C107

Chapter 107 - Spatial Freezing, Spatial Overlapping

"What is brother Lin Feng training?" Zhan Ni said in a low voice.

Rebecca and Leena both shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

It was already night, but Lin Feng still stood on the deck with his eyes closed. If anyone thought that Lin Feng was sleeping, then it was wrong, because purple light would always flash around Lin Feng.

As long as he had free time, Lin Feng would focus on comprehending the 'Fast' and 'Slow' profound mysteries.

Lin Feng knew that in the next hundred years, Yulan continent would be in chaos. Only by increasing his own strength as soon as possible would he be able to protect his family and friends.

Therefore, Lin Feng did not give up any time to raise his strength.

Lin Feng leisurely slashed out a sword. It seemed to be extremely light and powerless, but even the air itself seemed to have paused for a moment.

Space came to a standstill.

Lin Feng sliced his sword once again, and this strike was completely the opposite of the previous one.

If that sword strike had been so slow that it had come to a standstill, then that sword strike had been as fast as thunder.

His sword slashed, and a series of violet shadows appeared. Even space itself seemed to tremble.

Spatial Overlapping.

"Slowly to the point of being still, fast as a bolt of lightning."

The Bloodviolet sword in Lin Feng's hand slashed about again and again, as if he was not tired at all. One after another, purple afterimages, against the afterglow of the setting sun, seemed especially dreamy.

'Fast 'and' slow 'were actually not slow and fast, but rather a type of concept, the law of the seed mystery.

'Fast 'and' slow 'seemed to be the extremes of speed, but they were interconnected.' Fast 'and' slow 'didn't matter to you.

Although they competed against each other, they all belonged to the Profound Truths of Velocity.

Lin Feng had a smile on his face, the Bloodviolet sword in his hand slashed across the space, but it gave others two different feelings. One was a violent hurricane, and the other was a spring breeze that blew through the branches of the willow trees.

One move, gave people two different feelings.

Weird, contradictory, yet so harmonious.

On the fifth day on the boat, at noon, Lin Feng and the group was eating lunch at the table. Just as everyone was chatting casually, suddenly — "Boss, come over here!" Bebe's anxious voice sounded out in Lin Feng's mind.

Without hesitating at all, Lin Feng rushed towards Hei Lu's private room: "You guys continue eating." He instructed. Lin Feng then entered Hei Lu's room.

Closing the door, Lin Feng looked at the scene in shock.

"Pfft, pfft!" It was as if there was a little mouse running under the Blackcloud Panther's skin, constantly bulging, and a black aura swirling around it. The Blackcloud Panther with its eyes closed moaned in pain.

At the same time. The patterns on the Blackcloud Panther's body underwent a drastic change as well. One moment the fur on its four hooves was snow-white, while the next moment its entire body was black. After a while, his entire body turned snow-white …

Strange.

The most astonishing thing was the Blackcloud Panther's head. On top of its head, the Blackcloud Panther was surrounded by two swirls of azure and black energy.

"Boss, Hei Lu has turned into this for a while, I don't know what to do either." Bebe said worriedly.

Lin Feng looked at Hei Lu.

"Hei Lu." Lin Feng transmitted.

"Master, master, I'm fine!" Hei Lu's painful voice sounded in Lin Feng's mind, but he forced himself to calm down. They could only watch from the side.

Lin Feng's attention was focused on the Blackcloud Panther's head. The most important thing to a magical beast was his head; his magicite cores were there, after all.

Above the Blackcloud Panther's head, azure and black energy swirled about at high speed. Sometimes, the black energy flow would grow dramatically larger, but in the blink of an eye, the black energy flow would decrease in size, and the green energy flow would once again rise.

One after another!

was also shocked by the two streams of terrifying energy. If the two energies were to explode, the entire ship would probably be turned into dust.

As the patterns on the Blackcloud Panther's body began to change at high speed, his muscles and tendons began to transform at high speed … those two streams of azure and black energy finally calmed down, then directly entered the Blackcloud Panther's head. And then, the Blackcloud Panther's body returned to normal, the patterns on its body no longer changing.

"Whew." Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Right now, the Blackcloud Panther's body was covered with droplets of blood. That transformation just now had caused both him and his mind to change. The Blackcloud Panther opened its eyes and looked towards Lin Feng in gratitude and excitement.

"Success?" The corner of Lin Feng's mouth had a trace of a smile, but he immediately reverted back to his human form. However, his clothes were tattered again.

"Yes, Master." The Blackcloud Panther let out a low, cold, human voice.

A streak of azure light appeared on the Blackcloud Panther's body, easily evaporating the droplets of blood from its fur. The Blackcloud Panther's fur once more returned to a deep, glossy black.

"Not bad." Bebe floated in front of the Blackcloud Panther, chuckling merrily. "Fortunately, you didn't waste that Saint-level magicite core. Otherwise …"

Hei Lu turned his head.

He could guess that if he failed, Bebe would definitely ravage him.

"Alright, let's go." Lin Feng changed his clothes and said.

On the morning of the sixth day, the ship finally arrived at the mouth of the planned riverbank.

"We've finally arrived." Rebecca, Leena, and Zhan Ni were so excited that their eyes lit up. However, at this moment, a wave of excited laughter came from the deck of the ship. "Hrm?"

