# Chapter 1408: Certain Kill
"The remaining eleven from Heavenly Terrace are all personal disciples!" Mu Feng was Lin Feng, so the remaining people of Heavenly Terrace were all personal disciples of the Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor. One sect with twelve disciples, all prodigies.
Looking at Lin Feng, and then at the crowd around Yu Emperor, everyone felt their hearts tremble. Heavenly Terrace—this was the Heavenly Terrace of today. What would Heavenly Terrace become in the future?
On the main peak where Heavenly Terrace was located, a trace of a smile appeared on Meng Qing and Qiu Yuexin's faces as they watched the figure above the battle platform.
"Haha, so it's Junior Brother Lin Feng. Did Master and Senior Brother already know?" Xing Zhan laughed heartily. Mu Chen chuckled softly and said, "Of course!"
"Heh heh, now that we eleven personal disciples of Heavenly Terrace are here, let's see who can force us off the battle platform!"
"I said it before—we haven't truly met Junior Brother Lin Feng yet, so how could we die? We still have to carve out a territory in the Eight Wastelands!" Li Hen laughed heartily. Many of them had only heard of the monstrous junior brother Lin Feng; this was their first time seeing him, and this probably wasn't even Lin Feng's true appearance.
"Junior Brother Lin Feng, at least let us see what you really look like!"
Lin Feng smiled. He reached up and wiped his face, and instantly that clean, handsome visage appeared before the crowd. At this moment, no one doubted anymore. Lin Feng, Mu Feng—really the rumored monstrous prodigy Lin Feng who had supposedly died.
"Such a powerful disguise technique—even Martial Emperors couldn't see through it. What kind of mask is that?" Everyone's hearts trembled. If it were an ordinary mask, a Martial Emperor would definitely be able to see through it, but the mask on Mu Feng's face had gone undetected by anyone.
Lin Feng looked toward Heavenly Terrace and smiled. "I wasn't able to meet with all you senior brothers before. Please forgive me, senior brothers."
"Haha, no blame. We understand. The Qi Family and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress—two great powers—besieged Junior Brother, suffering countless casualties. Now that Junior Brother is safe and sound, this truly brings us joy and satisfaction!"
"Yes, why do I feel so good about this!"
The senior brothers spoke one after another, all laughing heartily. But the faces of the Qi Family and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress crowds had turned extremely ugly. Heavenly Terrace was overjoyed, but it was undoubtedly a harsh slap to the faces of the Qi Family and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. Two Martial Emperors—Qi Emperor and Heavenly Dragon Emperor—had acted, along with the Invincible Sovereign Lord Qi Qianxing, and numerous experts from the Qi Family and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. Rumor had it that countless experts from Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress had died in that battle, and the Qi Family had also suffered heavy losses. Yet Lin Feng was now standing intact on this battle platform, and even better than before, with even more terrifying strength.
Moreover, Lin Feng had personally orchestrated the deaths of many Qi Family and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress experts, as well as the Qi Family's current miserable situation.
"Lin Feng, what a fellow!" The Heavenly Demon Emperor revealed a faint smile. Instead of being disappointed that Mu Feng was Lin Feng, he found it even more interesting. Such a monstrous prodigy was more fun to deal with. It would be hard for him not to become an emperor someday, and the demonic ancient scripture he cultivated—he himself would obtain it.
"Haha, brother, I said you wouldn't die so easily!" Yuan Fei remained boisterous, grinning broadly as if exceptionally pleased.
Meanwhile, the beautiful eyes of the many beauties from Sky Dome Immortal Palace sparkled with varied colors. This Mu Feng was actually Lin Feng. The peerless beauty Martial Emperor glanced at Yiren Lei beside her, a faint smile in her beautiful eyes.
"Banished into the void crack—how could you not die!" Qi Qianxing's reaction was completely different from many others. His eyes were bloodshot, his expression icy cold. After all that effort, they hadn't managed to kill a single Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator. Now Lin Feng was standing on the battle platform dealing with his Qi Family disciples—his own younger brother. This filled Qi Qianxing with boundless rage.
"Are you disappointed?" Lin Feng looked at Qi Qianxing and sneered coldly. "How could I die before the Qi Family is destroyed!"
"Mu Chen saved you?" Qi Qianxing's expression was icy as he gazed toward Mu Chen of Heavenly Terrace. Lin Feng had been personally banished by him. At the time of banishment, Mu Chen's divine sense had wrapped around Lin Feng, but how could he have saved the banished Lin Feng? Qi Qianxing couldn't understand. In that situation, Lin Feng should have been doomed.
"That's none of your business. You only need to know that I, Lin Feng, am still alive. And I believe you won't forget—until you die!" The smile in Lin Feng's eyes gradually turned cold, transforming into pitch black. Boundless sword intent swirled around him, as if wanting to sever the void and shatter heaven and earth.
"Qian Zhe, get down!" Qi Qianxing shouted at Qi Qianzhe. At this moment, Qi Qianzhe's arm was still dripping blood. His surging bloodline couldn't heal the injury. The wound cut by the sword carried death energy, and even bloodline power couldn't restore it.
Of course he knew he should leave. But while Lin Feng was talking with them, the icy killing intent had never left him for a moment, constantly enveloping and permeating his body. Qi Qianzhe was very clear that if he moved even slightly, Lin Feng would immediately release everything and attack him. So he was waiting—waiting for the right opportunity. But Qi Qianxing's words at this moment were undoubtedly reminding Lin Feng, which made Qi Qianzhe extremely frustrated. His expression was ugly. With Lin Feng's current sword technique power, if Lin Feng caught an opportunity, it could cost him his life. He had to be cautious.
