# Chapter 1385: Dialogue with Emperor Qi
"Bastard!" On Qi Tian Peak, killing intent permeated the air. At this moment, Lin Feng's voice rolled like thunder, arrogant and unrestrained. Though countless battles raged across this vast land, his words were heard clearly by all. Lin Feng was too insolent, leaving no face for the Qi Clan, no face for the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, slapping them publicly.
Since there were rules, there would be loopholes. The Qi Clan was exploiting them, the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress was exploiting them, and all other Martial Emperor factions were doing the same—just not as blatantly as the Qi Clan and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. But why were the Qi Clan and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress so obvious? Wasn't it because they were forced by this bastard? If they didn't do this, Lin Feng would kill every single arena master from the Qi Clan and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress one by one. The Qi Clan and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress couldn't afford to lose face like that.
Forcing them to this point was bad enough, but he still dared to shout so arrogantly—utterly lawless.
Kill, kill, kill!
At this moment, the eyes of the Qi Clan members were filled with overwhelming killing intent, spreading wildly.
"In the second round, I will definitely slay him!" Qi Qianxing's eyes blazed with boundless killing intent. If he didn't kill Lin Feng, his heart would find no peace.
At this moment, even Emperor Qi's piercing gaze seemed to penetrate the void, landing on Lin Feng. Lin Feng's eyes froze slightly. He looked up and saw those sharp, boundless pupils, as if trying to pierce through his eyes and spy on everything about him.
"Emperor Qi!" Demonic intent churned within Lin Feng's eyes, powerful and overbearing, utterly domineering. Even the gaze of a Martial Emperor could not make him yield. Kill—everyone from the Qi Clan deserved death. He would show no mercy. As long as there was an opportunity, he would kill without hesitation.
The Qi Clan—they had targeted the Heavenly Terrace, exiled him, once gone to kill his family, and wanted to kill Meng Qing. This towering enmity could not be resolved. Only one word could settle it: kill!
"You're right. I admit my consideration was lacking. Now, let's modify the rules. Anyone who loses a single battle will be eliminated and cannot continue participating in the Assembly of Emperors. This way, what just happened won't occur again. What do all the Emperors think?" Emperor Qi's gaze, piercing through the void, fell upon Lin Feng. Though angry, his voice seemed calm.
"Lin Feng actually forced Emperor Qi to modify the rules!" The crowd's hearts trembled. Lin Feng could be proud of himself—forcing a Martial Emperor to change the rules. This way, indeed, there would be no more gifting of battle records. However, the practice of Martial Emperor factions hiding among the crowd to plunder battle records still couldn't be completely stopped.
"I agree!"
"I also agree with Emperor Qi's rule modification!"
The first two Martial Emperors to speak were from the Sikong Family and the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress.
"Agreed!" The eerie young Martial Emperor from the Human Desire Paradise said loudly. Their sharp gazes were all fixed on Lin Feng, giving him intense pressure. They wanted to see—without gifting battle records—how many people Lin Feng could kill. Even if everyone he killed had no battle records, at most it would be a hundred people. Let him kill. If Lin Feng stepped onto their battle platforms, they would have the people on the platform voluntarily concede!
Since Emperor Qi had spoken and several Martial Emperors had nodded in agreement, the other Martial Emperors had no objections. Most agreed. Even if the remaining Martial Emperors disagreed, there was nothing they could do. The modified rules were considered passed.
"Now, are you satisfied?" Emperor Qi's gaze shot at Lin Feng, like two beams tearing through the void.
"It doesn't matter whether I'm satisfied or not. Rules have always been toys for you upper-class players. I'm just playing along with you," Lin Feng said coldly. Whether the rules were modified or not made no difference to him—just a few less people to kill.
"Doesn't he fear offending Emperor Qi?" The crowd thought to themselves as they watched the demonic figure standing in the void, unafraid of the Martial Emperor. Offend a Martial Emperor? If he ever stepped into the Imperial Realm, he would even kill Martial Emperors, let alone offend them.
"So you understand." A faint, sharp smile appeared at the corner of Emperor Qi's mouth. His meaning was clear: So Lin Feng knew the rules were toys for the upper-class players. Since he knew and still acted this way, he was courting death.
"Of course I understand." Lin Feng smiled, then took a step forward. In a moment, his figure appeared beside the Qi Clan's battle platform, hovering in the air with his hands behind his back.
"Threatening me?" Lin Feng sneered. If they threatened him, he would kill. Now that his battle record had returned to zero, even if he couldn't receive gifted records, he could still kill a hundred people. He wanted to see how many people the Qi Clan could offer up for him to kill.
Indeed, after seeing Lin Feng's simple action, the eyes of the Qi Clan members all stiffened.
Emperor Qi slowly closed his eyes, but a cold voice drifted into Qi Qianxing's eardrums: "Wear him down first, then kill him. Use the empire's power!"
"Yes!" Qi Qianxing nodded, his eyes bursting with cold light. His father was angered. They would kill Lin Feng. Lifting his foot, Qi Qianxing walked toward the Sun War Chariot behind him.