Lin Feng, Sai Sile and the rest all turned to look at the rear deck, where the Ba Ke brothers had been training all this time.

"Ba Ke, the five of you hurry up and leave. Rebecca shouted.

"It's here, it's here." Ba Ke and the other three laughed loudly as they walked over. This group of people's gazes were practically focused on Lin Feng, and uncontrollable excitement could be seen on the faces of the five brothers. Seeing the expression on the Ba Ke brothers' faces, Lin Feng was alarmed. "Could, could another one of these five brothers have made a breakthrough?"

Amongst the five brothers, the only ones with Saint-level strength were their eldest brother Ba Ke and their second brother Ankh. The other three, in human form, were only at the peak of the eighth rank.

"Milord." Ba Ke's face showed excitement, "Gai Ci broke through!"

"Gai Ci broke through?"

Even if he had expected it, Lin Feng was still pleasantly surprised, and could not help but to turn and look at Gai Ci. Gai Ci, who was originally carefree, started to laugh mischievously as he rubbed his head.

After leaving Cloud Peak Town, when they boarded the ship, Lin Feng conveniently had Lin Feng, Bei Bei, Ba Ke, and An Ke, the four Sacred Masters. But when they got on the boat, Lin Feng's group actually had six Saint Saints.

No Empire would dare to underestimate such terrifying power. Looking at Hei Lu who was beside him, and then looking at Gai Ci who was laughing slyly, Lin Feng said in a high-spirited voice, "Haha, everyone, disembark. Let's go to the imperial capital!"

"Let's go!" The five brothers cheered as well.

Lin Feng and his group reached the shore and headed towards the imperial capital. However, the shore was located in the middle of the Southwest Administrative Province. From the middle of the Southwest Administrative Province to the middle of the O'Brien Province, along with the tortuous road, was nearly four thousand kilometers.

Such a long distance would take at least ten to fifteen days, even if he rode a fast horse at full gallop.

While Lin Feng and his group were rushing on their way, in the imperial capital of Channe, the vast majority of people were talking about the most dazzling star of the recent era — — Bu Lumo Akerlund.

"I heard that once one becomes the personal disciple of the War God, one might even reach the Saint-level. This Bu Lumo is really lucky. "

"What possibility?" "Of course."

In a very ordinary tavern in the imperial city, the men who were drinking started to discuss loudly, "When the direct disciple was announced that day, I went to the scene. There were a total of three personal disciples of the War God, and all three of them were Saints. The War God now had twenty-seven personal disciples. His first disciple had been born five thousand years ago. Also, who knows if those other direct disciples who haven't appeared yet are actually Saint realm experts? " Someone beside him refuted.

"You don't believe in the War God's power?"

"Of course I believe in the War God, but are all of his personal disciples powerful?" That person curled his lips and said, "Cultivation depends on talent. Look at the genius Sword Saint, Lord Ao Liweiya, cultivating alone, he's that powerful. How many disciples of the Martial God Realm can compare to Master Ao Liweiya? "

"You are also not Ao Liweiya. What qualifications do you have to talk about Bu Lumo? And Master Ao Liweiya and Master Bu Lumo are blood brothers! "

The people in the tavern immediately started talking about these two legendary brothers.

Back then, when Ao Liweiya had just entered the Absolute Monarch Sanctuary, he had easily defeated the Stellar Sword Saint Dillon. Everyone believed that Ao Liweiya already had the strength to fight against peak Saint realm experts.

Although Dillon was a mid-stage Saint-level expert, if he wasn't at the peak-stage, how could he have defeated Dillon so easily?

"I heard that His Majesty the Emperor is summoning Bu Lumo himself tomorrow. And he is bestowing the title of Viscount to Bu Lumo. " Someone suddenly said.

The Martial Palace was named by the War God.

The next day.

Many of the upper echelons of the imperial city were awake early in the morning, dressed smartly, and each and every one of them rode a carriage to the imperial palace. On this day, the emperor was going to bestow Bu Lumo with rewards. This is a big deal.

Every single personal disciple of the War God would be given the title of Emperor.

For an Emperor to have a chance to be sealed once was already quite impressive. After all, five thousand years had passed. There were already more than a hundred emperors in the Empire. That was why he was ranked 27th.

The title of dukedom was fixed as well. It was not the highest level of dukedom, but a Marquis.

"Becoming the personal disciple of the War God should grant me a far greater reward than the one I received from him." As Wo Dun sat in the carriage, he casually thought in his heart.

A direct disciple had an exalted status; after all, anyone who was accepted as a direct disciple would be able to enter the Saint-level.

In addition, their personal disciples had the backing of the War God. Naturally, no one dared to offend them. If you offended a direct disciple, then the other direct disciples might appear.

Reaching the entrance of the palace, Wo Dun got off the carriage and followed the other aristocrats inside. In the morning court, there were only around a hundred or so ministers. On this special day, however, many nobles who usually did not participate in the morning court had rushed over. There were surprisingly many people.

Ordinary nobles of the Empire didn't have the qualifications to participate. And Wo Dun, this Count that was personally bestowed by His Majesty, still had the qualifications to participate. The Martial Palace. Originally, it had seemed extremely spacious and empty. But now that nearly eight hundred nobles and ministers had gathered within, it was no longer empty. The entire hall was filled with people.

Chapter 21!