Chapter 222: The Crown Prince Must Escape!

Sword Qi, wind and clouds.

White light flickered, sword shadows darting like shuttles.

Spirit Swords blazed across the sky; every person in the Capital looked up at this moment.

They all stared at Lin Feng in shock.

Before Lin Feng, Crown Prince Li Yingqian clenched his teeth, also somewhat startled.

He had seen this sword technique of Lin Feng's back on Dragon Island, but he never expected it would now become incomparably terrifying.

"Lin Feng, you're nothing but a petty nobody — how dare you possess such power?" Li Yingqian mocked, his tone full of contempt for Lin Feng.

"Hand your body over to me!"

"This Crown Prince is the one who should possess such power. You are nothing but a waste, a sacrifice!"

At these words, Lin Feng's gaze turned cold.

"You're truly insufferable!"

As his voice fell, the sword moved like a dragon's coil, its Qi shaking mountains and rivers.

A despairing surge of Sword Qi slashed out violently.

This sword — Heaven-Splitting!

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Countless streaks of light intertwined, shooting toward Li Yingqian like a waterfall.

In an instant, Li Yingqian cast a panicked glance, then released the Spirit Qi from his entire body.

"You think you can kill me? You're not worthy!"

Li Yingqian coldly shouted, then unleashed the Great Destruction Like Heaven Art, releasing a skyful of Golden Light as a four-clawed Jin Long soared out from his body.

White light flashed abruptly, sword shadows fluttered everywhere.

The dragon roared across the nine provinces, vast rumbling thunder rolling on.

The entire sky above the Capital seemed seized by countless gleaming Spirit Swords and dragon roars, drawing people to look up one after another, their eyes full of awe.

"Boom!"

A tremendous sound spread out, deafening to the ear.

Those countless Spirit Swords struck the Jin Long, spraying sparks everywhere; dragon scales fell away, transforming into Spirit Qi that merged into the long river of Spirit Swords.

"How could this be…"

Li Yingqian's mouth twitched, his whole body going numb.

That was the Jin Long he had summoned by activating the Great Destruction Like Heaven Art!

That was something only his imperial bloodline could summon!

Shouldn't it have been indestructible, capable of destroying all things?

That Jin Long began to wail, battered all over by the vast Spirit Qi.

Spirit Swords shattered, yet still countless more Spirit Swords gathered over.

Every Spirit Sword in the entire Capital was here.

"Today — dragon-slaying!"

Lin Feng gave a cold laugh and did not stop there.

He employed Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source, controlling countless Spirit Swords that rained down on Li Yingqian's Jin Long without pause like a storm.

Spirit Swords collided with the Jin Long, producing crisp clanging sounds.

Though the Jin Long was fierce, under the bombardment of countless Spirit Swords it also appeared overmatched.

It struggled hard, trying to break free of the Spirit Swords' binding, but in the end was still battered by countless Spirit Swords until it swayed on the brink of collapse.

Just then, the Jin Long suddenly let out a deafening roar, violently smashing through all the Spirit Swords, and lunged at Lin Feng with jaws wide open.

Madness filled those eyes; at the same time Li Yingqian also let out a furious shout.

"Don't think you can beat me with crooked tricks!"

"Tch…"

Lin Feng gave a cold laugh: "The one using crooked tricks is you!"

As his voice fell, Lin Feng gripped the Tianhong Sword, his figure flashing away like a ghost.

When he reappeared, he was already before the Jin Long.

He drew a deep breath, gathering all the power in his body; Spirit Qi surged like a rushing river, converging on his arm.

Then he slashed out with a sudden sword.

"Sixth Sword!"

"Treading clouds, gazing afar at the hundred rivers — dare I stitch the hundred streams with Clear River!"

Lin Feng murmured — this was the Seventh Sword he had comprehended.

It contained his ultimate, perfected comprehension of the Sword Path at the sixth tier of the Nirvana Realm.

"Clang!"

The sound of the sword's cry rang out.

With this slash, heaven and earth seemed to tremble.

Sword light like a dragon pierced the sky, instantly cleaving the Jin Long in two.

