A dull, urgent hum, accompanied by a strong sense of vibration, suddenly emanated from the corner of the stone house!
It was the gray-white Formation Plate controlling the Water Mist Maze Formation! At this moment, the Formation Plate was trembling violently, the water ripple Talismans carved on its surface flickering erratically, emitting a dazzling red light! A strong fluctuation, caused by a violent external impact, clearly transmitted through the Formation's core into Lin Feng's Divine Sense!
"Someone is attacking the Formation?!" Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart sank, and he instantly awoke from his fatigued state!
A cold chill shot up his spine to the top of his head! Black Reef Island was remote and resource-poor; who would forcefully attack an island with only a Tier 1 Middle Stage defensive Formation in the dead of night?
Could it be… that greedy gaze from the Golden Scale Merchant Ship?
Or… something else?
No time to think! Lin Feng grabbed the few Talismans he had just drawn from the table and stuffed them into his embrace, while simultaneously slapping his Storage Pouch at his waist!
Clang!
A quiet blue glow instantly illuminated the dim stone house! The newly acquired fenshui sword emerged in response, hovering beside him, its blade long and slender, exuding a moist Spiritual Light and a sharp aura. The sword hilt felt cool in his hand, and a sense of Bloodline connection flowed through him.
His other hand tightly gripped the trembling Formation Plate, his Divine Sense fully poured into it, attempting to stabilize the Formation while also sensing the external situation.
Through the blurred perception transmitted by the Formation, he could "see" that the gray-white mist shrouding the island's core area was violently surging and shaking! An extremely powerful Spiritual Pressure, far exceeding that of the Qi Refinement Middle Stage, was fiercely striking the Formation's weak points like a raging battering ram!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Each strike made the Formation Plate tremble violently, and the stone house itself seemed to shake with it! The red light on the Formation Plate grew increasingly intense, and even tiny cracks began to appear! That thin barrier of mist was visibly thinning and dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Qi Refinement Late Stage! At least above the seventh layer!" Lin Feng's expression was extremely grave, his thoughts racing. The Water Mist Maze Formation could at most withstand a Qi Refinement Late Stage Cultivator for a short while; under the opponent's fierce assault, collapse was imminent!
Escape? How far could he escape in the vast ocean with his current cultivation?
Fight? Qi Refinement Fifth Layer against Qi Refinement Late Stage was like hitting a rock with an egg!
His only reliance left was the two points of Divine Power that had recovered in his Sea of Consciousness, and the Demon Slayer Divine Ability!
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he no longer hesitated! His figure shot out of the stone house like a ghost, without disturbing any Mortal village.
Using the cover of the Formation's mist, he ascended the highest black reef behind the stone house in a few leaps, looking down from above, his gaze like lightning, piercing through the surging mist and the deep night, firmly locking onto the figure emitting a powerful Spiritual Pressure above the sea surface at the edge of the Formation!
Under the hazy moonlight, a thin, gaunt Cultivator dressed in black night clothes and with a black cloth covering his face, was suspended several feet above the sea.
He was stepping on a flying shuttle that emitted an earthy yellow Spiritual Light, forming hand seals, and in front of him hovered a completely crimson Flying Sword burning with raging flames, which repeatedly transformed into giant fiery meteors, fiercely striking the tottering Formation light barrier! Each strike erupted with dazzling firelight and deafening roars!
Beside him, there was also a palm-sized, spinning bronze small shield, emitting a heavy Spiritual Light, clearly a defensive Magical Artifact.
One person, three Magical Artifacts! Both offense and defense! As expected, a Qi Refinement Late Stage Cultivator!
Lin Feng's heart sank to rock bottom. The opponent came prepared, and their strength was overwhelming!
Just then—
Crack!
A clear cracking sound came!
The Formation Plate in Lin Feng's hand trembled violently, and a crack on it instantly widened! The gray-white mist shrouding the island twisted violently and flickered a few times like a punctured bubble, emitting a mournful "poof" sound, and completely dissipated without a trace!
The Water Mist Maze Formation, broken!
The cold moonlight poured down unimpeded, clearly illuminating Lin Feng's figure on the reef, and also illuminating the greedy, fierce glint in the masked Cultivator's eyes above the sea, like a hungry wolf seeing its prey!
"Kid! If you know what's good for you, hand over your Storage Pouch and all valuables on the island! I'll spare your life!" A hoarse, chilling voice, like the cry of a night owl, pierced through the sea wind, carrying undisguised killing intent, and slammed fiercely towards Lin Feng!
Lin Feng's heart pounded, but his eyes were as calm as a cold pond. He knew deeply that any retreat now was a dead end! The opponent had broken the Formation and attacked forcefully, clearly intending to kill and seize treasures, leaving no room for negotiation!
"Hmph! A rat hiding its head and tail, dares to covet Lin's possessions?" Lin Feng's voice was cold and clear, carrying deliberate contempt to provoke the opponent, while his Treading Wave Step suddenly activated underfoot! His figure moved like a ghost, instantly shifting several feet with the cover of the reef!
Almost at the moment he moved!
Boom!!
A blazing fiery meteor, accompanied by a piercing whoosh, slammed fiercely onto the reef where he had just stood! The hard black reef was instantly blasted into a large pit, shattered rocks flew, and it was scorched black! It was the crimson Flying Sword controlled by the robbing Cultivator!
"Little bastard! Your movement technique is quite fast!" The robbing Cultivator missed his strike, cursed angrily, and controlled the Flying Sword like a maggot on a bone, turning into a line of fire and chasing again! At the same time, the bronze small shield beside him glowed brightly with yellow light, protecting him tightly, clearly guarding against any potential countermeasures from Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's figure rapidly weaved through the jagged reefs, pushing his Treading Wave Step to its limit. The fenshui sword was not drawn, but held in his hand, its blade glowing with a quiet blue Spiritual Light, ready to parry at any moment. The natural restraining aura against evil brought by the passive Zhanyao was now fully activated by him, enveloping his body, subtly weakening the burning sensation of the opponent's fire-attributed Spiritual Power!
"Can you only hide in a turtle shell and shoot arrows from afar? Useless!" Lin Feng dodged while sharply mocking, trying to provoke the opponent into revealing an opening.
"Sharp-tongued! I'll skin you alive!" The robbing Cultivator was indeed enraged, controlling his Flying Sword with even faster and fiercer attacks! Fiery meteors rained down like a storm, blasting the reefs around Lin Feng into flying debris, with firelight soaring into the sky! The scorching airwaves made Lin Feng's skin ache, and the edges of his robes even began to curl and char!
The passive Zhanyao could only weaken Spiritual Power attribute damage, but could not completely offset this huge power disparity! Lin Feng was like a small boat in a raging storm, narrowly brushing past flames several times, his Spiritual Power rapidly depleting during the high-speed dodging.
Now is the time!
A cold light burst from Lin Feng's eyes! In the instant he narrowly avoided another fiery strike, and his body was slightly staggered by the explosive airwave, he suddenly pulled out two Talismans from his embrace with his right hand!
One was chillingly cold, the other flowed with Spiritual Light!
"Go!" Lin Feng whispered, Spiritual Power instantly infused!
Whoosh!
