Free Web NovelChapter 734: Chapter 547: Wanton Destruction
In just twelve days, 291 people were killed in battle, and 34 chose to forfeit this once-in-a-lifetime chance to become a king.
These figures made the whole world understand just how brutal and fierce this king-making plan was.
Martial Artist Forum.
Netizens were wildly posting and discussing.
"Even Zhou Tianyi is dead. Wasn’t he about to break through to Spirit King? How did he die too? This elimination rate is too high."
"Elimination? This is the death rate!"
"The death rate exceeds one-tenth, and this is just the beginning. It’s not just high; it’s ridiculously high."
"Who chose the Land of Fallen Gods? Who can be blamed for that?"
"The alien race is so ruthless!"
"I predicted this long ago, luckily I didn’t participate."
"Could you even qualify to participate? Idiot!"
"Who are you calling an idiot?"
"The Avengers Alliance hasn’t had any eliminations, but there’s no news either. What exactly are they doing?"
"Didn’t they say they were going to take a dump in the Holy Hall?"
"Yeah, where’s the dump?"
"I want to see them take a dump!"
The numbers of deaths have somewhat cooled down the once-excited spirits of the netizens.
Some began to question whether it was appropriate to choose the Land of Fallen Gods as the assembly point.
Is the price of becoming a king too high?
There were many voices questioning, but the public still supported the World Alliance for its openness and transparency.
While there was definitely panic, it wasn’t overwhelming.
The emergence of the reward function also diverted people’s attention.
As long as one had a pay account, nine out of ten people would reward the trainees they liked and wanted to support.
One gold coin equaled one New Coin; anyone could afford it. The amount of the reward was more symbolic.
People enjoyed the fun of nurturing a king.
The whereabouts of the Avengers Alliance remained the most talked-about topic among netizens; the less news there was, the more curious they became.
After all, not long ago, they boasted boldly.
...
"It’s good to be fine."
"Buddha bless, bless my child Lin Feng for his safety."
Learning that Lin Feng was safe, Lin Fang and three others specially prepared offerings and prayed before the Buddha statue at home.
These days, they’ve been worried sick and unable to sleep, their mental stress immense.
Knowing that Lin Feng is okay, they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
As family, they now actually wish Lin Feng’s talent wasn’t so exceptional.
Safety and peace are every parent’s greatest wish for their children; everything else is secondary.
...
Shangjing, the Yang Race.
"You say Yang Qing is heading to the Land of Fallen Gods? What’s he doing there?"
Yang Qingtian looked at his third son, Yang Ce, with a slightly unpleasant expression.
He also kept a close eye on the king-making plan, but he didn’t expect the death rate to be this high.
Nor did he anticipate Yang Qing would suddenly head there without any warning.
This time, the alien race’s major factions were making a move, determined to kill anyone trying to enter the Land of Fallen Gods. Even with Yang Qing’s strength, there would be life-threatening danger.
Not just Yang Qing; even he, at the peak of Martial King, would face danger.
"Seventh brother didn’t say, just sent a message to notify me, and now I can’t reach him."
Yang Ce said quietly, looking rather helpless.
"Do you know where Lin Feng and the others are? Why is there no news of them?"
Yang Qingtian asked.
He vaguely guessed a bit.
Back in the Land of Chaos, Lin Feng saved Yang Qing’s life.
Yang Qing couldn’t come to terms with being saved by a child that he had abandoned.
Perhaps he went to the Land of Fallen Gods to repay this life-saving debt.
It may seem like a laughable logic, but it’s something the proud Yang Qing would likely do.
"Currently, it’s unclear. No trace of them on any major routes, and no news online as if they’ve vanished."
Yang Ce explained, and Yang Qingtian fell silent.
...
While everyone was speculating about the Avengers Alliance’s whereabouts, Lin Feng and his team were soaking in hot springs.
A small, oval-shaped hot spring emitted rising steam, and the spring water was an alluring purple.
Around this hot spring lay a score of alien corpses, motionless and devoid of life.
After leaving the Land of Spirit Plants, Lin Feng and the others took half a day to reach the eight-star Purple Forest Spatial Gate.
Like the Land of Spirit Plants, this was also one of the 37 treasures of the Divine Martial Continent.
This treasure site had a special Purple Spirit Spring, soaking in it could cleanse the body and refine the marrow.
As a treasured land, this spatial gate was always under alien control, not allowing humans to enter.
The key to this spatial gate had appeared before, sparking bloody fights, but no one had obtained it.
So, they could soak as long as they wanted.
The group soaked in the spring for a day and a night.
"My skin has improved."
Emerging from the spring, Dong Yunan touched her smooth skin, happily speaking.
"Mine too, feels like I can squeeze out water."
Yang Ningbing was equally delighted.
Which girl doesn’t love beauty? The love for beauty transcends profession and strength.
"With such a valuable spirit spring, you guys don’t care about your physique’s changes and only focus on your skin?"
Lin Feng laughed.
The Purple Essence Spirit Spring could cleanse the veins, refine marrow. Though strength didn’t increase, it made the body more clear, speeding up spirit power absorption by ten percent.
Ten percent might not sound like much, but accumulated over time, it’s a terrifying figure.
It’s safe to say everyone’s physiques and martial arts talents improved a notch.
This hot spring trip would be greatly helpful for future breakthroughs to kings.
"Are we going to destroy it?" freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Yue Mingming asked Lin Feng.
"Doesn’t matter. The spiritual ore at the bottom of this spring has already been destroyed, most energy has dissipated, and the rest absorbed by us. It’s considered wasted."
Lin Feng said nonchalantly.
"Let’s destroy it anyway, can’t let the alien race benefit."
Ye Xing remarked.
The others also nodded, smiling.
Without further words, Yue Mingming went demon-transforming, opening a spatial gate and summoning the tentacle monster.
As the tentacle monster released its poison in the spring, the purple spring water slowly turned purple-black.
A priceless spirit spring was destroyed just like that.
If the alien race knew this, they’d surely be heartbroken.
But Lin Feng and his group didn’t feel distressed at all.
It’s not theirs, so what’s there to lament over?
If it belongs to the alien race, there’s even less to worry about.
"Let’s go."
Lin Feng said, and the group continued to the third destination.
Shortly after Lin Feng and the others left, a group of people arrived near the spring, looking angrily at the bodies and destroyed spirit spring.
"Damn it, damn it!"
The black-clad leader cursed.
As they frantically tried to eliminate the contenders in the king-making plan, the Avengers Alliance was rampantly destroying the treasures of the Divine Martial Continent.
A priceless spirit spring, one even he couldn’t enjoy, was destroyed!
How could he not be heartbroken or furious?
But what use is anger?
The trail of bodies proved one thing: inside the eight-star spatial gate, Lin Feng and his group were invincible.
No one could stop them.
"Two more treasures in the eight-star spatial gate!"
The black-robed abnormal person’s mind flashed with this thought.
But he felt helpless in the face of it.
Within the eight-star spatial gate, no one dared to obstruct the Avengers Alliance; even the Five Great Forces didn’t dare, or else they wouldn’t have sent him to check.
And they simply dared not intervene, or even approach, but could only watch as they wantonly destroyed, helpless.