Lin Feng waited by the Qi Clan's battle platform. After a moment, a man descended from the sky. This man's cultivation was not weak—Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. His eyes were hollow, his face seemingly devoid of life, like a dead man, but his body exuded icy killing intent.
"Oh?" Lin Feng's brow twitched when he saw this man. What a strange person. But then, he stepped forward and walked onto the Qi Clan's battle platform, as if this platform belonged exclusively to him, Lin Feng.
The battle began. The man charged directly at Lin Feng, unafraid of death. However, in the face of absolute power, courage and fearlessness were but illusions. Soon, the man's body exploded, turning to nothing, killed.
After he died, a second man descended from the sky, then a third, a fourth... Soon, a cross was carved on Lin Feng's body, meaning he had killed ten people.
But Lin Feng's brow furrowed more and more tightly. These people didn't seem to be from the Qi Clan at all. They seemed to have no flesh and blood, no life—like a suicide squad, only charging at Lin Feng. Even before death, there was no fear in their eyes.
"Death warriors!" After killing the eleventh man, Lin Feng withdrew from the Qi Clan's battle platform. He had already achieved his goal of slapping their face. He believed that in this first round of the Assembly of Emperors, the Qi Clan had already lost enough face. There was no need to waste his battle opportunities on killing these death warriors.
The Qi Clan members showed a hint of surprise when they saw Lin Feng leave. They had specially prepared a big gift for Lin Feng, but unfortunately, he had taken the initiative to leave.
After leaving the Qi Clan's battle platform, Lin Feng casually killed a Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert who had just stepped onto a platform, then stood in the void, observing everything happening on the thirty battle platforms.
"The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress and the Qi Clan are already prepared. Let me first temper my own strength and see if there's a suitable opportunity to kill a few of their elites," Lin Feng muttered to himself. He planned to make his strength a bit stronger before the end of the first round of the Assembly of Emperors, preparing for the second round. In this first round, many powerful experts had already emerged. The second round would consist entirely of people with hundred-battle records, so it wouldn't be as simple as this round.
Thinking this, Lin Feng stepped forward and arrived at the battle platform specifically for Sovereign Lord level experts. The area around these three platforms had noticeably fewer people. Sovereign Lord level figures could only fight on these three platforms to hunt for battle records. Of course, non-Sovereign Lords could also come if they wished, but who would be willing to take risks plundering battle records from Sovereign Lords?
This was where the strong clashed—all Sovereign Lord level battles.
Lin Feng stood far from the platforms, not too close. Others did the same, keeping their distance. The battles on each platform had a wide area of effect.
"Sovereign Lords within two hundred years old are mostly at the Seventh Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. Eighth Layer is slightly rarer. Those at the Ninth Layer are very few. Their auras are surging—they might be from Martial Emperor factions," Lin Feng thought to himself. Those from Martial Emperor factions, due to practicing powerful techniques and methods, had stronger blood energy. However, watching the battles on the platforms, he found that those Sovereign Lords not from Martial Emperor factions were also extremely strong, not falling behind in battle.
"Those not from Martial Emperor factions, without relying on powerful background resources to grow step by step to the Sovereign Lord realm, face greater difficulty than those from Martial Emperor factions. Without strong talent and tenacious will, it's almost impossible. So, none of them are simple!"
His figure flickering, Lin Feng arrived at a mountain peak quite close to these three battle platforms. He sat cross-legged in a corner, released his martial soul, his pupils pitch black, observing every move on the three platforms, every earth-shattering battle.
Time flowed. The canyon at the foot of Qi Tian Peak was still lively, but the number of people seemed to have decreased somewhat. Over these five days, no one knew how many had died. But the battles on the platforms continued. A hundred wins were needed to advance. And each Martial Emperor faction seemed to have mobilized their entire strength this time, with all their experts participating in the Assembly of Emperors' battles. Even with thirty platforms operating simultaneously, the fervor of battle showed no sign of diminishing over three days. Only the Heavenly Terrace seemed to have gradually fewer people.
"The Heavenly Terrace doesn't have many participants, but each one is an elite expert. Even Qiu Yuexin, Emperor Yu didn't let her participate. I wonder if she will later. Emperor Yu wants every fighter to obtain a hundred-win record and advance to the next round!"
The crowd thought to themselves. Over these three days, the Heavenly Terrace had produced over thirty arena masters, each successfully plundering a hundred-win record. Although a few had fierce battles due to the involvement of hunters, they ultimately won. The Heavenly Terrace had few people, seemingly in the weakest position, but they had created the most brilliant record—all hundred wins. However, looking at the people beside Emperor Yu who could still participate, there weren't many left. The Heavenly Terrace still followed its elite path.
Few in number, but each one was a prodigy. First there was Mu Chen, Hou Qinglin, Tian Chi; then Ruoxie, Mo Qingtian, Lin Feng, Meng Qing—they gradually became known. Unfortunately, Lin Feng had been exiled by the Qi Clan and was dead!