"Hahahaha! So what if you kill me? The Di Yu family will never leave this Cloud Heaven Realm!"

Leng Xiaoyu, who was being trampled under Lin Feng's feet, incredulously spat out some blood. He fell to the ground with just a casual strike, but soon, looking at the demonic blade flashing with cold light in front of him, he laughed even more wildly.

"Di Yu, you're dead!"

Before the laughter subsided, Lin Feng's demonic blade pierced down, and the literary energy swirling before them suddenly surged into the sky, spreading out an indescribable sense of sorrow.

The second-level Sage of Literature sneered, "Fool! Die!"

Di Yu quickly said, "My lord, the death of the Sage of Literature will cause grief throughout the world, and someone will appear here soon."

Lin Feng nodded and asked, "Will those people he mentioned come?"

“Yes…” Di Yu gasped, “My lord, Leng Xiaoyu is the second younger brother of the head of the Leng family, the number one family in Yuntian City. He is also a member of the Holy Tang Bad People and an old friend of Chen Yutang of the Chen family in Chang’an Road.”

"So, the entire Leng family will be coming?"

"yes..."

"Bring your family out within an hour, and I will look for you outside Yuntian City."

"Yes, sir!" Di Yu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "There is a pavilion thirty miles south of Yuntian City. I will wait for you there."

"Mm." Lin Feng nodded in response, then walked up the steps of the Cloud Heaven Ghost Market step by step.

"Halt! Cloud Heaven Ghost Market is closed!"

A loud shout rang out, but Lin Feng still walked up.

"Anyone who trespasses into the Cloud Heaven Ghost Market shall die!"

With another loud shout, Lin Feng ignored everything and stepped onto the last step of the Cloud Heaven Ghost Market.

"Set up the formation!"

"Heavenly Heart Martial Soul Annihilation Formation!"

Twelve different beams of light appeared, and twelve martial spirits, bound by cloud-black chains, suddenly appeared before Lin Feng, who had just stepped into the Ghost Market territory.

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, Thunder Roar, Dark Gold Claw Bear, Azure Phosphorous Serpent, Human-Faced Demon Spider, Light Dragon God Butterfly, Fire Cloud Rhinoceros Armored Bull, Deep Sea Demon Whale... and so on, all roared angrily at Lin Feng.

The next moment, a dragon's roar rose from the ground beside Lin Feng, directly dispersing the dark clouds that were obscuring the Ghost Market.

An eye appeared in the trembling space, followed by a huge red dragon head that swam through the transparent spatial structure and arrived above the entire ghost market.

Inside the ghost market, everyone who was packing up their stalls or preparing to flee froze, staring blankly at the sky, overwhelmed by the dragon's might.

The twelve martial spirits were suppressed and dared not make a sound. The people who set up the formation also lowered their heads in fear. Only one woman standing behind the formation held a jade-colored longsword and looked at Lin Feng with hostility.

However, the other person was not enough to attract Lin Feng's attention. What really surprised Lin Feng was that there was another participant with this person.

Or rather, it is the imprint of a participant's will left in this world.

"roar!!"

A loud, booming bark rose into the sky, and then a ferocious beast leaped out of the brand.

The ferocious beast has the body of an ox, is covered in hedgehog-like fur, resembles a tiger, and has wings on its back.

The Martial Soul Qiongqi.

Qiongqi Martial Soul extended its claws to protect the spatial structure, temporarily stabilizing the almost shattered space and stopping Gui Ke, who was about to venture into the Ghost Market, from entering: "Li Qi of the Shangqing Tongling lineage of the Daoist sect, may I ask... why did you force your way into the Cloud Heaven Ghost Market?"

Lin Feng didn't answer but instead asked, "Is this someone you're protecting?"

"The Cloud Heaven Ghost Market helped me find a Martial Soul Ring, and I promised to protect them," Li Qi replied, his tone unusually calm, a quality Lin Feng had only ever seen in two Daoist participants within the Daoist space.

"This is my mission." Lin Feng explained simply. Gui Ke, who was connected to him by mind, had already stretched out his claws, tearing through space and pressing down on the Qiongqi that the other party had manifested.

"Everyone, run! I can only hold him off for a few breaths."

Seeing this, Li Qi said nothing more, reminded the crowd around him, and then manifested an even larger Qiongqi that rushed into the shattered space to meet Gui Ke.

As Qiongqi shattered, Li Qi's will imprint transformed into a stream of light. Lin Feng did not completely eliminate him, allowing him to disappear ahead.

