# Chapter 1452: Assassination and Watching
When Old Master Wen heard Lin Feng's question, his gaze froze slightly, a hint of deep meaning in his eyes. Seeing this expression, Lin Feng's heart stirred—it seemed Old Master Wen knew something.
"What do you think?" Old Master Wen asked with a smile.
Lin Feng looked at the meaningful smile on Old Master Wen's face, took a deep breath, and already had an answer in his mind.
"Holy City, Central Continent!" Lin Feng uttered a few words. In truth, there had always been some unresolved matters in his heart. Why was the Ancient Battlefield a projection of Snow Moon? Why did the Snow Moon Kingdom contain the Imperial Mausoleum of Emperor Xi and traces of the Demon Sealing Great Emperor? Why was the Demon Sealing Great Emperor's hometown Snow Moon? And when he entered the Divine Temple, aside from a few people, where did the others come from? Various questions occasionally swirled in Lin Feng's mind.
"Since you already have the answer in your heart, why ask further?" Old Master Wen took a sip of wine and said with a faint smile, undoubtedly confirming Lin Feng's speculation.
Xia Tianfan was from Holy City Central Continent. He challenged numerous forces, sparing none, yet no one stopped him. Could there be some secret behind this as well?
"Can people from Holy City Central Continent easily set foot in our Eight Wastelands, while those from the Eight Wastelands must exchange their destiny for a key to Holy City Central Continent?" Lin Feng asked again. But Old Master Wen shook his head with a smile: "It's not as simple as you think. People from Holy City Central Continent will only come to the Eight Wastelands Realm in large numbers during this one year."
"From the end of the Wasteland Sea Ancient Battlefield to this year when we step into Holy City Central Continent!" Lin Feng's expression froze slightly. Old Master Wen's words carried deeper meaning. In fact, Lin Feng had always been somewhat puzzled—why was there this one-year buffer period? Wasn't exchanging destiny for the qualification to enter Holy City Central Continent the same? This year certainly wasn't given to them to settle personal matters!
"Yes." Old Master Wen nodded with a smile.
"Does that mean Xia Tianfan isn't the only one who has come to the Eight Wastelands?" A sharp light shot from Lin Feng's eyes. Old Master Wen had just said that many people would enter the Eight Wastelands.
"Naturally, not just him. During the time you were away, quite a few people have already made a name for themselves, becoming famous across the Eight Wastelands!" Old Master Wen said with a smile.
Lin Feng was quite surprised. He had only been gone for seven or eight days, yet people were already gaining fame. That meant they were undoubtedly formidable figures; otherwise, they wouldn't have attracted the attention of the Eight Wastelands Realm.
"Of course, they will disappear from our sight after a year. Therefore, for the Eight Wastelands, they are merely passersby!" Old Master Wen said with a laugh. Lin Feng understood his meaning. If he hadn't reached his current height, Old Master Wen probably wouldn't have mentioned this to him. Matters concerning Holy City Central Continent seemed to be somewhat taboo among these major powers, rarely discussed.
"Has Old Master ever been to Holy City Central Continent?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.
"I have, but I came back," Old Master Wen replied casually, his smile carrying a hint of meaning worth pondering.
"Why?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled.
"I'm old. That place isn't quite suitable for me anymore," Old Master Wen said lazily, a trace of self-mocking laughter in his eyes. This expression made Lin Feng quite curious, but since Old Master Wen didn't want to say more, Lin Feng naturally wouldn't press further.
"I hope you, Tian Ge, and Ao Xue can all go there. But you might encounter some resistance. However, I believe you will overcome it," Old Master Wen said, seeming slightly drunk, his tone growing increasingly casual. It felt very warm, as if he regarded Lin Feng as his own junior, unconsciously closing the distance between them.
How could someone like him get drunk so easily? Old Master Wen, this four-hundred-year-old monster, was extremely shrewd in dealing with people. Unconsciously, he had become much closer to Lin Feng. Winning over a young man with limitless potential was clearly only beneficial, never harmful.
Old Master Wen chatted with Lin Feng about a few more topics. The conversation was light and never dull, always making Lin Feng feel his goodwill. He spoke little but with precision, making Lin Feng feel at home.
Feeling it was about time, Lin Feng proposed to leave. Old Master Wen didn't say much, only asking Wen Tian Ge and Wen Ao Xue to see him off, smiling: "You're all young people. You should interact more and get closer."
"Old Master, Lin Feng takes his leave." Lin Feng cupped his hands slightly toward Old Master Wen, then his body soared into the air. Wen Tian Ge and Wen Ao Xue accompanied him, flickering toward the outside of the Wen residence.
Although the Wen residence was vast, it took only a moment for Lin Feng and the other two to reach its outskirts. Lin Feng turned around and smiled at Wen Ao Xue and Wen Tian Ge: "Even a thousand-mile send-off must end. Please, both of you, return!"
