Chapter 1747: Leave None Alive
Above the arena, the terrifying battle raged on.
Another half hour passed in the blink of an eye. Even Ling Feng was beginning to feel exhausted.
Maintaining Eight Swords As One while keeping all of the Primordial Locks of Qi-Refining open placed an enormous burden on his body.
"This monster doesn't know what fatigue is?"
Ling Feng frowned.
It looked like he would have to reveal some of his Soul Dao secret arts after all.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and the corner of his lips curled into a faint smile.
"Zifeng, I need you to do something for me."
Ling Feng transmitted the message through his spiritual thoughts, contacting Zifeng within his body.
"Master, what is it?"
Zifeng still sounded miserable. Ever since Ling Feng had tricked him into studying the Divine Desolation Treasure Box, he had been trying nonstop to crack its secrets, but his progress had been anything but encouraging.
"Back in the Hunting Battlefield, didn't you use your Parasitism ability to take control of a fierce beast?"
Even as he fought Long Xingye, Ling Feng calmly continued the conversation through his spiritual thoughts.
"Can you use that technique on a human?"
"Probably not. Humans are far more intelligent than fierce beasts. Controlling a human is much more difficult."
Zifeng shook his head before answering.
"What if that human was born with almost no intelligence?"
Ling Feng smiled mysteriously.
Long Xingye was like a living treasure vault. To be honest, Ling Feng had no desire to kill him.
He would make an outstanding sparring partner, and every exchange with him provided valuable insights.
If he could control Long Xingye, then that living treasure vault would effectively become his own.
Why would he pass up such an opportunity?
As far as the Long Clan was concerned, Long Xingye was nothing more than a tool.
Nothing more than a beast.
He no longer even possessed an independent personality.
Zifeng fell silent for a moment before replying thoughtfully.
"We can try, but I can't guarantee it'll work."
"Then let's try."
Ling Feng nodded.
Even the slightest chance was worth taking.
He would subdue Long Xingye.
Then he would use Long Xingye's own hands to wipe out the Long Clan.
The idea wasn't bad at all.
Having made up his mind, Ling Feng stopped dragging out the fight.
The two exchanged another sword strike before retreating several steps.
The next instant, a violet glow flashed through Ling Feng's eyes.
Nightmare Heart Technique!
He first unleashed the inscriptions of the Dream Illusion Rule.
Immediately afterward came Reality Reversal.
Long Xingye had been fighting purely on instinct from beginning to end. Compared to his terrifying combat ability, his Soul Dao cultivation was pitifully weak.
In an instant, Long Xingye became trapped within the distorted force field, unable to break free.
The next moment, he fell into an illusion.
At the same time, Zifeng quietly made his move and slipped into Long Xingye's Sea of Mind.
Long Xingye's own soul was incredibly weak. Once Zifeng activated his Parasitism technique, he encountered almost no resistance before taking complete control of Long Xingye's Sea of Mind.
"Master, hahaha! I did it!"
Zifeng's excited voice echoed through their spiritual connection.
"Excellent."
A cold light flashed across Ling Feng's eyes.
"Zifeng, take control of Long Xingye and slaughter the people from Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor."
"Leave it to me!"
Unlike the Despicable Donkey, Zifeng never questioned Ling Feng's orders.
He carried them out without hesitation.
The next moment, Long Xingye, who had been floating motionlessly in midair, suddenly turned around.
His gaze shifted toward the camp of Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor.
"W... what's going on?"
The spectators looked at one another in confusion.
Something about Long Xingye seemed... wrong.
"Kill!"
Long Xingye let out a low growl before shooting into the Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor camp like a crimson bolt of lightning.
The instant he arrived, two unfortunate disciples were cut down on the spot.
"Damn it! Xingye, what are you doing?"
Long Tengyuan roared furiously, pointing at Ling Feng.
"The one you're supposed to kill is him!"
As he shouted, he drew out a long whip and lashed it viciously toward Long Xingye.
Among everyone in the Long Clan, Long Tengyuan had always been one of the people who enjoyed abusing Long Xingye the most.
Now that Zifeng controlled Long Xingye's Sea of Mind, he could clearly feel the overwhelming hatred Long Xingye's own soul harbored toward Long Tengyuan.
Because Ling Feng and Zifeng's souls were linked together, that hatred flowed into Ling Feng as well.
"What a disgusting, rotten clan. People like this never deserved to exist."
Ling Feng took a deep breath and stood with his hands behind his back.
He sent Zifeng one final command.
Kill them.
Leave no one alive.
In the next instant, Zifeng controlled Long Xingye and swung his sword.
Long Tengyuan's whip had not even landed before Long Xingye's blade severed his head from his body.
"How dare you..."
Long Tengyuan had never imagined that Long Xingye would fight back against him.
His head rolled across the ground.
He died instantly.
"Third Brother!"
Long Aotian's eyes nearly split apart.
His entire body trembled as he stared at Long Xingye in horror.
"This is bad! Long Xingye is out of control! The Martial Fate Lock! Activate the Martial Fate Lock!"
Long Aotian hurriedly formed hand seals.
Thick chains immediately materialized around Long Xingye, attempting to suppress the power within his body once more.
Before he could finish activating the technique, Long Xingye had already swung his sword.
A miserable scream rang through the air as Long Aotian's arm flew from his shoulder.
"AAAAH!"
His shrill scream sounded like a pig being slaughtered, making everyone's hair stand on end.
Everything had happened too suddenly.
Still, there were plenty of spectators secretly enjoying the scene.
After enslaving Long Xingye for so many years, this was nothing less than karma.
Even so, every martial practitioner instinctively retreated more than a hundred zhang.
No one wanted to become collateral damage.
"Xingye, I'm your elder brother! You can't kill me!"
Long Aotian's legs turned to jelly.
The shadow of death closed in around him.
His plea accomplished nothing.
The icy sword pierced straight through his chest.
His vitality slowly drained away.
At the final moment of his life, a single thought surfaced in Long Aotian's mind.
So this... is my retribution?
The slaughter continued mercilessly.
Before long, more than a dozen disciples of Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor had either been slaughtered or had fled in panic.
After finishing the bloody massacre, Long Xingye simply departed, disappearing from everyone's sight.
This had all been arranged beforehand by Ling Feng.
With Long Xingye gone, Ling Feng had completely removed himself from suspicion.
Every member of the Long Clan and every disciple of Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor had died at Long Xingye's hands.
None of it had anything to do with Ling Feng.
Only after Long Xingye disappeared did the remaining martial practitioners finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Long Xingye had not completely lost himself in bloodlust and started killing everyone in sight.
Otherwise, they would likely have become victims as well.
"I never imagined that every disciple of Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor would ultimately die by Long Xingye's sword. Perhaps this is simply the karma they brought upon themselves."
Xiao Juanyun shook his head.
This outcome had been completely beyond anything he expected.
Still, things had turned out rather well.
Ling Feng was unharmed.
As for the people from Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor, their deaths hardly deserved any sympathy.
Although Long Xingye's sudden decision to turn on his own side was undeniably strange, Xiao Juanyun had never held any affection for Dragon Sword Heavenly Manor.
Naturally, he had no intention of questioning Ling Feng about what had happened.