Exclamations continued to resound, as the scene before them defied all expectations.

Before the appearance of this space gate, less than a square meter, no one sensed any anomaly. The gate seemed to spring from thin air, without a trace of forewarning.

By the time everyone noticed, the arm, exuding an eerie aura, was already merely half a meter away from Lin Feng.

"There’s a cursed aura."

Staring at this arm, Lin Feng furrowed his brow tightly. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

In deciding to publicize the achievements in the Land of Chaos, he had prepared himself, but never anticipated an assassination attempt to come so swiftly.

Only one night had passed.

Lin Feng, having absorbed the curse soul skill before, was quite familiar with this soul skill’s fluctuations. The cursed aura on this arm was dense and extraordinarily chilling. He had a premonition that once touched, even the use of [Illusion] couldn’t fend it off.

With a slight movement of his right foot, Lin Feng attempted to retreat, yet the surrounding space seemed frozen solid, leaving him to watch helplessly as the pitch-black arm appeared before his eyes...

The pitch-black arm lightly touched his face, which instantly dissolved as if corroded by acid, accompanied by a piercing scream that quickly fell silent.

"That was close!"

Lin Feng looked at the heavily corroded corpse on the floor, feeling fortunate.

At the last moment, before being touched, he employed the Stand soul skill to swap places with a middle-aged man two meters away.

When the space gate emerged, Lin Feng noticed a fleeting hint of joy in the eyes of this middle-aged man, coupled with a distinct energy fluctuation. Though he didn’t attack, it was evident he was a tool.

As to who this man was, Lin Feng didn’t know.

Nor did he care.

By becoming a tool, his fate was already sealed.

The arm swiftly retracted into the space gate after succeeding in its strike. As it did so, the flickering glow of the space gate dimmed, closing quickly. The arm retracted fast, but the blade flash moved faster.

A blue blade flash flickered past like light and shadow, leaving no trace, and making no sound.

As blood splattered and the arm fell mid-air, a faint grunt could be heard from within the palm-sized space gate.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Ye Xing entered the demon transformation state.

A strong white light erupted from his body, causing his muscles to ripple and swell. The arms and legs became extremely robust, with muscles extremely pronounced like small hills, exuding great virility.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of bones, Ye Xing’s body surged upward, his shoulders broad and round, reaching a height of two and a half meters like a small giant.

His face slightly swelled, eyesockets faintly sunken, brown pupils exuding a hint of frenzy. Two exposed canine teeth, resembling fangs, added a further touch of ferocity and viciousness to his already overwhelmingly imposing countenance, permeating the air with heat and frenzy after Ye Xing’s demon transformation.

As Ye Xing underwent demon transformation, an elder lunged at Lin Feng, who stood motionless. The Stand soul skill activated, swapping places with Ye Xing in an instant.

In the next moment, Ye Xing appeared with clenched fists where the elder was, delivering a heavy blow.

Bang!

The air burst with a sound of explosion. The elder’s expression changed slightly but did not retreat. He raised his hand to block, yet the frenzied force sent him crashing backward, spurting blood. Before he could regain his footing, Bu Zheng appeared silently behind him.

Enveloped in a blue glow, the elder’s body stiffened; seconds later, he was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Only now did people react.

"How powerful!"

The sudden assassination attempt shocked everyone, but Yun Tianqi’s quick blade and Ye Xing’s frenzied strength equally astonished them.

Although it was just a simple strike, their precise power couldn’t be discerned, yet it was clearly not as simple as an Eighth Grade.

"Stand soul skill!"

"Lin Feng indeed possesses the Stand soul skill. I had doubted it before."

"Two Divine Level soul skills—what kind of luck is this?"

"Wasn’t Lin Feng unable to undergo demon transformation? How could the soul skill’s effect still be so potent?"

"Yun Tianqi’s blade is faster, and Ye Xing’s strength is greater too!"

Observing the grisly corpse on the ground and the lifelike ice sculpture, people murmured among themselves.

