# Chapter 1325: Traveling with Yiren Lei
Yiren Lei naturally recognized Lin Feng at this moment. Back in the Snow Moon Kingdom, within the small world of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, Lin Feng had obtained a demon flute, and Sikong Xiao, Yiren Lei, and Mu Fan Chen had all come to snatch it. That time, he had clashed with Sikong Xiao, Heaven Eye against Demon Eye, and in the end, because the Sikong Clan was powerful, he had thrown the flute away. Later, he had transformed back into Lin Feng and forcefully made Sikong Xiao hand over the demon flute.
However, afterward, Lin Feng had thrown the demon flute into the demon soil of his one-page martial soul, and there was no reaction at all. This had left Lin Feng quite frustrated.
"So, Fairy Yiren, you are well!" Lin Feng's gaze carried a hint of demonic aura, as if he possessed a pair of evil eyes, staring at Yiren Lei's alluring figure.
Yiren Lei also sized up Lin Feng, her enchanting smile still present: "Young master knows Yiren, yet Yiren still does not know the young master's name. I have never heard of you before either!"
With Lin Feng's strength, being able to battle Sikong Xiao, one of the Ten Great Prodigies with his Heaven Eye Body, yet having no reputation—and that was the only time she had seen him—this inevitably made Yiren Lei curious.
A curse wielder—which powerful force would he come from? Moreover, besides his formidable curse power, this person also possessed terrifying demonic techniques, extremely fearsome. If this person revealed his strength in the Eight Wastelands Realm, he might very well replace one of the Ten Great Prodigies.
"Mu Feng, a wandering cultivator, drifting from place to place. I have also trained in the Eight Wastelands. Naturally, I know Fairy Yiren, one of the Four Great Beauties of the Eight Wastelands Realm," Lin Feng said, splitting the character "Feng" from his name and using the alias Mu Feng.
"Mu Feng... Lin Feng!" Yiren Lei murmured to herself, as if thinking of another exceptionally talented young man. Unfortunately, he had withered and fallen.
"What is it, Fairy?" Lin Feng asked, seeing Yiren Lei lost in thought as if pondering something.
"I was thinking of an old friend. He is quite similar to you, young master—cultivation at the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, but with terrifying combat power, having defeated one of the Ten Great Prodigies. I wonder if you have heard of him," Yiren Lei said, revealing that enchanting smile again.
"Are you referring to Lin Feng?" Lin Feng's pitch-black eyes carried a hint of amusement as he responded.
"It seems you know Lin Feng as well. Unfortunately, he was pressured by both the Qi Family and the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, and was ultimately banished into the void space. Heaven is jealous of geniuses!" Yiren Lei sighed, seeming to regret Lin Feng's death.
"Dead?" Lin Feng's expression trembled, but his mind was racing. Even Yiren Lei said Lin Feng was dead—it seemed the news of his death had already spread throughout the Eight Wastelands.
"Yes. If he hadn't died, perhaps Lin Feng would have shone brilliantly at the postponed Assembly of Emperors," Yiren Lei said with a smile.
"The postponed Assembly of Emperors?" Lin Feng's heart stirred. He had never deliberately asked his senior brother or master about the Assembly of Emperors, so he didn't really understand it: "Fairy Yiren, what exactly is the Assembly of Emperors? And why was it postponed?"
"Young master doesn't even know about the Assembly of Emperors!" Yiren Lei's smiling eyes fixed on Lin Feng, showing considerable surprise. If what Lin Feng said was true, then he might not be from a Martial Emperor force in the Eight Wastelands Realm. So how did he have such terrifying combat power?
Could it be the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms?
In Yiren Lei's view, if Lin Feng were a disciple of a Martial Emperor force, with his combat power, he would definitely be a core disciple. How could he not know about the Assembly of Emperors? She just wouldn't have thought that Lin Feng hadn't been with the Heavenly Terrace for long, and moreover, he had never deliberately inquired about the Assembly of Emperors.
"I don't know," Lin Feng shrugged nonchalantly.
"When you attend the Assembly of Emperors one day, young master, you will naturally understand what it's all about. Also, the Assembly of Emperors should have been held long ago, but it was postponed because several Martial Emperors, led by the Heavenly Terrace, strongly requested a delay. However, it won't be long now—there are only a hundred days left until the postponed Assembly of Emperors," Yiren Lei said casually, without explaining in too much detail to Lin Feng.
"The Heavenly Terrace requested the postponement? A hundred days?" Lin Feng's dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a bottomless abyss that no one could see through. So it was his master's doing. And within these hundred days, he absolutely had to step into the Sovereign Martial Realm. No matter what, he wanted to experience this Assembly of Emperors.
"Fairy Yiren, since fate has brought us together here, why don't we travel together? What do you say?" Lin Feng's dark eyes revealed a faint smile as he looked at Yiren Lei. Yiren Lei's enchanting eyes seemed to want to see through Lin Feng, but she felt as if there was a layer of mist in his pitch-black eyes, making it impossible to peer into his heart.
"Young master is sure you want to travel with Yiren? No regrets?" A strange, enchanting smile flickered in Yiren Lei's eyes. Even though Lin Feng's eyes were pitch-black, he still felt his heart racing.
"Of course," Lin Feng nodded. In truth, he simply didn't know which way to go back to the Eight Wastelands. On this battlefield, there were only two directions—one road led to the Eight Wastelands Realm, and the other led to the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms.
