# Chapter 1029: Battle Against Xuanyuan Potian
Seeing Lin Feng's domineering attitude at this moment, many people's hearts twitched. This guy really was going against the current, daring to humiliate a genius of the Yang Clan like this, trampling him underfoot.
However, in this fair illusionary realm, the fact that Lin Feng could easily crush Yang Zilan also proved one thing: under the same conditions, Lin Feng could indeed perform far better than Yang Zilan. The latter relied solely on what his family had bestowed upon him; otherwise, why was he so vulnerable now? Only under such conditions could one see a cultivator's most primal talent.
"Daring to insult me as an ant? Now let's see who the real ant is!" As if provoked by Lin Feng's actions, the crowd roared and charged toward those who had looked down on them and called them ants.
"Boom!" Yang Zilan's figure burst out from underground, carrying rolling fury as he blasted toward Lin Feng.
"Get back down!" Lin Feng's body reversed, and another palm strike pressed down from the sky. The heavens and earth rumbled, and Yang Zilan's body trembled violently as he was once again smashed into the ground.
"Roar!" Yang Zilan howled in rage. Lin Feng stared at him coldly and said, "Does going mad help? The Martial Emperor's Disciples are destined to have nothing to do with an ant like you."
"Boom!" A void finger force shot out from Lin Feng's finger, piercing through Yang Zilan's head. Instantly, Yang Zilan's body stiffened, and then his figure disappeared from this space. Another person had been obliterated by Lin Feng, stripped of his qualification to become a Martial Emperor's Disciple.
"You..." Yang Ziye's expression was extremely ugly as she stared fixedly at Lin Feng. Her brother Yang Zilan's qualification to become a Martial Emperor's Disciple had been stripped away by Lin Feng just like that.
"There's no need to look at me like that. You self-proclaimed geniuses from aristocratic families, once your halos are stripped away, you're actually this pathetic." Lin Feng stepped toward Yang Ziye and said coldly, "Yang Ziye, back on that desolate island, you were almost violated by a servant. I saved your life and treated you with courtesy. And what was your repayment to me? Insults, constant pursuit and killing."
Yang Ziye's face turned ugly, but she had no words to refute. They had indeed been wrong in this matter, but they simply hadn't taken Lin Feng seriously at all, so they dealt with him as they pleased. Whether it was contempt, insults, or killing, in their eyes, Lin Feng was just an insignificant figure.
"In your eyes, you are the lofty members of the Yang Clan, and I am just an ant. Sending you back to the Yang family was because I coveted your beauty or your family's power. Naturally, you wouldn't care about an ant, even if that ant had saved your life."
Lin Feng sneered. Yang Ziye and the others indeed held this mindset. Now that Lin Feng had exposed it, it became especially embarrassing. The ant they had despised was now looking down on them.
"So what? An ant is still an ant. Do you really think you can go against the heavens?" At this moment, a cold, domineering voice rang out. A figure landed beside Yang Ziye. It was none other than Xuanyuan Potian.
Seeing Xuanyuan Potian arrive, Yang Ziye revealed a smile and breathed a sigh of relief.
Xuanyuan Potian was extremely famous in the Northern Wasteland. As a descendant of an emperor, bearing the name of a genius, he was determined to seize the position of the number one disciple of the Heavenly Martial Realm in this trial. Even stripped of all his advantages, he should still be able to defeat Lin Feng.
"I don't seek to go against the heavens, but at least here, I will expel her. You can't stop me," Lin Feng said indifferently, staring coldly at Xuanyuan Potian.
"Is that so? I'd like to see what's so special about an ant-like figure who managed to step onto the Nine Heavens," Xuanyuan Potian said arrogantly. Their gazes collided in the void, and a sharp aura permeated the space.
"Whoosh!" A terrifying force erupted from Lin Feng and Xuanyuan Potian. They were about to fight.
Many people turned their attention to this scene. One was a genius who went against the current, forcefully stepping onto the Nine Heavens and blasting Yang Zilan out of the Void Grand Illusion; the other was the renowned Xuanyuan Potian of the Northern Wasteland. What would happen when they clashed?
In the void, it seemed as if an invisible force was coiling around Lin Feng, as if the very nature of heaven and earth resonated with his aura.
