# Chapter 1421: Withered Vines, Old Trees, Evening Crows
Yu Emperor frowned, his expression cold as he said, "Eastern Emperor is at least an old generation Martial Emperor, yet he still bullies the younger generation?"
"Since you know I am a senior, how dare you speak to me like this!" Eastern Emperor glanced coldly at Yu Emperor, seemingly not taking him seriously at all. He said to the young man beside him, "Remember, I don't want to see these people come out alive!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Those young men bowed to Eastern Emperor, except for one who stood there calmly. Even when he saw Qi Emperor, he did not kneel on one knee, only looking calmly at Qi Emperor with extraordinary bearing. His gaze swept coldly over the Heavenly Terrace crowd, then lingered for a moment on Hou Qinglin. Only Hou Qinglin could spark some interest in him.
"The lineup Eastern Emperor brought is very strong, a full fifteen people, and all elites." The people from Heavenly Terrace frowned. The twenty-two Martial Emperor forces from the Eight Wastelands shared a hundred slots. After the final battle, aside from Heavenly Terrace, all other forces had only single-digit numbers left. One Martial Emperor brought a few people. The Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms also had a hundred slots, but because they were distributed among more people, each force had relatively more people. Eastern Emperor, Qi Emperor's father, brought the most people. No wonder Qi Emperor's words were still so arrogant just now.
"The Wen Family, the Sikong Family, and the Thunder Sound Temple all seem to have connections with the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms." Lin Feng glanced at the others. On the Wen Family and Sikong Family's side, it seemed two forces had merged into one. Three great Martial Emperor families—this was their foundation!
Besides these families, the Thunder Sound Temple and the Demon Heaven Hall also seemed to have ties to the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms. Back then, Kong Ming and Xiao Yu had both appeared in the Divine Temple.
"My daughter, why don't you come to your mother's side?" From the direction of the Ice and Snow Empire, Snow Lord called out to Yiren Lei. But Yiren Lei only smiled lightly and said, "It's the same for Yiren to be at Master's side!"
"Daughter, you still haven't told me where your imperial brothers and Mu Feng are. Are they all dead? And everything in the Divine Temple—you actually won't tell your mother!" Snow Lord spoke with a smile, but her tone was quite strange.
"Mu Feng?" Hearing Snow Lord's words, the people from the Eight Wastelands were stunned. This name was too deeply etched in their memories. Mu Feng was Maple, Mu Feng was Lin Feng.
What relationship did Yiren Lei have with Lin Feng? And Yiren Lei was actually the daughter of a Martial Emperor from the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms. This truly shocked many.
"Mother, the things you want to know, your daughter cannot tell you. I'm sorry." Yiren Lei smiled faintly, still as beautiful as ever.
"Fine, you really are my good daughter." Snow Lord gave a cold smile, then said to the people beside her, "After you enter inside, you must take good care of my daughter Yiren!"
"Yes, Snow Lord!" The experts from the Ice and Snow Divine Temple side replied coldly. These were all Sovereign Lord level figures. Those who were not Sovereign Lord level had entered the Divine Temple and been completely slaughtered by Lin Feng.
The people from the Eight Wastelands and the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms had all arrived. But they still stood in place, as if waiting for someone. This left many young people puzzled—who else were they waiting for?
"Haha, I've kept you all waiting!" At this moment, a rolling voice came from afar. A figure tore through the sky, stepping down from above. This person wore a white robe, had extraordinary bearing, and his face bore an exceptionally warm smile that made people feel very comfortable.
"We've troubled the Envoy!" The various Emperors spoke very politely, showing great respect to this white-robed figure. This deepened the crowd's confusion. Envoy? Who was he?
"It's my duty. Let me find the location first!" The Envoy said with a smile. Then, his eyes suddenly became terrifying, as if they could pierce through the void, penetrating space, looking toward the Wasteland Sea under the forbidden airspace. Those pupils pierced through the Wasteland Sea, causing the forbidden airspace to ripple violently, while the Wasteland Sea below churned wildly.
"What terrifying strength!" The crowd's eyes trembled. This Envoy could break through the laws of the domain with just a glance, causing the Wasteland Sea to riot. The chaotic Wasteland Sea rolled to both sides, as if forming a terrifying Wasteland Sea vortex. A crashing, sky-high Wasteland Sea storm formed, spreading outward in all directions. Only directly below where the crowd stood did a huge entrance to the Wasteland Sea appear.
"You all remember the location well, no wrong positions. Let's go down!" The Envoy stepped downward, directly entering the Wasteland Sea.
"Let's go, all of us down!" The various Emperors wrapped up the people they had brought and stepped downward, deep into the Wasteland Sea. This was the legendary ancient battlefield.
The deep, dark Wasteland Sea. Stepping down step by step, when they reached what seemed like tens of thousands of meters deep, an independent space appeared here. The surrounding Wasteland Sea could not flow in. The crowd stood on the ground, and before them was a cold, dark coffin. The top of this coffin could not be seen, only what seemed like a coffin door in front, on which complex patterns were carved.
