# Chapter 1217: Bai Qiuluo
Around the mountain peak, powerful figures continuously appeared, heading straight for the summit of Qitian Mountain Range. This scene caused the hearts of those watching from the surroundings to tremble violently. How could there be so many experts from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress?
Something about today's events was abnormal!
Qiu Yuexin stood in front of Lin Feng, engaging in a fierce battle with several Venerable Martial realm experts. At the same time, Qiongqi, clad in a Daoist robe and holding a whisk, also arrived. He said in a low voice, "Little girl, this venerable one now needs to erase that divine sense power for him. Remember to protect me as well!"
Having said that, Qiongqi came before Lin Feng. At the center of his brow, a streak of golden fire instantly plunged into Lin Feng's brow, entering his divine sense. At that moment, the divine sense dragon claw seemed anxious, madly assaulting Lin Feng's Divine Mind Palace. However, the Divine Mind Palace withstood the storm-like bombardment, standing firm and unyielding.
A streak of golden flame descended, as if carrying a voice with it.
"That little bastard finally knows to thank me, the Emperor, right? If I hadn't granted you the Divine Mind Palace, you'd already be a dead man. But those bastards from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress really dare to strike ruthlessly." Qiongqi's divine sense seemed to still be in the mood for chatting, making Lin Feng want to kick him.
The golden flame sealed Lin Feng's divine sense, then wisps of fire abruptly emerged, spreading to every place within Lin Feng's divine sense. On that dragon claw divine sense as well, flames ignited.
"Who are you!" A voice emanated from that strand of divine sense, seeming extremely furious.
"I am the great Flame Emperor!" Qiongqi said arrogantly, leaving Lin Feng speechless.
"Boom!" The divine sense dragon claw was completely covered in terrifying golden flames, burning fiercely as it tried to break out, but it was firmly sealed by Qiongqi's divine sense power.
"Having learned the Emperor's secret, you still think you can leave alive? How naive." Qiongqi said mockingly. This strand of divine sense was a split-off projection. If it returned alive, it would bring back everything that happened here. But as long as this split divine sense was completely erased, the original owner would know nothing of what transpired here. This divine sense was now an independent existence—erasing it meant ending this independent life.
"You are not from the Heavenly Terrace. Meddling in the affairs of my Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, this venerable one will make you die without a burial place!" That person's divine sense emitted an extremely icy voice. But Qiongqi's divine sense responded with cold laughter: "Daring to call yourself 'venerable' before the Emperor? Ridiculous to the extreme. Die!"
"Boom!" Terrifying flames burned wildly. That strand of divine sense let out a scream, roaring, "Dare to erase this venerable one's divine sense, you will die horribly!"
"Whoosh!" That strand of dragon claw divine sense was completely erased, turning to ashes. Qiongqi cursed inwardly—ruthless indeed. A high-rank Venerable's divine sense parasitic on Long Teng was practically a death sentence for Lin Feng. Fortunately, it was only a strand of divine sense power; otherwise, even the Divine Mind Palace couldn't have withstood such terrifying divine sense.
"But isn't this precisely showcasing the Emperor's brilliance and martial prowess!" Qiongqi thought smugly to himself, completely unaware that Qiu Yuexin was at that moment being besieged by three Venerable experts, and the Heavenly Terrace's experts were also being intercepted and slaughtered by many suddenly appearing Venerable figures. These people weren't exceptionally strong, but they weren't weak either, mingling among the crowd like bystanders, completely inconspicuous, thus drawing no attention.
While Lin Feng, Qiongqi, and that expert's divine sense were locked in battle, a figure quietly arrived at the mountain summit, exceptionally conspicuous and eye-catching. This person was very famous, his reputation surpassing even Long Teng and Lin Feng. He was one of the Ten Great Prodigies of the Eight Wastelands—Bai Qiuluo of the Western Wasteland's Falling Heaven Pavilion.
However, this man was neither from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress nor the Heavenly Terrace, but from the Falling Heaven Pavilion. At this moment, why was he joining the fray?
Fu Hei and Yiren Lei both fixed their gazes on Bai Qiuluo. As fellow Ten Great Prodigies, Bai Qiuluo stepping onto the summit of Qitian Mountain naturally drew their special attention.
At this moment, Bai Qiuluo very leisurely walked over to Long Teng, unhurried, with no one blocking him. Everyone was engaged in battle, and Long Teng was recovering from his physical injuries. His body had been slashed countless times by Lin Feng's sword and was afflicted by a blood curse, half-dead.
Light flickered, and in Bai Qiuluo's hand appeared a sword—sharp, radiant, and gleaming.
"What is he going to do?"
This scene caused the crowd's hearts to tremble violently. Bai Qiuluo, was he insane... At this moment, he was actually holding a sword and standing before Long Teng.
As if sensing something, Long Teng, who was healing his wounds, suddenly opened his eyes, and then he saw that sword, cold as autumn water.
