I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

"Flying sword!"

Feng Lu's expression changed drastically, his heart filled with a mixture of shock and anger.

The incomparably sharp sword energy rushed towards him, forcing him to temporarily halt his breakthrough.

His eyes widened in anger as he slowly raised his right hand, channeling his spiritual power to its maximum.

The violent wind blades condensed into a thick wind wall around him, and waves of air surged wildly all around.

If he can withstand this sword strike, and has another dozen or so breaths, he will be able to successfully break through to the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm.

At that time, Lin Feng will be nothing more than an ant that can be crushed with a wave of his hand.

"laugh!"

The dagger flashed through the air in an arc, as fast as a fleeting shadow, arriving in an instant.

Neither the impenetrable wind wall nor the protective mystic light could withstand this flying sword technique; both were as fragile as paper.

This is the most advanced flying sword technique in the "Myriad Phenomena Sword Scripture".

Lin Feng's soul had been tempered, and the power of his flying sword had already reached an astonishing level.

Moreover, Feng Lu was already seriously injured, so how could he withstand this fatal blow?

"Boom!"

The flying sword collided with the wind wall with a deafening roar, and a massive energy surge swept outwards in all directions like a tidal wave.

Rings of air currents emanated from the wind, spreading outwards in layers, causing a continuous rumbling sound within the hall.

Before everyone's eyes, the dagger seemed like a real flying sword, piercing straight through his chest and spraying a blinding amount of blood.

"How could this be... impossible! I was clearly about to break through to a higher realm, how could I lose to you?"

Feng Lu froze on the spot, his body trembling violently uncontrollably.

A gruesome bloody hole suddenly appeared in his chest, worsening his already severe injuries and causing his breath to rapidly decline.

He could not accept this result.

He was clearly on the verge of breaking through to the next realm, and should have been sweeping across the land and slaughtering everyone in his path.

Why did everything fall apart at the last moment?

And Lin Feng, even though he was already driven to the brink of despair, why did he still have such a deadly trump card hidden in his hand?

"You have no chance of breaking through."

Lin Feng's eyes were as cold as ice, and with a slight thought, the dagger suddenly turned back in mid-air.

The piercing sound of a sword shattered the silence of the hall. The dagger, carrying a sharp killing intent, slashed at Feng Lu once more, aiming straight for his head.

Feng Lu's face turned deathly pale, clearly sensing the deadly threat, as if his head would be severed in the next second.

Despite his deep resentment, he could only grit his teeth and crush the silver ring in his hand.

A dazzling silver light instantly enveloped him, soared into the sky, and vanished outside the palace in an instant.

This incredibly talented prodigy from the Xiaoyao Academy, who was deeply hidden and feared by countless geniuses, was eliminated by Lin Feng with a single sword strike at the crucial moment when he was about to break through to the next realm.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Only the immense energy fluctuations transformed into a raging wind that howled and swirled within the hall, lingering for a long time...

Once the dust has completely settled.

Everyone stared blankly up at the front of them.

"Who was that figure in the silvery light just now?"

Everyone was filled with doubt.

The two had fought so fiercely that their energy was boiling over, making it impossible to see the details of the battle.

"Senior Brother Feng will definitely win! He has already reached the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm; how could Lin Feng possibly be his match?"

A disciple from the Xiaoyao Academy spoke first, his tone resolute.

"That's right, didn't you see that silver light? That was clearly the escape light triggered by Lin Feng crushing the silver ring!"

The other disciples of Xiaoyao Academy nodded in agreement.

After all, the power of Wind Law Breakthrough was as vast as mountains and as boundless as the sea; they had all truly felt that terrifying aura.

Cheng Xu's face lit up with joy, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hehe! Lin Feng, no matter how well you hide it, you can't beat Feng Lu in the end."

Song Zhaolin and the others also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought Lin Feng was going to sweep across the land, but who would have thought that Feng Lu would break through at the last minute?

Given his temperament, Feng Lu must have already planned this far.

He is the one who is most deeply hidden in this trial.

"Could it be that Junior Brother Lin has really been eliminated?"

Ji Tianpeng and the others were struck dumb.

Song Yuwei's pretty face also turned serious, and a strong sense of unease welled up in her heart.

Just as the atmosphere was tense on the side of the Hundred Refinements Sect and the disciples of the other five sects were gloating, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"What are you laughing at?"

