# Chapter 1434: Waiting for the Rabbit
"Senior Sister, let's stand farther away." Yiren Lei said with a charming smile. Her senior sister nodded slightly, and they distanced themselves far to avoid being caught up in any major battle. The Sword of Death that Lin Feng had just unleashed still lingered in their hearts—a sword a hundred zhang long, as if it had sliced a line through the heavens. If anyone had been within that hundred-zhang area, they would all have died.
That one sword had annihilated a Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert.
"Junior Sister, this Lin Feng seems to have taken an interest in you. Why not offer yourself to him and enter the Six Desires Mortal World through him?" one of Yiren Lei's senior sisters said with a laugh. Yiren Lei nodded slightly, looking at her senior sister and replying, "I'll consider your words, Senior Sister."
A strange light flickered in that senior sister's beautiful eyes, and then she giggled, "It seems Junior Sister is truly tempted!"
Yiren Lei smiled and said nothing more. The two dazzling beams of light had now illuminated the sky, growing increasingly brilliant. In the dim void, the Earth Law Destiny hung in the air—terrifying yellow earth energy converging in the void as if forming a vast land. The sky and earth merged, and the yellow light spread endlessly. In Lin Feng's other hand was the Natural Law Destiny—an emerald green radiance born amidst boundless life-giving green light. This ancient tree hung suspended in the sky, exuding an incomparably surging vitality.
"With such a commotion, it's impossible not to attract attention."
Yiren Lei and the others thought to themselves. This region was equivalent to the territory of the Snow Moon Kingdom, not vast at all for experts of their level. Yet every piece of land seemed to hide ancient secrets, difficult to unearth. But once the beams shot into the sky, they could be seen even from very far away.
As expected, the nearest people soon arrived. They stood in the void, staring at Lin Feng with greedy eyes, itching to make a move and seize the Destinies. But the one who had taken out the Destinies was Lin Feng—now a Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator. This forced them to be cautious.
Lin Feng stood in the void, his sharp eyes sweeping over the few people as he said coldly, "If this has nothing to do with you, stay far away from me!"
The crowd's eyes narrowed at Lin Feng's arrogant words. This guy was quite overbearing. One Illusory World Heavenly Palace expert at the Eighth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm spoke up: "Lin Feng, you're using the Destinies to lure people here. Are you looking to trade? If you want to trade, you can name your price."
"Scram!" Lin Feng's sharp eyes swept over that person.
"This guy is truly delusional. Who would trade a Destiny?" one of Yiren Lei's senior sisters said quietly. Yiren Lei smiled. Her senior sister seemed to have forgotten that she herself had asked Lin Feng the same question earlier. Lin Feng using the Destinies to lure people here would inevitably lead some to entertain unrealistic thoughts.
Even if someone really wanted to trade a Destiny, what treasures could compare to a Destiny besides Imperial Artifacts? They didn't consider their own worth.
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a palm strike blasted toward Lin Feng from behind. It was an Eighth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert from the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms, stepping through the void. Seeing someone produce two Destinies, and only a Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator at that—how could he not try to seize them?
Lin Feng's mind moved, and a dazzling light shot through the air. The Celestial Fate Sword, like lightning, directly tore through the sky, stabbing toward the opponent's head. Almost simultaneously, Lin Feng spun around, took a step forward, and the wind rose, clouds stirred, heaven and earth resonated, producing a wondrous rhythm.
"Courting death!" Lin Feng said coldly. His voice turned into curse power, his gaze piercing through the opponent's pupils, the sound trembling in the other's mind. At the same time, wisps of death aura descended from the sky, instantly landing on the opponent—fast as lightning.
"Earth Armor!" The man roared, and a yellow earth armor formed on his body, powerful and imposing.
"Life Deprivation!" Lin Feng spat out a deathly sound from his mouth. The opponent's eyes turned ashen gray. Death aura descended, life force extinguished, stripped away at a terrifying speed, invaded by death.
"Boom! Boom!" Several terrifying auras suddenly erupted. In an instant, three experts in the void charged at Lin Feng simultaneously—fast as lightning, killing intent enveloping the entire sky. They wanted to seize the opportunity to kill Lin Feng. Although Lin Feng's strength was terrifying, the temptation of two Destinies was too great. These were Destinies—keys to the Holy City Central Continent, the hope of proving the Dao and becoming an Emperor. If they obtained them, they could trade with others for Destinies matching their own attributes. Then, when they reached the peak of Sovereign Martial Realm, if their comprehension was insufficient, they could borrow the power of Destiny Laws to aid their breakthrough.
