# Chapter 1477: A Net to Catch All
When the law attack invaded his body, the first reaction on Flame Emperor's face was shock and disbelief, as if he couldn't believe this was real.
He had no defense whatsoever, not even the slightest trace of it. Once, Xiao Yan had been the genius pillar of Flame Mountain; he had always treated Xiao Yan as his own, meticulously nurturing him until he sent him out of this world. When they reunited again, he thought it would be a beautiful reunion of master and disciple. But he never dreamed that his beloved disciple, the one he had cultivated for decades, would send a destructive attack directly into his body upon his return.
If Flame Emperor had possessed even a shred of defense, even poisoned, he would not have allowed someone to send an attack into his body so easily. He was an Emperor; his perception was incredibly sharp. Unfortunately, the one who wanted his life was his disciple, a disciple he had no defenses against.
Feeling the destructive force rampaging wildly within his body, Flame Emperor's eyes showed pain and distortion as he stared at his beloved disciple before him. Xiao Yan's face no longer held a smile—only icy coldness and killing intent.
"Die!" Xiao Yan roared, then his body retreated explosively, fast as lightning.
"Roar..." Flame Emperor let out a terrifying howl. The earth cracked inch by inch, and the void was burned by terrifying flames, creating horrible black fissures as if demonic mouths had opened to devour this world.
A flame armor appeared before Xiao Yan, dazzling and brilliant, condensed from law power. However, when the attack descended, cracking sounds rolled forth. The armor developed cracks and then shattered. Xiao Yan's body was blasted back tens of thousands of meters, falling to the ground and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. The clothes on his chest were burned away, and his face showed a hint of paleness.
Not many people were paying attention to Flame Emperor's side because, in that instant just now, Xiao Yan wasn't the only one who had acted. Several disciples who had left a hundred years ago, like Heavenly Demon Emperor's disciple Chang Feng, had attacked their masters. However, the moment Chang Feng struck, Heavenly Demon Emperor seemed to sense something and counterattacked as the attack landed on his body, blasting the other party away.
"Why!" Flame Emperor let out a roar, as if heaven and earth were shaking. All over his body, terrifying flames spread, turning him into a man of fire.
"Master!" Hei Hei's face turned deathly pale. The one who was usually calm and loved to trick others now felt his hands and feet grow cold. His master had been ambushed by a senior brother from a hundred years ago. Martial Emperors possessed overwhelming power, their bodies tempered countless times, incredibly strong. But in the end, they were still flesh and blood. And the power of law attacks was terrifying. Without any defense, the other party had sent law attack power into his master's body, trying to kill Flame Emperor.
Stone Emperor, Lin Feng, and the others distanced themselves far away. Seeing the grief and indignation in Flame Emperor's eyes, Lin Feng also felt anger rising in his heart. Killing one's master—a heinous act against all morality. A dignified Martial Emperor was about to die at the hands of his own disciple. This was probably something Flame Emperor had never dreamed of.
"Heavenly Demon Emperor was barely safe. Lightning Emperor was also ambushed. And the Martial Emperors of Human Desire Paradise, Perching Phoenix Mountain, Falling Heaven Pavilion, and Illusory World Heavenly Palace—all suffered fatal attacks at the same instant. These returning disciples of the emperors brought not reunion, but destruction." Lin Feng murmured in his heart, feeling enveloped by a vast conspiracy. His gaze involuntarily turned toward Eastern Emperor. Today was Qi Yan's wedding, and Eastern Emperor had gathered all the emperors. If not for this banquet, no one could have poisoned the Martial Emperors scattered across different places simultaneously. Was this matter the doing of the Qi family and Qi Kingdom?
"There is no 'why.' It's just that you should die." Xiao Yan's killing intent radiated outward. He only felt his body enveloped by a powerful force, as if about to crush him into powder. He also controlled law power, and his law attacks were extremely terrifying, not inferior to Martial Emperors in this regard. What he currently lacked was comprehension of grand momentum. Flame Emperor was using grand momentum force to oppress him.
"Master, you've already been poisoned. Forcibly mobilizing power you can't control will only make you die faster." Xiao Yan's eyes held a smile as his steps retreated slightly. Even controlling law power, there was still a huge gap between him and a Martial Emperor, even one on the verge of destruction.
"Hei Hei, go!" Flame Emperor roared in fury, his entire body blazing with sky-covering flames. He didn't go to kill Xiao Yan but instead swept his palm, rolling Hei Hei's body up. Then he stepped forward, soaring into the air, firelight rushing toward the heavens in an instant. He knew he didn't have much time left. Even if he used heaven-defying power to suppress the law force destroying his body, he might survive but would become a cripple. But he was unwilling to accept this.
Xiao Yan, the master-killing traitor, must die!
