Heavenly Rebellion: The Human Race's Rise to Prominence
Chapter 116 - 1 versus 4 (2)

Chapter 116: 1 versus 4 (2)

As the cloud of fire rapidly approached and the milky white barrier suppressed his aura of dominance, with a secondary attack coming at him from behind, Lin Feng simply relied on his old reliable move.

"AWOOO!!!"

A massive soundwave erupted, filled with a powerful aura of dominance and suppression.

The soundwave instantly shattered the incoming cloud of fire and began to destabilize the milky white barrier surrounding the group.

With the barrier weakening, Lin Feng no longer had to divide his focus.

Instead of charging toward Mo Chen and the others in front of him, he seized the opening created by his Ruler’s Howl and pivoted sharply, rushing straight toward the beast-type cultivator.

Ren Zhi clearly hadn’t expected this sudden turn.

The fear and panic he had felt when Lin Feng first released his cultivation base came flooding back, clouding his thoughts and slowing his reactions—exactly the opportunity Lin Feng needed.

Lin Feng gathered spiritual energy into his right hand as a powerful aura surged toward Ren Zhi.

However, instead of delivering a punch like before, he straightened his palm, extending his claws.

A sharp, violent force tore through the air, aimed directly at Ren Zhi’s chest.

BOOM!

Lin Feng’s Wolf Bane pierced through Ren Zhi’s chest effortlessly.

There was no resistance, no struggle—his claws shredded through the defenses of a seventh-level Qi Condensation cultivator as if they were paper.

Lin Feng didn’t even have the chance to test whether his Spirit Suppression Art was working.

Maybe I should have held back... just a bit.

Ren Zhi, still unaware that he was already dead, staggered backward.

He opened his mouth to speak, but only a wet gurgle escaped as blood poured from his lips.

Lin Feng withdrew his hand from the gaping hole in Ren Zhi’s chest, letting his lifeless body collapse to the ground.

He was dead.

Lin Feng turned toward Mo Chen and the others, his expression cold and unyielding.

The remaining people stood frozen, tongues tied, their minds struggling to process what they had just witnessed.

According to their information, Lin Feng was only at the sixth level of Qi Condensation.

While rumors claimed he had fought Yi Bei to a standstill, they had dismissed them as exaggerations—believing it was Chen Mei who had killed Yi Bei.

Clearly, they had been wrong.

"How are you so strong?" Mo Chen’s voice trembled, betraying the fear crawling through his heart.

Despite Zhi Hao’s barrier suppressing Lin Feng’s Alpha Wolf’s Domain, the sheer brutality of his power left an undeniable chill in the air.

Lin Feng sighed softly, his expression calm as he met Mo Chen’s fearful gaze.

"I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve heard that line," he said, his tone steady and cold.

"But let’s not forget— you were the ones who started this. If you hadn’t taken our friends, if you hadn’t kidnapped those girls, none of this would be happening. Isn’t that right?"

Shen Wu, still trembling, tried to mask his fear with false bravado.

"Hey, Lin Feng, right?" he blurted out.

"Don’t you want to know who’s really behind all this? If you kill us, you’ll end up facing a fate far worse than anything you can imagine!"

Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed as a thought crossed his mind.

It’s obvious that the Wei Clan is behind this entire thing. Though I’m not sure if the mastermind is from the younger generation or the senior generation—after all, the moment Grandma Bai appeared, Wei Sheng immediately showed up to confront her.

This could all be part of a larger conspiracy...

But that doesn’t matter to me.

I just need to get Yan Hao, Yan Li, and those kidnapped girls back.

And to do that, I only need to kill.

Lin Feng lifted his head, his gaze bypassing Mo Chen and Shen Wu to lock onto the unassuming Zhi Hao. In an instant, he realized—this was the key.

If Zhi Hao fell, the barrier would collapse, and the fight would be over. Dragging things out was pointless when he could end it swiftly.

BOOM!

Without hesitation, Lin Feng dashed forward, his target clear—Zhi Hao and his glowing Milky Shield.

Every muscle in his body tensed as his sharpened claws glinted with a cold, lethal light. If Zhi Hao fell, the barrier would crumble, and he could tear through the rest without much trouble.

Seeing his intent, both Mo Chen and Shen Wu panicked, their shouts echoing through the battlefield.

"You bastard! You think you can do whatever you want?!" Mo Chen roared, thrusting his hands skyward.

A swirling mass of crimson clouds expanded above Lin Feng, churning with terrifying heat before it plummeted toward him like a falling sun.

"Red Cloud Art: Red Cloud Sphere!"

At the same time, Shen Wu darted to Lin Feng’s left, his tool-type Heaven’s Pact flaring with azure brilliance.

With a flick of his wrist, a thin, razor-sharp blade of light burst forth, cutting through the air with a shrill hum.

"Azure Light Sword Art: Azurite Blade!"

The sphere burned through the air above, while the blade surged toward Lin Feng’s waist in a deadly pincer attack.

A sharp tingling sensation pricked at his skin, his instincts screaming at him to evade.

Should I back off?

His mind raced, calculating his options in a fraction of a breath. If he dodged, he would lose his only chance to shatter the barrier and eliminate Zhi Hao.

But if he pressed forward, the other two attacks would strike, and even with his enhanced physique, the damage would be substantial.

For a moment, doubt crept in—but it was fleeting. Lin Feng’s gaze hardened.

Since when have I ever held back? Just grit through the pain.

He clenched his teeth and surged forward, his speed doubling as the ground cracked beneath his feet.

The Red Cloud Sphere slammed into his shoulder, a searing wave of heat blasting through his body.

Pain flared, muscles tore, but Lin Feng refused to slow down.

The Azurite Blade came next. The razor-sharp light cleaved toward his waist, aiming to slice him in half.

Lin Feng twisted his body at the last moment, minimizing the damage.

Even so, the blade carved a deep gash across his side, blood spraying into the air.

Damn that hurts

Ignoring the pain, Lin Feng finally closed the distance.

His claws gleamed with a chilling aura as he thrust his hand forward, his Wolf Bane technique roaring to life.

"Die!"

Zhi Hao’s eyes widened in horror.

He frantically poured more spiritual energy into his barrier, but Lin Feng’s strike was unstoppable.

A violent shockwave exploded outward as Lin Feng’s claws pushed aside Zhi Hao’s shield leaving him wide open to an attack