"Alright, Brother Lin, take care!" Wen Tian Ge nodded to Lin Feng, while Wen Ao Xue simply smiled faintly.
At that moment, a faint furious roar drifted into Lin Feng's ears, as if coming from the void. A terrifying murderous aura suddenly burst forth. Lin Feng felt as if he were locked onto by a dreadful, ferocious energy. The next moment, overwhelming killing intent surged like a heavenly river, threatening to tear Lin Feng's body to shreds. This killing intent was too terrifying—it wanted all three of their lives.
"Whoosh!" Above them, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed—it was sword light. This ferocious sword enveloped all three of them, tracing a peculiar arc through the void. Instantly, the entire space seemed to transform into a terrifying vortex of slaughter. Lin Feng and the other two were all within this vortex. Under the sword, all three would die—one sword aimed at three.
This sword was too sudden, too fast. There was no time to counterattack. The three of them erupted like volcanoes, their power surging violently. Sword qi pierced the heavens from Lin Feng, demonic clouds rolling. From Wen Tian Ge and Wen Ao Xue, life-killing qi threatened to break through the nine heavens.
"Watch out behind!" Lin Feng's eyes suddenly swept behind Wen Tian Ge and Wen Ao Xue. A dazzling killing sword light appeared from the void, moving at an inconceivable speed. This sword didn't target Wen Ao Xue but stabbed directly at Wen Tian Ge. The target was clear—only one person: Wen Tian Ge.
"Behind!" Almost simultaneously, Wen Ao Xue also shouted at Lin Feng. Of course, even without Wen Ao Xue's shout, Lin Feng had already sensed it. Behind him, there was also a terrifying, ferocious killing aura. The three of them formed a perfect killing formation. Without a doubt, these were assassins—true assassins. Their concealment was so terrifying, their coordination so perfect.
The sword from above enveloped all three, but in truth, this sword couldn't kill anyone. A true assassin's sword kills only one person. But that sword had already given the three of them too great a threat, making the two swords from behind even more terrifying, more lethal.
Lin Feng's face instantly turned slightly pale. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. He could dodge this sword because he had the Space Long Robe, allowing him to instantly vanish into the void. But Wen Tian Ge was different. This sword was too fast, and the timing of its strike was too terrifying. Lin Feng didn't deny Wen Tian Ge's strength, but no matter how strong you are, there is still something that can take your life—assassins, true assassination-type killers.
And the killers before them were undoubtedly such outstanding assassins.
"Whoosh!" Although the distance between Lin Feng and Wen Tian Ge was short, at this moment he couldn't help the other. Everything depended on Wen Tian Ge himself. With a thought, Lin Feng's body sank into the void, as if suddenly disappearing. Almost the moment he vanished, that sword stabbed at his body, but it didn't hit him.
As Lin Feng disappeared, the life-killing intent on Wen Tian Ge raged wildly. At the same time, terrifying void power twisted his body, creating a sense of spatial chaos.
"Chi..." That sword stabbed into the chaotic space, unable to withdraw. Almost at the same moment, the sword from above also decisively stabbed toward Wen Tian Ge. Wen Tian Ge had already used all his power to dodge the previous attack.
"Whoosh!" A dazzling golden light descended—it was the light of an arrow, a brilliant killing arrow. This arrow shot directly at the sword above Wen Tian Ge's head. The terrifying force tilted the sword, deflecting it toward the front of Wen Tian Ge's head. The assassin's expression remained unchanged, as if nothing could disturb his resolve to kill Wen Tian Ge. His sword shifted slightly, intending to strike again, but Wen Ao Xue's life-killing sword had already thrust out. Sword qi hummed as the life-killing sword clashed with the assassin's killing sword, tip against tip.
"Break!" Wen Ao Xue roared. Terrifying life-killing essence force erupted wildly. The assassin's sword bent, and then with a tearing sound, the assassin's body suddenly flew out. An arrow pierced through his throat, taking his life.
"Kill!" Lin Feng also roared at this moment. His terrifying Demonic Slaughter Fist directly blasted the head of the figure beside him, causing it to explode. The opponent was a pure assassin—his most lethal strike was that first attack. Having failed, he was instantly killed by Lin Feng.
At the same time, Wen Tian Ge also killed toward another assassin. Though he didn't finish him instantly, the moment his life-killing sword qi bloomed, the entire void became a sword domain. Finally, his sword pinned the opponent alive. But Wen Tian Ge felt no joy in killing him. Although he had the upper hand and would have killed him eventually, the opponent had let himself be killed.
When assassination fails, seek death. This kind of assassin was too terrifying.
Lin Feng's gaze turned to a figure in the distance—the one holding the arrow. A black robe covered his body, and he wore a bamboo hat and veil, completely obscuring his face. It was none other than the Watcher.