Chapter 1438: One Year
At the exit of the ancient battlefield, figures stepped out one after another. The twenty-two Martial Emperor forces of the Eight Wastelands and the twelve forces of the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms, thirty-four forces in total, but after the crowd had all emerged, the total number was only a little over seventy. The Heavenly Terrace occupied eleven seats, while many other forces had only one person left, and some forces had not a single survivor, leaving them empty and desolate.
"Not bad!" The white-robed man, whom the emperors called Envoy, was still there. He glanced around at the crowd and smiled, "Much higher quality than a hundred years ago, and more survivors too. It seems quite a few Destinies have appeared. If any of you wish to go to Holy City Central Continent, inform your elders. One year from now, have them bring you to me. Hand over your Destiny, and I will send you to Holy City Central Continent, to see that vast and boundless world!"
Many people showed expressions of confusion. Holy City Central Continent—what kind of world would that be? Many of those who had come out had elders who had never truly mentioned Holy City Central Continent to them. It was just that everyone on the continent knew such a place existed, but what kind of place it was remained only in their imagination.
"Envoy, my son Qi Yan will be married soon. If you have the time, would you do me the honor of coming to the empire for a cup of wedding wine?" Eastern Emperor stepped forward and said to the envoy with a smile.
"Oh?" The envoy glanced at Qi Yan beside Eastern Emperor and laughed, "This is Qi Yan, right?"
"Indeed, my worthless son." Eastern Emperor nodded slightly, then said to Qi Yan, "Why haven't you greeted the Envoy?"
"Qi Yan pays respects to the Envoy." Qi Yan bowed respectfully, treating the envoy with great courtesy. He knew exactly what kind of person the other party was.
"Haha, not bad, young man. The Qi family produces outstanding juniors—worthy of celebration!" The envoy said with a smile, chatting amiably with Eastern Emperor as if they had a deep friendship. This scene made Lin Feng frown slightly. Not only was Eastern Emperor a Mid-rank Emperor, but he also seemed very familiar with this envoy. What kind of position did this envoy hold in the Eight Wastelands and the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms?
This envoy had the authority to open the ancient battlefield at the bottom of the Wasteland Sea—very mysterious!
"Alright, I need to close the coffin door. This trip is over. All of you may go on your own." The envoy stepped forward and began to seal the entrance.
"Let's go!" Yu Emperor waved his hand, wrapping the crowd in his power, then stamped his foot and vanished in an instant.
Peng Emperor's eyes were sharp. His figure flickered, and he shot into the sky with Peng Mo, like a golden bolt of lightning, incredibly fast. Then, Qi Emperor, Heavenly Dragon Emperor, and the others all soared into the air, surging away.
"Whoosh!" After Yu Emperor brought the crowd above the Wasteland Sea, he suddenly reached out and tore open the void itself, then led everyone into the rift. The pitch-black void rift was filled with terrifying storms, but around everyone, a layer of terrifying earthy-yellow light curtain emerged, resisting the destructive storms of the void space. The group traveled through the void space.
After a moment, Yu Emperor tore through the void again and emerged. Lin Feng found that they had already left the Wasteland Sea and set foot on the land of the Northern Wasteland.
"Such terrifying speed!" Lin Feng's heart trembled. Traveling through void space, emerging in a daze, and directly stepping onto the Northern Wasteland—and it seemed his master was evading something. They had clearly felt it just now: the moment his master surged up, Peng Emperor, Qi Emperor, and Heavenly Dragon Emperor had instantly shot out. The intention was obvious. Lin Feng realized that now that the Emperor's Covenant was over, the situation in the entire Eight Wastelands seemed even more suffocating.
"The Emperor's Covenant had the rules of the emperors to restrain them, and no one dared to act recklessly. Now that the Emperor's Covenant is over, the storm seems truly about to break!" At this moment, Lin Feng's intuition told him that the Eight Wastelands would no longer be just about the competition of juniors. Martial Emperors would directly intervene in the situation of the Eight Wastelands.
Not long after, Yu Emperor brought everyone back to the Heavenly Terrace. The people of the Heavenly Terrace looked up at the sky as Yu Emperor descended, their eyes flashing with sharp light.
"They're back!"
After disappearing for three years, Yu Emperor had finally returned with the personal disciples of the Heavenly Terrace. When they left, there were eleven personal disciples; when they returned, there were still eleven, not one missing.
"Lin Feng!" Two beautiful figures, their clothes fluttering, flickered toward Yu Emperor and the others. They were Meng Qing and Qiu Yuexin. They had been waiting with longing, and now Lin Feng had finally returned.
"Meng Qing, Yuexin!" Lin Feng's figure moved like the wind, as fast as lightning, instantly arriving beside Meng Qing and Qiu Yuexin. He embraced them both. The three of them said nothing—no words were needed—but they could all feel the warmth flowing between them.
"Yu Emperor!" At this moment, a rolling voice descended, and then two figures appeared above the Heavenly Terrace, startling the disciples. Qi Emperor and Heavenly Dragon Emperor, two Martial Emperors, had arrived at the Heavenly Terrace.
