# Chapter 1497: Heavenly Terrace Disciples Gather
Lin Feng knew his speculation was correct, and many questions he had encountered before were suddenly answered. Everyone who entered the Twelve Divine Palaces was a genius prodigy because they were all top figures from various small worlds. He also remembered that little girl Xiao Ya had once said that Holy City Central Continent was an independent space world because it was a true great world. Furthermore, after he released the Three Lives Demon Emperor, that place had vanished from existence. This small world simply could not contain him; he had probably already shattered the void and left long ago.
But there were still many questions lingering in Lin Feng's mind. In the Three Lives Scripture, what was that thing that shattered the void and departed? When one ascended to the imperial throne in this world, why did the power of laws pour in from beyond the heavens? Did the laws of the great world permeate the entire scope of small worlds? Laws were a kind of rule within heaven and earth, and only by becoming an emperor could one touch this kind of rule power.
Yan Di patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Alright, let's go down!"
Lin Feng nodded, and the two descended into the sky. In a short while, they were back on the Flame Mountain Range.
"Lin Feng, although you haven't seen much of the world, with this emperor here, you won't suffer any grievances. This great emperor will one day take you to explore the true world." Yan Di spoke with a serious tone and solemn expression, causing Lin Feng to roll his eyes. Looking at the pseudo-emperor in that Daoist robe, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed lecherous.
"Focus on your own cultivation. Otherwise, the great Yan Di might be caught up and left behind by me. Don't forget that you will encounter bottlenecks, but I won't!" Lin Feng unceremoniously struck back at this guy, making Yan Di glare fiercely at Lin Feng. After all, he was a remnant soul from the past. The closer he got to his previous cultivation level, the harder it would be to cultivate further. To reach his former realm or even surpass it would be very difficult.
"I'm leaving." Lin Feng's long robe fluttered as he departed gracefully. With that pitiful emperor guy present at Flame Mountain, there was no need to worry about anything. As for Yan Di's own safety, Lin Feng was completely at ease. If the Emperor-Slaying Alliance came to ambush him, they might end up leaving a batch of people behind.
According to Yan Di, this was just a small world. How could a group of emperors who had never seen the world and didn't understand true Martial Emperor strength compare to the great Yan Di? Once this guy stabilized his cultivation and law power, he might really be able to slay Martial Emperors of the same realm.
After leaving Flame Mountain, Lin Feng traveled from the Southern Wasteland region all the way toward the Western Wasteland. He did not take the shortcut through the Void Battlefield passage to go directly to the Western Wasteland but instead prepared to traverse this vast territory. With more than twenty days remaining, Lin Feng was not in a hurry. Why not temper his heart amidst the mortal world? Since his last heart-tempering experience in the mortal world, in recent years, Lin Feng realized he had been somewhat restless, with too much killing intent. He should also take some time to slow down. Although martial arts advanced by stepping over bones, one should not let killing cloud one's mind. The reason humans were human was that they needed to have things worth holding onto, to have their own principles.
Though he had lofty ambitions, he still needed a calm and unruffled heart to see further and go higher!
Five days later, at the border between the Southern Wasteland and the Western Wasteland, there was a huge lake with many islands, breathtakingly beautiful, exuding a hint of immortal atmosphere.
On a small boat, Lin Feng lay on the deck, basking in the sunlight, warm and comfortable. Occasionally, a few voices chatting and the sound of a zither reached his ears, adding to the mortal world atmosphere.
"In Biyun Lake, immortal islands stand in abundance, beauties like clouds. Young master, why not sit up and enjoy the view?" The boatman rowed and said to Lin Feng with a light smile.
"Even if beauties are like clouds and rivers and mountains are like paintings, if they are not mine, why bother looking?" Lin Feng rested his head on his hands and said casually with a smile, "Why are there so many fairy maidens playing music in this Biyun Lake?"
"Young master is an interesting person. But what you may not know is that many of the immortal islands in Biyun Lake are actually places where martial artists trade. The immortal pavilions on each island are a faction, and these playing fairy maidens are people from these factions, attracting guests to the islands." The boatman said with a smile. Lin Feng smiled faintly and didn't ask further, still enjoying his own tranquility. Every corner of the earth had its own rules, and this Biyun Lake was no different.
After learning that the world he lived in was a small world, Lin Feng's state of mind seemed to have undergone a subtle change. He became more open-minded and took external things very lightly.
The small boat drifted across the lake. The sound of the zither lingered, and there were even beautiful women dancing in pavilions on the water. But Lin Feng still closed his eyes, enjoying the beautiful sunlight.
Ten days later, on a vast wilderness, a figure ran wildly and unrestrainedly across the plain, stirring up gusts of wind, blowing down dead trees and cutting through grass.
Half a month later, in a small village, under an ancient tree, the cry of a baby came. Then a young woman held the child and breastfed him. The baby's crying stopped, and he quietly sucked his mother's essence. Leaves fell from the ancient tree not far away, as if there was a hint of autumn coolness in the air. The young woman looked toward the ancient tree in the distance and saw a young, handsome man carrying an ancient sword on his back, looking at her with a smile.