"Boom!" In the sky above, a heaven-shaking palm print appeared. The earth-yellow palm seemed to crush an entire world, smashing down from the heavens, forcefully slamming Flame Emperor's body back to the ground. Flame Emperor's form even became somewhat illusory. His gaze fell on the figures appearing in the void, and his eyes felt increasingly cold—cold from head to toe.
"Master!" Hei Hei spat out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes were fixed on Flame Emperor, filled with grief and indignation. Everything had happened too fast, catching everyone off guard. Even now, his mind still felt somewhat dazed. Was this trip to the Qi Kingdom going to be a doomsday journey?
Hei Hei wasn't the only one grieving. Others felt the same. Heavenly Demon Emperor and the Six Desires Martial Emperor were relatively fine—they had blocked the killing techniques. But the five Martial Emperors of Falling Heaven Pavilion, Perching Phoenix Mountain, Human Desire Paradise, Lightning Emperor Island, and Illusory World Heavenly Palace had all suffered fatal injuries. Especially Lightning Emperor of Lightning Emperor Island. His original form was the Dark Gold Thunder Bird, a demonic beast with terrifying defense. Yet he had suffered the heaviest damage. A demonic beast that had once left Lightning Emperor Island had poured violent lightning law attacks into his body. His internal organs were all destroyed, his body shattered, as if about to be torn apart, possibly facing complete annihilation at any moment.
The one who had come with Lightning Emperor was Thunder Demon. Seeing the bloodshot eyes of Thunder Demon now, Lin Feng actually felt a trace of sympathy for him. This was a disaster—a calamity for the emperors.
The Martial Emperor of Human Desire Paradise had originally been handsome and elegant, but now only ferocity remained, his body drenched in blood. His already somewhat pale face had lost all color.
Feng Xuan and Feng Ling'er threw themselves onto the Martial Emperor of Perching Phoenix Mountain, their beautiful faces losing color. These two stunning women now seemed to feel the arrival of doomsday.
Six Desires Martial Emperor and Heavenly Demon Emperor breathed a sigh of relief, their gazes involuntarily turning to Yu Emperor with a hint of gratitude. Just now, Yu Emperor had shouted sharply at their heads at the critical moment, but still, cold sweat covered their bodies. That scene just now had been so close.
The bystander sees clearly—that was probably the meaning.
At this moment, the vast crowd of people slightly raised their heads, looking toward the void. There, a group of figures appeared, all draped in black robes. Their auras were vast, their life force surging, their bodies radiating powerful intent. The crowd could clearly feel the killing intent in their eyes.
"We're surrounded!" At this moment, a voice rang out. Black figures appeared on all sides, encircling this area in the middle.
"The one who attacked Flame Emperor just now used earth law attack power—a Martial Emperor-level expert. Among these people, there are Martial Emperors!" The crowd felt a chill run through their bodies. What terrifying force was this? The poisoners were probably them too. And those returning disciples of the emperors were likely all their people. It seemed these people intended to catch everyone in one net today, hunting down all the emperors.
Dead silence. The surrounding void was as silent as death, with only the sounds of breathing and heartbeats.
"Who are you people?" Eastern Emperor looked up, his gaze fixed on the figures in the void.
But no one paid him any attention. One of the figures looked toward the Envoy's table and said, "The Envoy has never concerned himself with matters of the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abysses. Please continue drinking, honored guests. If we have offended in any way, we will personally apologize later and present the antidote."
The Envoy smiled faintly, still so calm and carefree, saying nothing. The others at his table also watched everything unfold with great interest, without any worry in their eyes.
"The Emperor-Slaying Alliance?" At this moment, a voice rang out, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.
The Emperor-Slaying Alliance. Once besieged by the Eight Wastelands, rejected by both the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abysses, they had only occasionally sent out a few assassins. Now, they were striking out in full force again. Were they trying to swallow up the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abysses, to exterminate them completely?
The other side still said nothing. At this moment, a masked figure's exposed eyes held a sinister look as he extended his hand. That hand was withered and aged, as if it had endured cruel torture.
In that hand was a black pill. A hoarse and raspy voice came from the other's mouth.
"Whoever is willing to swallow this pill can live."
"A pill?" The crowd sneered inwardly. Poison, more likely. If they swallowed this poison, who knew what the consequences would be? Either die faster or be controlled by the other side, to be manipulated at will.
"I guarantee that if you swallow it, you can live well." The raspy voice rang out again. But everyone remained silent. They had cultivated to their current level, becoming powerful figures in their own right. To be enslaved by others? What meaning would there be in cultivating the martial path then?
Why had those genius prodigies who had left the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abysses fallen under the control of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance?
And Eastern Emperor—what role was he playing in today's events?
Although the Qi Kingdom appeared to be a victim as well, did the crowd truly dare to completely believe Eastern Emperor?