# Chapter 1411: Group Battle
Quiet time always seemed to pass a little faster. As the sun hung in the eastern sky, the time of one hour was about to arrive.
At this moment, Lin Feng released his hands from Meng Qing and Qiu Yuexin, slowly turning his body to look behind him at a figure. There seemed to be a gaze that looked away the moment Lin Feng turned around — it was the purple-eyed youth. Lin Feng stood up, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes as he slowly walked toward the purple-eyed youth.
"What are you doing!" The purple-eyed youth's expression turned cold, a trace of purple aura emanating from his pupils as he spoke icily.
"I challenge you. This has nothing to do with Heavenly Terrace — it's between you and me!" Lin Feng's steps slowly advanced, a fierce chill radiating from his body. This person had coveted Meng Qing and Qiu Yuexin before his return, which was one thing. But now that he had returned, this purple-eyed youth still harbored improper intentions, making Lin Feng deeply displeased.
"I refuse!" The purple-eyed youth's face turned ugly. Fighting Lin Feng — wasn't that seeking death?
"Refuse? You'll fight whether you want to or not." Lin Feng's pupils were cold. If he didn't dare to fight, why did he dare to covet his women? Fight he would, whether he wanted to or not.
"You and I are both Heavenly Terrace disciples. I won't kill you — I'll only cripple your cultivation!" Lin Feng stepped forward, a massive demonic palm crushing toward the purple-eyed youth. The aura surged, and the space around them rumbled like thunder, as if about to explode.
"Get lost!" The purple-eyed youth roared in anger. Suddenly, terrifying purple mist surged from his purple eyes, causing Lin Feng to frown. His mind seemed unstable, as if he wanted to close his eyes.
"Kill!" A strong sense of crisis descended, causing a cold light to shoot from Lin Feng's pupils as he stared fixedly at the purple-eyed youth, who was attacking with his hand serving as a sword.
"Stop!" Lin Feng roared. The will of the demon pierced through the purple-eyed youth's pupils, causing his body to tremble violently. His steps seemed to freeze. Then, a large hand firmly gripped him. Lin Feng's expression was icy as he asked, "You're also a member of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance. What exactly is the Emperor-Slaying Alliance? Who is its leader?"
"Emperor-Slaying Alliance!" The people of Heavenly Terrace were all startled, staring at the purple-eyed youth. He was also a member of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance?
"Haha, Lin Feng, you are doomed to die!" The purple-eyed youth roared. Suddenly, endless killing aura erupted from his body. Lin Feng's eyes trembled, and he quickly retreated. Then, the purple-eyed youth's body was pierced by ten thousand swords. Sword qi ravaged his body, and he collapsed limply — dead. He had killed himself.
"So ruthless!" Lin Feng's expression stiffened. The Emperor-Slaying Alliance seemed unfathomably deep. He had encountered them long ago, being assassinated, though back then the assassins might not have been major figures. As he grew stronger, he encountered more Emperor-Slaying Alliance assassins — Bai Qiuluo, the prodigy of the Falling Heaven Pavilion, Qi Qianxing, and a Qi family expert from the first round. Now, another had appeared, infiltrating Heavenly Terrace as this purple-eyed youth.
"Senior Brother!" Lin Feng saw Mu Chen approaching and frowned, wondering how much Mu Chen knew about the Emperor-Slaying Alliance.
"Lin Feng, did you encounter them before?" Mu Chen asked Lin Feng.
"The Qi family — there was an assassin in the first round who tried to kill me. Then, Qi Qianxing — that sword strike of his also made me sense the same aura as the Emperor-Slaying Alliance!" Lin Feng replied, causing Mu Chen's brow to furrow slightly. He then said quietly, "Let's not think about that for now. Prepare for Emperor Qi's battle rules next!"
"Alright." Lin Feng nodded slightly. As for the Emperor-Slaying Alliance, he would deal with it as it came — soldiers to block, water to dam.
"I've carefully considered the rules for this final round of the Assembly of Emperors. Two hundred people remain, and the Assembly of Emperors requires only one hundred to remain. One-on-one battles would be too conventional, so let's have a group battle instead. Everyone steps onto the Heavenly Battle Platform. Death, falling to the ground, or leaving the platform by ten li means elimination. When only one hundred remain, I will personally call for a stop. Once my voice falls, everyone must cease fighting. What do the emperors think?" Emperor Qi's voice came from Qi Tian Peak. The hearts of Heavenly Terrace's people were like clear mirrors — just as they had guessed, Emperor Qi had abolished the division between Sovereign Lords and non-Sovereign Lords.
"Final round, and only one hundred are to remain?" Lin Feng's expression froze. The Assembly of Emperors was an agreement among the many Martial Emperors of the Eight Wastelands, gathering all talented individuals. Lin Feng had long suspected that the Assembly of Emperors might involve some hidden matters, not just simple competition. Otherwise, having someone at the Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm compete against someone at the Fourth or Fifth Layer was inherently unfair and meaningless.
But this brutal, bloody elimination, leaving only the last hundred — what was the purpose of the Assembly of Emperors?
"Perhaps when this round ends, I'll have the chance to find out!" Lin Feng thought to himself.
At this moment, Emperor Sikong and the Heavenly Dragon Emperor were already echoing Emperor Qi, being the first to agree to the rules of this fourth round. How could they have objections? Especially the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, who had been waiting for an opportunity to kill the people of Heavenly Terrace, especially Lin Feng. Now, that opportunity was finally coming.