The young woman's face suddenly showed a trace of panic. But she saw that the young man's eyes were clear, without any hint of evil, and his smile was warm, like sunlight exuding warmth. This made her face slightly blush. She turned around, lowering her head slightly.
After a moment, the young woman covered the exposed part of her body and looked back toward the ancient tree, but the young man was nowhere to be seen.
Twenty days later, in an ancient city, in front of an old house that had weathered countless years, a white-clothed young man sat on the ground, looking up at the sunset in the sky. His body lazily leaned against the wall covered with green moss, his arms crossed in front of him, his lazy eyes narrowed into slits. How were the wisps of clouds woven by the sunset on the horizon formed?
This was a small world. Why were there stars, a moon, and a blazing sun and red clouds? What kind of rules were these?
When one became an emperor, the power of laws gathered from beyond the heavens. What kind of powerful heavenly rule was this? Was everything in the dark governed by heavenly fate, or was everything man-made?
These things seemed still quite distant from Lin Feng. To obtain tranquility, he did not continue to think too much.
The sunset gradually weakened. Lin Feng still lay there until night fell. His eyes also closed slightly. In the quiet night, occasionally a few sounds of breaking through the air brushed past him, but they did not disturb his sweet dreams.
When dawn came and a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon, he stood up and leisurely walked into the streets of the small city, experiencing the local customs. Sometimes he encountered fights and vendettas, even blood splashing on him, but his heart remained unmoved. He was just a passerby in this small city. He was not a savior and could not manage the affairs of the world. He had never been a good person. There were already countless bones under his sword.
Perhaps one day, when he had the qualifications to construct the rules of this world, he would take care of this world. But no one knew how far away that day would be.
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The city closest to the Heavenly Dragon Mountain Range was Ancient Dragon City. This city had also weathered countless years of baptism. It was prosperous and bustling, one of the cities with the strongest martial arts atmosphere in the Eight Wastelands. One of the Martial Emperor forces of the Eight Wastelands, the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, was located at the end of Ancient Dragon City, bordering the Heavenly Dragon Mountain Range. And the Heavenly Dragon Mountain Range was the agreed meeting place for the Heavenly Terrace.
At this moment, a white-clothed young man walked through Ancient Dragon City, covered in the dust of travel. However, his eyes were extremely clear, like water waves, as if they could reflect a person's soul.
The young man strolled through the city, calm and indifferent, attracting many sidelong glances. What an ethereal temperament. Moreover, under their gaze, in just a few breaths, the young man's figure had disappeared from their sight. His slow steps gave the illusion of stepping into the void with each step.
"I bet that young man's cultivation is definitely a prodigy figure of the Eight Wastelands." On a wine tavern, someone leaned against the eaves, looking at the disappearing figure below.
"Possibly. Then tell me, who do you think he is?" The person beside him agreed. With that person's temperament, he must be an extraordinary figure, perhaps a prodigy of the Eight Wastelands.
"So young, carrying an ancient sword on his back, fond of white clothes, somewhat like Lin Feng!" That person murmured. After the name slipped out, his gaze suddenly trembled, and he exchanged a look with the person beside him.
"Lin Feng!" That person was shocked in his heart, looking in the direction Lin Feng had disappeared. The direction he was heading was the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress!
If it really was Lin Feng, arriving at Ancient Dragon City and stepping into the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, what did this mean? Thinking of this, their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if they had discovered some secret!
Heavenly Dragon Mountain Range, wind and sand rolled. A white-clothed figure walked in the yellow sand.
The mountain range was filled with rolling yellow sand, and the wilderness was empty. Lin Feng stopped, looked around, and thought to himself: "Today is the agreed time. I wonder if the senior brothers have arrived!"
At this moment, a tearing sound rolled in, and then the yellow sand rolled apart, slowly splitting open. More than a dozen cracks in the yellow sand opened together, vaguely showing a tendency to swallow Lin Feng.
"Haha, Lin Feng, you arrived right on time!" A long howl came out, and Xing Zhan's body broke through the sand. Not only him, but in front of Lin Feng, people broke out from every crack. Except for Mu Chen and Hou Qinglin, all ten of the other personal disciples of the Heavenly Terrace had arrived!
"Senior brothers, it seems you have all made great progress!" Lin Feng saw familiar faces and said with a smile, "When will the master come?"
"Lin Feng, the master is waiting for us at the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress!" Tian Chi stepped forward and said with a smile, making Lin Feng's expression freeze. Waiting at the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress?
Turning his gaze, Lin Feng looked into the distance at the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress at the end of Ancient Dragon City. Because the Heavenly Dragon Mountain Range bordered it, he could see it clearly!
"More than a year ago, the three forces of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, the Qi Family, and the Sikong Family marched on our Heavenly Terrace, forcing the Heavenly Terrace to temporarily disband. Later, Ruoxie, Lin Feng, and Qing Tian had a great fight at the Qi Family. How satisfying! Now, let all the senior brothers go to the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress together!" Tian Chi said with a faint smile, then took a step forward, his body soaring into the sky!
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