"What business does Qi Emperor have?" Yu Emperor looked up, meeting the figures in the void with a calm gaze, and asked indifferently.
"The Heavenly Terrace has eleven personal disciples, all monstrous prodigies, outstanding and extraordinary, not one dead. But now that the Emperor's Covenant is over, how many can you protect?" Qi Emperor's voice was extremely cold, the threat unmistakable.
"If they die on the path of martial arts, I have nothing to say. I won't be like Qi Emperor. But if Qi Emperor or Heavenly Dragon Emperor personally strike at juniors, I, the Heavenly Terrace's two emperors, swear that unless the Qi family and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress's people never set foot outside, they will be killed without mercy!"
At this moment, Yu Emperor looked proudly at the sky, standing like a towering mountain. The Martial Emperors exchanged words, seemingly calm, but everyone could feel the invisible pressure. Qi Emperor and Heavenly Dragon Emperor had personally come to the Heavenly Terrace to threaten them, showing how deep the conflict had become.
"A group of juniors—this emperor doesn't need to act personally!" Qi Emperor said coldly with a laugh.
"With Qi Emperor's words, I am relieved." Yu Emperor still responded calmly, his sharp eyes staring straight at the other, as if their gazes themselves were clashing.
"Guard your disciples well. Farewell!" The void around Qi Emperor roared, and his figure gradually became illusory, then completely vanished into the air, as if he had never been there.
"Roar!" Heavenly Dragon Emperor let out a furious roar, like a dragon's cry. Above the Heavenly Terrace, a terrifying sacred demon dragon appeared, coiling in the sky. The pressure of the demon dragon was extremely terrifying. At this moment, everyone in Heavenly Realm City clearly felt it. They looked up toward the center of the city, where the Heavenly Terrace was.
The dragon roared in the sky, then soared away. Heavenly Dragon Emperor and his two sons disappeared between heaven and earth. But on this day, Heavenly Realm City was shaken. After the battle at Qi Tian Peak during the Emperor's Covenant, the missing emperors had returned to the Eight Wastelands. And as soon as they appeared, Qi Emperor and Heavenly Dragon Emperor, two emperors, had descended on the Heavenly Terrace, delivering a warning.
After that, the news spread wildly. Not only that, but news also came from other regions. The long-missing emperors and the genius disciples of those Martial Emperor forces had all returned to the Eight Wastelands. However, many of them seemed to have fewer people. Where they had gone remained a mystery. Apart from themselves, no one knew, and no one revealed a single detail.
People could vaguely guess that this journey was likely related to the purpose of the Emperor's Covenant. Unfortunately, they would never know what the answer was, just as they would never know why those once-dominant figures always suddenly disappeared at their peak. Were those historical figures in seclusion, training hard? Or had they long turned to bones? Or had they gone to some mysterious place? This was a mystery in most people's hearts. Only those at the very top of the pyramid ever knew the truth.
At the Heavenly Terrace, in the Outer Heavens, the twelve personal disciples and Yu Emperor were all present. Yu Emperor looked at everyone and said, "From now on, when you go out, you must be careful. Qi Emperor and Heavenly Dragon Emperor will not let things go easily. Moreover, with the Emperor's Covenant over, the Eight Wastelands will enter a period of chaos in the time to come."
"Chaos!" Lin Feng murmured.
"Yes, true chaos. Perhaps you still remember the organization called the Emperor-Slaying Alliance. Now that the Emperor's Covenant is over, those who came out of there are people qualified to become emperors, and also people with the chance to leave this world. These people will be the ultimate targets of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance!" Yu Emperor said to everyone. Lin Feng's expression tightened. The world said the Emperor-Slaying Alliance was an organization that killed emperors, preventing others from proving their dao and becoming emperors. But what the real truth was, aside from those at the highest levels, few knew. For example, who knew what kind of organization the Emperor-Slaying Alliance really was?
And the Watcher was also extremely mysterious. Would they all become active in this chaotic era?
"Is the Emperor-Slaying Alliance truly targeting Destinies?" Lin Feng wondered, but he couldn't be sure.
"Chaos is also a prosperous era. If you don't rise to prominence in chaos, how can you achieve the king of a prosperous era and ascend to Martial Emperor? Don't worry too much—just be cautious. You are about to usher in the prosperous era of the Heavenly Terrace." Mu Chen said with a smile, as if encouraging everyone.
As the saying goes, heroes emerge from chaos. In a sense, chaos is also a prosperous era for geniuses. This had been discussed when Lin Feng entered the City of Fate.
"What about Holy City Central Continent?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice. His master had never mentioned Holy City Central Continent. After all, they had obtained Destinies. They could either use them themselves, or one purpose was to go to Holy City Central Continent.
Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Yu Emperor was silent for a moment. Then a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "One year from now, bring your Destinies, and I will send you to Holy City Central Continent!"
"Definitely!" As if to emphasize his words, Yu Emperor added two more words, giving everyone an unusual feeling. Their master seemed to have something on his mind.
"Only one year left!" Lin Feng murmured, his heart seeming to beat. He had a feeling that this year, many great things would really happen!
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