"Oh boy, how do you even know that?" The elder looked at Lin Feng with interest. He became more curious; where did this young man come from, knowing so much? In the entire Myriad Heavens Divine Realm, there were only a handful of people who knew this cultivation technique; he grew more intrigued by Lin Feng.

"Is your master still alive?" Lin Feng asked the elder.

Upon hearing this, a greedy glimmer flashed in the elder’s eyes; he said to Lin Feng with an evil smile, "I absorbed him a long time ago; otherwise, how could I have progressed so swiftly? Hahaha..."

Talking about his master excited him; he absorbed millions of years of cultivation from him in one go, which was incredibly satisfying.

Lin Feng finally understood what was happening. This old guy for selfish reasons had destroyed cities, turning them into mountains of corpses and seas of blood, killing everyone just for cultivation. Such a calamity could not be allowed to remain in the world.

Looking at the elder, Lin Feng said indifferently, "Considering your connections with the Alien Race, I’ll leave you a whole corpse. Commit suicide."

"Who do you think you are?" Hearing Lin Feng speak like that, the elder laughed loudly before shouting at Lin Feng. He couldn’t believe someone dared speak to him like that; he had never seen such a reckless person. He scrutinized Lin Feng and said, "I find your physical body quite good. My body is old now, and you’ve delivered yourself here. I won’t be polite!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the elder’s eyes were filled with murderous intent. Then, a mass of black smoke ignited behind him, which rose rapidly and instantly filled the entire cave with darkness. He raised his hands, and immediately, the surrounding corpses slowly ascended, all floating in mid-air.

This cultivation technique was so eerie!

Lin Feng thought to himself as he witnessed the scene. He had never seen such a cultivation technique, and even the Power of Death from the Alien Race hadn’t given him this feeling. He could sense that the elder’s cultivation technique had extraordinary destructive power, so he became vigilant.

Lin Feng’s eyes closed slightly, his breath slowed, and the Seven-Colored Essence Gang burst forth from his body.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Lin Feng’s body was instantly enveloped in seven-colored light, which filled the space around him with its hues. In a flash, he was suspended in mid-air like a seven-colored sculpture, motionless.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng extended his Divine Sense, instantly covering an area of tens of thousands of miles. The entire cave was shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to discern the old man’s whereabouts. This person’s cultivation technique was really bizarre; extra caution was necessary.

The elder saw Lin Feng’s appearance, a wicked smile appearing on his face. He did not attack but slowly extended the black aura toward Lin Feng. In an instant, the black fog turned into thin threads and drilled into Lin Feng’s Seven-Colored Essence Gang, momentarily mixing with Lin Feng’s Seven-Colored Essence Gang.

The black threads slowly surrounded Lin Feng, but he did nothing to resist, wanting to see what the old man intended to do.

The black threads climbed onto Lin Feng like vines; the Seven-Colored Essence Gang mixed with the black fog made Lin Feng look extremely awkward. Slowly, the black vines drilled into Lin Feng’s head and then disappeared.

"Haha! You are completely under my control now! Obey!" The elder’s expression was ecstatic, his cultivation technique easily controlling anyone. The young body would be his now; thinking about it, he couldn’t help but let out a chilling laugh.