# Chapter 1422: The Hometown of the Demon Sealing Great Emperor
"So many years have passed!" A sigh like that of a ghost drifted out from the small hut, sending chills down the spines of those who had stepped into this space. This netherworld-like voice was filled with boundless death qi, as if spoken from the mouth of a dead person.
From the dim small hut, a figure slowly walked out. The moment they saw this figure, everyone felt their mouths go dry and held their breath. Was this a person?
A head with half of it severed, a left arm reduced to white bone, the entire body pitch black—even the pupils of his eyes were nothing but endless darkness, the dark color of death.
"This should be a dead person!" The crowd's expressions stiffened, the hairs on their bodies standing on end. This person simply should not be alive in this world. His entire body was filled with endless death qi; he should have been a person who had died who knows how many years ago, yet he forcibly appeared before everyone.
"It seems another hundred years have passed, and so many people have come to keep me company!" The hollow voice continued. Those who had entered this space still did not move; no one dared to make a sound. Even the old crows perched on the branches possessed law abilities, so this dead person should be even more terrifying—one could tell from the death qi emanating from his body.
"When life reaches its extreme, death follows; when death reaches its extreme, life can be born. This person's death qi has already grown strong enough to condense into law power, and he has actually gained life." Lin Feng's heart trembled inwardly. This must surely be a sign of death power reaching an extreme, giving rise to life force. Perhaps this shell of a body had long since died, but was revived by death power. The same went for these old crows.
"Then, this dead person might possess the destiny that Yu Emperor spoke of, and it should be a death destiny!" Lin Feng thought to himself. He had not even considered how to escape, but instead thought about the principles of life and death and the death destiny. However, he soon realized that before such an existence, merely surviving was a problem, let alone obtaining the destiny.
"Why isn't anyone talking? Relax a little. Come, who will play chess with me?" The living dead man sat down beside the chessboard in front of the hut. It seemed a chess game was indeed set up there, and both sides had been played—this fellow was playing chess with himself.
"Senior, this junior still has matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first." At this moment, one person plucked up his courage, bowed slightly to the living dead man, and then his body trembled as he soared into the air, wanting to leave this suffocating and oppressive place.
"That won't do..." The living dead man's voice was hoarse. Suddenly, he lifted his gaze toward that person, and instantly, a death force pierced through that person's body. In just a moment, the person's entire body turned pitch black, death qi occupying his body, and then he slowly fell downward, dead.
"Just a single glance can kill a person. What kind of ghost place is this!" The crowd's hearts twitched. Facing such a situation, who would dare to move recklessly?
"Why rush to leave? I've been lonely for a hundred years. I just want someone to talk to. When I get bored, I'll naturally let you go. I'm not a demon; killing you does me no good." The living dead man's voice remained exceptionally low and hoarse. Having been lonely for a hundred years, he seemed especially fond of talking upon seeing people. Indeed, he had no need to kill.
"Since none of you are willing to keep me company, I'll choose someone myself. That young girl has a refined spirit. You, come here." The living dead man's death pupils fell upon Yiren Lei, causing her expression to stiffen slightly. In such a situation, even she, whose eyes were never lacking in smiles, could not force one out.
"Senior, I also like playing chess. How about I keep you company?" At this moment, Lin Feng took a step forward, causing the crowd's expressions to tremble. This fellow really wasn't afraid of death.
Yiren Lei's expression also stiffened, but then she heard the living dead man laugh hoarsely: "Good, good. Come, you keep me company!"
Lin Feng walked forward and sat down opposite the living dead man. This chess pattern was actually the same as the one in the outside world. Spanning who knows how many years, it was the identical chess game. Could it be that the chess game from ancient times had been preserved until now?
"Alright, all of you move around nearby. Remember, don't leave the hundred-mile area, and don't provoke those birds!" The living dead man said hoarsely. The crowd gradually began to accept the situation they now faced—a living dead man who had been lonely for a hundred years wanted to keep them here to accompany him.
Lin Feng arranged the chess pieces, trying his best to remain calm, and said to the living dead man: "Senior, what exactly is this place? Why is the chess game set up the same as the outside world?"
"This is the Nine Abyss Region, a place where war broke out. Everyone died, all of them died. As for the chess game you mentioned, why would it be the same?" The living dead man looked at Lin Feng with surprise. Those hollow pupils held no emotion—they were the pupils of a dead person.
"Where do you come from?" The living dead man asked Lin Feng.
"I come from the Eight Wastelands Realm. My hometown is the Snow Moon Kingdom. Have you heard of it, Senior?" Lin Feng asked tentatively, though he held no hope.
"Snow Moon, Snow Moon!" The living dead man muttered softly, then suddenly stared at Lin Feng: "Isn't that the hometown of Demon Sealing? You actually come from Snow Moon too!"
