# Chapter 1494: Blustering
In the past Snow Moon incident, there was a Daoist who tricked eight Martial Emperors, making them sacrifice themselves, nearly being eroded by the Demon Emperor. This rumor spread throughout the Eight Wastelands, but aside from those who witnessed it with their own eyes, many were skeptical. But now that the Emperors themselves admitted it, it undoubtedly told everyone that the rumor was true, and the Daoist who had now become an Emperor was the same Daoist who had tricked the Emperors back then.
"This guy really has some nerve!" The crowd saw Yan Di sitting calmly on the Demon Lotus, his squinting eyes carrying a hint of slyness. Facing the many Emperors, he showed no fear at all—bold indeed.
"What, you were fooled by me back then, and now you still want to settle accounts with me?" Yan Di said with a squinting smile. "Today, I have become an Emperor, and I'm in a great mood. I don't want to cause trouble for you ants. All of you, get lost. Don't disturb me while I stabilize my cultivation!"
As Yan Di spoke, he waved his hand, calm and carefree, directly dismissing them, calling the Emperors ants and telling them to scram!
"This old bastard..." Lin Feng was speechless. This guy had guts.
The people of Flame Mountain were also sweating cold sweat for Yan Di. Although this man was not a Flame Mountain expert, he had become an Emperor at their Flame Mountain, and he was a Flame Martial Emperor. He also seemed familiar with Fu Hei. If he could take charge of Flame Mountain, it wouldn't be a bad thing for them.
"What an arrogant guy!" Wen Emperor was speechless. This damn Daoist.
"Senior Wen Emperor!" At this moment, Lin Feng spoke to Wen Emperor, making him look at Lin Feng.
"Senior, this guy's temperament is like this—he doesn't know his place. If he offended you in the past, please don't mind. He is a good friend of mine, and I hope you won't become his enemy," Lin Feng transmitted with a bitter smile. Wen Emperor was stunned upon hearing Lin Feng's words. Lin Feng and this bastard Daoist were friends?
"In the past, at the City of Fate, the Prophet once prophesied that he could protect my path. If Wen Tian Ge and Wen Ao Xue were here, they would definitely recognize him. Lin Feng has no reason to deceive you, senior," Lin Feng continued, seeing Wen Emperor's eyes flicker.
After pondering for a moment, a strange light flashed in Wen Emperor's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Alright, since that's the case, I won't trouble him. But this friend of yours is quite something!"
"Indeed, quite something!" Lin Feng agreed deeply.
Wen Emperor chose not to oppose Yan Di because of Lin Feng's connection. Yan Di, as a newly promoted Martial Emperor, could stand on the same front as their three Emperors. This would make their alliance stronger. Why not? Now, they just had to see how strong this guy really was!
Peng Emperor, Qi Emperor, Heavenly Dragon Emperor, and the others were not as easy to deal with as Wen Emperor. Hearing Yan Di's rude words, their cold aura grew even stronger. A mere newly promoted Emperor dared to speak such arrogant words.
"Doesn't know his place!" Qi Emperor said coldly.
Peng Emperor's golden armor was dazzling. The power of the Gold Law pierced through the void, shooting toward the sea of fire in the abyss.
"A mongrel bird dares to act arrogant in front of me? I happen to be lacking a mount. Come here, and I'll reluctantly take you in!" Yan Di's indifferent gaze swept over Peng Emperor in the void, speaking in a mocking tone. The Great Roc was naturally arrogant and proud. Being provoked repeatedly, it let out a furious cry. Suddenly, golden light spread across heaven and earth as Peng Emperor transformed into his true form, his hundred-meter-long golden wings dazzling beyond compare.
"Kill!" With a sharp cry, Peng Emperor shot down from the sky. The dazzling golden light reached its peak intensity. Wherever it passed, black cracks appeared in space, the void torn apart by his body. The terrifying storm of nothingness startled the crowd, forcing them to retreat.
"Go!" Yan Di waved his hand, and instantly, both he and Fu Hei disappeared from their spot. Peng Emperor's body shot into the Demon Lotus.
"Boom!" A surge of blazing flames devoured heaven and earth. In an instant, Flame Mountain erupted. Endless flames rolled and surged, engulfing the collision point. There, crimson and black demonic flames intertwined.
The figures in the void quickly retreated and dodged. The Emperors' faces stiffened as they moved themselves and those beside them away. In that chaotic space, the flames completely erupted, as if a terrifying grand formation had been triggered, burying Peng Emperor's body.
"Screech!" A sky-rending sharp cry came from the chaotic sea of fire, but the crowd still couldn't see Peng Emperor's shadow. Only clusters of flames, like volcanic eruptions, were continuously blasted toward the sky.
"This old bastard..." Lin Feng's eyes were wide with shock. He had almost forgotten—this fake Emperor had always been good at tricking and killing. Although he had spent a long time with the fake Emperor, he would never know what his true trump cards were, nor how strong he really was.
The rolling roar shook heaven and earth. Finally, the chaotic flames were broken apart, and Peng Emperor's figure reappeared. However, seeing Peng Emperor at this moment, everyone felt their hearts tremble violently, a cold wind sweeping through their bodies.