Of the seven remaining members of his Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, four were Sovereign Lords, and three were mid-rank Sovereign Martial Realm experts. Moreover, the four Sovereign Lords were all extremely powerful, including the first three of the Nine Dragon Princes and a Ninth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm expert — all formidable. Once the group battle began, if they all pressured Lin Feng, how could he not die?
"I disagree. Group battle would allow some to take advantage of others' peril, eliminating talented younger disciples!" The Heavenly Demon Emperor looked at Emperor Qi and spoke coldly. This was the first dissenting voice since the Assembly of Emperors began. The Heavenly Demon Emperor knew that Emperor Qi and the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress were targeting Heavenly Terrace. All eleven personal disciples of Heavenly Terrace were prodigies, but now only Hou Qinglin was a Sovereign Lord. If they faced a group of Sovereign Lords simultaneously, the outcome would be unpredictable. Moreover, who knew if other forces harbored ill intentions, not wanting Heavenly Terrace to rise? From the perspective of human nature, such people definitely existed.
And he, the Heavenly Demon Emperor, did not want Lin Feng to die now — not because of Lin Feng's talent, but because of what Lin Feng had promised him. It was all about profit.
"If you don't dare to fight, then get off the battle platform!" A cold voice rang out, surprising many. The speaker was actually the Roc Emperor of the Demon Emperor Hall. In the previous round, the Demon Emperor Hall had been attacked by three major forces, yet eight powerful demon beasts remained, each strong. Even if they weren't pure-blooded Golden-Winged Great Roc, they still contained the bloodline of the Golden-Winged Great Roc, possessing terrifying natural talent. The Roc Emperor seemed very confident in them.
"I also agree!" The Carefree Divine Sect's Martial Emperor said calmly. His sect had always kept a low profile and still had many members remaining.
In the end, of the twenty-two Martial Emperors, thirteen agreed, including Emperor Qi — making fourteen.
"Heh, since thirteen Martial Emperors agree with my rules, that means they can be implemented. The rules for this battle are set. Everyone, step onto the battle platform together. One hundred will be eliminated. I will constantly monitor the count. Once it reaches one hundred, I will immediately call for a stop, and no one may attack further!"
Emperor Qi said coldly. Although fourteen Martial Emperors agreed, eight still disagreed. Emperor Qi should have redrawn the rules, but he clearly had no such intention and insisted on proceeding.
"Alright, I invite everyone to step onto the Heavenly Battle Platform. The moment I call for the start, this round of battle begins!" Emperor Qi said calmly, a sharp edge in his eyes. Kill — the more brutal, the better. After all, it had nothing to do with his Qi family now.
"Roar, Heavenly Terrace!" From the direction of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, a thunderous roar rolled out. The Second Dragon Prince stepped forward, demonic qi surging into the sky. His body was covered in dragon armor, and his battle intent seemed ready to burn. He had held this anger in for too long.
"Lin Feng, accept your death!" The Third Dragon Prince also roared wildly. With a thunderous crash, his body landed on the Heavenly Battle Platform. His gaze fixed on the direction of Heavenly Terrace, as if sweeping away the previous decline. Killing intent was no longer concealed. Kill, kill — in this round, slay Lin Feng, annihilate Heavenly Terrace.
"It seems the rules of this round are indeed very unfavorable to Heavenly Terrace. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress wants to avenge their blood debt. Lin Feng just killed three Dragon Princes!" Many hearts trembled. The experts of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress all wanted Lin Feng's life.
"Lin Feng, once the battle begins, they will definitely try to kill you first. Be careful!" Mu Chen said quietly to Lin Feng. This battle was dangerous. The remaining four Sovereign Lords of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress were all terrifying. Hou Qinglin had eliminated several other powerful Sovereign Lords of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress in previous battles, but four remained — this was the thousand-year foundation of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress.
"I understand!" Lin Feng nodded. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress clearly wanted to kill him, with no pretense whatsoever.
"Work together. Don't give them an opportunity!" Tian Chi's eyes were like torches as he spoke coldly.
"After the battle starts, follow me!" Hou Qinglin's long robe fluttered. He stepped forward and headed toward the Heavenly Battle Platform. The eleven personal disciples of Heavenly Terrace all stepped onto the platform, robes billowing, pride soaring to the clouds. In their eyes, there was no trace of fear.
From the various peaks, people continuously came to the battle platform. Soon, the full force of two hundred people had all descended upon the Heavenly Battle Platform. For a moment, vast auras swept through the void, producing terrifying howling sounds.
"Boom!" On Lin Feng's body, the phantom of a demon god appeared. Overbearing demonic clouds surged into the sky, spiraling upward. Demonic mist coiled above, wild and violent. Lin Feng's pupils turned pitch black, radiating terrible demonic will. At the same time, on his left hand, a wild Demonic Slaughter Fist gathered, fist intent surging, while his right hand condensed sword qi, sword light seeming to pierce the heavens — extremely terrifying.
He knew that once the battle began, it would be a storm of blood. Stepping onto the platform, he had to prepare for battle immediately, without any negligence.
"Fight!" Emperor Qi shouted. Boundless killing intent seemed to emanate from him. Even the people on the Heavenly Battle Platform could clearly feel it. At this moment, on the Heavenly Battle Platform, endless killing intent seemed to converge into a terrible storm, sweeping toward the heavens!
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