Golden Spirit Qi scattered in all directions, turning into specks of light that vanished into the air.

Li Yingqian spat fresh blood, his face pale as paper.

"No!"

That Jin Long dispersed in the air; every person in the Capital witnessed this scene.

"Slay the dragon!"

"He actually did it!"

"This is impossible!"

The people of the Eight Great Families fixed their gazes tightly on the sky.

Lin Feng's sword was like a blazing sun, illuminating the dark night.

At this moment, Li Yingqian had been wounded by the backlash of his Jin Long, his aura listless and drained.

At this point, he no longer had the strength to keep fighting.

"Run!!"

Li Yingqian was seen taking out a jade talisman and crushing it without the slightest hesitation.

A Domain Gate instantly appeared before him, flickering with a mysterious light.

His figure flashed, about to plunge into the Domain Gate.

Just then, a sudden shout came from the entrance of the Imperial Palace: "This is a one-way Domain Gate—the Crown Prince is trying to escape, don't let him get away!"

The one shouting was none other than Mu Wanzhou, her gaze like a torch, fixed tightly on Li Yingqian.

Hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes turned cold and sharp.

Domain Gate?

This fool wants to run—can he?

Lin Feng was seen hurling the Tianhong Sword; its light flashed like lightning, instantly pinning Li Yingqian to the shattered Emperor's dragon throne in the Hall of Supreme Polarity.

As Li Yingqian's scream rang out, that Domain Gate also slowly dissipated into the air.

The entire Capital seemed to freeze at this moment; everyone stared at the scene in shock, their hearts filled with awe.

Lin Feng's gaze swept coldly across the surroundings.

As if everything was within his control, an aura of kingly dominance welled up within him.

"We… we won!"

At the entrance of the Imperial Palace, the Lin Clan members who were locked in bloody combat had all witnessed this scene.

Lin Xuan and the others were overjoyed.

Lin Kuohai even let out a long howl.

Killing the Crown Prince meant the Lin Clan had also gained some victory.

But the situation still felt somewhat off—how could such a vast Imperial Palace have only one Crown Prince?

At this moment, Li Yingqian lay collapsed on the dragon throne, his breath faint and on the verge of death.

He knew he had been utterly defeated, no longer able to stand against Lin Feng.

He was seen closing his eyes, awaiting Lin Feng's judgment.

"Where is the Emperor?"

Lin Feng asked in a deep voice, a trace of puzzlement in his tone.

The imperial clan's foundation ran deep, yet in this battle, the Emperor had not been seen at all.

Hearing this, Li Yingqian suddenly began to laugh, his face twisted and savage: "Lin Feng, do you think that defeating me means you've defeated the imperial clan?"

"Keep dreaming!"

"Killing me is only the beginning—wait and see, my imperial clan will surely take revenge against your Lin Clan."

"Your Lin Clan is doomed to be destroyed!"

Hearing these words, Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged.

"It seems you won't say anything."

"Good that you know it!" Li Yingqian roared furiously, the remaining Spiritual Power around him boiling over—he still wanted to counterattack.

But at that moment, a streak of sword light came sweeping in.

All that remained in Li Yingqian's eyes was a sheet of blood; his head flew off and dropped to the ground.

"The Crown Prince is dead—do you still wish to resist?!" Lin Kuohai was seen bellowing.

His voice spread throughout the Capital, and everyone was utterly shocked.

"The Crown Prince is dead!"

"The Crown Prince is dead!"

"The Crown Prince is dead!"

The people of the Lin Clan and the Mu Family shouted wildly, their mighty voices causing the people of the remaining six families to freeze in place.

"They… succeeded?"

No one could believe it.

Lin Feng, leading the Lin Clan, had actually stormed into the Imperial Palace and killed the Crown Prince.

But this matter was altogether too strange.

How could such a vast Imperial Palace have only the Crown Prince?

Where was the Emperor?

Where was the imperial clan's foundation?

At this moment, the people of the Lin Clan were also full of doubts.

Yet no one brought it up again—everyone's gaze fell upon Lin Feng.

He had walked out.