Chapter 1200: Riding the Qilin with Difficulty Getting Off

Chu Feng's scissor kick was incredibly fierce, but it didn't land. He ended up grappling with her, clinging to her back, his legs wrapped around Jin Lin's waist like two iron chains.

This maneuver, executed in a life-or-death struggle, appeared intimate but was in fact extremely perilous.

Enraged and humiliated, Jin Lin erupted, violently throwing her head back to strike him.

Hidden within her golden hair were a pair of crystalline Qilin horns, which burst forth with terrifying energy. This backward headbutt was truly horrifying, threatening to cleave Chu Feng apart.

Chu Feng's pupils contracted. He extended his hands, which gleamed as if cast from gold, not hesitating to awaken his Human King blood. He reached forward, aiming to seize those crystalline, beautiful, yet terrifying Qilin horns.

Jin Lin was both shocked and enraged; how could her sacred horns tolerate being gripped by a man's bare hands?

Given their highly indecent position, her entire body surged with light, and the Qilin's potent blood energy erupted forth.

With a sudden boom, Chu Feng failed to seize the Qilin horns as a terrifying crimson radiance erupted.

From Jin Lin's back, a pair of blood-red wings unfurled, surging with light and churning energy. The spreading wings nearly flung Chu Feng away.

At that critical moment, Chu Feng crossed his arms to block, colliding with the crimson wings. A tremendous burst of energy and dazzling crimson light erupted between them.

They clashed fiercely amidst a series of thudding impacts.

Surprisingly, the wings curled inward, enveloping Chu Feng like an immortal clam from the sea opening its crystalline shells to trap and then melt its prey.

This was a potent ability of the mutated Qilin race; the wings, like immortal clam shells, rapidly closed, almost imprisoning Chu Feng within, intending to refine him into a pool of putrid blood.

Chu Feng naturally fought back fiercely, his fists striking forward like lightning. His legs, locked tightly around her slender waist, glowed like metallic divine chains as he strained with all his might, aiming to sever her delicate figure.

Jin Lin was mortified and furious. This fighting stance was utterly outrageous. She had already gnashed her teeth at Cao De earlier, and now, ambushed by him and held in such a manner, she was filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, her golden hair shimmered brightly, her skin was fair and luminous, and her beautiful face was contorted with fury and killing intent.

Her entire body erupted with light as she activated her quasi-saint level divine ability, forming a protective divine ring meant to shake Chu Feng off and keep him at bay.

However, Chu Feng remained resolute, refusing to let go, engaging in fierce close-quarters combat, sticking tightly to her.

His legs seemed to have taken root, locked tightly around her slender, graspable waist, while his hands gripped the crimson wings, attempting to tear them off.

Yet, Jin Lin was too powerful. Her crimson wings grew increasingly brilliant, and the surging red light enveloped Chu Feng, truly threatening to refine him into a pool of putrid blood.

At this point, Chu Feng felt a searing pain on his skin; his opponent's divine abilities and wondrous techniques were formidable.

Despite the pain, he refused to disengage, as he still held the advantage by clinging to her.

For a moment, he was in an intractable situation, unable to dismount from his hold on the Qilin.

A stalemate ensued between them.

Either Jin Lin would refine him into a pool of putrid blood, or he would tear off her wings and utterly vanquish her.

Not far away, the others had already engaged in combat.

The ambush, as planned, unfolded concurrently.

The Monkey and his sister Mi Qing jointly attacked one individual, and their initial assault proved quite effective.

Each wielding a large black-gold staff, the siblings successfully landed their blows on their target.

The two staffs, each weighing more than ten thousand jun, sent the person flying sideways, spewing blood.

This sight left onlookers speechless. The Monkey's power was understandable; he inherently possessed a formidable appearance, eyes gleaming with divine light, a body covered in golden beast fur, and immense, unyielding physical strength.

Yet, his sister, Mi Qing, despite her ethereal beauty and flowing white robes, also wielded a large black-gold staff, appearing remarkably formidable!

With her exquisite, graceful figure, bright eyes, and pearly white teeth, she astonishingly chose to wield a heavy staff in combat.

Though sent flying by the two black-gold staffs, the siblings' ambush target did not suffer broken bones or severed tendons. This was due to his unique race: the Flowing Light Snail.

Although he had adopted a human form, his skin was exceptionally hard and rough, protected by a shell that was a manifestation of his true snail form.

It resembled a layer of coarse armor adhering closely to his body, safeguarding his life.

Otherwise, had the Six-Eared Macaque siblings combined their power with those two staff strikes, even a peak quasi-saint would likely have been pulverized.

"You're seeking death!" roared the Flowing Light Snail, enraged at being ambushed. His strength was indeed immense, particularly his astounding speed. He transformed into a bolt of lightning, actively meeting the Monkey siblings head-on.

True to his name, though a snail, his speed was anything but slow. In reality, he moved like a streak of flowing light, darting like lightning as he fiercely battled the Monkey siblings.

Meanwhile, Peng Wanli, Xiao Yao, and Chi Lingkong launched their ambush simultaneously against their target.

Their male target appeared tall, slender, and somewhat delicate.

However, once the combat began, his appearance proved deceiving.

This young man blocked Peng Wanli's golden claw imprints and deflected Xiao Yao's Daoist fist strikes.

Amidst a symphony of clanging, sparks flew around his body, and the resonant hum of his golden form vibrated ceaselessly.

