Supreme Ruler of All Nature

Supreme Ruler of All Nature
A Man From Underground


Although he regularly messed with people, Lin Feng had always insisted in believing that he was still a noble man, a pure man, a man with morals, a man who was above the vulgar, a man who was above the vulgar, a kind man.


As a good person, he should have the most basic heart in compassion and sympathy.


Although he did not know what kind of character the commanding general of the Sacred Martial Forces possessed, once the troops stormed the mountains, the people in this small mountain village would definitely suffer.


Lin Feng shook the Black Cloud Flag and directly kidnapped that Sacred Martial Field attendant.


The field officer's eyes flickered and he looked into the black space on the Black Cloud Flag, the spatial-type magic “Item, or the core stage magic item?”. Quickly making a clear decision, the Divine Martial field officer put away the sound transmission crystal.


Facing the spatial barrier of the Black Cloud Flag, even if he destroyed the sound transmission crystal, he was still unable to come into contact with the outside world.


Lin Feng was also watching him. He found that the field officer did not look confused because he was trapped and unable to communicate with others.


In fact, at this moment, the facial expression of this Sacred Martial Field attendant was actually a little relieved.


A thought surfaced in Lin Feng's heart and he asked, “What's your name?”.


Sacred Martial Field Officer said calmly, “I Dao Zhiqiang, the pioneer of the Zhou Dynasty Holy Martial Army, one captain of the left-wing brigade.”.


Lin Feng nodded his head, “Who is the Sacred Martial Army general at this time?”.


But this time Dao Zhiqiang did not respond and just silently looked at Lin Feng.


Lin Feng glanced at him, “In addition to your name, never think of getting military intelligence out of your mouth, is this what you think?”.


Dao Zhiqiang smiled, “You are a smart person.”.


Lin Feng shook his head, “Unfortunately, no. If I really want to know something, I'll just purify your soul. Do you think you can hide anything from me? ”.


“Then it depends on whether you have that ability or not.” Dao Zhiqiang's expression changed slightly and he said heavily.


Lin Feng chuckled, “Loyalty? I've been observing you for a long time, I can see that you don't actually want to relay back the information here to your superiors? ”.


Dao Zhiqiang instantly fell silent. He looked down, not saying a word.


Think about what course you want to take. Lin Feng waved his sleeve and directly left the Black Cloud Flag.


Lin Feng left and Dao Zhiqiang had no thoughts of fighting or fighting. Instead, he sat up straight and daydreamed in the black void.


Seeing this, Lin Feng had an idea in his heart, “It looks like the commanding Martial Army general this time around has a very heavy bloodlust, he said, to the point where even his own subordinates were worried about him slaughtering civilian humans.”.


“Dao Zhiqiang's, although he has the discipline of a soldier, he also has his own idea.” Lin Feng thought, “Emperor Zhou and Marquis of Xuanji might be able to gather and train cultivators into soldiers, but they are ultimately not real soldiers.”.


Cultivators who sought to be unrestrained and free, their nature naturally contradicted the mentality of the army.


No matter how Dao Zhiqiang struggled, Lin Feng had absolute certainty that he could suppress Dao Zhiqiang easily. So he did not pay attention to it and left it to his own device in the Black Cloud Flag.


Lin Feng searched the village for a while and very quickly found a Liefeng Agreement cultivator.


Right now, Xiao Budian's technique of dropping people from behind already had faint signs that the student was surpassing the teacher, but Lin Feng was after all the founder of this “secret technique school”. He had a deeper understanding of the three-word formula that was fast, accurate and ruthless.


That person was merely a small Qi cultivation stage cultivator. With Lin Feng quietly sneaking behind his back, he was instantly laid out with a single hammer without making a sound.


Hitting the back of his head and then not waiting for his body to slump, Lin Feng had already quickly propped up his body and dragged him into a corner without anyone.


Directly opening his storage bag, Lin Feng threw some loose items to the side and took out a small wooden sword for closer inspection.