Especially the Martial Emperors. Even though they were above the scorching Flame Mountain, they felt a chill in their hearts.
At this moment, Peng Emperor's golden armor was shattered. Golden blood seeped through the golden scale patterns, large drops of golden blood continuously dripping downward. His hundred-meter-long golden wings seemed to have lost their former glory, stained with a layer of golden blood. Even wisps of black flames still clung to the golden feathers.
This was Peng Emperor, known as the strongest defense in the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abyss. Yet, with just one strike, he was lured into a terrifying chaotic formation, and after coming out, he was in such a miserable state. The Martial Emperors could almost imagine what would happen if they had gone in. Could they have walked out alive? Thinking of this, how could they not feel a chill, cold sweat breaking out all over?
That bastard Daoist had been speaking with contempt for Martial Emperors, deliberately provoking their anger. He was baiting them to attack him. Anyone who made a move would end up like Peng Emperor!
At this moment, Peng Emperor's expression was terrifyingly cold. Without a word, he stared fixedly at the chaotic flames below. As they calmed down, in the flame abyss, Yan Di in his Daoist robe appeared again. He slightly raised his head to look at Peng Emperor in the void and said gloomily, "What a pity. I didn't manage to roast you. The flesh and blood of a mongrel bird Golden-Winged Great Roc are all great supplements!"
"Screech!" Peng Emperor, humiliated by such words, let out a furious cry. The Gold Law transformed into countless dazzling golden arrows, shooting toward the flames below. The entire sky was filled with golden arrows, each as sharp as his feathers.
Yan Di drew a line in the void with his hand, instantly tearing open a rift. The golden arrows shooting toward him all entered the rift. The Daoist remained calm and carefree, standing there with ease.
"This..." Wen Emperor was stunned at the sight, then speechless. Where did this Daoist come from? How was he so terrifying? And how did Lin Feng become friends with such a person?
"Come out and fight!" Peng Emperor's huge pupils were icy cold as he roared at Yan Di in the abyss.
"Hmph, if he comes out, he'll surely die. That's why he's hiding like a turtle," Dan Emperor mocked coldly.
"A trash Martial Emperor like you dares to show off in front of me? If I come out, do you dare to fight me one-on-one? I'll make you fall in Flame Mountain!" Yan Di's gaze swept over Dan Emperor, his voice icy cold, making Dan Emperor's expression stiffen. Seeing Peng Emperor's miserable state, he no longer underestimated Yan Di as he had before. He only wanted to provoke him with words to come out. But ironically, although he had lived for many years, he was still a child compared to Yan Di. Could he provoke Yan Di? Was that possible?
Yan Di had only appeared a few times in everyone's sight. The first time, he tricked eight Martial Emperors alone. This time, he directly proved his Dao and became an Emperor. Seeing the descending Law power, they even suspected that Yan Di had become an Emperor on his own, without relying on Law Fate power. Such an Emperor was stronger than those who relied on Fate. They had comprehended the Dao purely by themselves, understanding the power of heaven and earth, making their control and application stronger.
Seeing Dan Emperor silent, Yan Di said contemptuously, "Almost old enough to be buried in the ground, yet still just a trash Martial Emperor. And you haven't improved at all. You only have the nerve to talk but not to fight. If I were you, I wouldn't be here making a fool of myself, lest you lose all your face."
"Ha..." Dan Emperor exhaled, his expression growing colder. Although a Martial Emperor's heart was not easily shaken, Yan Di's insults were indeed harsh. It was as if he really was a trash Martial Emperor, making him feel utterly humiliated.
"And you, Qi Emperor, right? I heard you're good at bullying juniors. Now that I've achieved the Emperor position, I'm not very familiar with the Martial Emperor realm. Do you dare to spar with me? Let me get familiar with the Martial Emperor realm." Yan Di's gaze then fell on Qi Emperor, making everyone's hearts twitch. Was this Emperor-tricking Daoist going to provoke them all one by one today?
"I'll help you practice!" Peng Emperor's golden body radiated outward, his gaze sharp as a blade.
"It's not your turn yet. Since all of you are here to pressure me, of course I want to see which of you are trash and which have real strength. If you're trash, don't make a fool of yourselves here. Get out of Flame Mountain early. From now on, Flame Mountain is my territory."
Yan Di blustered without restraint, continuing to look at Qi Emperor and said, "Fight or not, just say the word. I tricked you back then, and now I'm right in front of you. If you don't dare, then don't make a fool of yourself here. Get lost together with that trash old man beside you, lest your disciples and descendants lose face."
Qi Emperor exhaled, his aura icy cold. If he also refused to fight, where would his dignity be?
"Fight!" Qi Emperor let out a cold cry. A smile appeared on Yan Di's lips as he looked at the others and said, "Since you all want to settle accounts with me, one by one. Let me practice first. Of course, if you want to gang up on me, I won't mind either!"
"Shameless enough!" Lin Feng rolled his eyes. This guy kept saying he didn't mind if they all came at once. With his personality, if he really didn't mind, he would have come out long ago, and the Emperors would have attacked together. But by saying this now, which Martial Emperor would still be thick-skinned enough to join forces against him? After becoming an Emperor, this bastard was still the same as before—shameless and proud of it!
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