# Chapter 1108: All Sides Emerge
After Mu Chen's phantom disappeared, many people immediately directed cold gazes at Lin Feng, and some even openly mocked him: "With cultivation like that, even if he goes to the City of Fate, he'll only be a stepping stone for others."
"Too ignorant of the heavens and earth, daring to kidnap Snow Fairy Maiden. If it weren't for the Sky Dome Immortal Palace giving face to the Heavenly Terrace, you wouldn't still be alive."
Lin Feng turned around, his expression calm and indifferent. He took a step, preparing to leave.
"Wait!" At this moment, a cold voice rang out, stopping Lin Feng.
Turning around, Lin Feng looked at the young man from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace. He hadn't left with the elders but had been staring at Lin Feng the whole time, a chilling aura radiating from him.
"The younger generation of the various major powers will contend among themselves, and the seniors won't interfere. Since you intend to go to the City of Fate, your life and death will be determined by fate. You will face the elites of all the major powers. So let me first see if you even have the qualifications to step into the City of Fate!"
The young man from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace said coldly. This person was at the Sixth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm and was one of Xue Biyao's many admirers. Lin Feng had injured his dream goddess and even kidnapped her. Now that she was in danger, the Venerable Ones of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace couldn't interfere because of Mu Chen. However, since he was of the same generation as Lin Feng, if he taught Lin Feng a lesson, even Mu Chen would have nothing to say, and Lin Feng wouldn't have the face to summon Mu Chen.
"Exactly. This disciple of the Heavenly Terrace must be a fraud. Why not just cripple his cultivation?" Someone else in the crowd chimed in.
"Whoosh!" At that moment, Lin Feng suddenly stomped his foot and shot toward the person who had spoken in the crowd, startling him into retreating hastily.
Lin Feng extended his palm, and in an instant, a mountain peak appeared in his hand—immense, majestic, and towering, as if it would suppress everyone beneath it.
"Annoying!" Lin Feng's hand trembled, and the heavens and earth hummed. He raised the mountain and hurled it, his might boundless. The man's face instantly turned pale. The rumbling mountain peak moved with incredible speed, slamming into him in an instant. He struck the mountain with both palms but only felt his bones continuously breaking. His entire body was blasted until he vomited blood and flew to who knows where.
"He raised a mountain range with just a wave of his hand! How did he do that?" The crowd's eyes trembled. This Lin Feng's combat strength was formidable. As one of the first batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples of the Heavenly Terrace, and personally protected by Mu Chen, he naturally had his exceptional qualities. It was only because he had offended everyone's goddess that the crowd verbally attacked him.
Lin Feng's sharp eyes swept over the crowd as he said coldly, "If you have something to say, say it to my face. Hiding behind others and spouting nonsense—you're all just trash!"
The crowd's expressions stiffened. With the terrifying power Lin Feng had just displayed—raising a mountain with a wave of his hand and hurling it at incredible speed—he could easily suppress even an ordinary cultivator at the Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm.
Taking a step forward, Lin Feng arrived before the young man from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace. A sword intent condensed and slashed out directly, without any wasted words.
"What a decisive fellow. He fights without saying a single word!"
A flicker of surprise passed through the young man's eyes, and then he snorted coldly. His hand trembled, and countless flower petals appeared in the void.
"Boom, boom..." The sword qi collided with the flower petals, producing sharp sounds.
"Those from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace cultivate immortal techniques, which are quite different from the methods of the outside world. Today, we can broaden our horizons."
"Kill!" The young man waved his hand, and the endless flower petals drifted with the wind, scattering toward Lin Feng. They appeared soft and delicate, but when they reached Lin Feng, they suddenly erupted with terrifying sharpness, shooting toward him.
Silver wings unfurled, and dazzling silver light swept through the void, erasing everything.
Lin Feng stepped forward, and the heavens and earth trembled. A terrifying momentum converged toward the young man from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace, overwhelming and unstoppable.
"Entwine!" The young man formed hand seals, and countless vines seemed to extend from his palms toward Lin Feng, blotting out the sky and covering the sun, shrouding the space. The vines moved as if alive, trying to devour Lin Feng.
"What a peculiar power!"
Lin Feng was quite surprised, but he still forcibly stepped forward. Countless sword qi roared out, and flames rolled, cutting the vines apart inch by inch.
However, the young man was unconcerned. He waved his hand, and a faint radiance scattered toward Lin Feng. The pervasive light was impossible to avoid. Lin Feng frowned slightly, not understanding the other's intention.
"Take root!" The young man shouted softly, and the radiance transformed into countless seeds, taking root on Lin Feng's body. In an instant, Lin Feng was wrapped tightly.
"What a peculiar technique. In a battle between experts, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant. The immortal arts of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace have such wonderful uses. That person is about to be humiliated."
Seeing the expert from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace coldly stepping toward Lin Feng, the crowd thought to themselves.
"With cultivation like yours, what right do you have to go to the City of Fate!" The man arrived before Lin Feng, raised his hand, and was about to slap Lin Feng.