The workmanship of the wooden sword was extremely detailed. The material from his own wood did not stand out, but on the handle of his sword, there was a small crystal the size of a grain of sand embedded within it.


Its size may be very small, but its crystal glitters with light, shining like a dazzling star at night.


“Galaxy sand!”. Lin Feng took a deep breath. The small crystal embedded in the wooden sword was the galactic sand he was looking for.


Although there was only one grain of galactic sand, Lin Feng already knew that he had found the right place.


Lin Feng guessed in his heart.


These wooden sword magic items helped the members of the Treaty of Liefeng distinguish the path in the Great Swamp in the Ancient Region. It allowed them to walk in a vast swamp shrouded in poison, where spiritual energy was chaotic and difficult for one's consciousness to take effect. Most likely not determining the direction.


Instead, his wooden sword was always pointing in one direction, and it was this stretch of desert, the only mountain in this desert.


Then, what was the principle behind this wood sword magic item?


Could it be that there was a large galactic sand vein buried here, then after the galactic sand produced here was embedded in the wooden sword and then refined using a secret technique, it would be possible to do so, it developed a special connection with the vein and was constantly pointing in the direction of the vein?


Thinking like this, Lin Feng did not hesitate anymore and activated the wooden sword with mana.


The wooden sword spun a few circles in the air and then stopped. The sword pointed in a direction.


Lin Feng followed the direction the sword tip pointed at and looked towards him. That place was the end of the village and coincidentally behind the mansion where Yue Hongyan taught the village children Tao techniques.


After surrounding the mansion it turned out that there was a pile of rubble. The rocks a dozen meters long were stacked randomly like a small mountain.


Lin Feng passed through the large rocks and saw a pitch-black hole in the ground amidst the rubble.


Getting into the hole, Lin Feng instantly furrowed his brows.


The spiritual energy within the hole was actually very pure. This made Lin Feng who had been in the Great Swamp in the Ancient Region for almost a month a little unable to adapt.


But this is definitely not a good thing. An impure spiritual energy suddenly becoming pure was not something that could be achieved with a simple treasure or spirit stone vein.


It was only under the influence of a certain great cultivator who did something or someone who laid a powerful formation here that the originally impure and chaotic spiritual energy could become pure and orderly.


And for Lin Feng, no matter which of these two cases, there was no proven good news.


Lin Feng increased his alertness and walked following the tunnel.


After a while, the scene in front suddenly lit up.


A mound of golden sand appeared in front of Lin Feng. Countless grains of sand glittered with a golden luster.


At the base of the dunes, the expanse of desert is divided by several streams of water. The water flowed quietly and the sound of flowing water carried a strange rhythm that made people instantly feel refreshed from just listening.


But Lin Feng was becoming more and more vigilant. These streams of water seemed random and divided the golden desert into several scattered plots, but vaguely formed an enormous Sigil.


It was this Sigil that formed a profound spell formation that caused the spiritual energy within the hole to become pure.


Lin Feng looked towards the end of the sand dune, there was someone sitting there.


The one sitting was a young man dressed in white, his health looked extremely poor and his face was pale. Even by just sitting there, there was still cold sweat constantly emerging from his forehead.


But Lin Feng did not dare to have the slightest thought of underestimating him.


Even if the white-clothed young man looked extremely weak like he was seriously ill, Lin Feng was simply unable to see through the depths of his cultivation level.


But at the same time, Lin Feng could vaguely sense that there was an intimate connection between the white-clothed youth, the golden sand dune beneath him and the water flow sigil formation.


Being able to control such a huge spell formation, he was naturally not an ordinary person who had never cultivated before.


However, Lin Feng was unable to see the depth of his cultivation level. That meant there was only one possibility, the true cultivation level of this white-clothed youth was far above Lin Feng.


While Lin Feng was pondering, the white-clothed young man suddenly opened his mouth.


“A cultivator from Zhou Empire? To actually be able to sneak in here, Yue Hongyan and the others became even more negligent. ”.


As he finished speaking, the white-clothed youth let out a dry cough and the desert under Lin Feng's feet suddenly started to tremble.