"Bai Qiuluo!" Long Teng saw a faint smile at the corner of Bai Qiuluo's mouth, like the smile of a death god, exceptionally eerie.
"The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress and the Falling Heaven Pavilion haven't reached the point of mortal enmity, have they? Are you trying to provoke a war between our two major powers!" Long Teng roared angrily. But light flashed, and Bai Qiuluo's sword rested against Long Teng's throat, causing countless hearts to jolt violently. Seeing this, they felt their breath stop.
Was this... a change in the heavens? Bai Qiuluo of the Western Wasteland's Falling Heaven Pavilion, beheading Long Teng at this moment?
"Chi..." A brilliant spray of blood blossomed, so enchanting. Paired with the faint smile at the corner of Bai Qiuluo's mouth, it appeared even more eerily strange. Long Teng's head flew up—he had been decapitated by Bai Qiuluo!
"Hiss..." Seeing this, many drew in sharp breaths of cold air. No one had anticipated so many unexpected turns today, and the events had developed so bizarrely. Lin Feng defeated Long Teng, only to be hunted by the divine sense parasitic in Long Teng's body. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress and the Heavenly Terrace engaged in battle. Then Bai Qiuluo, as if entering an unguarded territory, easily stepped onto the summit of Qitian Mountain and cut off Long Teng's head.
The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress's Heavenly Dragon Demonic Body had thus ended its life in such an absurd manner.
Even the people of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress were stunned, never expecting this. They had gone to great lengths to protect Long Teng, using every means to prevent him from being killed, yet they still failed. He was beheaded by Bai Qiuluo of the Western Wasteland's Falling Heaven Pavilion.
Bai Qiuluo leisurely collected his spoils, taking Long Teng's Shield of Coiling Dragon and Storage Ring. Then his gaze fell on Lin Feng and Qiongqi. At this moment, Lin Feng and Qiongqi had just erased that expert's divine sense when they felt a gaze land on them.
"Bai Qiuluo, he wouldn't want to kill Lin Feng too, would he?"
The crowd's hearts trembled. The Western Wasteland's Falling Heaven Pavilion—what did it want? Kill Long Teng, then kill Lin Feng?
"Chi..." Bai Qiuluo's sword was drawn, fast as a lightning bolt streaking across the sky, striking at Lin Feng. Just as everyone had guessed, after killing Long Teng, Bai Qiuluo was now going to kill Lin Feng!
Madness! The Western Wasteland's Falling Heaven Pavilion had gone mad!
"Void Demon Art!" Lin Feng spat out an icy voice. Instantly, a void power enveloped him and Qiongqi. His eyes were cold—Bai Qiuluo actually wanted to kill him.
Even Yiren Lei and Fu Hei were stunned, feeling very strange inside. This was too unusual.
"Space Unraveling!" The sword in Bai Qiuluo's hand swept out, like a Milky Way waterfall, cutting through the void. It wasn't dazzling, but seemed to concentrate all power into a single point, unraveling space. A crack appeared, and then the Void Demon Art collapsed. Bai Qiuluo continued advancing with his sword, that faint smile still on his lips.
Lin Feng suddenly recalled the Prophet's prophecy about Bai Qiuluo. The general meaning was that his scope was broad but his skills were mixed and imprecise; he needed to seek change to break into the Mid-rank Emperor realm. In other words, among that group at the time, Bai Qiuluo's talent wasn't considered particularly strong—merely average.
After unraveling space, Bai Qiuluo still smiled, slowly walking toward Lin Feng with his sword, uttering a cold, murderous sound: "Illusion!"
As the words fell, the void seemed to shift. Lin Feng found that he and Bai Qiuluo were now in the same space, while everyone else had disappeared, including Qiongqi.
Clearly, Bai Qiuluo had first killed Long Teng, and now he wanted to kill Lin Feng.
Lin Feng still sat there. Although he hadn't been erased by that strand of divine sense, his divine sense was still damaged. The Divine Mind Palace had nearly collapsed earlier, and now he felt his head still spinning, his soul shaken.
He hadn't expected Bai Qiuluo to attack at this moment.
"Kill!" Bai Qiuluo's mouth spat out a murderous sound. The tip of his sword pointed at Lin Feng's life.
"Chi..." Almost simultaneously with the sword's radiance, a sharp murderous small sword emerged from Bai Qiuluo's brow, shooting straight toward Lin Feng's divine sense. He knew Lin Feng's divine sense had just been wounded, and he wanted to add insult to injury, or completely sever Lin Feng's divine sense.
The Divine Mind Palace bloomed again, guarding the brow. The sharp murderous small sword struck the Divine Mind Palace, causing Lin Feng to feel a terrifying murderous aura within his divine sense. Bai Qiuluo had condensed his divine sense with murderous aura; the divine sense small sword shattered everything, sharp and fierce, making Lin Feng's already tottering Divine Mind Palace tremble violently, as if about to collapse. At the same time, the sharp sword in Bai Qiuluo's hand also arrived—this sword had turned golden!
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