# Chapter 1481: The Truth
The crowd's gazes swept across this vast space, occasionally looking up at the void. The Watchers' figures flickered as they returned to positions behind the Watcher Father, their auras already completely concealed.
"Everyone, I believe you have all seen the ambition of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance this time. They intend to swallow up the Eight Wastelands Realm and the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms." The Watcher Father's gaze swept across the crowd as he spoke slowly. "Today, five Martial Emperors unfortunately met their end. Among them, the four major powers—Heavenly Desire Pavilion, Falling Heaven Pavilion, Illusory World Heavenly Palace, and Flame Mountain—no longer have Martial Emperors guarding them. I know that some among you harbor ill intentions, but I warn you here: if anyone moves against these powers, they will be regarded as members of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance and will be jointly attacked by the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abyss. These powers may still exist within the Eight Wastelands Realm, but any Martial Emperor-level cultivator is forbidden from attacking them."
Upon hearing the Watcher Father's words, the crowd's expressions tightened slightly. The juniors brought by those four Martial Emperors showed gratitude. With the Watcher Father's words, they could be protected for a time. However, they still needed to step into the Martial Emperor Realm as soon as possible; otherwise, they would inevitably decline and fade away until they were swallowed up by others.
"Furthermore, several Martial Emperors from Perching Phoenix Mountain and Thunder Emperor Island have also suffered severe injuries and need to recuperate in peace. No Martial Emperor may disturb them; otherwise, they will also be regarded as members of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance." The Watcher Father continued speaking, his voice icy cold. The Emperor-Slaying Alliance's goal was to swallow the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abyss, sweeping all powers into their net. By killing those Martial Emperors, the world would belong to them.
"Now, both the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abyss have fallen into danger. Since the Emperor-Slaying Alliance has resolved to strike with full force, a period of devastating calamity will surely follow. I hope all Emperors will set aside their differences and unite against the external enemy. I take my leave." With these words, the Watcher Father's figure flickered and vanished, and the Watchers followed behind him, leaving this realm.
"The Watcher Alliance is an organization that has existed since ancient times. Once, the Emperor-Slaying Alliance had great ambitions to swallow this world. The Emperors had no choice but to unite and establish the Watcher Alliance, passing it down through generations to oppose the Emperor-Slaying Alliance. It has been countless years since then. Now, the Emperor-Slaying Alliance's ambitions have expanded once again. This time, it may become a disaster."
Beside Lin Feng, the old man's voice was weak. After the Emperors had left, his previously straight body hunched slightly. He coughed and covered his mouth with his hand, but Lin Feng keenly caught a trace of crimson color.
"Senior, you are injured, yet you still came to protect this junior. I dare not forget this kindness!" Lin Feng said gratefully. This old man was, of course, the sweeping elder from the Sword Pavilion's Sword Tomb. Lin Feng had long known that the old man was a powerful Martial Emperor. As for who he was, whether he was the Skyless Sword Emperor, it didn't matter. He was merely a severely injured Martial Emperor.
The old man shook his head and smiled. "In the past, I too received the protection of the Watcher Father. Coming here today is not entirely for your sake."
Lin Feng nodded slightly. It seemed that the Emperor-Slaying Alliance and the Watcher Alliance had existed in the old man's era, and the old man had also been protected by the Watcher Father of that generation.
"I'll take my leave now!" The old man said softly to Lin Feng, then turned and drifted away. With each step, he traversed a void, and in an instant, he had completely disappeared from this place.
The later arrivals also departed, but this wedding had clearly lost all meaning. This was supposed to be the grand wedding of Qi Yan and Xue Biyao. Now, Qi Yan was dead, assassinated. How could there still be a wedding?
Xue Biyao's beautiful eyes held a dazed expression. Today was her wedding day, yet the man who was about to become her husband had been killed. Strangely, she felt no heartache at all, as if he were merely a stranger to her. Even if she had lost her memory, there should have been an instinctive reaction. But Qi Yan's death stirred no emotional fluctuation within her. This made Xue Biyao's mind even more chaotic. Who should she believe?
"Boom!" At that moment, a terrifying aura of slaughter suddenly descended upon this realm. A figure stepped through the void, exuding an incomparably powerful aura.
"The aura of a Mid-rank Emperor!" The crowd's expressions tightened as they looked at the approaching figure. He walked before the Sikong Martial Emperor, staring at his disfigured corpse. The head had been shattered, the person killed, the soul scattered—there was no chance of revival.
"A Mid-rank Emperor from the Sikong Clan has arrived!" The crowd thought to themselves. Without a doubt, this person must be a Mid-rank Emperor of the Sikong Clan.
"The assassins of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance seem to have deliberately targeted the Sikong Clan and my Qi Clan. After killing Sikong Ling, they then killed my son, Qi Huang, and also murdered Qi Yan." The Eastern Emperor's voice was cold. Suddenly, his sharp gaze fell upon the Wen Emperor. "When the Emperor-Slaying Alliance killed Sikong Ling, the Wen Emperor actually prevented others from rescuing him. What is the meaning of this?"
"Are you trying to say that my Wen Clan is connected to the Emperor-Slaying Alliance?" The Wen Emperor sneered at the Eastern Emperor. "On the contrary, it is you, Eastern Emperor. Don't forget that this banquet was hosted by you. The Emperors were poisoned at the banquet and then caught in a net by the Emperor-Slaying Alliance. If my father hadn't held back that Mid-rank Emperor, even more Martial Emperors would have fallen. Anyone with a bit of intelligence should understand that the Qi Clan's suspicion is far greater than my Wen Clan's."
