Chapter 2217 - 2206: The Appearance of the Eighteen Clan Maidens

"What’s going on here?" Lin Zifeng was still immersed in a field of golden light, hurriedly asked, worried at heart, could Mu Ruoyun have blinded him?

Seeing Lin Zifeng’s distrust, Mu Ruoyun’s melodious voice carried a touch of displeasure: "Hmph, what do you know, you bumpkin. This is Divine Power! Though I can’t lend it to you, enhancing your vision a bit is no big deal."

Divine Power... enhancing vision? Could his eyes now rival the gods?

Before Lin Zifeng could think further, the dazzling golden light in front of him finally began to fade slowly. But in an instant, his gaze, which had just returned to calm, was filled with astonishment again.

In front of Lin Zifeng, eighteen luxurious robes walked towards him slowly. But in his eyes, under the robes were eighteen stunning beauties of unparalleled grace!

"They’ve been dead for so long and still look so gorgeous? I was worried they’d be female ghosts, scared me to death..."

Thinking to himself, Mu Ruoyun scoffed gently and explained slowly: "No guts. If I’m not mistaken, these eighteen generations were ceremoniously sacrificed and their souls imprisoned here. So the appearances you see now should be how they looked before the sacrifice."

Lin Zifeng, upon hearing this, relaxed and sighed secretly in relief. This sacrificial ritual occurs once every hundred years. If the souls of the previous women aged, it’d be terrifying enough to defeat him without even fighting.

Watching the eighteen women step by step towards him, Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes and observed carefully. To his astonishment, their eyes, which were supposed to be black, now glowed with a strange red light, making him shiver.

"Heh heh... Never thought I’d wake up a hundred years later to see a young boy. Has the Beiyao Ancient Clan really declined so much? And those Five Supreme Venerables, have they all passed away?"

Though Lin Zifeng did not see anyone starting to talk, his keen perception found the voice came from the woman on his right in a purple dress.

Her voice was melodious, yet carried a sinister tone, making Lin Zifeng’s body tense as he retreated, urgently calling for help: "Ruoyun, please help me. These are eighteen Saint Realm experts! I can’t possibly defeat them. You wouldn’t want me to perish, would you?"

As soon as Lin Zifeng spoke, before Mu Ruoyun could respond, he felt a strong wind blowing towards him.

"Whoosh..."

The woman who had spoken earlier flicked her delicate hand, and a light purple Qi Arc suddenly slashed towards Lin Zifeng’s chest.

Even in mid-air, Lin Zifeng sensed the immense power within the Qi Arc. With a swift dodge, he retreated over ten meters, pressing himself against the wall to narrowly escape.

But now, pressed against the wall, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his breathing grew increasingly rugged from fear.

He secretly realized that the Qi Arc hadn’t even touched the air, flying towards him effortlessly! Moreover, Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but curse the one who wrote the records of past women. Saint Realm... even the peak of Saint Realm counts as Saint Realm!

"Hey, ladies, I didn’t mean to intrude here. Please, have mercy and let me go. I’ll leave at once..."

Seeing the eighteen exceptional beauties in front of him all holding a chilling smile, Lin Zifeng lost all battle spirit, quickly spoke respectfully.

To Lin Zifeng’s surprise, the red longsword dormant in the tower center roared deafeningly: "Intruder, die! Kill him!"

Sure enough, once these words were spoken, the women who were previously walking slowly towards Lin Zifeng suddenly quickened their pace. In an instant, Lin Zifeng felt eighteen fierce auras charging at him like mountains.

"Damn, I already said it was unintentional. Kill just like that? Do you really think I’m easy to bully!"

Finding no retreat, an unwarranted anger rose within Lin Zifeng. These figures were out to take his life instantly, so he didn’t need to hold back either!

"Dragon Soaring Soul Suppressing Palm!"

With a loud shout, a pure golden light emerged instantly in Lin Zifeng’s hands, with a swift flick, sending a golden dragon suddenly charging towards the eighteen women!

"Roar..."

True to the Beast God’s Battle Skill, its momentum startled the eighteen women briefly. But under the command of the blood-red longsword, they still surged forward determinedly, their hands flashing with various gleaming colors infused with Thick Elemental Power!

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, the ground beneath Lin Zifeng trembled violently, countless stone fragments stirred up, obscuring his vision of the scene. But his keen perception unexpectedly discovered that the intense feeling of danger had unexpectedly disappeared...

"Ruoyun, what’s going on here? And how can these people be defeated? You can’t expect me to take on eighteen Saints."

With a newfound gap, Lin Zifeng urgently asked, even though he held inexhaustible Elemental Power, allowing for self-preservation if not victory, what truly worried him was the always dormant red longsword seeming to fixate on him.

After a moment, the voice of Mu Ruoyun in his heart also carried a touch of doubt and astonishment, slowly spoke: "Here... there’s actually a Forbidden Array Formation, truly strange, I couldn’t sense it before triggering, but fortunately, the eighteen women are trapped inside now and can’t come out for a while."

As soon as the words fell, the dust before Lin Zifeng slowly dissipated, revealing a faint golden ripple Protective Shield, carved with ancient and mysterious golden characters.

Behind the Protective Shield were the eighteen women, with expressions of vexation, channeling Elemental Power to hit the shield, which only stirred ripples.

Yet Lin Zifeng noticed from the corner of his eye that on his left, one woman, upon seeing the shield, her blood-red eyes flashed with a hint of surprise and recollection, and the Elemental Power she had gathered slowly dissipated...

Though not knowing why, Lin Zifeng couldn’t pay attention to such trivial matters now. The urgent task at hand was to find a way to deal with the eighteen women. These once illustrious figures, glamorous in life, were merely exploited in death. Thinking back, in life, whether possessing thousands of miles or reigning as the leading beauty, one ends up as mere bones.

He certainly didn’t want to stake his life on the golden shield, which could be destroyed at any moment...

Calming his mind, Lin Zifeng’s clenched fists slightly relaxed as a strategy came to his mind.