# Chapter 1415: Interception and Threat
"Do you really think you're a divine bird!" Lin Feng stepped forward, his icy demonic pupils releasing demonic will, the Nine Nether Demon Melody piercing through the Peng Demon's eyes, causing his arrogant gaze to stiffen slightly. Lin Feng had actually cultivated the techniques of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, and that ancient scripture he had taken from that bastard that day—what scripture was it?
"Screech!" The Peng Demon let out a sharp cry, demonic aura surging into the sky. His wings swept out, tearing through space, transforming into dazzling golden blades that slashed toward Lin Feng's body.
Fast—the speed of the divine Golden-Winged Great Roc was too terrifying. Even though the Peng Demon's cultivation was only at the Fourth Layer of the Sovereign Martial Realm, his speed was something even Seventh Layer or even Eighth Layer Sovereign Lords couldn't match. He was born with an incredibly powerful innate speed essence. He was just like Meng Qing—the Snow Clan's kings could flicker freely through snow, ethereal and elusive, while the Golden-Winged Great Roc was the king of roc birds, possessing innate talent.
His Gold Essence was also at the seventh layer, and the Golden-Winged Great Roc's natural metal attribute made his entire body as if cast from gold, with terrifying defensive power. Those golden wings were the sharpest part of his body, sharper than swords, tearing through the void with a rustling sound.
"Slash!" The undying Sword of Death slashed out furiously. A clanging sound of metal striking metal rang out, extremely piercing. The terrifying killing sword left a gash on the roc's wings, golden blood seeming to flow out, but it still slashed toward Lin Feng's head. If it cut through, his head would be directly severed.
"Whoosh!" Lin Feng stepped back with his footwork. The terrifying golden wings swept past in front of him, leaving a golden trail in the void—extremely dangerous.
"The Golden-Winged Great Roc is getting stronger and stronger!"
Lin Feng thought to himself, but the demonic intent on his body surged to the heavens, wild and unrestrained. The mad demon roared furiously, and Lin Feng, carrying the momentum of heaven and earth, stomped forward heavily, charging directly at the attacking Golden-Winged Great Roc.
"Even a divine bird, I'll kill it!" Lin Feng roared, shaking the Peng Demon's eyes with ripples. Then Lin Feng slashed out with both swords simultaneously.
The Peng Demon's wings closed together, seeming to transform into a dazzling golden sword, colliding with Lin Feng's Sword of Death. Both exuded a terrifying, indestructible sharpness.
"The Golden-Winged Great Roc's defense is too terrifying. To deal with him, I can't rely on death and sharpness—I need heavy power, an overwhelmingly strong sense of force, to shatter his internal organs!" Lin Feng thought to himself. Watching the Golden-Winged Great Roc break through his sword and charge in, the mad demon phantom on Lin Feng's back roared without cease. He took a step forward, momentum stacking, and his Demonic Slaughter Fist crazily blasted out. The entire sky was pierced by demonic fists, continuously smashing toward the Golden-Winged Great Roc, drowning him.
His figure like the wind, Lin Feng stepped forward, actually arriving above the Peng Demon. Demonic Slaughter Fists blasted out from his back, explosive power slamming into the Golden-Winged Great Roc, causing him to let out furious roars as he plummeted downward. His arrogant eyes gleamed with bloodthirst.
Can't kill him. The Golden-Winged Great Roc was said to be number one in speed and number one in defense. This defensive power was too terrifying. With such strong attack power, even an Eighth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator would be killed, but it couldn't kill the Golden-Winged Great Roc. This was absolute talent—no wonder he dared to be so arrogant.
"Die!" Sensing the killing intent from behind, Lin Feng suddenly turned around. Both hands slashed out simultaneously. Two sword beams pierced through heaven and earth. The man's face instantly turned deathly pale, and then he was split apart by the swords. At the same time, many people were still slaughtering madly. Hou Qinglin was the most frenzied, guiding reincarnation power to continuously attack the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress's experts, slaughtering others on the battle platform. The Reincarnation Abyss kept swallowing people, killing them.
"Cease battle!" An icy voice came from Qi Tian Peak, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. One hundred people—had they already reached that number?
The Golden-Winged Great Roc's body, which had been charging into the air, suddenly froze there. His cold eyes stared fixedly at Lin Feng, while the demonic intent on Lin Feng's body gradually faded. So fast—from the start of the battle until now, not much time had passed, and already one hundred people had died.
There was actually a hint of unwillingness in Qi Huang's voice. This round was originally meant to target the Heavenly Terrace, but the unity and strength of the Heavenly Terrace's eleven members shocked him. They wouldn't fight one-on-one at all, resulting in not a single one being killed so far. Lin Feng was still alive and well. Instead, many had been killed by the Heavenly Terrace's people. At least thirty or more had died at the hands of Heavenly Terrace disciples, and Hou Qinglin alone had killed about twenty.
"I'll kill you next time!" the Golden-Winged Great Roc said coldly, his arrogant demonic aura still strong.