"Sealing technique!" Lin Feng's gaze froze. It seemed to remind him of the terrifying seal that had appeared in the Snow Moon Kingdom. The abyss of the Wasteland Sea before him also seemed to contain an extremely powerful seal, taking the form of a coffin, sealing away some unknown existence.
"This batch of people seems much better than those a hundred years ago. Not bad. As per the old rules, let me introduce the place you are about to enter. The center of the ancient battlefield, the burial ground of countless Martial Emperors, the soil where countless experts died. Only those below the Martial Emperor realm can set foot inside. No one knows what is inside, but there will definitely be Martial Emperor Destinies. After you obtain the Destinies, you can hand them over to me, and I will grant you the authority to travel to the Holy City Central Continent."
The white-robed Envoy said calmly, causing the crowd's gaze to freeze. This fellow had a truly black heart. Martial Emperor Destinies contained the power of laws, allowing people the opportunity to comprehend the power of laws and more easily prove their path to becoming an Emperor. Yet they would have to hand over the Martial Emperor Destinies to him in exchange for the authority to go to the Holy City Central Continent. This was too dark. Did they have to go through him to reach the Holy City Central Continent?
"Understood!" But many people still nodded. Whether they could enter this ancient battlefield probably depended on this Envoy.
"It is said that the Wasteland Sea was formed from the ancient battlefield. It seems the rumors are credible. Inside this Wasteland Sea, there is actually a central battlefield, the burial ground of Martial Emperors. That powerful existence that sealed the entire vast central battlefield—how strong were they?" Lin Feng's mind involuntarily thought of the Demon Sealing Great Emperor, the legendary number one in sealing, capable of sealing both gods and demons.
"Alright, I will unseal it. What you encounter inside will depend on your fortune!" The Envoy said with a smile. Then he placed his palm on the patterns of the sealing coffin. Instantly, strands of dazzling light lit up. The patterns seemed to come alive, releasing brilliant radiance.
"Buzz!" A terrifying power seeped out from the coffin door. In the void, a door appeared, projected from the coffin door, stopping before the crowd.
"Alright, hurry in!" The Envoy said to the crowd. Instantly, figures flickered, stepping into the door that appeared in the void. They moved very quickly, and in just a moment, over a hundred people had entered.
"Let's go in too!" Hou Qinglin said to the others. Then his figure flickered, and he was the first to rush into that door. The other disciples of Heavenly Terrace also rushed in one after another. The next moment, they stepped into another space.
When Lin Feng stepped through this door, his eyes suddenly trembled.
"What place is this?" Lin Feng looked at everything before him. A dark land, no sun or moon, very dim. Before him were many ancient trees, all covered with ancient vines, coiled together, exuding an aura of desolation and stillness.
"Gurgle!" A soft sound rang out, startling many people's hearts. Then their gazes suddenly lifted. On those ancient, dark trees, there were actually crows perched. Moreover, these crows were very large, pitch black, and extremely quiet. If not for that gurgling sound just now, no one would have noticed them.
"There is actually life here!" The crowd was surprised. Not far ahead, there seemed to be an ancient, dark wooden hut, as if someone lived there. But the environment here truly gave people an eerie feeling.
"Withered vines, old trees, evening crows!" Lin Feng murmured softly. But there was no small bridge, flowing water, or someone's home.
"What the hell is this!" Someone's body rose into the air, then punched toward those crows.
At that moment, the group of quiet crows suddenly opened their eyes. Their pupils contained terrifying evil light, staring fixedly at the figure that had risen into the air.
"Ah..." That person suddenly let out a miserable scream. Then his body gradually corroded, emitting black smoke. In just the blink of an eye, he turned into nothingness.
"Thump, thump..." Seeing this, the crowd's hearts suddenly tightened. They forgot what they had wanted to do, each one staying extremely quiet in place, deathly silent.
Fortunately, those old crows made no further moves. They stretched their bodies on the ancient trees, then continued to stay there quietly, as if unaware of the crowd's existence.
"That was the power of laws!" Lin Feng's heart churned violently. A group of undead evil crows actually contained the power of evil laws, instantly causing a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert to die miserably.
The ancient battlefield, the burial ground of Martial Emperors, the burial soil of countless experts—this was definitely not an empty claim. Who knew if even a Great Emperor had fallen here? Lin Feng had once encountered some small worlds in the Wasteland Sea, where there were undying remnant souls from the ancient era. They said that during the ancient war, low-rank Emperors were killed with a single punch that pierced through small worlds. That was part of the battlefield. And here was the central area of the battlefield. One could imagine how terrifying it was.
"Even old crows contain the power of laws. Then it is inevitable that Martial Emperor Destinies exist here!" Lin Feng thought to himself. But at this moment, a creaking sound rang out. The door of the small hut ahead suddenly opened, startling the crowd into holding their breath, as if their breathing would stop!
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