Chapter 1722: My Home Ground
"Ling Feng, be careful. Someone's coming this way!"
At that moment, Despicable Donkey suddenly spoke up in warning.
Within the fourth level of the underground palace, Ling Feng's spiritual consciousness had been suppressed to the extreme. Even the detection abilities of Boundless Vision were almost completely blocked. Only Despicable Donkey's senses remained as sharp as ever.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and drew the Eradicator of Realms, instantly raising his guard.
In the next moment, a blurry figure rapidly approached.
It was a grotesque and hideous face, radiating an aura of despair and death.
Ling Feng's pupils contracted sharply.
His sword swept through the air, and he immediately unleashed a strike.
"Scorching Sky Blaze!"
The tyrannical flames of the Fourth-Phase Devouring Flame surged forth together with the sword qi of Scorching Sky Blaze.
The approaching figure clearly had not expected that, deep within the fourth level of the Mystic Sword Underground Palace, where spiritual perception was heavily suppressed, someone would detect him from a hundred zhang away and attack so decisively.
Everything happened in a flash.
The figure had no time to evade and was forced to take Ling Feng's Scorching Sky Blaze head-on.
Sword qi erupted violently.
The gray figure let out a muffled grunt, evidently suffering serious injuries.
This person was none other than the mysterious expert who had previously been besieged by Song Yang and the others.
He had already been heavily wounded by their combined assault. After taking a direct hit from a killing move of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art, the exploding sword qi sent him flying backward.
He slammed heavily into a rocky cliff.
Yet something bizarre happened.
A shadow suddenly emerged from that body.
In the blink of an eye, it drifted directly in front of Ling Feng.
Then it plunged straight into Ling Feng's Sea of Mind.
Before Ling Feng could even react, he felt an intruder force its way into his consciousness.
His entire body trembled.
Without hesitation, he withdrew his spiritual consciousness and entered his Sea of Mind as well.
"Hmm?"
Despicable Donkey's eyelids twitched.
A trace of anxiety appeared on his donkey face.
"So it's an ancient remnant soul. Ling Feng, you're on your own this time."
Maintaining a vigilant expression, Despicable Donkey carefully watched the surroundings.
He could not interfere in a battle taking place within Ling Feng's spiritual world.
The only thing he could do was ensure that Ling Feng's physical body remained unharmed.
...
"Hahaha! Such a vast Sea of Mind! Excellent! What a perfect vessel. It's mine!"
The gray shadow that had entered Ling Feng's Sea of Mind gradually condensed into a human form.
The moment it saw the immense spiritual space, delight filled its face.
Compared to the body it had possessed before, Ling Feng's body was simply a top-grade treasure.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, the remnant soul's eyelids twitched violently.
An expression of disbelief appeared on its face.
"A Spiritual Consciousness Domain? This kid actually possesses a Spiritual Consciousness Domain? Hahahaha!"
The gray phantom threw back its head and laughed wildly.
"My luck is unbelievable! Once I obtain this body, I will return to my peak within a hundred years!"
"Oh?"
A calm voice suddenly interrupted the phantom's laughter.
"If you think so highly of my body, should I feel honored?"
A vague figure slowly appeared within the Sea of Mind.
It was none other than Ling Feng.
As the figure emerged, it became increasingly solid and clear.
"Soul manifestation? And such an incredibly condensed one at that!"
The gray phantom was even more astonished.
Ling Feng had not even reached the Great Emperor Realm, yet his spiritual consciousness was already this powerful.
He was a heaven-sent genius.
Ling Feng folded his arms and shrugged.
"You just keep getting surprised over and over. Doesn't it ever end?"
"Hehe!"
The gray phantom's face twisted into a savage grin.
"Kid, meeting me is your bad luck. Accept your fate."
His burning gaze locked onto Ling Feng.
"Old man, don't you think you're a little too confident?"
Ling Feng looked at him and sneered.
"This is my home ground."
"Hehe!"
The gray phantom burst into laughter.
"That body of yours is as good as mine!"
"Feel free to try."
Ling Feng remained completely relaxed.
Faced with an ancient monster like this, he showed no fear whatsoever.
Instead, there was even a faint trace of anticipation in his eyes.
Anyone capable of reaching the fourth level of the Mystic Sword Underground Palace had undoubtedly been a Sword Dao expert in life.
That made this remnant soul the perfect first meal for his Heaven-Seizing Sword Condensation Art.
In the next moment, Ling Feng's spiritual body raised a hand.
The two masses of Sword Will floating within the Sea of Mind transformed into two incomparably sharp swords that appeared in his grasp.
The overwhelmingly powerful Slaughterous Sword Will and Reincarnated Sword Will coiled around him like two flood dragons.
Ling Feng stood proudly with a sword in each hand.
It was as though he controlled two peerless dragons capable of sweeping across heaven and earth.
His bearing carried the majesty of one who looked down upon the skies themselves.
"Slaughterous Sword Will! Reincarnated Sword Will!"
The gray phantom was stunned once again.
These were both among the rarest of the Ten Attributed Sword Wills.
Either one alone was a one-in-a-million existence.
Yet Ling Feng possessed both.
Even more unbelievable was the Reincarnated Sword Will.
Even during the ancient era ten thousand years ago, only true kings of the Sword Dao could comprehend such a formidable attribute.
"Hahahaha! You keep giving me surprises beyond my imagination! Wonderful! This is truly wonderful!"
The gray phantom became even more excited after witnessing Ling Feng's twin Sword Wills.
The attributes Ling Feng possessed were far stronger than the Sword Will he had once cultivated himself.
If he could seize this body, not only would he return to his peak, he might even surpass his former limits and reach an even greater realm.
"Old man, the surprises don't stop there."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes.
With a single thought, his figure vanished from sight.
In the next instant, he appeared directly before the gray phantom.
Then he reversed his grip and thrust a sword forward.