# Chapter 1437: Infuriating the Heavenly Dragon Emperor
In the dim ancient battlefield, two towering beams of light were exceptionally conspicuous. Even people in distant places could clearly see the great verdant ancient tree suspended in the sky.
At this moment, several figures rushed toward Lin Feng. When they saw the figure supporting the two beams of light, they couldn't help but pause in surprise.
"Lin Feng!" Hou Qinglin was quite astonished. He hadn't expected that upon arriving, he would find Lin Feng holding up the destinies, acting without any restraint.
"Senior Brother!" Lin Feng smiled when he saw Hou Qinglin. At this moment, the three of them were together—besides Hou Qinglin, there were Mo Qingtian and Xing Zhan, all safe and sound. When Hou Qinglin had entered this ancient battlefield, he already possessed the strength to fight Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm experts, and he carried an Imperial Artifact on him. With him around, how could the three of them have any problems? Moreover, Mo Qingtian and Xing Zhan were already very strong.
Now, three years later, Hou Qinglin's cultivation had broken into the Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. Mo Qingtian had also stepped into the Sovereign Lord realm, Seventh Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, and Xing Zhan was at the Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm.
All of his fellow disciples had undergone the transformation of the Heaven-Seizing Gate. Their talent needed no elaboration, and their cultivation realms had been higher than his to begin with. It was only natural that they had now stepped into the Sixth and Seventh Layers of Sovereign Martial Realm.
"Lin Feng, what are you doing?" Xing Zhan saw Lin Feng holding up the destinies and was speechless. Wasn't this guy just asking for trouble?
"I wanted to deal with some people, but they weren't easy to find, so I deliberately lured them here." Lin Feng put away the destinies and said calmly. Seeing Lin Feng's cultivation level, Hou Qinglin revealed a faint smile: "In three years, going from the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm to the Sixth Layer—not bad. Now, there are very few people in this entire ancient battlefield who can threaten you. No wonder you dared to do this."
Lin Feng chuckled and asked, "Senior Brother, are the other fellow disciples all right?"
"Tian Chi is together with Li Hen, as well as Mu Bei, Ruoxie, Banruo, Wu Yong, and Ku Can. With that lineup, there shouldn't be any problems," Hou Qinglin replied. The strength of the other groups was also formidable enough. As long as they were a little cautious in their actions, there wouldn't be major issues.
"I hope so," Lin Feng said with a smile. The twelve personal disciples of the Heavenly Terrace were all pillars. The glorious era of the Heavenly Terrace awaited them to usher in. It would be best if they all survived.
"Hmm!" At this moment, the dim ancient battlefield seemed to tremble slightly. Lin Feng, Hou Qinglin, and the others turned their gazes and looked into the distance. Then they saw a dazzling beam of light shooting into the sky in the distance, clearly visible even from countless miles away.
"It's the entrance!" Lin Feng gazed into the distance. It was the direction from which they had entered this ancient battlefield.
"It's over. This is the exit opening. We can go out now," Hou Qinglin murmured as he saw the beam of light. Over three years had passed, and that envoy had once again opened the seal, allowing them to leave.
The exit opening meant that everyone had to leave within one day. This journey was completely over. If they didn't leave, no one knew what awaited them—perhaps destructive power, or perhaps a hundred years of waiting. No one knew, and no one dared to try. Even if there was no destruction, after a hundred years, you wouldn't have entered from outside. Would those Martial Emperors let you out?
No one knew, so no one would stay. At this moment, figures flickered throughout the dim ancient battlefield, all rushing toward that beam of light.
"Let's go!" Hou Qinglin said. The four of them flickered and headed outward.
"Over three years have passed. I wonder how things are outside," Lin Feng thought, feeling a sense of longing. For him, three years was already a long time. The outside world must have undergone earth-shattering changes.
The four of them moved very fast. The beam of light grew closer and closer, as if they would soon reach it. At this moment, in the distance, a dazzling golden light appeared in the sky. The roar of a roc resounded, extremely piercing, lighting up that part of the sky.
In the void, several figures were engaged in a fierce battle. The Golden-Winged Great Roc's hundred-meter-long golden wings spread wide, unstoppable. Wherever its wings swept, they were like peerless golden swords, their killing aura terrifying.
"It's Ruoxie!" Seeing this scene, Hou Qinglin's eyes suddenly froze. A dazzling light lit up on his body—the light of an Imperial Artifact. His speed suddenly surged to an unbelievable degree.
"Feather-brained bird!" A sharp, cold gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. That feather-brained bird was actually making a move against his fellow disciples. His great sword shot into the sky. At this moment, Lin Feng's speed was like thunder.
"Peng Mo, you're asking for death!" Hou Qinglin roared angrily, witnessing with his own eyes Peng Mo's golden wings sweeping across Banruo's Golden Body, blasting Banruo until he was covered in blood, nearly killing him.
Hearing this thunderous roar, the Golden-Winged Great Roc's gaze froze. Then he saw a dazzling beam of reincarnation light slashing down from the sky, carrying the intent of reincarnation, wanting to send him into the cycle of rebirth.
"Chi chi!" The Great Roc's golden wings swept across, slashing toward Hou Qinglin. An explosive sound rang out in the sky. At this moment, Lin Feng's body also arrived. The Curse Scepter in his hand, he roared, "Feather-brained bird, die!"
The terrifying curse power instantly descended upon Peng Mo, covering his body with death qi. He let out a long cry, using one wing to wrap around his body, trying to escape.
