# Chapter 1039: The Terrifying Land of Slaughter
"There's actually someone in these woods hiding their aura so well... what kind of place is this?" Lin Feng thought to himself. His senses were always extremely sharp, yet a person at the Third Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm had hidden there, and he only discovered him at the moment of the assassination attempt. Moreover, this person had created a terrifying environment that made him feel an illusion of waiting for death—impressive.
If his mind hadn't been strong enough, that feeling of waiting for death lasting just a few more moments would have made him a dead man.
"Think you can escape?" A bone-chilling voice emerged from Lin Feng's mouth. Wind Will enveloped his body, and he flickered like a gust of cold wind. Combined with the ethereal and graceful Carefree Step Art, Lin Feng swept through the forest like a phantom.
However, the figure ahead was silent and soundless, like a dark shadow moving through the trees. His speed was fast and erratic, making it easy to lose track of him if one wasn't careful. This method of concealment astonished Lin Feng.
"No wonder a cultivator at the Third Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm dared to assassinate me," Lin Feng thought to himself, locking onto the other party with his icy aura.
The distance between them gradually closed. The man seemed to realize he couldn't escape, and suddenly turned around. A suffocating chill descended instantly, once again making Lin Feng experience that illusion—the feeling of wanting to wait for death, unable to resist.
"Die!" Lin Feng's eyes blazed with light. He let out a furious roar that shook the other's body, then suddenly struck out with a palm. A terrifying Demon Sealing Force enveloped the man's body, making his entire body feel stiff and rigid.
"Boom!" The overwhelming power of momentum merged into the Demon Sealing Force, suppressing the man until he couldn't move. With Lin Feng's terrifying power at the Fourth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, how could a person at the Third Layer withstand it? In an instant, he felt as if he would be completely crushed.
"Boom!" The man's body was pressed to the ground by Lin Feng's palm, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft" sound.
"Shing!"
The space seemed to be pierced. A powerful assassination force shot toward Lin Feng. Even in this situation, the man still thrust out his icy dagger. And at such close range, the bone-piercing cold sensation was even stronger.
"Courting death!" Lin Feng spat out two cold words. Having comprehended the paintings of the many Martial Emperors, his mind was incredibly powerful. Since he was already prepared, how could he be shaken? With a thunderous "boom," he struck downward with his palm, pressing down until the other could barely breathe.
"Boom!"
The powerful force slammed the man to the ground again. Lin Feng's foot stomped heavily onto the man's arm, producing a "crack" sound and making him cry out in pain.
"Why did you ambush me?" Lin Feng asked coldly. The man's eyes were exceptionally cold as he stared fixedly at Lin Feng, looking especially sinister in the dim light.
"Since you've come here, do you still need to ask?" The man spat out a cold reply, making Lin Feng's expression stiffen.
"What... is this place?" Lin Feng asked again, his voice cold. The man seemed stunned for a moment, looking very surprised. Lin Feng had come here, yet he was asking what this place was? Then how had he entered?
Moreover, he hadn't expected to fail this time. With his terrifying concealment ability combined with his illusionary divine ability, he had used this method to kill quite a few people, including many like Lin Feng who were at a higher cultivation level than him. Within that powerful illusion, the target would briefly enter a state of waiting for death, and that instant was enough for him to kill them. But Lin Feng had awakened, and his speed was terrifyingly fast, catching up to him without any suspense. He realized he had encountered a tough opponent—the other party was likely here to hunt.
"You don't know?" The man asked coldly. This person was asking him what this place was.
"I don't know," Lin Feng nodded.
"Then how did you get in?" The man asked coldly.
"I'm the one asking questions now. Tell me, and perhaps I won't kill you," Lin Feng said, his voice icy. The man's expression froze. Not kill him? There was still a chance to live?
Here, failure basically meant death. No one showed mercy. Yet this person said he wouldn't kill him.
"Really?"
"If you ask a few more questions, I might change my mind and kill you," Lin Feng spat out a cold warning.
"This is a trial ground at the bottom of the Wasteland Sea, also known as the Land of Slaughter. Many powerful forces and Martial Emperor's Disciples come to this space to temper themselves. They kill others, growing through the training of life and death, truly experiencing life and death rather than indulging in vanity and glory—that's for the weak and mediocre."
The man finally spoke, and Lin Feng's pupils instantly stiffened. The Wasteland Sea region—this was actually the Wasteland Sea region. No wonder there was a Primordial aura.
Moreover, the people who came here were from powerful forces and Martial Emperor's Disciples. They came here to train through life and death, to truly forge themselves. Hence, this place was called the Land of Slaughter.
"Legend has it that this place was jointly created by many Martial Emperors of the Eight Wastelands Realm. It contains endless dangers but also great opportunities. Their purpose was to create a terrifying trial ground for their disciples. No matter which Martial Emperor recruits disciples, those disciples must come here for a trial; otherwise, they are unworthy of being Martial Emperor's Disciples. Some powerful Martial Emperors frequently enter this trial ground. Only Martial Emperors have the authority to send people in here. Disciples of powerful forces who want to enter must also go through the Martial Emperor of their domain. Therefore, once people enter here, they show no mercy and engage in slaughter. That's why I attacked you."
The man continued speaking. A trial ground, a land of slaughter—only Martial Emperors had the authority to let people in. In a sense, this was also a competition ground for the disciples of various Martial Emperors. To become a Martial Emperor's Disciple, one must undergo the training of this Land of Slaughter, which was jointly created by the many Martial Emperors.
"No wonder Mu Chen let us enter here—he's using this Land of Slaughter as an assessment," Lin Feng's thoughts raced. Then he asked the man on the ground, "How vast is this Land of Slaughter? How many strong people are inside?"
"This trial ground is extremely vast, about the size of a city. It's a dedicated trial ground for Heavenly Martial Realm cultivators. If there were Venerable Martial Realm cultivators here, there wouldn't be enough Heavenly Martial Realm people to kill. As for how many people there are, I can't say for sure. But besides Martial Emperor's Disciples and disciples of major forces who can come here from the Eight Wastelands Realm, it's said that secret passages to this trial ground have been opened in other regions. So in this vast area, there could be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people," the man replied to Lin Feng.
"How do I get out?" Lin Feng asked again.
Upon hearing this, the man hesitated and didn't answer immediately.
"Tell me the truth. If I find any sign that you're lying, I'll kill you on the spot," Lin Feng said coldly, seeming to sense the man's hesitation.
"A person at the First Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm needs to hunt ten people before they can go to the teleportation area of this trial ground. There, the controllers of this trial ground—the Martial Emperors who created this place—have stationed people. You can use the teleportation altar to return to your Martial Emperor's territory. For a person at the Second Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, they need to hunt twenty people. For the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, they need to hunt ninety people."
The man replied. Lin Feng's eyes flickered. He actually had to kill so many people before he could leave. No wonder it was called the Land of Slaughter. It seemed the man wasn't lying. He was afraid that Lin Feng, upon hearing that he needed to kill others to leave, would kill him and make him one of those victims.
"Then I need to hunt forty people before I can go to the teleportation area and leave," Lin Feng muttered to himself. What a cruel place. And it was personally created by Martial Emperors. Clearly, these Martial Emperors believed that true strong people must step over the corpses of others to rise against the current.
Coming here, one either killed or was killed. To survive, one had to choose to hunt others, using every means possible.
"Our fight just now must have attracted other strong people. We don't have time to stay here any longer," the man said, his voice quite anxious. There were many strong people here. Those with weaker cultivation had to be extremely careful, or they would inevitably become someone else's prey!
PS: The flower count has stagnated—begging for flowers!