"Lin Feng can go against the current, forcefully stepping onto the Nine Heavens, and even draw the momentum of heaven and earth into his body. His use of heaven and earth's momentum is truly terrifying," the crowd observed. Although Lin Feng hadn't released any true essence aura, the energy of heaven and earth around him was already roaring, as if he had merged into this natural world.
Xuanyuan Potian's expression was cold. He sneered, and then his hand moved slightly. Instantly, a subtle, wondrous light coiled around his palm, as if every move he made could draw upon the power of heaven and earth.
"Xuanyuan Potian, imperial bloodline!" The crowd's gazes froze. Lin Feng used his comprehension to draw upon the natural momentum of heaven and earth, while Xuanyuan Potian seemed to possess a mysterious controlling power, where even the slightest gesture could channel the power of heaven and earth.
"Let's see if this ant can still go against the current!" Xuanyuan Potian coldly spat out these words, then his foot suddenly stepped forward, and his palm directly stamped toward Lin Feng. There was no divine ability, only that overbearing palm force, causing space to tremble violently.
A surging oppressive force rushed toward Lin Feng, making his expression turn cold. He also took a step forward and struck out with his palm.
"Boom!" A terrifying frenzy raged. Space roared furiously, and the rolling momentum seemed to destroy everything. The void where they clashed seemed about to explode, and fierce gales howled madly around them.
"What terrifying power! This is not the kind of palm force that a cultivator at the First Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm should be able to produce!" The crowd was startled. Both were geniuses, but Lin Feng's strength was relatively weaker, while Xuanyuan Potian was already famous throughout the Northern Wasteland.
"Not bad. But if this is all you've got, it seems impossible for you to go against the current," Xuanyuan Potian sneered. Their palms separated, and then he traced his hand through the void. Instantly, streaks of dazzling light burst forth, and an even more terrifying force blasted toward Lin Feng, as fast as lightning.
"Boom!"
Terrifying power raged. Lin Feng felt a violent force surge toward him, and his body trembled violently as he was sent flying backward.
"Overbearing! As expected of Xuanyuan Potian. Lin Feng is still inferior!" The crowd watched the battle. Although Lin Feng had formidable talent and had forcefully stepped onto the Nine Heavens, Xuanyuan Potian possessed an imperial bloodline. Even without activating it, his strength was beyond what Lin Feng could match. Moreover, every move Xuanyuan Potian made could trigger the pressure of the grand momentum.
Seeing this, Yang Ziye also revealed a smile. Xuanyuan Potian could indeed suppress Lin Feng.
"Although you stepped onto the Nine Heavens, this is where it ends," Xuanyuan Potian shouted coldly. He stepped forward again, and his hand traced through the void, causing a terrifying light to move along with his palm.
"His power is so overbearing." Lin Feng's expression was cold. His own strength was already formidable, but Xuanyuan Potian possessed an imperial bloodline and had been tempering his physical body with bloodline power for many years. Every move he made triggered the power of heaven and earth's grand momentum, making him extremely terrifying.
"Haah..." A terrifying natural momentum of heaven and earth was drawn forth. Lin Feng showed no fear, and the momentum of heaven and earth rolled and laughed as he gathered his physical strength. Cracking sounds came from Lin Feng's arm.
"Kill!" Lin Feng roared and blasted toward Xuanyuan Potian.
"Boom!" The heavens and earth exploded once more, and the overbearing energy raged wildly.
"Not bad. Let's see how many of my palm strikes you can withstand!" Xuanyuan Potian's domineering voice rang out, followed by rumbling sounds that shook the void. The crowd stared in shock at the sky above, where the energy of heaven and earth roared and surged. Around the two combatants, everything was chaotic, with streams of terrifying grand momentum transforming into flowing light.
Their cultivation had been suppressed to the First Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, yet they could produce such terrifying power. It was too formidable.
Yang Zilan's defeat was not unjust. This Lin Feng was terrifying. A figure who could cross the Nine Heavens—he was only weaker in cultivation. At this moment, the grand momentum he had gathered could actually contend with the momentum Xuanyuan Potian had drawn forth.
After all, Xuanyuan Potian was a descendant of an emperor. Even without using his bloodline power, his momentum remained. Moreover, as a powerful figure at the Seventh Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, his application of martial power was certainly deeper than Lin Feng's. Yet even so, he could not crush Lin Feng!
PS: Last day, keep it up. I'm off to write!