"Die! Die! Die!" Lin Feng's furious shouts continuously rushed out, his killing intent extremely sharp, all descending upon the Great Roc. Hou Qinglin's body flickered, and he stepped onto the Great Roc's back. His palm trembled violently, striking the Great Roc's body. The reincarnation power frantically penetrated into the Great Roc's body, causing him to let out screams of agony.
"Hmm!" The other wing frantically flapped. The Great Roc's body suddenly accelerated, rushing toward the exit at an unbelievable speed.
"Reincarnation Slaughter!" Hou Qinglin's sword stabbed toward the Great Roc, whose body was wrapped in its wings. The Great Roc's body heaved, as if its flight had become chaotic and unstable. But by now, it had already rushed toward the exit. Hou Qinglin stepped off its back. He knew that once the other party rushed out, with Peng Emperor there, he couldn't do anything to him.
"Beast!" The several Heavenly Terrace members descended simultaneously, staring coldly at the exit. That beast had escaped.
"Banruo!" The crowd turned around. At this moment, Banruo was sitting cross-legged. The moment his Golden Body shattered, it seemed as if his body had split open. Now he was covered in blood. Lin Feng's figure flickered forward, arriving beside Banruo. The Life Essence descended upon Banruo's body, helping him recover some of his injuries. After a moment, Banruo's complexion improved slightly. He opened his eyes and nodded slightly at Lin Feng.
"What happened?" At this moment, another force from the Heavenly Terrace—Tian Chi and the others—also flickered over. Seeing the injured Banruo, they asked.
"That feather-brained bird used an Imperial Artifact to try to kill his fellow disciples," Xing Zhan said coldly.
"That beast again!" A cold gleam flashed in Tian Chi's eyes. "That beast also chased after the three of us, but two destiny beams attracted it away, so we escaped unharmed."
"If there's a chance, I'll definitely kill him," Hou Qinglin said, his voice icy. "It's good that everyone is fine. That destiny beam was created by Lin Feng. I didn't expect it to help you all. Perhaps this is fate. All of us from the Heavenly Terrace have heavenly fortune on our side. We won't die. We will surely shake the Eight Wastelands."
Hearing Hou Qinglin's arrogant words, many people around cast their gazes this way. Some even took a detour. The eleven personal disciples of the Heavenly Terrace were all monstrous prodigies. Now that three years had passed, they had all become even stronger, and not one had died. With this lineup alone, they were enough to stir up bloody storms in the Eight Wastelands. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress no longer had the qualifications to contend with the Heavenly Terrace. Eleven people were enough to match a thousand troops.
It wasn't just the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. Now, excluding Martial Emperors, it would be difficult for any younger generation to contend with the Heavenly Terrace. It would be hard to find many in the entire Eight Wastelands.
Hou Qinglin had stepped into the Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. With his reincarnation power, he was enough to contend with an Invincible Sovereign Lord. Tian Chi, Ruoxie, Mo Qingtian, and the others had all stepped into the Sovereign Lord realm. With their formidable combat power, they were definitely terrifying. The others were at least at the Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, including Lin Feng. A Lin Feng at the Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm was enough to stir up a storm.
Especially those strong warriors who had seen Lin Feng use destinies to lure and then hunt were even more inwardly awed. The current Heavenly Terrace was very terrifying.
"I'm fine. Let's go out," Banruo said at this moment, standing up and smiling at his fellow disciples. Then the Heavenly Terrace group walked toward the beam of light outside, stepping through the coffin door where the seal had been opened.
The moment they stepped out, they felt countless gazes shooting toward them, extremely sharp—all gazes of Martial Emperors. Now, all the emperors were still there. Not one had left.
A terrifying killing intent was extremely sharp. Lin Feng and the others turned their gazes and saw Peng Emperor's gaze terrifying, shooting out metallic killing qi. Beside him, Peng Mo was curled up, his body still filled with deathly gray qi, as if in great pain. His cold eyes shot toward Lin Feng and Hou Qinglin.
"Master!" The Heavenly Terrace members walked toward where Yu Emperor was. Seeing that all his disciples had come out safely, Yu Emperor was beaming with smiles. He nodded and said, "Good!"
"Lin Feng!" At this moment, a thunderous roar came from the distance. The Heavenly Dragon First Crown Prince and Heavenly Dragon Second Crown Prince walked out of the exit, their demonic qi soaring into the sky, their killing qi terrifying.
Seeing this scene, the Heavenly Dragon Emperor's expression froze. Only two had come out!
"What happened?" the Heavenly Dragon Emperor asked stiffly.
"Father Emperor, the Fourth Brother and Sixth Brother were... by Lin Feng..." The Heavenly Dragon First Crown Prince couldn't continue. Hearing his words, the Heavenly Dragon Emperor's gaze darkened to the extreme. He coldly swept his gaze toward Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, why did you leave two behind?" Yu Emperor asked Lin Feng with a faint smile, causing the Heavenly Dragon Emperor's expression to freeze. Left two behind?
Lin Feng was also stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared in his eyes: "Senior Heavenly Dragon Emperor was worried about his few worthless sons, so he deliberately left them Imperial Artifacts. Otherwise, I would have killed them all together!"
Lin Feng's words were as light as clouds and wind, as if the Heavenly Dragon First Crown Prince and Second Crown Prince were both useless, only surviving because of their Imperial Artifacts. His calm conversation with Yu Emperor infuriated the Heavenly Dragon Emperor and the two crown princes, making them feel as if they had lost all face. Their auras couldn't be restrained from spreading out. They hated this—having two of their people killed and then being humiliated like this!
(Thanks to Evil God (Rain Scar) for tipping 100 Zhu Lang coins for the work)