C7 Tianqiong Young Master

The range of the God Domain was comparable to two Ba Huang Province, and it was also divided into four directions, East, South, West and North. The Village of God Spirit where Lin Feng was located was in the northeast of the God Domain. It was still tens of thousands of kilometers away from the center of the God Domain. It would take twenty days to get there on foot.

Lin Feng and the two girls chose to cross paths of walking and flying. It would only take them ten days to reach the God Domain Holy Hall.

After four days, Lin Feng sent Meng Qing and Tang Youyou into the Martial Soul World. He didn't know what kind of danger he would encounter outside, and even if he met other women in the future, he would send them into the Martial Soul World. Only then would Lin Feng be at ease.

Lin Feng traveled alone for two days before arriving at a city. This city was very glorious. It was vast and had countless tall buildings.

Walking into the city, Lin Feng found out from his inquiries that this was the Transfer City, a place where people came from four different directions and headed towards the center of the God Domain.

Lin Feng walked into the center of the city and found an inn to stay.

"Waiter, give me a cup of good wine and two pounds of roast meat."

Lin Feng walked downstairs and chose a relatively quiet corner to sit down. He called out to the waiter, and after a while, the waiter came to Lin Feng's side with a pot of wine and two plates of meat.

The waiter was strong enough to be an Inferior Grade Martial Emperor, but in the Divine Land, he could only be a waiter. If this was the Nine Empyreans Continent, he would probably be the overlord of a small world.

"Young master, you must also be here to participate in the Array Tao Competition, right?"

The waiter placed the wine and dishes on the table and asked Lin Feng with a smile.

Hearing this, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Waiter, is the Transfer City going to hold an Array Tao Competition?"

"Ya, young master, you don't know?" When the waiter heard Lin Feng's question, he looked at Lin Feng in surprise, and then nodded with a smile: "Since young master doesn't know, then I will tell you about this Array Tao Competition."

"Alright, I'm all ears." Lin Feng nodded and smiled kindly.

"Hey, waiter, what's going on? Our young master has been waiting here for a long time. What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and serve our young master some wine."

Before the waiter could speak, he was interrupted by a burly man beside him. The waiter's face turned pale as he hurriedly walked in front of the burly man.

The big man stood in front of the table, and in the middle of the table sat a young man in a silver robe. The young man had a handsome face, and there was a sword on the table. The young man had an indifferent expression, and when he saw the waiter walk over, he glanced at the waiter, causing the waiter's face to turn even paler.

"Young Master Tian Qiong, I didn't know you were here. Please don't blame me." The waiter looked at the young man in fear and apologized respectfully.

"Hmph, what kind of person is our young master? How could he care about such a small matter? Scram, hurry up and get the wine and dishes." The burly man roared, scaring the waiter into running to the kitchen to get the dishes.

Lin Feng stared at the young man, causing the burly man to glare at Lin Feng and roar, "Brat, what are you looking at? How dare you offend our young master?"

The burly man shouted angrily with a fierce expression. A terrifying deterrence swept out and headed straight for Lin Feng.

The strength of a Holy King at the initial stage was not bad.

However, with this bit of strength, it was too laughable to think that he, a Sovereign Holy King, would be intimidated.

Lin Feng flung his sleeves, and with a pa sound, his mouth spread throughout the entire inn.

The burly man was stunned. He covered the left side of his face that was in great pain, and then he was filled with overflowing anger. With a ferocious expression, he roared, "Brat, you are f * cking courting death!"

The burly man clenched his fist and threw a punch. A terrifying aura was released, causing the surrounding people to quickly move to the side. The waitor also walked out, and when he saw that there was a conflict between the burly man and Lin Feng, his face changed drastically.

"Not good, not this time. How did he provoke Young Master Tian Qiong?" The waiter's face was pale, and he carefully placed the food on the young man's table. The young man glanced at the waiter and then said to the burly man, "Jun, come back."

The burly man punched Lin Feng less than half a meter away from his chest, and was about to hit him. The young man's words made the burly man immediately stop. The waitor's expression also relaxed, and he thought to himself, Lin Feng is finally out of danger.

"Humph, brat, consider our young master kindhearted. Otherwise, I will cripple you." The burly man bellowed and sneered arrogantly. His smile was filled with ridicule, as if he had spared Lin Feng's life and was about to walk back to Young Master Tian Qiong's side.

"Hehe, since you're here, why don't you stay here for a while?" Lin Feng smiled faintly as he struck out with his palm. A terrifying Sovereign Holy King aura rippled out, and the burly man's face turned pale as his legs started to tremble.