It was said that possessing a Destiny matching one's own attributes could increase one's chance of proving the Dao by thirty percent. Thirty percent—a terrifying probability. For example, if they only had a thirty percent chance of proving the Dao relying on themselves, with a matching Destiny, they would have a sixty percent chance—more than half, with a greater chance of success than failure. The temptation was unimaginable.
In the Eight Wastelands, too few could prove the Dao and become Emperors through their own talent. The chance to seize Destinies came only once every hundred years, during the Assembly of Emperors in this ancient battlefield.
"Seeking death!" Lin Feng placed the Destiny in his right hand into his left hand as well. His icy pupils pierced through the eyes of the person before him. Killing intent was boundless, death force spreading continuously. Finally, the Celestial Fate Sword pierced through the opponent's head, killing him.
Almost simultaneously, Lin Feng's right hand erupted with overwhelming sword intent. He stepped forward, his body reversing direction, flickering like the wind—his speed reaching an unbelievable level.
A flash of brilliant light mixed with blood. A figure was directly cleaved apart, not even having time to scream.
"So fast!" The other two's hearts trembled. Wind Essence and Space Essence seemed to merge together, attaching to Lin Feng's body. Both Essences were above the sixth level, making Lin Feng's steps feel like void power and wind power simultaneously—ethereal, like lightning.
Suddenly, many afterimages of Lin Feng appeared in the void. The two experts' gazes stiffened as they stared intently at each figure.
"Shhh..." Blood splattered. A sword light bloomed behind one expert. At the moment of his death, his eyes were filled with despair and disbelief. How... why was it behind him? Those afterimages had always maintained some distance from him, and there was no spatial fluctuation. But why had it appeared behind him?
The other person's eyes were filled with despair, his expression ugly beyond measure. He saw Lin Feng's afterimages coming toward him, releasing overwhelming killing intent, attacking wildly, shaking heaven and earth. But suddenly, a dazzling light flashed behind him, directly splitting his body apart—just like the previous one, dying without knowing how.
"Eighth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm experts are too weak before the current Lin Feng!" Yiren Lei and the others' hearts trembled. Eighth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm—utterly vulnerable, too fragile. His sword, casually swung, could easily cut down Eighth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm experts. Even more terrifying was that his sword was fast enough, and his speed was swift and bizarre enough.
"Still not leaving?" Lin Feng swept his gaze over the others in the void. Those people slunk away in disgrace, while Lin Feng collected the spoils of war. Then he opened his palm again, letting the Destinies containing Law power release their radiance.
As for the two killings just now, they were naturally due to Lin Feng using his Shadow Martial Soul. Now, his Shadow Martial Soul had been evolved by the Heaven-Seizing Gate, becoming even more silent. Even in shadow form, its speed was faster. So he used his terrifying speed to create illusions, leaving afterimages in the void, while his true body quietly moved away amidst the flurry of afterimages, then struck with a single fatal blow.
"Still not here yet?" Lin Feng waited quietly. This method of luring people was much faster. If he went searching himself, the vast ancient battlefield wouldn't make it easy to find people.
"Whoosh!" In the distance, a figure descended at an unbelievable speed. It was a demon beast—a Seventh Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm Roc, its wings spreading and sweeping, stirring up a hurricane in the sky.
Lin Feng's body suddenly disappeared from its original position, stepping toward the Roc. His eyes were icy cold, death aura piercing through the opponent's pupils. A Curse Scepter appeared in his hand: "Death Curse!"
"Boom!" The Roc had just arrived and hadn't even figured out what was happening before demonic pupils pierced its eyes. The curse descended upon its body, its magnificent form turning ashen gray.
"Let's see how tough your shell is!" The Curse Scepter disappeared, and Lin Feng's sword descended from the sky, slashing down. The Sword of Death cut through the Roc's body. Indeed, the sword seemed to encounter some resistance, but it still advanced like splitting bamboo, cleaving through the hard feathers, splitting the Roc's body apart, killing it.
This time, Lin Feng collected the entire Roc's body. A Seventh Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm Roc—its whole body was treasure. Its feathers were sharper than Sacred Artifacts. That Lin Feng's sword could cleave through its body meant his sword could now at least split mid-grade Sacred Artifacts.
After killing the Roc, Lin Feng opened his hand again. The Law light continued to shoot into the sky, luring people in. It seemed there were quite a few people he wanted to kill. This was only one Roc—far from enough!
[Thanks to shlaogen for the 5888 Zhulang coin tip; Xuanyuan Cao for the 10000 Zhulang coin tip; God is a Birdman for the 1888 Zhulang coin tip; and thanks to several other brothers for their tips.]