"Take root!" Lin Feng uttered the word faintly, and the man's expression froze. He looked down and saw vines climbing up his legs, wrapping around his body in an instant. His gaze froze. How did Lin Feng know the divine ability of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace?
"Whether I have the qualifications or not is not for you to decide!" A terrifying power surged from Lin Feng's body. Sword qi and black flames erupted simultaneously, shattering the vines. Raising his hand, Lin Feng viciously slapped the other's face.
"Boom!" Almost at the same time, the vines on the man's body also exploded. He retreated rapidly, extremely swift.
Silver wings flashed, and the Carefree Step Art was activated. Lin Feng closely followed the man.
"Get lost!" The man roared. A brilliant light bloomed from his brow, and his divine sense fluctuated terrifyingly. A golden seed shot out, slowly taking root and sprouting, heading toward Lin Feng's brow.
"Divine sense power? You're not good enough!" Lin Feng said indifferently. His hand came down, and a crisp slapping sound rang out. Lin Feng's hand directly struck the man's face.
At the same time, the Divine Mind Palace manifested. The majestic palace was intricate and complex, vast and imposing. The man's divine sense seed instantly adhered to it, trying to envelop the Divine Mind Palace. However, Lin Feng snorted coldly. Terrifying light radiated from the Divine Mind Palace, majestic and oppressive, suppressing everything. The man's divine sense seed couldn't envelop the palace at all and was instantly withdrawn.
"You brought humiliation upon yourself. Slap!"
Lin Feng caught up and slapped the man again. At the same time, he withdrew his divine sense. Silver wings flashed, and he streaked across the void, drifting away. In an instant, he had vanished without a trace.
The young man from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace's expression was extremely ugly. He had been slapped twice in a row by someone at the Fourth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm.
The crowd was also stunned, sighing in disbelief. The young man from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace was certainly not weak, but Lin Feng's methods were extremely demonic. He could even mimic the other's power, catching him off guard. Moreover, his divine sense power completely suppressed the young man. The seed divine sense couldn't envelop the Divine Mind Palace at all, causing the young man to be slapped twice before he could even unleash his full combat strength. And it seemed that Lin Feng had shown mercy, only giving him two slaps.
After leaving, Lin Feng flew rapidly toward a certain place, as fast as lightning. It seemed he couldn't get the pill for now and would have to find another way. The City of Fate seemed to be a gathering of forces, so he naturally had to go and explore, to see the true elite experts of the Eight Wastelands Realm.
Finding a desolate place, Lin Feng immediately sat cross-legged. Many Origin Stones appeared in his hand, and he closed his eyes to cultivate.
A terrifying vortex converged frantically. The qi from the Origin Stones was continuously absorbed by Lin Feng. A storm of qi also condensed faintly in the void, gathering on Lin Feng.
The Yang Fire True Yuan manifested, and its terrifying heat scorched the ground. The sunlight from the sky pierced through the void and fell on Lin Feng, making him appear solemn and dignified.
That's right, he was about to break through. While observing the Dao principles in the Small World at the bottom of the Wasteland Sea, he had felt that he was at the peak of the Fourth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, as if he could break through the barrier at any moment. After arriving here, his heart had been tense. After several consecutive battles, he suddenly felt that he was about to break through, so he quickly found this uninhabited place.
Of course, Lin Feng, who was cultivating at this moment, had no idea that many people in the Eight Wastelands Realm had already begun their journey to the City of Fate.
At the Heavenly Terrace, Mu Chen had ordered all the first batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples to set out for the City of Fate, to seek the secrets of fate. Qiu Yuexin looked longingly but saw no sign of Lin Feng's return, so she set off alone.
Xuanyuan Potian had originally wanted to propose marriage to the Yang Clan and obtain that terrifying war spear. However, because the Yang Clan was at war with the Nine Dragons Island, they had suffered heavy losses. The Xuanyuan Clan told Xuanyuan Potian to delay and go to the City of Fate first.
On the Qifeng Mountain, a peerlessly enchanting woman walked down the mountain. Her face was still hazy, but just her figure alone seemed enough to captivate all beings.
At the Undying Heavenly Palace, the old Palace Master's recently found successor, clad in splendid robes and radiating righteousness, stepped down from the Undying Heavenly Palace and headed for the City of Fate.
At the Buddhist sect, a bitter monk from the Heavenly Thunder Sound Temple, carrying a wooden staff and a bowl, bald-headed, walked down from the Heavenly Thunder Sound Temple.
"You old undying bastard, Grandpa Ape is never going back to that damn Battle Sage Holy Land again!" At the foot of the Flower and Fruit Mountain, Yuan Fei, carrying a black wooden staff on his shoulder, left angrily, muttering curses. However, a gigantic wooden staff suddenly appeared in the void, descending from the sky and smashing toward him. Startled, Yuan Fei sprinted away, cursing under his breath that this old undying bastard's ears were far too sharp!
At the same time, the successors of various Small Worlds in the Eight Wastelands Realm all emerged. Their target was one and only one: the City of Fate. The wheel of fate would once again begin to turn!