Lin Feng thought that following Yiren Lei back would be the right choice.
"In that case, young master, you'll have to protect Yiren well!" Yiren Lei's voice was captivating, her beautiful, delicate face showing a hint of shyness. That single voice seemed enough to make a man give everything for her.
As she spoke, Yiren Lei stepped in a certain direction. Lin Feng watched her graceful back, his deep eyes carrying a meaningful look. Did Yiren Lei really need his protection? This woman had comprehended four types of Essence divine abilities, unfathomably deep. Every move she made was full of allure, yet she felt like a figure shrouded in mist.
"Fairy Yiren!" Not long after they had walked, a group of figures appeared before Yiren Lei and Lin Feng. These people were all at the mid-rank Sovereign Martial Realm, their faces carrying a hint of pallor, as if they were somewhat sickly. And their eyes were especially evil, as if they had overindulged in carnal pleasures.
"People from the Human Desire Paradise!" Lin Feng immediately knew which force these people belonged to. Their temperament was very similar to Zong Renyu—evil eyes, pale faces, as if they were signs of excessive indulgence. Especially the way they looked at Yiren Lei now, with undisguised greed. If they could capture the Holy Maiden of the Six Desires Immortal Palace and cultivate the Human Desire Technique with her, what a wonderful experience that would be.
On this void space battlefield, they couldn't care less about Yiren Lei's identity.
Yiren Lei turned back and smiled at Lin Feng, as if she wanted to captivate all the world's splendor. Her watery eyes made Lin Feng's heart stir.
"Young master, three people. Yiren, two people. What do you think?" Yiren Lei said with a light smile. There were five experts from the Human Desire Paradise.
"I would be happy to serve the fairy," Lin Feng said. He had no good feelings toward the people of the Human Desire Paradise, perhaps because of the treacherous Zong Renyu from before.
"Everyone in the Eight Wastelands believes that although Fairy Yiren cultivates the Six Desires Heavenly Technique, she is still pure and chaste, still a virgin. Could it all be an illusion? Perhaps you have already fallen with this little Heavenly Martial Realm brat. But instead of choosing him, Fairy, why not let the five of us take you to the ultimate pleasure of the Six Desires?" One person's gaze swept over Yiren Lei's perfect figure, releasing the Human Desire Intent, extremely evil.
"Senior brother is right. The five of us will definitely let the fairy experience what true paradise is."
Filthy laughter came from their mouths. Yiren Lei's expression remained unchanged. She took a step forward and said, "Yiren would be rude not to accept!"
Her crisp voice seemed to penetrate into the souls of the five opponents, her beautiful eyes making them sink and fall.
"Be careful!" The leader suddenly became serious and shouted sharply. Yiren Lei's intoxicating movement of throwing herself into their arms seemed to strike deep into their hearts' desires.
The person on the far left had the weakest will. His eyes became slightly dazed, as if he had fallen into a trance. Then, blood flowed from his eyes. Everything happened in an instant, as if nothing had occurred.
"Get back!" A terrifying evil aura surged toward Yiren Lei, blocking between her and that person.
"Illusion power!" Lin Feng knew that in that brief moment, Yiren Lei had already made the opponent experience an illusory realm, using illusion power to injure him. This power was formless and invisible. In the illusion realm, it could not only injure but even kill. Very formidable.
At almost the same time, Lin Feng's body also moved, charging toward the person on the far right. The five opponents clearly valued Yiren Lei far more than him. Four of them all went after Yiren Lei, while only the one on the far right sneered when he saw Lin Feng coming and also charged to kill him.
"Look at me!" Lin Feng shouted. His voice seemed to carry a demonic force, making the opponent's eyes suddenly lift and look into Lin Feng's eyes. But the next moment, he only saw a pair of cold, pitch-black pupils. In those pupils, it seemed there was a terrifying Nine Nether Spring, wanting to make him completely sink into it. His heart pounded violently.
"Boom crack!" An explosive sound rolled out. Both sides were charging toward each other, so there was no room for even a moment of distraction. In that brief instant, Lin Feng's overbearing palm force had already struck the opponent's head, instantly killing one person.
Although these five people were all at the mid-rank Sovereign Martial Realm, the fact that they had entered this battlefield together showed they lacked confidence in their own strength. The five of them together could rely on each other. And in truth, they were far inferior to the blade-wielding youth Lin Feng had just fought.
Hearing the sound from Lin Feng's side, one figure suddenly turned around. Seeing Lin Feng kill one of his companions, his gaze instantly froze. How could this be? Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, instantly killing Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm?
But now, when this demonic young man released his demonic intent, his aura was comparable to Second Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. His demonic qi was extremely surging, carrying terrifying power.
"Boom!" Lin Feng carried terrifying demonic intent and took a step forward. The Nine Nether appeared again in his eyes, making the opponent sink into it, as if his body also wanted to become a demon like Lin Feng.
"What's going on?" The other few people turned to glance at Lin Feng. Such strong demonic momentum—pressing forward with indomitable will, overbearing and fierce, demonic intent drowning heaven and earth. It seemed they had underestimated him!
Yiren Lei smiled faintly. Someone who could fight Sikong Xiao couldn't be simple. Lin Feng seemed to have many secrets!
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