# Chapter 1510: Coercion
Outside the vast mansion of the Qi Clan, a profound silence had fallen. At this moment, everyone remained silent as both sides continued their standoff.
The gazes of Eastern Emperor, Qi Emperor, and the others were all fixed on Yu Emperor's face, as if trying to discern his thoughts from those pitch-black pupils. But all they saw was a faint smile—a calm, unruffled expression that revealed nothing beyond a light grin.
The distant onlookers were all gazing at this stretch of void. Amidst this silence, they could feel the heavy sense of oppression. They all understood that this quiet was brewing a terrifying storm—once unleashed, it would be a world-shattering great battle. At this moment, it wasn't just them feeling oppressed; even Eastern Emperor, Qi Emperor, and the others were likely feeling the same pressure!
Time passed slowly. Half an incense stick's worth of time was far too short—even under this oppressive atmosphere, it seemed to flow quickly.
Mu Chen's hand moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Time's up. It seems the Qi Clan has no intention of accepting the challenge. In that case, disciples of the Heavenly Terrace, we are willing to battle the entire Qi Clan!"
"Go!" Mu Chen said in a low voice. Lin Feng and the others' bodies began to move. Instantly, robes fluttered, and the slight rustling sound of wind hitting fabric fell upon the ears of the Qi Clan's camp, sounding especially sharp and piercing.
The Qi Clan naturally would not sit idly by and wait for death. The moment Lin Feng and the others stepped into the Qi Clan, dazzling spatial light beams lit up throughout the entire Qi Clan. It was precisely the Qi Clan activating their Floating Heaven Grand Formation. Huge floating spatial diagrams drifted above the Qi Clan, blotting out the sky. Beams of light cascaded down from the heavens, locking onto the bodies of Lin Feng and the others from the Heavenly Terrace.
Mu Chen also followed the Heavenly Terrace members forward. Glancing at the Floating Heaven Grand Formation in the void, he spoke indifferently: "Three people per formation. If anyone is trapped, rescue them immediately. Disperse!"
The crowd's bodies suddenly scattered. Lin Feng and Ruoxie formed one formation. Excluding Mu Chen, there were eleven people from the Heavenly Terrace in total, so one formation had to consist of two people. The two of them had cooperated once before, so having one fewer person didn't matter.
Lin Feng's gaze shot forward, and in an instant, he saw a sharp edge similarly aimed at him. Seeing the young figure ahead, killing intent bloomed on Lin Feng's body.
"I'll go slay him!" Lin Feng's steps crossed forward, incredibly fast. That young man was Qi Zang, a rising genius of the Qi Clan whom Lin Feng had seen in a tavern a year ago.
Qi Zang clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng to come straight for him. His martial soul diagram rushed out of his body, instantly enveloping him. Stepping through the void, his body frantically retreated.
"Curse!" The Death Essence enveloped Qi Zang's body, plunging him entirely into the shadow of death. Qi Zang's speed was fast—in the blink of an eye, he had retreated millions of meters—but Lin Feng was even faster. With each step he took, it seemed to leave peculiar patterns in the void. One step, one void. He directly sent a terrifying palm strike slashing toward Qi Zang ahead. This casual palm strike carried the might of a great momentum and the intent of death, also infused with the heaviness of Earth Essence. The palm wind alone gave Qi Zang a suffocating sensation, pressing down on him so he couldn't breathe. This was a death trap.
"Qi Zang!" Qi Qianxing's expression suddenly froze. After the covenant of the emperors, this was the most talented young man of the Eight Wastelands Qi Clan. But now, he was about to be buried at Lin Feng's hands.
Terrifying void power rippled. Qi Qianxing wanted to make a move, but he saw Mu Chen's gaze shift slightly, his cold eyes fixed on him, causing the spatial power rippling around him to suddenly stagnate.
"No..." A miserable scream pierced Qi Qianxing's eardrums. Then his eyes could no longer see Qi Zang's figure. Qi Zang's entire being had been obliterated under Lin Feng's heaven-shaking palm strike. At this moment, Lin Feng was collecting his spoils of war, causing Qi Qianxing's eyes to be filled with terrifying killing intent.
As if sensing Qi Qianxing's killing gaze, Lin Feng deliberately looked toward him. At the same time, his palm swung backward. A flash of sword light passed, and instantly, a person's body was split open and killed.
"Kill him!" Qi Qianxing said coldly, his voice spreading throughout the entire Qi Clan.
Suddenly, the Floating Heaven Diagram in the void released terrifying light. Beams of light descended from the sky, just like last time, about to lock Lin Feng's body in place again.
"Don't waste time. Even if this Floating Heaven Diagram can lock my body now, does your Qi Clan still have anyone who can kill me?" Lin Feng shouted coldly at Qi Qianxing, incredibly arrogant, as if the Qi Clan had no one worth mentioning.
At this moment, the personal disciples of the Heavenly Terrace had already begun their slaughter within the Qi Clan. Hardly anyone could block the attacks of the Heavenly Terrace disciples. Most people were no match for the Heavenly Terrace's experts, crumbling at their first strike. Only a few individuals with formidable strength could resist for a moment, but even they faced certain death before the powerful formation of three Heavenly Terrace members.