Demon Spirit Masters could release soul skills even without demon transformation, but the speed and effect of the soul skill would both take significant hits.

Just now, Lin Feng clearly didn’t have time to undergo demon transformation, yet the Stand soul skill played its part perfectly.

If delayed a second, or if the effect had been weaker, Lin Feng might have perished by now.

"Damn it."

With a curse, two Kings responsible for security appeared on the scene, their faces somewhat unsightly at the time.

Earlier, Zhou Shengkai provoked them, but they had refrained from acting, confident in stopping him.

Yet they never imagined an assassination occurring right under their eyes. Fortunately, Lin Feng was unharmed, otherwise, facing disgrace was the least of their concerns.

"Apostle Kong Feng."

A Martial King spoke coldly.

Even though the owner of the arm inside the space gate had not shown himself, this unique method of attack was unmistakable, easily revealing the perpetrator.

"Kong Feng!"

Murderous intent flashed in Lin Feng’s eyes.

As a candidate for the position of Apostle, Lin Feng had naturally looked into the current 22 Apostles of the Pure Land.

Among the Apostles, Kong Feng was quite renowned. His middle-rank Spirit King strength wasn’t the strongest among the Apostles, yet he was universally acknowledged as a troublesome character.

He had refined the Illusion Demon Spirit, ranked ninth on the Exotic Beast Chart.

The innate skill of this demon spirit was called the Void Gate.

The Demon Spirit Master who refined this demon spirit could open a small space gate using a medium and traverse through.

This ability was categorized as a support type, lacking any offensive power but proving elusive to defend against.

Kong Feng evidently knew his own weakness, so he refined a second demon spirit, excelling in curse attacks. Once touched by him, the opponent practically had no capacity for resistance.

The Apostles were mighty but lacked the power to solidify space, rendering Lin Feng unable to move. That terrifying aura surely had Emperor-level support.

The opponent clearly understood that Lin Feng possessed the Stand soul skill, their preparation thorough, leaving him no escape opportunity.

However, they evidently didn’t know that even without demon transformation, Lin Feng could rapidly release a soul skill, fully realizing its effect.

This first assassination caused such a ruckus and involved cooperation between an Apostle and an Emperor, prompting Lin Feng some concern.

The lure of the astronomical bounty moved even the Emperors.

Henceforth, he would face even more frenzied assassination attempts.

"What’s happening?"

Swiftly, a group arrived on the scene, including an Emperor.

"Two ’Might Makes Right’ semi-finalists suddenly...."

The two Kings hastily explained, and the Emperor glanced at Lin Feng, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes, yet he asked nothing.

"Become a king quickly, or it will be extremely dangerous."

A thought flashed across Lin Feng’s mind as he headed toward an empty dining table.

Behind him, Zhou Shengkai trembled slightly.

During the battle, he had been closest, witnessing the two Ninth Grade experts brutally slaughtered before his eyes. He no longer harbored any desire to challenge Lin Feng.

The anger from having his spot seized had evaporated, leaving only lingering fear.

Soon, security personnel transferred the two corpses into black bags and wiped the floor clean, yet a faint bloody scent lingered in the air.

The atmosphere felt slightly tense.

Those present had seen corpses before, had killed before; most were accustomed to slaughter. Yet at this moment, they distinctly sensed their difference from Lin Feng’s group.

It wasn’t a disparity in achievements or strength.

"He’s something else."

Zhang Junhao’s voice carried a hint of weight.

A perfect assassination thwarted; although it revealed little about Lin Feng’s group’s specific strength, no one dared underestimate them anymore.

Regardless of Lin Feng’s strength, merely possessing two Divine Level soul skills was already difficult enough, not to mention executing them swiftly and perfectly without demon transformation, equally remarkable.

Xie Yixiao’s face turned slightly pale.

Initially, he had thought to regain face, but now he saw no such hope.

Even if a chance did arise, though, he might not dare act.

There were too many with grudges against Lin Feng, too many seeking his death!

He and Zhou Shengkai didn’t even make the list.