# Chapter 1071: Slaying
The gaze of that Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress person froze, fixed in place, as even space itself was bound and immobilized by that sword.
"Rip apart!" He roared in fury, his golden dragon arm trembling violently. A terrifying tearing force spread through heaven and earth as the endless golden claws released dreadful golden light, reaching toward the frozen space as if trying to tear that region apart.
"Annihilate!" The gray-clothed man uttered a single word. Instantly, the sword that had frozen the void hummed and trembled, shaking the unstable space. A dreadful aura of desolate stillness spread outward, and in that moment, all the golden claws began to tremble violently, as if extremely unstable. Finally, with a buzzing sound of destructive fluctuations, the golden claws turned to powder in an instant, dissipating into the air. In that place, a power of desolate stillness remained, destroying everything.
"What terrifying power! Using a sword to freeze space—that sword isn't even a physical weapon. What kind of divine ability is this, to be able to condense such a dreadful sword!"
"Dragon's Nine Tremors!" The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert's demon dragon arm shook violently. With the first tremor, a dull booming sound echoed through the void. With the second tremor, an incomparably dreadful power vibrated through the frozen space, as if trying to shatter and destroy it.
"Dragon's Nine Tremors—another wave of great force. Even the sword is trembling; it seems unable to hold space frozen."
The crowd's gazes fell upon the gray-clothed man's sword. It was trembling slightly. Then, they saw the gray-clothed man take a step forward, grasping the sword in his hand. With a buzzing sound, a dreadful tremor erupted, and space rippled violently.
The gray-clothed man took another step forward, actually advancing toward that Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert, holding his sharp sword, unafraid of the opponent's demon dragon arm.
"Die!" That person roared in fury. The third tremor of the Dragon's Nine Tremors—space exploded. The ground suddenly split apart. An invisible destructive force spread to that location, instantly obliterating several people. A massive deep crater appeared on the ground, causing everyone's hearts to twitch violently. Was this power too terrifying?
If the opponent truly mastered the Dragon's Nine Tremors, with nine tremors capable of destroying heaven and earth, wouldn't the gray-clothed man of Heavenly Terrace be doomed without any hope of survival?
"Desolation, Time!" At this moment, a faint voice emerged from the gray-clothed man's mouth. Instantly, an incomparable aura of desolation spread—the passage of time, the vicissitudes of life.
Although the crowd was far away, at this moment they felt as if their bodies were withering, aging, slowly growing old, about to die.
"What's happening?" Everyone's hearts were greatly shaken. Growing old? They were growing old? Dying?
Their bodies frantically flickered and retreated. They still hadn't reacted to what was happening, why such a terrifying sensation had suddenly arisen.
"It's time, the power of time—how terrifying!" Everyone's hearts were convulsing. Someone had actually comprehended the essence of time, making them feel as if they were aging. And they weren't even the gray-clothed man's target. That person from Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress was the one being attacked by the power of desolate time.
The crowd's gazes fell upon that Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress person. They saw his demon dragon arm gradually losing its luster, while his appearance was slowly aging. Everything within his body seemed to be flowing on its own, completely beyond his control. This caused fear to appear on his face as he stared fixedly at the gray-clothed man. But the latter was still forming seals with his hands, continuously pointing through the void.
"Boom, boom, boom!" One sharp sword after another descended from the sky, landing around the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert. In that instant, the entire space was sealed off by swords, completely frozen in place. That Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert felt his body stiffen beyond measure, as if he couldn't move at all.
"Pfft!" The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert spat out a mouthful of blood. This mouthful of blood stained the void, dyeing his own demon dragon arm red.
"Fourth tremor!" He seemed to force out a word with difficulty. The void trembled, and the frozen space seemed to crack apart. But at this moment, the gray-clothed man slowly stepped forward. With each step, it seemed to condense a dreadful momentum. The intent of time grew stronger and stronger. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert's face gradually showed signs of aging. His aura became unstable. Gray hairs appeared at his temples.
