A flicker of unease stirred within Lin Feng upon hearing these words.
The Demon Commander, Qiu Long, was too powerful; he wasn't certain if he could defeat him. If he couldn't, today would be his downfall.
While Lin Feng was still stunned, Qiu Long transformed into a blur of afterimages and once again extended his demonic claw towards him.
Sensing the danger, Lin Feng immediately executed his Feizhu Jisu to evade.
Seeing through Lin Feng's intention, the Demon Commander laughed, "Little brat, you think I'll let you escape again?"
"Space Lock!"
The Demon Commander sneered, his gaze hardening. Lin Feng was instantly frozen in place.
No matter how much Lin Feng tried to activate Feizhu Jisu, his body refused to budge. Space seemed to have been sealed; an invisible barrier encased him, rendering Feizhu Jisu useless.
"You bastard, I'll fight you!"
"Power of Light, transform!"
Lin Feng refused to be a sitting duck. He immediately summoned his Dragon Armor for protection.
*Roar!*
A deafening dragon's roar echoed as a silver dragon pierced through space and merged into Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng's form began to be clad in silver armor.
The Demon Commander's massive hand struck the Dragon Armor, only to be blocked. This prevented Lin Feng's throat from being crushed.
Qing Niao and Li Xiang watched from the side, their hearts pounding.
"Brother Lin Feng truly is a reincarnated true dragon. He can already summon Dragon Armor, that's incredible."
Li Xiang swallowed hard, now completely convinced Lin Feng was a true dragon. Qing Niao also nodded silently, believing Lin Feng's previous claims. However, she remained worried. After all, the Demon Commander was an ancient monster who had lived for thousands of years. Could Lin Feng, even as a reincarnated true dragon, be a match for him?
Qing Niao's worry proved valid, for in the next moment, the Demon Commander's grip caused the Dragon Armor to dent inwards. Lin Feng, protected by the armor, felt it begin to buckle. His mind raced, desperately searching for a solution.
"Fine, kill me then, come on!"
Lin Feng suddenly had an idea. He dispelled the Dragon Armor, allowing the Demon Commander to grip his neck.
"Kid, you don't need to invite death. Before me, you are destined to die."
The Demon Commander chuckled, finding Lin Feng's words redundant. He then tightened his grip. A suffocating sensation overwhelmed Lin Feng, the taste of death filling his senses.
"Daoist priest, if you don't show up soon, I'll really die. Hurry!" Lin Feng cried out internally.
Just as the Demon Commander was about to crush Lin Feng, a streak of light flashed towards them.
"Damn it, only a few days and you're already about to kill yourself."
"If you die, you'll drag me down with you. What are you playing at, kid!"
The figure, infuriated, was Duan Liang, who had sensed Lin Feng's peril and rushed over using Feizhu Jisu. His own life was intertwined with Lin Feng's, and feeling Lin Feng's dire situation, he had no choice but to come to his rescue.
Thus, just as Lin Feng reached his limit, Duan Liang arrived and delivered a powerful kick to the Demon Commander's back.
Caught off guard, the Demon Commander remained unfazed. Duan Liang was sent flying with a crack, crashing through several large trees before regaining his balance.
"Another one seeking death. Let this Commander see what kind of ghost you are?"
Enraged, the Demon Commander temporarily released Lin Feng and turned his attention to Duan Liang.
Clutching his aching chest, Duan Liang looked at the Demon Commander and felt utterly dismayed.
"Damn it, the fellow you've angered this time is a bit too fierce!"
"How is it that I feel like you're going to get me killed?"
A single glance at the Demon Commander was enough for Duan Liang to sense his extraordinary power.
"Brother, this guy is the Demon Commander Qiu Long, an ancient monster who's lived for thousands of years. When he was dominating the Three Realms, your Kunlun ancestor was just a toddler."
Lin Feng explained with a wry smile.
"What? He's the Demon Commander?"
Duan Liang was almost scared to death by Lin Feng's words. He had heard of the Demon Commander Qiu Long. Even before the Kunlun Sect was established, Qiu Long had commanded winds and called for rain; he was a legendary figure. Now, a legendary figure had appeared, and Lin Feng had angered him. What kind of game was this?
Duan Liang was terrified. He knew with absolute certainty that he was no match for Qiu Long.
"Demon Commander, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"
"My younger brother here is young and ignorant, please don't hold it against him."
"I am from the Kunlun Sect. Our Kunlun Patriarch was your contemporary, show us some respect and let us go."
Duan Liang humbled himself, his only option against the Demon Commander being to beg.
"Respect? Does your ancestor have any respect?"
