Heavenly Rebellion: The Human Race's Rise to Prominence
Chapter 117 - 1 versus 4 (3)

Chapter 117: 1 versus 4 (3)

It was clear that even though they had started to take Lin Feng seriously, they still didn’t truly believe that a cultivator at the 6th level of Qi Condensation could simultaneously take on four of them at once—especially since all of them were at a higher cultivation level.

This, despite the fact that he had essentially killed Ren Zhi in an instant.

And it would be the last mistake they ever made.

Lin Feng pushed aside Zhi Hao’s Heaven’s Pact and seamlessly shifted his attack from a claw to a punch, smashing straight into Zhi Hao’s chest.

The impact sent him flying through the air before he crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Unfortunately for Lin Feng, Zhi Hao’s tool-type Heaven’s Pact was defensive in nature, granting him physical durability that surpassed even beast-type cultivators of the same level.

Yet, despite this advantage, that single punch still left him heavily injured. As he struggled to get up, his barrier had weakened considerably.

But that wasn’t the only problem Zhi Hao faced. When he finally managed to stand, the way he looked at Lin Feng had changed.

The fear he had felt before was nothing compared to this.

When his eyes met Lin Feng’s cold gray gaze, it was as if he were staring death itself in the face.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, had different thoughts running through his mind as a sudden notification from the system appeared.

[Enemy Zhi Hao is affected by the Spirit Suppression Mark. He will feel fear when facing the host, affecting his battle prowess.]

So, it does work. However, I’m pretty sure leaving the Spirit Suppression Mark is based on probability. At my current cultivation level, I can’t use it consciously.

However...

My normal physical attacks still carry the standard effects of the Spirit Suppression Art!

Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed.

Although it seemed like a long time had passed since he killed Ren Zhi and sent Zhi Hao flying like a ragdoll, in reality, only a few moments had elapsed.

Without wasting a breath, his gaze immediately shifted to the strongest of the group—the one with the elemental-class Heaven’s Pact, Mo Chen.

It’s my first time fighting an elemental-type cultivator. Let’s see how strong they really are.

A grin spread across Lin Feng’s face as a powerful wave of suppression surged from his body once again.

This time, with Zhi Hao injured and his barrier beginning to destabilize, the aura of dominance released by the Alpha Wolf’s Domain seeped through, once again eroding the mental fortitude of his enemies.

"Get ready to die."

Lin Feng flashed a wicked grin before dashing forward, spiritual energy surging into his fists.

Although his claws were slightly stronger than his regular physical attacks, for some reason, he preferred using his arms and legs in combat.

Maybe it’s because I’m human.

"DON’T UNDERESTIMATE ME, YOU DOG!!" Mo Chen roared as he finally revealed what made an elemental-class cultivator unique.

Strangely, his right arm began to blur, flickering between solid and intangible, shifting into a swirling red mist.

Lin Feng’s eyes widened in shock

What?

BOOM!

Lin Feng, unleashing the full power of his cultivation base and physical body, drove his fist straight into Mo Chen aiming to seriously injure him.

A deafening shockwave rippled through the battlefield, sending cracks spiderwebbing across the ground beneath them.

For an instant, Lin Feng expected to feel the familiar resistance of flesh and bone—but instead, his fist passed through Mo Chen’s semi-transformed arm, striking nothing but mist.

What the—?!

Lin Feng’s instincts flared with warning. This isn’t normal.

Without hesitation, he tried to retreat—but before he could move, the crimson clouds coiled around his wrist, trapping him in place.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Chen’s left hand, still solid, grabbed Lin Feng’s shoulder while the clouds at his right arm twisted unnaturally, reshaping into a jagged, blazing blade. The air crackled with malevolent energy as an overwhelming wave of heat rolled across Lin Feng’s back.

A cold, sinister voice rang out.

"Red Cloud Art: Scorching Fang!"

Lin Feng’s pupils contracted.

The blade, formed from condensed fire essence, hummed with lethal intent as Mo Chen slashed downward.

The sheer heat alone warped the air around it, promising devastation.

If his physical body hadn’t already surpassed the normal standards of a cultivator at his level, even being grazed by this attack would be enough to tear him apart.

Tch. What kind of freakish technique is this?!

"Hehehe, what are you gonna do now, you trash?"

A mocking laugh cut through the tension. Shen Wu.

Seeing Lin Feng momentarily caught off guard, Shen Wu’s eyes gleamed with malice.

His azure sword pulsed with a blinding spiritual light as he stepped forward, gathering his strength.

Without missing a beat, he slashed horizontally, aiming precisely for the spot where he had wounded Lin Feng before—a weak point he was eager to exploit.

"Azure Light Sword Art: Azure Crescent Slash!"

A razor-sharp crescent of shimmering blue energy howled toward Lin Feng, its edge vibrating with destructive force.

The coordinated assault left no room for escape—Mo Chen’s blazing strike from behind and Shen Wu’s ruthless slash from the front.

For a moment, Lin Feng’s heart pounded in his chest.

The situation mirrored his earlier battle—trapped between two lethal attacks with no clear way out.

But this time, there was one critical difference.

There’s no barrier.

Lin Feng’s eyes burned with murderous intent as he made a swift decision.

He allowed the Scorching Fang to strike his back, wincing in agony as the searing blade carved into him.

But that was the extent of it.

Despite the attack’s ferocity, his enhanced physical body granted him durability and healing far beyond an average cultivator.

This was the core of Lin Feng’s battle style—he knew his body could endure the pain.

Not only that, but the Alpha Wolf’s Domain constantly exuded a suppressive aura, weakening his enemies’ attacks to a significant degree.

Without hesitation, Lin Feng channeled spiritual energy into his claws, meeting the incoming Azure Crescent Slash head-on.

"Blackwood Dominance Art: Wolf Bane!"

BOOM!

A violent wave of spiritual energy erupted as their attacks collided, but Lin Feng didn’t pause.

Using the force of the clash to propel himself forward, he poured every ounce of his cultivation base into his legs.

His speed surged dramatically, and like a phantom, he reappeared—this time, right in front of Shen Wu.

"DIE!!!"

Lin Feng’s roar shook the air as his Alpha Wolf’s Domain concentrated its full suppressive force onto Shen Wu.

An uncontrollable fear flooded Shen Wu’s heart, his body trembling as if weighed down by a mountain.

The oppressive aura disrupted his spiritual energy flow, making it nearly impossible for him to circulate his cultivation base.

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