"Kill!" Lin Feng roared angrily, startling the Golden-Winged Great Roc into retreating downward. Then he saw Lin Feng's eyes reveal a cold, mocking expression.
"I wouldn't mind roasting a roc bird!" Lin Feng snorted coldly, then directly turned and left, not bothering with this bird-man. This guy was arrogant and untamed, full of wildness, but he didn't have the deep hatred with Lin Feng that the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress and Qi Family did—though there was some enmity.
Lin Feng returned to his fellow senior and junior brothers. He looked up at Qi Tian Peak, where Qi Huang's face was cold and not at all friendly. He said indifferently, "All emperors, recognize the group that has advanced."
On each main peak, the Martial Emperors swept their eyes over all those who had advanced, silently memorizing them. On the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress's side, Heavenly Dragon Emperor's face was stiff and ugly. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress had only four people left—the four crown princes: the Sovereign Lord-level Heavenly Dragon First Crown Prince and Second Crown Prince, and the Sixth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm Fourth Crown Prince and Sixth Crown Prince.
Lin Feng was still alive and well, having smoothly obtained a spot. Moreover, the Heavenly Terrace had obtained a total of eleven spots—a terrifying number.
"Alright, disperse!" Qi Huang said indifferently, then turned and stepped onto the Crimson Sun Golden Crow, leading the Qi Family's war chariots rolling away. He didn't stay for even a second, leaving directly. All of the Qi Family's people had been eliminated. He had no face to stay—the Qi Family had suffered the most in this battle.
"Disperse?" Lin Feng's expression stiffened. It felt very abrupt. Just like that, they dispersed? What was the purpose of the Emperors' Covenant, then?
Not only Lin Feng, but many people present also wanted to know. What was the ultimate goal of the Emperors' Covenant? But it seemed they wouldn't find out. Only those one hundred who had advanced might know. This should be a secret matter of the Eight Wastelands Realm.
"We're going back!" Hou Qinglin said, and then the Heavenly Terrace members all headed toward the peak where Yu Huang was.
Lin Feng turned back, sweeping his gaze over acquaintances like Jun Moxi and Yiren Lei, nodding slightly, then drifted away. His heart was full of confusion and doubt, but Lin Feng believed Yu Huang would tell him everything.
"Lin Feng, you will definitely die once more!" Heavenly Dragon Emperor's rolling voice came, and then the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress's experts stepped onto their dragon-pulled chariots, also preparing to leave.
"A Martial Emperor threatening a junior—truly worthy of being a waste Martial Emperor!" Yu Huang said calmly, causing a murderous aura to flash in Heavenly Dragon Emperor's eyes. His gaze was like a sharp blade, stabbing toward the Heavenly Terrace's direction. Those icy eyes seemed capable of killing.
"Let's go. We're returning to the Heavenly Terrace!" Yu Huang said to all the Heavenly Terrace members. Then he reached out and drew a line in the air. A cloud layer appeared in the void, and Yu Huang's figure directly descended onto the cloud, sitting cross-legged. The Heavenly Terrace members stepped up one by one.
Meng Qing and Qiu Yuexin were both beside Lin Feng. Besides the eleven who had advanced, there were other Heavenly Terrace experts present. Yu Huang couldn't say anything. Perhaps the ultimate purpose of the Emperors' Covenant was indeed a very secret matter. Yu Huang didn't speak, clearly indicating that not everyone could know.
The cloud moved forward through the sky. Its speed seemed neither fast nor slow, but Lin Feng could clearly see the scenery below disappear in an instant. In the blink of an eye, they would appear in another place—showing how fast it was.
However, halfway through the journey, the cloud layer ahead suddenly began to churn violently. There was a terrifying, oppressive feeling like dark clouds pressing down on a city. Yu Huang's eyes suddenly opened, his sharp pupils piercing through the void. This massive cloud also stopped moving forward.
"Qi Huang, we haven't even returned to the Heavenly Terrace yet. If you can't hold back, I don't mind having the emperors arbitrate!" Yu Huang's voice was icy, piercing through the void. The churning cloud layer continued to stir restlessly, with no figure visible, only a suffocating oppressive force pressing down on the crowd—very terrifying.
"Qi Huang again!" A cold light flashed in everyone's eyes. This Qi Huang seemed unable to accept defeat. Their people had been eliminated, and now he wanted to use forceful means against the Heavenly Terrace?
"Heh heh, I'm just here to inform you. Of the Heavenly Terrace's eleven outstanding disciples, I wonder how many will be able to survive!" A voice full of provocation rolled forth, clearly landing in everyone's ears. Then the cloud layer churned wildly, seeming to coalesce into a human figure, charging up into the sky and rolling away. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared. From start to finish, no figure was seen, but the voice was indeed Qi Huang's.
"A threat!" The Heavenly Terrace disciples all shot out icy light from their eyes. The Qi Family had been eliminated and killed, and now Qi Huang had personally come to intercept and threaten them.
"In the future, when you encounter the Qi Family's people, don't be polite—kill them if you can!" Yu Huang said calmly. Then the group continued forward, but that stretch of void still echoed with the sound of slaughter!
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