Everyone instinctively turned their heads to look, and saw a young man walking slowly from not far away.

He walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, a dagger hanging above his head, its sharp, cold gleam sending chills down one's spine.

The moment they saw the young man's face, all the disciples of the five sects were struck dumb, their faces instantly darkening.

"How is that possible?"

"Wasn't Lin Feng eliminated? Why is he still on the field?"

"Where is Senior Brother Feng? Where did he go?"

The disciples of Xiaoyao Academy felt their hands and feet go cold, their hearts completely enveloped by unease.

Cheng Xu and the others froze on the spot, their faces filled with disbelief.

If Lin Feng is the one who stays in the hall in the end, wouldn't that mean that Feng Lu has been eliminated?

Even Feng Lu couldn't defeat Lin Feng, so who else in this hall could be his match?

The outcome of this trial is self-evident.

The strongest among them was not any of them, but a newly recruited disciple of the Hundred Refinements Sect!

Song Zhaolin's face was ashen, and his fingertips turned slightly white from the force he exerted.

As the young master of Yunjian Manor, he knew some secrets unknown to ordinary people.

The reason why only inner disciples are allowed to participate in this Six Sects Trial is because Lu Zhuang from the Hundred Refinements Sect has emerged.

Several years ago, when Lu Zhuang was still an inner disciple, he overshadowed the inner disciples of the other five sects.

Everyone thought that by avoiding Lu Zhuang, they could win first place in the trial, but who would have thought that Lin Feng would emerge from within the Hundred Refinements Sect.

It should be noted that Lin Feng's cultivation level was only at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, yet he possessed such terrifying combat power.

Once he enters the Spirit Sea Realm, just how terrifying will his strength become?

At that time, where will the inner disciples of the five sects have a chance to rise to prominence?

"Having avoided Lu Zhuang, another Lin Feng has emerged. Could it be that the era of Hundred Refinements Sect's absolute dominance is truly about to arrive?"

Song Zhaolin's eyes were cold, and his heart was filled with apprehension.

Shi Bing, Situ Kuang, and the others didn't think too much about it; they just cheered excitedly.

"I knew it! Junior Brother Lin has been undefeated since he set foot in the Rocky Mountains, how could he possibly lose to Feng Lu?"

"Even if Feng Ji hides his talents deeply, can he hide them as well as Junior Brother Lin?"

Ji Tianpeng laughed heartily, patting his chest as if to say, "I have the best eye."

Upon hearing this, Shi Bing glared at him fiercely and scolded, "Now you call me Junior Brother Lin so affectionately, have you forgotten how unwilling you were before?"

Ji Tianpeng awkwardly touched his nose, looking somewhat unnatural.

Song Yuwei's gaze was also firmly fixed on the young man.

Her eyes held a complex mix of surprise, shock, and disbelief.

The various sword techniques Lin Feng had just displayed had already won her complete admiration.

The final flying sword technique caused a huge upheaval in the heart of this sword genius.

That is the technique of controlling the sword with one's divine soul.

In the sword cultivator's training system, it is one of the most difficult secret techniques to master, and even she has never mastered it.

But Lin Feng, a body cultivator from the Hundred Refinements Sect, actually did it.

It should be noted that among the six prodigies, Feng Lu is recognized as the strongest. Even if the other five joined forces, they might not be his match.

But Lin Feng, by some chance, won.

With his Foundation Establishment cultivation and status as a newly recruited disciple, he didn't even have the title of one of the top ten prodigies, yet he personally eliminated Feng Lu from the competition.

Is this the talent and potential of the Chaos Holy Body?

Song Yuwei felt a mix of emotions, and even a hint of barely perceptible jealousy appeared on her face.

Just then, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

"Lin Feng! How dare you eliminate Senior Brother Feng!"

A disciple of the Xiaoyao Academy glared at Lin Feng, his body radiating a palpable aura of menace.

"Who do you think you are, to question me like that?"

Lin Feng snorted coldly and casually struck out with his palm.

A surge of powerful energy roared out instantly, creating a violent airwave.

The palm struck the disciple hard in the chest, sending him flying backward, coughing up blood repeatedly. He was unable to get up after landing.

Lin Feng's eyes were icy cold as he faced the disciples of the five sects alone, his killing intent palpable.

"I personally eliminated even Feng Lu; whoever wants to die, I'll grant their wish!"