At this moment, Qi Qianzhe no longer cared whether Lin Feng was Mu Feng. What he wanted now was to preserve his life. The raging sword storm had already injured him, cutting off one arm and severely damaging his vitality. He couldn't continue fighting. Now, he needed to keep his life and seek revenge another day.
"Qi Qianzhe!" Lin Feng roared, causing Qi Qianzhe's gaze to freeze. His eyes turned to Lin Feng, and instantly he saw Lin Feng's pupils gradually grow cold and pitch black.
"Qi Qianzhe, you've already lost one arm. If you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, I'll spare your life and let you roll off the battle platform!" Lin Feng roared, his voice rolling and echoing through the void, as if lingering with repeated reverberations. Those voices directly poured into Qi Qianzhe's mind—it was the power of the demon curse. At this moment, Qi Qianzhe's will was at its weakest, and the demon curse intent took advantage of the weakness. Qi Qianzhe's mind constantly echoed with Lin Feng's voice and those demonic pupils.
"Kneel!" Lin Feng shouted explosively, the sound shattering in the void. The terrifying voice shook Qi Qianzhe's knees, making them slightly bend, as if he really wanted to kneel before Lin Feng.
"Qi Qianzhe is waiting for an opportunity, and Lin Feng is also waiting for an opportunity. Qi Qianzhe wants to give Lin Feng no chance to kill him, but Lin Feng doesn't intend to give him a chance to leave the battle platform!" Everyone's hearts trembled. The two on the battle platform were locked in a game—no longer about victory or defeat, but about Qi Qianzhe's life. Lin Feng wanted to cut down Qi Qianzhe.
"No!" Qi Qianzhe roared. Surging void power rolled around him. The spatial diagram enveloping him released brilliant spatial light. His eyes held an extremely tenacious will—he couldn't be dominated by Lin Feng's demon curse, or he would have no chance to escape and would certainly die.
Almost at the moment of his roar, Lin Feng's body also moved. He stepped through the void, merging into the Carefree Step Art, and also wrapped in Wind Essence and Void Essence, reaching an unimaginable speed. At the same time, a rustling sound seemed to emanate from Lin Feng's eyes. The Nine Nether intent poured into Qi Qianzhe's pupils.
"Whoosh!" Qi Qianzhe stepped with Void Step, instantly reaching the edge of the battle platform—fast, like lightning.
"Rustle!" The spatial diagram wrapped around Qi Qianzhe's body. Lin Feng held his sword with both hands, stepping with his footwork to chase Qi Qianzhe, following closely behind him, but the sword never fell. He hadn't expected Qi Qianzhe's will to be so strong. Through will and demon curse, he couldn't shake him—he could only kill by force.
"So fast. Can he kill him?" The crowd's gaze focused. The figures of the two seemed to become invisible.
"Die!" Lin Feng roared. The power of the Death Curse invaded Qi Qianzhe, causing him to waver for that extremely brief instant. Almost simultaneously, the sword in Lin Feng's left hand swung out.
"Instant Desolation, slash!" The sword light broke through the air. In this sword strike, only speed mattered—speed to the extreme, speed that pierced through the void.
"Whoosh!" Qi Qianzhe's body suddenly disappeared. Wrapped by his martial soul, his void power was too strong. In just an instant, he made a slight deviation, moving his position by several meters. But the moment he moved, Lin Feng's right hand also moved. This sword strike wasn't so dazzling—it could even be called a silent sword, a black Sword of Death.
"Stop!" Qi Qianzhe roared wildly. He landed. In that instant of the sword, his body landed. Before landing, he had already roared. But the moment he landed, an extremely terrifying death energy descended, making his heart pound violently, as if his heart was about to jump out.
"Qian Zhe!" Qi Emperor's body moved. The moment Qi Qianzhe was about to touch the ground, he moved, reaching toward where Qi Qianzhe was, wanting to block Lin Feng's sword strike.
"Boom!" The void shook, as if two forces collided in the void. Yu Emperor also stepped out from where Heavenly Terrace was.
"Ah..." A miserable cry echoed through the void.
"No!" Qi Emperor's eyes were icy cold. He had already arrived. He could have prevented his youngest son Qi Qianzhe from being cut down. But one person stopped him—Yu Emperor!
Looking at the slain Qi Qianzhe, Yu Emperor's eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent boundless.
"Qi Emperor, don't forget your position. When I acted not long ago, you said I violated the rules. Lin Feng's sword strike was released before Qi Qianzhe landed, so it didn't violate the rules!" Yu Emperor said calmly, his voice flat. But Qi Emperor stared at him coldly.
"Not long ago, it seems you acted to save her!"
"Yes, I did act to save her. But at that time, Qi Emperor, you seemed to think I was wrong. Now that it's your turn, you've changed your position. Of course, if you had saved Qi Qianzhe, I wouldn't have said anything. Unfortunately, you couldn't save him!"
Yu Emperor's voice remained indifferent, leaving Qi Emperor with no words to refute. I didn't say there was anything wrong with you saving someone. The problem is, you didn't pull your son back from the brink of death. You can only accept the loss!
Qi Emperor's gaze was icy as he looked at Lin Feng. The aura of killing pressed down on Lin Feng.
"If Qi Emperor openly violates the covenant of the emperors because the Qi Family was eliminated, all emperors will jointly execute him!" Yu Emperor's killing intent was sharp. Instantly, waves of terrifying killing aura spread, making Qi Emperor feel a slight chill all over. The covenant of the emperors—since it was established by the emperors, how could it be openly violated!
"Very well!" Qi Emperor seemed to force out two words, spitting them coldly at Lin Feng.
"I must thank Qi Emperor for your cultivation. Only then did Lin Feng achieve what he has today!" Lin Feng smiled indifferently, a hint of mockery in his eyes, making Qi Emperor's face flush slightly red—from anger!
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