Until only a few reckless people remained in the entire ghost market, only the woman from before was still standing there, glaring angrily at Lin Feng.

"The Leng family of Sheng Tang will not let you go!" the woman said viciously, her eyes filled with hatred that seemed capable of slaughtering him a thousand times over. "Even if you were involved, you cannot escape the pursuit of the Bad Guys!"

"Is that so?" Lin Feng finally spoke. "There must be quite a few participants among the Bad Guys, right?"

Judging from the participants' temperaments, they will definitely cooperate with the Bad Guys, but... there should be quite a few talented people among the Bad Guys in this world.

"Hmph!" The woman sneered, but just as she was feeling smug, an armored female general stepped out from beside Lin Feng. At that moment, a tiger's roar faintly echoed between heaven and earth, causing the sky above the Ghost Market to tremble.

"Tiger Head Death Spear?"

"You are a descendant of Huang Chao?!"

This time, the woman completely lost her smile, her gaze fixed on the murderous aura rising behind Hongling, and finally she saw the ferocious beast that was devouring the bloodline of the Holy Tang Dynasty.

"Hahahaha! You're dead! You've gone against the Holy Tang Dynasty, and His Majesty will personally tear you to pieces!"

"Hahahaha!" The woman went berserk in an instant, laughing wildly as she pointed at Lin Feng, at the spear, and at the endless clouds: "The people of this world will surely tear you to pieces!!!"

Amidst the maniacal laughter, Lin Feng calmly raised the Demon Blade, and with a swift slash, easily severed the woman's legs. He then walked to her side and said, "Then let me see just how capable your Leng family really is."

Click!

The woman's jaw was broken; a demonic force shattered her bones and destroyed her already low level of cultivation.

"grown ups!"

Suddenly, a man walked over, bowed respectfully, and said, "Sir, I am Wang Lebei, a miscellaneous official from Chang'an Road, and a constable in this Yuntian Ghost Market."

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded, signaling the other person to continue.

"I usually search for various beast spirit awakeners for the Ghost Market. Recently, the Leng family found a transformed spirit beast in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Chang'an Road. It is said to be extremely beautiful and has a natural fragrance. It is a rare treasure."

"So?" Lin Feng sensed something interesting.

"It is said that this item will be delivered to the Chang'an Circuit Inspector today, awaiting Chen Yutang to present it to His Majesty, in which case the Leng family will be able to develop a province..." the man continued, taking out a strand of soft hair from his hand, and a strange fragrance wafted into Lin Feng's nose.

"Since the world's advancement, transformed soul beasts have become the most popular slaves in the Holy Tang Dynasty. I heard that the transformed soft-boned rabbits of the Holy Music Hall in Gyeonggi Province have a body as soft as water. They once attracted tens of thousands of talented people to write poems with a soft-boned dance. They even helped a person in the second realm of literary saint break through to the third realm, leaving behind a good name."

As the man spoke, his smile grew increasingly lewd.

"What do you want?" Lin Feng interrupted the other person, looking down at the person who had been bending over.

"I have no demands, I only beg you, sir, to remove the shackles from my hands." The man suddenly knelt down, raised the shackles on his wrists engraved with the character "cold," and put away all his expressions.

Kunlun slave, Bodhisattva barbarian, Silla maid... and this transformed soul beast is one of the most popular slaves in the Holy Tang Dynasty today, the Fallen Soul Princess.

A beauty who can make one's soul wander elsewhere.

Among them, the most amazing are the twelve beauties of Nyeonnu, who are famous throughout Gyeonggi Province.

Singing, dancing, throat, voice.

Taste, softness, delicacy, and tenderness.

Feet, waist, smile, back.

Wine, spirit, fire, desire.

Niannu are capable of making people slaves to their thoughts; once you see them, you'll never forget them.

These twelve princesses got their name from this.

Sun He had only seen the Wine Maiden before. Her true form was the soul beast Ice Snow Maiden, who spent 300 days a year soaking in spiritual liquid. Before each performance, she would change to different scented spiritual liquids to soak her skin ten days in advance.

When the Chang Le Fang performance begins, the wine maiden will stand on a piece of ancient cold jade, and the exquisite wine carefully prepared by the workshop will slowly flow over her skin, gently flowing through her white veil as she dances, and then be served to the guests' wine glasses for them to taste.

The wine is so pure that it doesn't freeze; only a saint could drink it.

Even the mere smell of its fragrance can freeze a person's soul and mind for days.