"Rise!" The gray-clothed man shouted softly. All the swords that had frozen the void now pointed toward the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert, ready to destroy everything. This caused his body to tremble with fear. His aura became increasingly chaotic, and he couldn't even mobilize his own power, feeling a sense of powerlessness.
"Kill!" The gray-clothed man pointed his sword at the opponent. Instantly, countless swords together charged toward that Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert.
"Flee!" The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress crowd in the distance shouted, urging him to escape. But at this moment, the aura of desolation grew even stronger, completely disrupting his aura. He aged even faster. Endless sharp swords pierced through his body—a thousand swords through the heart.
His body stiffened in place, floating in the void. Sword energy still raged, carrying drops of blood. Finally, it annihilated into the air, but it had taken the life of that Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert.
The crowd stared at this scene, their hearts stirred by enormous waves. Such terrifying combat power! The power of desolate time, dreadful swordsmanship, freezing space—nothing could withstand it. Even though the opponent had transformed into a dragon arm and used the Dragon's Nine Tremors, he was still killed, pierced through by sharp swords.
The faces of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress crowd turned ugly. Defeated. This battle was actually lost. And they had lost a powerful genius at the Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm.
Loss of face, and loss of life as well.
"As expected of a powerful genius meticulously nurtured by Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress—impressive, to be able to fight to such an extent." The gray-clothed man said lightly, sweeping his gaze over the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress crowd. Then, with a step, he returned to the ranks of the disciples.
These words fell upon the ears of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress crowd like a harsh mockery. He had killed their man, yet still praised him as worthy of being a genius nurtured by Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. Wasn't this insulting their incompetence—that even the geniuses they nurtured could be killed by him?
Yet, the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress crowd had to admit that this person's strength was truly terrifying, with no element of luck. They hadn't expected that this time, when Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor recruited Martial Emperor's Disciples, they had recruited another terrifying genius. The power of desolate time essence could rival Hou Qinglin's reincarnation power, though not as powerful as Hou Qinglin's mastery of reincarnation.
"Second battle!" The leader of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress group said nothing more. Defeat was defeat; words were useless. Now, in this second battle, they had to win.
"In this battle, you must defeat him and kill him." He transmitted a message to that person at the Fourth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. If they didn't kill the opponent in this battle, how could they recover the face they had just lost?
"Rest assured, he will die." That Fourth Layer Heavenly Martial Realm person replied coldly. As he stepped forward, a dreadful aura of slaughter spread through the space. Clearly, in this battle, he harbored a killing intent, determined to kill his opponent.
Lin Feng's expression was calm. His figure flickered, arriving before the opponent, completely unmoved by this aura of slaughter, as tranquil as still water.
"Boom!"
Without any words, the opponent took a step forward and raised his hand, sending a dreadful palm strike toward Lin Feng. As the palm struck, a terrifying wave of power seemed to spread outward, as if it weren't a flesh palm but indestructible metal.
Lin Feng raised his palm to meet the opponent's strike. In terms of physical combat, within the same realm, he feared nothing. The opponent's palm strike carried an invisible wave of power, but in every move Lin Feng made, there seemed to be a wave of great momentum.
"Boom crack!" The terrifying force collided. Both felt that the other's palm was extremely hard, not at all like a human flesh palm. Whether it was the expert selected by Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress or the first disciple of Heavenly Terrace, neither was weak.
Their palms separated upon contact. That person stared coldly at Lin Feng, his eyes without much fluctuation. With a thought, cracking and popping sounds emerged. Bones shifted and displaced. Golden light bloomed. That person's body seemed to flow with the power of a demon dragon.
"Heavenly Dragon Emperor is indeed skilled at imitating demon dragon power. It all seems like demon dragon techniques, and all are very powerful!"
The crowd murmured inwardly. They saw that person's body seemed to be covered with a layer of flood dragon intent. His entire aura was transforming, as if turning from human to demon.