Demon Dragon Mad God

Chapter 1402 - 912_2

Lin Feng actually hoped the other party would pass the test, so that when the other party came to challenge, he would leave them with no return.After a moment, Lin Feng stopped paying attention to others and quietly awaited the beginning of the trial.

Meanwhile, all the other platforms gradually quieted down as well, with everyone preparing to face the test; no one was willing to give up unless they couldn’t hold out until the end.

At this moment, the True Saint Stele radiated a brilliant blue light once again, gradually transforming into a cyan cloud across the Heavenly Vault.

The cloud was utterly massive, stretching thousands of miles and covering all platforms, with powerful energy surging within, always on the verge of unleashing the Holy Rain.

Every drop of this Holy Rain carried immense power, growing stronger and stronger, causing everyone to take it seriously.

Faces across the platforms became solemn as they prepared to confront the Holy Rain.

At this moment, Lin Feng couldn’t help but strategize in his mind. This round was a gradual elimination process; whoever could endure till the end would pass.

What if he knocked everyone else off, leaving himself alone on the platform—would he then pass?

It ought to be that way; only one person per platform can pass, leaving himself alone; if he doesn’t pass now, passing becomes inevitable.

With a shift in thought, Lin Feng devised his plan.

This method was good; although his power was formidable, it saved time, and these talented geniuses on the same platform, each being a top figure of their respective races or forces, who knows what treasures they possess!

If by chance someone had a heaven-defying defensive treasure, wouldn’t that be troublesome for him? Once eliminated, upon leaving the True Saint Realm, he’d likely be immediately crushed by the High Priest.

Rumble!

As Lin Feng was pondering, a booming sound erupted from the cyan clouds above the Heavenly Vault.

Soon after, a massive torrent of cyan rain poured out from the cloud, spreading over all the platforms.

Each drop of this cyan rain contained destructive power, like cyan swords piercing through space, violently thrusting downward from the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

In that instant, across eight hundred platforms, all the geniuses surged with Dark Power, releasing powerful auras soaring into the sky, entirely prepared to face the Holy Rain.

"Bring it on!"

"Haha, that little Holy Rain dares to defeat me? It’s simply dreaming!"

"Let’s see who can hold out until the end!"

On the platform where Lin Feng stood, Ju Huang, Fei Hua, and others shouted, their bodies too surging with Dark Power, their aura overwhelming, each exceptionally strong.

"All of you, get down!"

At that moment, a cold voice rang out; Lin Feng had spoken.

Before his words settled, he activated the Devouring Battle Soul, instantly enveloping over two hundred geniuses on the platform with powerful Devouring Power.

Afterward, he raised his arm and swung a slap, his palm force transforming into a massive hand like a small mountain.

The massive hand swept through the Void, sweeping across the entire platform like an autumn wind scattering leaves.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

In an instant, muffled sounds echoed continuously; over two hundred fifty geniuses on the platform, without knowing what happened, were slapped out of the platform.

The geniuses, like bags being tossed, scattered, flying all over, falling off the platform.

"Ah!"

"What’s happening?"

"How could this be?"

Exclamations sounded incessantly, as over two hundred fifty geniuses screamed while being blasted out of the platform, disappearing one by one, eliminated from the competition.

Just within moments, only Lin Feng remained on the platform.

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

"What the hell, what’s happening?"

People on the other platforms watched Lin Feng suddenly strike and, with Thunder-like momentum, knocked all the others off his platform, leaving everyone utterly bewildered.

For a moment, they were all dumbfounded, not comprehending why Lin Feng would act like this.

But the next breath, everyone stood stunned; from the Heavenly Vault, Holy Rain that should have showered over part of Lin Feng’s platform suddenly disappeared.

In that instant, everyone understood—Lin Feng had already passed!

Suddenly, people on all other platforms exploded with chatter.

"Damn, can you do that?"

"Whoa, he passed just like that?"

"This...how is this possible?"

"This is allowed? Passing without facing the attack, that’s cheating!"

Everyone was dumbstruck, the scene seemingly absurd to all.

Could it really happen like this?

Before the Holy Rain’s attack arrived, knocking everyone else off and leaving oneself; passing just like that? Everyone was shocked by Lin Feng’s actions.

In fact, such a method hadn’t been conceived by nobody before, but who dares break the rules?

The rule of the second round is to see whose endurance lasts the longest; whoever remains on the platform in the end passes.

Therefore, even if some occasionally consider this idea, they wouldn’t sabotage the rule, preferring to endure the Holy Rain honestly.

But now, Lin Feng did it, using Thunder-like momentum to knock everyone out, successfully passing; it left everyone’s jaws dropping.

Especially those like You Tianhan, who bore grudges with Lin Feng, their eyes nearly popped out.

"Damn it!"

The Witchman King was more disgusted than eating flies seeing Lin Feng pass easily, but after reconsidering, he thought Lin Feng passing was actually beneficial; come the third round, there’s no escape.

"The faster you pass, the quicker you die!" You Tianhan sneered inwardly.

However, amidst this, everyone had no time to dwell, as the Holy Rain had descended, prompting them to hurriedly resist.