"My son Qi Yan was killed by the Emperor-Slaying Alliance!" The Eastern Emperor roared in anger.
"That doesn't rule out the possibility of the Qi Clan's involvement." The Wen Emperor continued coldly.
"Hmph!" The Eastern Emperor snorted coldly, his expression ugly. "This banquet ends here. Everyone, please leave on your own."
On what was supposed to be a wedding day, joy had turned into mourning. The Eastern Emperor felt the urge to kill but had to restrain himself. When his gaze swept over the Wen Emperor, Yu Emperor, Lin Feng, and the others, his eyes were the coldest.
"Emperors were poisoned at your Qi Kingdom's banquet, and now with a simple 'everyone leave on your own,' you try to brush everything aside. And you even seem reluctant—what a fine face you show!" The Wen Emperor sneered. His gaze fell on Xue Biyao. "Xue Biyao, you have also seen the Qi Clan's true face. My thoughts are the same as the Yu Emperor's. You have been deceived. Fortunately, the one who deceived you is now dead. It would be best for you to leave here now and not make a mistake!"
"Boom!" The Eastern Emperor's aura surged outward, overwhelmingly powerful.
"Eastern Emperor, where is your Mid-rank Emperor's bearing now!" The Wen Emperor shouted loudly. The crowd's eyes all fixed on the Eastern Emperor, causing his expression to stiffen. He restrained his aura again and said coldly, "You go too far. My son died at the hands of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance's assassins, yet you still insult him like this. You won't even let the dead rest!"
"Everyone in the Eight Wastelands knows about our grievances and grudges. So what if I insult the dead? I am standing right here in your Qi Kingdom right now. If you want to kill me, feel free to make a move!" The Wen Emperor continued to provoke the Eastern Emperor, as if doing so deliberately.
The Eastern Emperor's expression turned extremely cold, but in the end, he did not make a move. He pointed at the Wen Emperor and said icily, "Get out of my Qi Kingdom!"
"Don't forget that you invited all the Emperors here. Now that the Emperors' poison remains unneutralized, you tell me to get out. How ridiculous." The Wen Emperor sneered and then spoke to Xue Biyao again. "Xue Biyao, although you have lost your memory, your judgment remains. Your master has already attached himself to the Qi Clan, making you a sacrifice. As for whether your relationship with Lin Feng is as sordid as your master claims, it's very simple. Just go to the Eight Wastelands and make inquiries. You will know the truth. Your master cannot seal everyone's mouths."
Xue Biyao's expression froze. Indeed, she only needed to go to the Eight Wastelands to investigate and she would know everything.
"Biyao, do you believe them or your master?" The Alchemy Emperor's long beard fluttered as he spoke indifferently.
Xue Biyao hesitated for a moment, then finally shook her head. "Master, Biyao is unfilial. I want to be alone for a while to calm down. I'm leaving."
With that, Xue Biyao's figure flickered, and she drifted away. This scene made the Alchemy Emperor's expression stiffen. He glanced at the Wen Emperor with some embarrassment.
"Everyone, the Eastern Emperor probably still has funeral arrangements to attend to. Let us not disturb him further. Let us all leave. The poison's effect is gradually fading; it seems to have a time limit. So there's no need to trouble the Eastern Emperor. Of course, we couldn't count on him anyway. I'll go first."
The Wen Emperor said loudly, then nodded to the Yu Emperor.
"Heavenly Demon Emperor, Six Desires Martial Emperor, Perching Phoenix Emperor, would you all like to come together?" The Yu Emperor looked at the other Martial Emperors and spoke to them.
"With pleasure." The Heavenly Demon Emperor smiled slightly. The Six Desires Martial Emperor naturally would not refuse either. As for the Perching Phoenix Martial Emperor, who was injured and inconvenienced, traveling with the Yu Emperor and the others would naturally be best.
"Let's go." The Yu Emperor said to Lin Feng and the others, then waved his hand. Immediately, a group of people soared into the air and disappeared from this space in an instant, without any lingering attachment.
The other Emperors also departed one after another, some traveling together, some leaving alone. In short, they all left.
After a long time, the Envoy and those from the Central Continent also left. In that vast space, the banquet tables remained. A cracking sound could be heard—it was the sound of the Eastern Emperor clenching his fists. Beside him, the Mid-rank Emperor of the Sikong Clan was still there, along with Qi Huang.
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky. This person's appearance was almost identical to the Eastern Emperor's, making it impossible to tell them apart.
"What exactly is going on here?" The Sikong Clan's Martial Emperor's eyes burst with killing intent as he stared at the figure who had appeared, his expression ugly.
"Two people cannot be found!" The arriving figure said coldly, his face equally ugly.
"The ones who killed my son and Qi Yan?" The Sikong Clan's Martial Emperor's expression turned icy, killing intent surging.
The other party nodded. His clenched fists also emitted continuous cracking sounds.
"How ridiculous! Two figures at the Sovereign Lord level turned into two Martial Emperors, and you didn't even know!" The Sikong Martial Emperor's expression was very cold.
"You should understand that by the time I discovered it, you had also discovered it. But by then, it was impossible for us to stop everything from happening. Was I supposed to order them not to touch Qi Yan, not to kill the Sikong Clan's people?" That Mid-rank Emperor said coldly. The Sikong Martial Emperor was speechless, left only with icy silence!