# Chapter 1262: Great Emperor's Relic
Lin Feng looked down from above, glanced at this vast and boundless land, then swooped down and landed on a small peak. He sat down cross-legged and cast an indifferent glance over the crowds on this vast expanse of land.
"Members of the Wen Family!" A thousand meters to Lin Feng's left, a figure smiled and nodded at him. It was none other than Wen Tian Ge. Those who could step into this area were all the most top-tier forces of the Eight Wastelands Realm—Martial Emperor forces. No one else was allowed to set foot here. The entire void had been sealed off.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Lin Feng sensed several icy gazes landing on him. His brows furrowed as his eyes swept over to the right, tens of thousands of meters away. There was another great power there—members of the Qi Family from the Eastern Wasteland of the Eight Wastelands. Among them, Lin Feng noticed a young man whose gaze was especially cold, his sharp aura pressing forward, extremely formidable.
"Where is my sister?" the young man spoke, his voice carrying a biting, sharp edge. The cold light shooting from his terrifying eyes seemed capable of tearing space apart. He was the leader of the Three Heroes of the Qi Family, the elder brother of Qi Tianxu, Qi Tiansheng, and Qi Jiaojiao. At the same time, he was also one of the previous Ten Great Prodigies.
The Qi Family had three heroes, but in truth, only Qi Tianxu and Qi Tiansheng had exceptional talent. Qi Jiaojiao was also talented, but it was only when combined with her reputation as one of the Four Great Beauties of the Eight Wastelands that she was grouped together with Qi Tianxu and Qi Tiansheng as the Three Heroes of the Qi Family, creating a beautiful story.
But unfortunately, of the Three Heroes of the Qi Family, Qi Tiansheng had already been slain by Lin Feng, and Qi Jiaojiao had been captured by him. Only Qi Tianxu remained. As the elder brother, how could Qi Tianxu not hate Lin Feng? His killing intent surged. If not for his fear of the Skyless Sword on Lin Feng, he would have directly obliterated him.
"Alive!" Lin Feng coldly spat out two words. The Three Heroes of the Qi Family, with the eldest brother Qi Tianxu—he had naturally heard of him. It seemed this was the man.
"I will definitely cut you down!" Qi Tianxu said coldly, then stopped looking at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng also stopped looking at him. He sat there with his eyes closed, resting. On this vast expanse of land, many Martial Emperor forces from the Eight Wastelands had already arrived, but it seemed no one from the Heavenly Terrace had come. However, the Heavenly Terrace did not have the deep foundation of other Martial Emperor forces, with its many experts. It still needed time to grow. After all, compared to other forces, the Heavenly Terrace had only been established in the Eight Wastelands for a very short time.
Moreover, Lin Feng noticed that among the Ten Great Prodigies, aside from Qi Tiansheng and Bai Qiuluo, whom he had slain, the other eight had all arrived. After the events at the City of Fate, everyone had successfully broken through to the Sovereign Martial Realm. Naturally, they had to enter the world to train. Hiding in their sects or families, constantly cultivating without competing with other monstrous geniuses from the outside world, would eventually lead to being surpassed and replaced.
Besides those monstrous figures, Lin Feng also saw many familiar faces, such as Feng Xuan, Xue Biyao, and Lei Yao—all acquaintances from the City of Fate. The moment Lei Yao saw him, lightning rolled around his body, but deep fear had already taken root in his eyes. Lin Feng was no longer the Lin Feng from the City of Fate. He could no longer suppress him. Long Teng and Qi Tiansheng had both fallen to Lin Feng's hands.
Now, among the younger generation of the Barbarian Demon Domain, perhaps only Peng Mo, the Golden-Winged Great Roc from the Demon Emperor Hall, could suppress Lin Feng.
The divine bird Golden-Winged Great Roc—unmatched in physical body and unmatched in speed. Few among the Ten Great Prodigies could contend with him. Even if Lin Feng had defeated Qi Tiansheng, it was still impossible for him to deal with the Golden-Winged Great Roc. Lei Yao stared at Lin Feng, already thinking about how to use Peng Mo's hand to kill Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng clearly wasn't paying attention to Lei Yao. At that moment, his eyes opened, and he stood up. Looking at the figure striding over in one big step, he smiled and said, "You came too!"
"Hehe, with so many guys here, how could I, Old Ape, not come to join the fun?" Yuan Fei grinned, showing his teeth. "But Jun Moxi didn't come. I heard something big is about to happen at the Undying Divine Palace. The old Palace Master's time is almost up."
"The old Palace Master is nearing his end?" Lin Feng's expression tightened. This was definitely not good news for the Undying Divine Palace. For a Martial Emperor force, if the old Palace Master's time was up and there was no successor to take over, it would be a very dangerous situation.
And the Undying Divine Palace clearly had no new Martial Emperor to take over. Otherwise, Jun Moxi wouldn't have become the Young Palace Master. It was precisely because the old Palace Master knew he had no successor that he wanted to create someone with Martial Emperor potential within his lifetime. Unfortunately, the old Palace Master's end seemed to have come too quickly.