"Demon Sealing!" Lin Feng's heart trembled. Demon Sealing—to this day, he had only heard of one Demon Sealing, and that was the Demon Sealing Great Emperor. The hometown of Demon Sealing was Snow Moon!
"What exactly is going on?" Lin Feng's expression stiffened. Did the ancient world really have a Snow Moon Kingdom, and was it the hometown of the Demon Sealing Great Emperor?
"No, wasn't this battlefield sealed by Demon Sealing? You come from the outside world, how could you come from Snow Moon... No, something must be wrong somewhere." The living dead man shook his head, his memory seeming chaotic. Only his subconscious faintly sensed that Snow Moon should be the place where Demon Sealing was born.
"Senior, Demon Sealing—is it the Demon Sealing Great Emperor? Is the Snow Moon Kingdom really his hometown?" Lin Feng pressed further. If the Snow Moon Kingdom was the hometown of the Demon Sealing Great Emperor, then when the Nine Nether Demon Emperor appeared in the past, the figure in the void who expelled all Martial Emperors from Snow Moon, forbidding any Martial Emperor from setting foot there—could that have been... the Demon Sealing Great Emperor!
"Shut up!" The living dead man suddenly shouted at Lin Feng, and instantly, terrifying death qi pierced through Lin Feng's body. With a thunderous boom, Lin Feng crashed heavily to the ground.
"Lin Feng!" Lin Feng's fellow disciples and Yiren Lei were startled and wanted to step forward.
"Don't come over!" Lin Feng shouted, then sat cross-legged. Death qi swirled around him, but was gradually absorbed and assimilated by him.
"You cultivate death qi!" The living dead man looked at Lin Feng with interest. He did not want to kill Lin Feng; his mind had just been chaotic, and Lin Feng's question had stirred up irritability within him. If he had truly wanted to kill Lin Feng, Lin Feng would already be a dead man.
"Yes, Senior. I cultivate death essence." Lin Feng did not dare to show anger. He wanted to survive, and to survive well.
"Then this place is very suitable for your cultivation." The living dead man's hoarse voice sounded exceptionally cold. Lin Feng smiled and nodded, saying: "Yes!"
After gradually assimilating the death qi, Lin Feng once again sat down opposite the living dead man. The living dead man laughed hoarsely: "You have more courage than they do."
"Since I'm here, I'll make the best of it!" Lin Feng smiled and played chess with the living dead man, not asking any more questions. Or rather, he did not dare to ask. This living dead man's memory seemed unstable; he himself might be some kind of composite entity.
In the days that followed, two people tried to escape, but were instantly killed by the living dead man. The others then settled down, only daring to move about within this area. Besides occasionally playing chess with the living dead man, Lin Feng also walked around within the hundred-mile area. The death qi here was too intense, and there were many bones, as if this were a burial ground.
At this moment, Lin Feng sat cross-legged in a dark place, sensing the extremely dense death power around him. The shadow of the Death Demon General on his body flickered faintly. As the living dead man had said, this was indeed a good place to cultivate death essence.
"We can't get out. There's no opportunity!" At this moment, Ruoxie and Mo Qingtian came to Lin Feng's side, communicating with each other through voice transmission.
"I wonder how long that living dead man will keep us here, and what the area beyond a hundred miles looks like!" Mo Qingtian seemed somewhat frustrated. As soon as they entered, they were bound here by a terrifying living dead man, forced to be at his mercy, not knowing how long they would have to stay in this ghost place.
At this moment, several cold, sinister glares shot over in this direction. Lin Feng looked over and saw the group brought by Eastern Emperor staring at them with icy eyes, their gazes filled with killing intent.
Not only them, Lin Feng also saw the four Roc birds from the Demon Emperor Hall. The Golden-Winged Great Roc, Peng Mo, stood in the middle, his golden eyes fixed on Lin Feng, his demonic gaze as if wanting to devour Lin Feng. Lin Feng still possessed an unknown ancient scripture, and he had to obtain it.
Lin Feng swept his gaze over these people and ignored them. For now, he had to first think about how to leave this place. However, he also noticed that many core figures from various forces were gathering together, seemingly plotting something.
Hou Qinglin also walked over at this moment and transmitted to the group: "We must be careful. Some people must have brought Imperial Artifacts with them. In the battle of the Assembly of Emperors, using Sacred Artifacts and such was not allowed, but here there are no restrictions. They might be planning to join forces to deal with the living dead man."
Lin Feng nodded and also transmitted: "Eastern Emperor, the father of Qi Emperor, is a Mid-rank Emperor. His people should have an Imperial Artifact in hand. If not for the living dead man, they might have used it against us!"
"Mm, it's good to be mentally prepared. Stay vigilant at all times!" Hou Qinglin understood very well. No one was fighting now because they did not want to expose themselves. The living dead man had condensed law power, equivalent to a Martial Emperor skilled in death law power. Even half-dead and half-alive, he was still extremely terrifying!
PS: Brothers, help me push the flowers past five hundred!