Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 390 The Wormhole Dissipates

At that moment, the massive metal platform slowly rose. With a deep rumble, the platform, as if pulled by an invisible force, gradually ascended into the air. As the platform ascended, the surrounding air seemed to stir violently, a whirring sound echoing as if it were mourning its departure. The crowd on the ground gazed up at the platform, their eyes filled with wonder and curiosity. They watched as the platform edged closer to the warship, finally slowly entering the vessel.

Then, the massive pillars supporting the warship began to slowly retract. The process resembled a delicate mechanical dance, each joint operating in an orderly fashion, making a clicking sound, as if the warship were stretching itself. When the pillars were completely retracted, the bottom of the warship instantly sealed, fitting seamlessly without a single gap. The entire warship, like a giant metallic beast, silently hovered in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, the massive warship activated its powerful engines, blasting out a fiery blue flame from its tail, streaking across the sky like a meteor. Its speed was so swift that it vanished from everyone's sight in an instant, leaving only a faint trace of light in the air, as if it were its last trace left in this world.

Soon, the warship appeared in the vast expanse of the starry sky. Surrounded by endless darkness and a sea of ​​stars, the warship sailed like a lone boat in the ocean of the universe. It slowly approached a twisted space, a vast vortex, emitting a mysterious and alluring aura, as if it were a secret passage deep within the universe.

The warship cautiously entered the warped space, as if passing through a portal in time and space. Once fully inside, the warped space began to slowly shrink, like a giant balloon slowly leaking air, or a mysterious spell gradually losing its effect. Eventually, it shrank to the size of a tiny speck of dust, more like a dust-sized black hole, quietly suspended in the universe, almost imperceptible.

However, the calm did not last long. Suddenly, a dazzling sword energy streaked across the dark universe like a bolt of lightning. With immense speed and power, it precisely sliced ​​through the tiny black hole. In an instant, a violent collision and explosion of energy occurred. The light, like the birth of a new star, instantly illuminated the surrounding darkness. The shockwaves from the explosion spread outward, as if the universe were roaring, unleashing its power.

After the explosion, the universe returned to its former tranquility. It was as if everything that had happened before was just an illusory dream, leaving no trace. Only the endless starry sky still silently witnessed the occurrence and disappearance of all this.

With the immortal's departure, the palace gradually returned to its former order. Eunuchs and palace maids shuttled through the corridors, each performing their duties, their footsteps and whispers intertwined to form a unique rhythm. However, beneath this seemingly calm surface, a storm concerning Lin Feng was quietly brewing, about to engulf the entire martial arts world.

In the distant Jinyan City, the tense atmosphere that had gathered because of Lin Feng finally began to slowly dissipate. At the city gate, a group of martial arts masters who had been waiting there were gradually evacuating. Their expressions varied, some were filled with regret, while others looked helpless.

"This Lin Feng has actually hidden himself in the palace. Our entire trip has been in vain." A burly man swung his long sword, slashing fiercely at a roadside rock, sending sparks flying. His face flushed crimson, his eyes revealing anger and resentment.

Another swordsman in black shook his head slightly and sighed, "The Chen family now has the support of the Nine Emperors Pavilion. If we continue to besiege the Chen family, we will undoubtedly be asking for trouble. It is better to leave here as soon as possible." His voice was low and calm, but his slightly trembling fingers betrayed his inner unwillingness.

The atmosphere in the hall of the Chen family mansion was solemn yet tinged with a touch of relief. The Chen family's patriarch, Chen Shanchang, sat upright in his throne, his gaze deep and resolute. He spoke slowly, "Lin Feng has successfully persuaded the Nine Emperors Pavilion to cancel their previous engagement, and even secured the Emperor's grant of marriage, allowing him to happily wed Xin'er. He has done our Chen family a favor, and we cannot burden him further. Withdraw the bounty order immediately, without delay." His words were resounding, each word radiating authority and decisiveness.

The Chen family members all nodded in agreement and quickly began to process the withdrawal of the bounty order. After the news spread, the people of Jinyan City talked about it a lot, and were filled with curiosity and amazement at Lin Feng's deeds.

Meanwhile, in the imperial palace, Lin Feng was recuperating from his injuries in a quiet chamber. The room was filled with a faint medicinal aroma, and several ancient paintings hung on the walls, adding a touch of elegance. Lin Feng sat cross-legged on his bed, his eyes closed, his Qi flowing slowly through his body. His face was slightly pale, but his expression was one of deep concentration.

However, he was completely unaware that in the shadowy corners of the palace, pairs of greedy eyes were staring at him closely. These people came from different sects and forces, their identities secret, but they were brought together by a common goal - the Star Blade in Lin Feng's hand.

In a remote alley in the capital, several mysterious people were discussing in low voices.

"The Star Blade is a treasure on the weapon ranking list. If we can get it, we can dominate the martial arts world." A man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks said excitedly, rubbing his hands with a fanatical light flashing in his eyes.

An old man frowned and warned, "Don't be careless. Lin Feng was able to fight with the Nine Emperor Pavilion Master Huang Tian and last for an entire incense stick. His strength should not be underestimated. He is at least at the peak of the eighth rank. If we act rashly, we might end up losing more than we gain." His eyes revealed a hint of fear, and he tapped the ground lightly with the crutch in his hand.

"Hmph, it's indeed difficult for us to take action in the palace, but as long as he steps out of the capital, that's our chance." A burly man with a face full of flesh snorted coldly, clenched his fists, his eyes filled with ferocity and determination.

Everyone looked at each other, nodded silently, and then dispersed, disappearing into the streets and alleys of the capital, waiting for the best opportunity to come.

Lin Feng was still immersed in his own world. He met Chen Xin'er every day, strolling in the garden and sharing his feelings. Chen Xin'er's gentleness and companionship made him feel the long-lost peace and happiness, making him temporarily forget the troubles of the outside world.

The capital city remains as prosperous as ever. The markets are bustling with people, hawkers' cries and laughter echoing endlessly. Merchants busily solicit customers at their stalls, displaying their dazzling array of goods. Children chase and play in the streets, their laughter as clear as silver bells.