"Yeah, luckily the entire Eight Wastelands is now focused on this small country. If the Wen Family matter hadn't been exposed, the attention probably wouldn't be here but on the Undying Divine Palace instead. That would have been an even bigger problem for them." Yuan Fei had always been straightforward, saying whatever came to mind. A Martial Emperor force was a great treasure trove. Once the Martial Emperor died of old age, one could imagine how many people would covet it. Just like the Sword Pavilion, it would be suppressed to death. The Sword Pavilion was only preserved because of the deterrent power left behind by the Skyless Sword Emperor. That was also why the Sword Pavilion wanted to create a Sword Servant, choosing to let the Skyless Sword devour Lin Feng.
"What exactly is here?" Lin Feng asked the question in his heart. After he left, the Eight Wastelands had only become turbulent after the incident of pressuring the Wen Family. But Lin Feng hadn't received any news. He didn't know what had caused the entire Eight Wastelands to focus on this Cloud Sea Mountain Range.
"News has spread that this mountain range bears the footprints of the Three Lives Great Emperor. Moreover, an Emperor Battle once took place here. There might be a terrifying relic!" Yuan Fei said to Lin Feng. This matter had already spread throughout the Eight Wastelands. Someone had deliberately released the news to forcefully pressure the Wen Family into opening the Void Ancient Formation.
"Three Lives Great Emperor!" Lin Feng's eyes trembled. He suddenly looked toward the Cloud Sea Peak that hadn't been erased. Could it be that the Nine Revolutions Buddha-Demon Art was indeed the predecessor of the Three Lives Demon Scripture, left behind by the Three Lives Great Emperor?
And the one who erased Yan Di and sealed that guy in the Small World—could it be the Three Lives Great Emperor?
"Emperor Battle!"
Lin Feng murmured. Yangzhou City was just a small city. Could an Emperor Battle have really taken place here? That should have been at least over a thousand years ago. Yan Di was a figure from that era. But Lin Feng didn't know the exact number of years. Probably only Yan Di himself knew.
Since the Three Lives Great Emperor had once appeared in the Snow Moon Kingdom, then who was the one who sealed one of the Three Lives Great Emperor's bodies—the Three Lives Demon Emperor—in the Death Mountain Range of the Qian Domain?
"Since there's a relic, why haven't they made a move yet?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled.
"Everyone is waiting." Yuan Fei pointed at the land ahead and said to Lin Feng, "You can go test the toughness of that land."
"Oh?" Lin Feng frowned. Then, a sword light shot from his eyes. He waved his hand, and a sharp sword energy slashed toward the ground.
"Chi, chi..." The sharp sword energy pierced into the earth. But Lin Feng discovered that when the terrifying sword qi tore several dozen meters into the ground, it dissipated into nothingness. The sword qi seemed to be blocked by a terrifying force.
Lin Feng frowned. He hadn't expected the ground beneath the Cloud Sea Mountain Range to be so hard. His sword was already very sharp, but it was still neutralized by some force.
"Not just you. Even Sovereign Lord level figures can't forcefully split it open. But these Martial Emperor forces obviously have their own foundations. However, they won't act easily. They're all waiting for someone else to reveal their foundation first!"
Lin Feng smiled. Everyone wanted to keep their own trump cards hidden, not wanting them to be known. With so many forces here, who would be willing to be the fool who sticks his head out? So they would rather wait and see who had less patience.
"These old fellows here really can endure!" Lin Feng said with a smile. They probably wanted to know what was down there more than anyone else.
"They've all been cultivating for hundreds of years. How could they lack patience? Besides, this land isn't going to run away." Yuan Fei swept his gaze over the crowd and grinned. Those old fellows sat there calmly, eyes closed, resting. For them, even a few months was just a short rest, passing in the blink of an eye.
"Lin Feng!" At that moment, a crisp voice came. Lin Feng turned his head and saw a figure in white. It was a handsome man, even more beautiful than a woman.
Seeing this person, a smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. Meeting an old friend again inevitably brought a sense of warmth.
It was a former classmate from the Heavenly One Academy, even someone he could call his senior brother—Wen Aoxue, known as the White-Clothed God of Slaughter.
"Long time no see!" Lin Feng smiled at Wen Aoxue. Wen Aoxue came to Lin Feng's side and said with some surprise, "I never thought that an old friend from the Snow Moon Kingdom would rise to fame across the Eight Wastelands!"
"I never thought that my former classmate would come from a Martial Emperor family of the Eight Wastelands!" Lin Feng sighed softly. Meeting Wen Aoxue again gave him a feeling that things had changed.
"Family orders, I had no choice. I've already spent some years in the Snow Moon Kingdom." Wen Aoxue's smile seemed somewhat alluring, enough to move even a man's heart.
The two chatted for a while, then Wen Aoxue took his leave and returned to the Wen Family camp.
"Seems a bit unhappy?" Yuan Fei said to Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng shook his head slightly. It was just a feeling of the vicissitudes of life. Seeing that Wen Aoxue was a member of the Wen Family, he could no longer view Wen Aoxue with the same mindset as before. Some things were hard to explain. Although he had a very good relationship with Wen Aoxue in the past, since he was from the Wen Family, everything he did, everything about him, had a purpose. Otherwise, where was he when Yan Yupingsheng lost his life back then?
Of course, Lin Feng had no right to blame Wen Aoxue. It was just that it would be difficult to interact with him the same way as before. Among those great forces, people like Yuan Fei, who could be deeply befriended, were too few!
PS: Damn, everyone don't go too hard. 1299 is enough. It's hard to stay up all night in this cold weather!
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