Qiu Long laughed, waved his hand, and Duan Liang was flung away once more, smashing through several more trees.
"Lin Feng, why are you still dazed? This guy clearly wants to kill us both. Fight!"
Duan Liang, with no other choice, shouted anxiously at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng knew they could only fight Qiu Long now. He summoned the Youming Demon Pot, transforming it into a black panther that lunged at Qiu Long.
"You dare to show off such petty tricks before this Commander?"
Qiu Long dismissed it with contempt. With a glare, the black panther conjured by the Youming Demon Pot exploded with a bang. Immediately, Qiu Long beckaned, and Lin Feng was pulled towards him uncontrollably.
"Achen, this Commander promised to eliminate this brat for you, and I always keep my word."
A playful smile touched Qiu Long's lips as he spoke, then struck Lin Feng with his palm. The blow pierced directly through Lin Feng's chest. Lin Feng had no chance to resist.
This scene not only terrified Qing Niao and Li Xiang but also stunned Duan Liang.
"It's over. This time, I've been thoroughly ruined by you, kid."
Duan Liang, whose fate was tied to Lin Feng's, collapsed to the ground with shared agony, enveloped by the aura of death.
"Thank you, Demon Commander, for avenging my Ye family. My Ye family will forever serve the Demon Emperor and Demon Commander with utmost loyalty, even unto death."
Ye Chen, witnessing the Demon Commander's immense power, knelt in sincere admiration.
Having dealt with Lin Feng, the Demon Commander tossed his bloody corpse aside. Lin Feng was not yet dead, lying on the ground, barely clinging to life and spitting blood.
"Lin Feng, how are you?"
Qing Niao rushed forward to help Lin Feng.
"I'm finished. If you can run, do so, and don't mind me."
Lin Feng gave a pale smile. He had troubled Qing Niao for so long; it was time he thought of her.
"I won't run. Hang in there."
Qing Niao's brows furrowed. She glared at the Demon Commander, "Qiu Long, you scoundrel! What kind of hero preys on the weak? If you have the guts, withdraw your cultivation and fight me fairly!"
"Little girl, are you provoking this Commander? Do you wish to die?"
Qiu Long looked at Qing Niao, his eyes glinting with killing intent.
"Demon Commander, Qing Niao is my girlfriend. Don't hurt her!"
"Qing Niao, quickly apologize to the Demon Commander and choose to join us!"
Ye Chen urged anxiously.
"Apologize to him? He's not worthy!"
"From ancient times, evil has never triumphed over righteousness. Justice will eventually prevail."
Qing Niao replied stubbornly.
"Well said, 'evil will never triumph over righteousness.' Then this Commander shall kill you and see if justice prevails!"
The Demon Commander said, then struck at Qing Niao with his palm.
"Dodge!"
At the critical moment, Lin Feng mustered all his strength to push Qing Niao away. As a result, the Demon Commander's palm landed on him again, shattering half of his body.
"Lin Feng!"
Qing Niao stared, dumbfounded. Seeing Lin Feng shield her from the blow, her eyes welled up with tears. Although she had always found him annoying and he often bullied her, in this moment of life and death, he had actually risked his life to save her. Compared to that scoundrel Ye Chen, Lin Feng seemed more like a true man.
"It's over. This time, it's truly finished. I'm going to die too."
Duan Liang felt an unbearable pain, as if he were seeing the long-departed ancestor of Kunlun. Lin Feng was also on the brink of death, his mouth spewing blood, his life force beginning to fade.
"Lin Feng, hold on. Didn't you say you were the Son of Destiny? Then you definitely won't die."
Qing Niao propped up the dying Lin Feng. Remembering the brocade pouch Uncle Guo had given her, she quickly took it out and opened it. Upon seeing the words written on the pouch, Qing Niao was stunned. The pouch contained the same phrase: "Phoenix Nirvana, Rebirth from Ashes!" These were the very words Uncle Guo had given Lin Feng. What did it mean? Qing Niao fell into deep thought.
"Lord Demon Emperor, you have waited long enough. Your subordinate will now help you break through the seal!"
At this moment, the Demon Commander could wait no longer. He strode towards the Demon Sealing Tower, intending to destroy the final seal.
"No, I won't let you succeed."
"Lin Feng, I think I understand the meaning of those eight characters. You'll be alright."
A look of resolve crossed Qing Niao's face. She suddenly pulled out a dagger and slashed it across her fair neck.
"Qing Niao, what are you doing?"
Seeing Qing Niao about to commit suicide, Ye Chen and Li Xiang were terrified. Even the Demon Commander glanced back in surprise.