Peng Wanli, whose true form was a Golden-Winged Great Peng, couldn't injure this individual even when manifesting his formidable golden claws; his attacks were parried by a flying sword.

This person was from the Ghost Orchid Clan, a highly spiritual plant species that had transformed into human form.

The leaves of his true form were as hard as flying swords. He had cultivated eight special flying swords, which, at the crucial moment, blocked the Golden-Winged Great Peng's sharp claws and simultaneously repelled Xiao Yao and Chi Lingkong.

This Ghost Orchid clan expert displayed astonishing reflexes. Before him, eight vividly brilliant and crystalline flying swords hovered, their translucent blades seemingly capable of cleaving the void, emitting captivating light and sword energy that pierced the heavens.

Then, all eight flying swords moved, spinning as they slashed towards Peng Wanli and his companions!

A fierce and brutal battle immediately erupted.

It wasn't long before Peng Wanli's golden feathers began to fall, and he was already stained with blood; Xiao Yao had also sustained injuries.

Chi Lingkong alternately rushed to aid the Monkey siblings and then returned to assist Peng Wanli and his companions.

As both battlefronts were critical, the five of them teamed up to confront the two powerful adversaries.

As for Chu Feng, he fought alone, as he had previously declared his intention to single-handedly subdue Jin Lin and make her his mount.

Chu Feng activated a secret technique, his fists glowing and emitting countless bolts of lightning. Dense streams of electricity continuously struck down, all impacting the blood-red wings.

Furthermore, his legs, locked around Jin Lin's waist, also discharged electricity, aiming to blast her into charcoal.

With his Human King blood reawakened, azure light gleamed and golden mist surged within him, making his power exceptionally formidable.

At this moment, Chu Feng's assault proved effective, causing red, crystalline feathers to flutter and fall, and blood to stream from Jin Lin's wings.

Even as a quasi-saint and a mutated Qilin, her crimson wings sustained injuries under such terrifying attacks.

Chu Feng showed no mercy, going all out, wishing he could instantly rip off her wings.

Jin Lin was incandescent with rage, her entire being surging with immense energy. She was furious and mortified that this man clung to her back like an irritating plaster.

This was outrageous! Who was she? The esteemed young mistress of the Mutated Qilin race!

This entangled position was far too intimate.

At this moment, her entire body glowed, and various runes flowed across her skin, converging into a dazzling ball of fiery runic energy, intending to directly incinerate Chu Feng.

This was the radiant flame formed by the mysterious patterns inherent in Qilin blood, also known as Qilin Fire. It continuously surged forth from her bone marrow and cells, aiming to refine Chu Feng.

Chu Feng let out a strange cry, his body wracked with intense pain, feeling as if he were melting. Yet, he did not relent, his legs still locked around her waist, his arms moving, delivering a deadly blow.

Furthermore, his forehead glowed, intending to suppress the Qilin woman with soul light.

Jin Lin's divine perception was incredibly keen, her senses extraordinary. The pair of Qilin horns on her head glowed, growing more resplendent, shooting out five-colored divine light. The two dragon-like horns seemed capable of cleaving heaven and earth, unleashing astonishing, colorful energy that surged towards Chu Feng.

With a thunderous boom, terrifying spiritual energy erupted both before Chu Feng's forehead and above Jin Lin's head.

The clash of formidable soul light was as fierce as a volcanic eruption.

It must be said that Jin Lin was an incredibly formidable woman; despite being ambushed, having her waist locked, and being clung to her back, she was still able to launch such a fierce counterattack after losing the initiative.

Anyone else would have been defeated dozens of times over.

Of course, no one else would have been able to engage her in such close-quarters combat to begin with.

Just then, the Monkey let out a sudden, strange cry – their secret signal. He was preparing to use a secret treasure.

The Monkey and his companions knew that at the quasi-saint level, too many abilities were available, such as various wondrous techniques and innate divine powers, far exceeding what golden-body level evolvers possessed.

The Monkey suddenly produced a painting scroll. Within it, towering mountains, cascading silver waterfalls, and a vast, majestic land spread out. Great rivers surged, and an overwhelming primal aura filled the scene.

With a resounding boom, the scroll expanded, encompassing everyone within its vast depiction, and they vanished from their original positions.

This was the Yin-Yang Mountain River Map, which created its own realm, trapping everyone inside.

Inside, for a time, all divine abilities and wondrous techniques malfunctioned, leaving them only capable of using their raw physical strength.

Of course, the Monkey did not unleash other devastating ancestral weapons for a decisive kill here.

This was because it would be meaningless; they needed to demonstrate their own formidable strength, proving they could directly confront quasi-saints rather than relying on forbidden artifacts to defeat their foes.

This required them to be remarkably exceptional themselves, capable of fighting across realms against top-tier quasi-saints, and even defeating them.

Only such a display would allow them to earn a spot on that list.

The Yin-Yang Mountain River Map was merely intended to trap everyone, temporarily hindering the effective use of their divine abilities and wondrous techniques, forcing them into physical combat, which was comparatively fair.

Even if there were debates or quibbles afterward, their opponents would have no grounds for complaint.

With a crash, the black-gold staffs in the hands of the Monkey siblings swept horizontally, striking towards the Flowing Light Snail.

On the other side, Chi Lingkong, Peng Wanli, and Xiao Yao were also relying solely on their physical strength as they fought fiercely with the Ghost Orchid Clan expert.

This devolved into a brutal hand-to-hand battle!