Lin Feng struck out with his palm and landed on the burly man's shoulder. The burly man screamed in pain as he felt a huge mountain pressing down on his shoulder, preventing him from moving at all. Lin Feng grabbed with all his might, and the burly man was caught behind Lin Feng.

"Kneel down." Lin Feng shouted lightly. Next, everyone saw the burly man bend his legs with a pale face, preparing to kneel down to Lin Feng.

The burly man's heart was filled with anger. He would never kneel down, but Lin Feng's terrifying aura forced him to do so.

His face was filled with shock and fear. He thought to himself, It's over. Why is this Lin Feng so blind? He is Young Master Tian Qiong's follower. Wouldn't that be a slap to Young Master Tian Qiong's face?

As expected, when Young Master Tian Qiong saw how Lin Feng treated Jun, he immediately let out a cold shout and slammed the table, and with a loud sound, an attack formed from Elemental Strength flew straight towards Lin Feng's chest.

Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. He also slammed the table twice, and a terrifying explosion sounded in the air. Immediately, the surrounding tables and chairs were all shattered into pieces by the remaining force. Everyone's eyes were wide open as they watched the battle between the two at their peak.

Young Master Tian Qiong waved his left hand, and the burly man's legs became much less bent. When Lin Feng saw this, he sneered: "Since brother wants it so much, I'll give it to you."

Lin Feng casually waved his hand, and the big man flew out and crashed onto Young Master Tian Qiong's table. Young Master Tian Qiong let out a cold shout, and with a wave of his left hand, a terrifying amount of control swept out, causing Lin Feng's face to turn serious.

"The Dao of Control, and the Dao of Control."

Jun was picked up by the Young Master Tian Qiong and stood beside him. His face was pale and filled with anger, as well as a trace of unwillingness.

"Young Master, Jun has embarrassed you. Please punish him." The big man cupped his fists with a face full of regret.

"It's none of your business. It's this brother who has unfathomable strength. May I ask your name?" Young Master Tian Qiong smiled coldly as he looked at Lin Feng and asked.

Lin Feng glanced at Young Master Tian Qiong and said indifferently: "Mu Feng."

"Brother Mu Feng, we will meet again someday. Let's go, Jun."

Hearing Lin Feng's name, Tian Qiong nodded. He stood up and said to Jun.

Jun nodded, then looked at Lin Feng viciously and shouted half threateningly: "You have offended Young Master Tian Qiong, Mu Feng, you're dead for sure."

"Hehe, see Young Master Tian Qiong off." Lin Feng cupped his fists and smiled indifferently as he watched Jun and Young Master Tian Qiong leave the inn.

It was only then that everyone stood up with relieved expressions and began to point at Lin Feng.

"This brat really doesn't know how to die. He actually dares to go against Young Master Tian Qiong?"

"Heh heh, he deserved to die. How powerful do you think you are?"

"Young Master Tian Qiong will not argue with such a person, in case others say that he is bullying."

"Haha, Young Master Tian Qiong is magnanimous, this person simply doesn't know what's good for him."

The guests around the inn pointed at Lin Feng, their words revealing a trace of ridicule and ridicule.

Lin Feng's face turned cold. He glanced at the few of them and shouted in a deep voice, "Be sure to get lost before I get angry!"

"You...You're courting death!"

"Trash, do you really think that you are someone just because you hit Jun, who is by Young Master Tian Qiong's side?"

"Brothers, shouldn't we teach this arrogant person a lesson?"

The group of men shouted angrily.

"So much nonsense, get lost!"

Lin Feng looked at them with disdain, and with a wave of his hands, a terrifying aura swept across everyone, and the aura of a Sovereign Holy King seeped out. Their faces immediately changed, and they looked at Lin Feng in fear.

"Ahh! Young master, spare me!"

"Young master, please spare our lives. We were blind."

"Scram." Lin Feng shouted indifferently. With a wave of his hands, more than a dozen people were sent flying by the terrifying Elemental Strength. They flew out from the railings of the inn, screaming miserably.

This time, no one dared to talk about Lin Feng anymore. They had all seen Lin Feng's terrifying strength.

The experts of the Sovereign Holy King were all Rulers. In the Divine Land, Rulers were the lowest of the strongest, and there were probably only a few tens of thousands of Rulers on the Divine Land.

"Waiter, come here."

Lin Feng did not look at the panicking crowd. Instead, he looked at the waiter and waved his hand.

The waiter cautiously walked to Lin Feng's side.

This was someone who did not give Young Master Tian Qiong any face. He had sent another dozen or so Emperor level experts flying. He, a mere Inferior Grade Martial Emperor, could not be provoked.

"Young Master, if you have anything to say, please instruct me."

The waiter asked even more respectfully than before, with a face full of smiles.