Watching the Qi Clan members fall one after another, the Heavenly Terrace experts continuously slaughtering deeper into the Qi Clan, the eyes of Qi Emperor and the others grew colder and colder.
"Buzz!" A beam of light descended from the sky, trapping Lin Feng's body. Suddenly, several extremely powerful auras surged upward, descending upon Lin Feng. From below, spatial swords tore through the air, killing toward Lin Feng.
"What sharp attacks. These must be the remaining elite experts of the Qi Clan, right?" Lin Feng said coldly. A massive axe appeared in his hand, and even from within his body, another giant axe rushed out, hovering above Lin Feng's head, radiating a powerful sense of force. The light of the giant axe reflected onto the large axe in Lin Feng's palm, filling it with even more boundless, domineering power.
"Break!" Terrifying force slashed downward, as if splitting the void itself, cutting out a fearsome beam of light.
"Chi!" A figure was cleaved in two, blood gushing forth. However, the other spatial sword lights stabbed toward Lin Feng, converging together as if to tear through space and slash at him.
"Boom!" Lin Feng swung his axe downward again, his body rolling and soaring upward. Seeing the sword light piercing through his axe's radiance, his palm trembled slightly, and instantly, massive peaks pressed down with a rolling force.
In the void, light scattered down. A heaven-seizing killing strike slashed down from the sky. Lin Feng looked up and saw that terrifying, deadly beam of light instantly pouring toward him. Several elite experts had also appeared above, all gathered here to kill Lin Feng. If there was one Heavenly Terrace disciple the Qi Clan hated most, it was undoubtedly Lin Feng.
The Celestial Fate Sword instantly left its sheath, tearing through the air. At the same time, the Mad Demon roared, and a demonic figure leaped out from Lin Feng's body, charging toward the sky. Lin Feng himself rushed downward, his entire being seeming to transform into a giant sword. The large axe in his hand was hurled downward with force.
His hands formed terrifying Demonic Slaughter Fists, rolling through the air, blasting toward the space below, moving together with the large axe. In this narrow, trapped space, there was no room to dodge—only head-on collisions.
"Kill! Kill!" Those below were blasted into bloody messes. Two died on the spot, but still, experts charged upward, their swords intent on killing Lin Feng.
Lin Feng flipped his palm, and mountain ranges crashed down like an avalanche. His body was covered in layers of earth and rock, along with towering demonic flames. Sword lights broke through the peaks and rocks—even in death, they wanted to kill Lin Feng. The swords finally managed to reach Lin Feng, but his palms seemed to have transformed into indestructible force. With every tremor, they pressed down with extreme heaviness, while the power of the Death Curse poured down madly.
"Boom!" Almost simultaneously, the terrifying spatial light pillar was forcefully shattered. Tian Chi, Ruoxie, and the others had joined forces to break through the binding void light pillar, charging toward the experts above.
Below, Lin Feng collided with those people. The void exploded violently. Sword lights rampaged through heaven and earth. Giant rocks crumbled wildly, completely destroyed and collapsing.
Lin Feng's body was left with numerous wounds, but those who had come to assassinate him were reduced to cold corpses—or not even corpses remained.
Reaching out to touch the blood on his body, strands of life force suddenly spread throughout his entire being, healing the traces on his body. He lifted his eyes slightly to look at the void. Senior brothers Tian Chi and Ruoxie had already dealt with all the experts in the sky.
"Buzz!" Lin Feng stamped his foot, shooting out like an arrow. Then he fiercely slashed with his sword, and another person died. At the same time, the Celestial Fate Sword howled furiously, charging deep into the Qi Clan. Lin Feng himself followed the Celestial Fate Sword, stepping into the depths of the Qi Clan.
The faces of Qi Emperor and Qi Qianxing grew uglier and uglier. Even the current elite experts of the Qi Clan appeared fragile before the matured Heavenly Terrace disciples, unable to stop their advance. Before long, the corpses on the ground grew more and more numerous, converging into a river of blood. Even the sky showed a hint of setting sun, as if reflecting the desolate scene at this moment.
"Father Emperor!" Qi Emperor's face was gloomy as he looked toward Eastern Emperor. Eastern Emperor's face still maintained a trace of calm, but no one knew what he was thinking.
This was a situation he had not anticipated. What exactly did the Heavenly Terrace intend to do?
His gaze swept across the void, as if Eastern Emperor was searching for traces of others. The Watcher and the others—they should have come too, right? Was the Heavenly Terrace using the same method they had used against the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, now targeting his Qi Clan?
"Yu Emperor, don't force me!" Suddenly, Eastern Emperor's gaze fell on Yu Emperor, his eyes sharp and boundless. Those pupils seemed as if they would pierce through Yu Emperor's body.
Eastern Emperor's words were transmitted. Yu Emperor's pupils condensed slightly as he stared at Eastern Emperor. Even a cornered dog would jump over a wall—Eastern Emperor would jump too. He was precisely trying to force them!
[Thank you to Xing Tian Ruoxie for the 1888 Zonglang coin tip, thank you.]