# Chapter 1570: Reunion in the Four Symbols Domain
Beneath the azure sky, the vast and boundless land stretched endlessly into the distance. In the void, streaks of white clouds drifted—clouds that were not quite clouds, for many people stood atop them, riding the clouds as they moved.
Occasionally, fierce winds howled as terrifying demon beasts soared through the air, stirring up storms of wind and cloud, as if heaven and earth themselves were about to change color.
At this moment, in the sky, a sharp sword pulsed with the essence of wind, as if wrapped in a gale, cutting through the air as it moved. The sword's roar rolled endlessly, punctuated by sounds of wind and thunder, as if bolts of lightning were spitting forth.
Upon the sword, a young man in white robes stood with his hands behind his back, riding the sword through the sky with an air of effortless grace. His deep, penetrating gaze seemed to have seen through all the splendor of the world.
This figure was Lin Feng. His eyes swept across the countless figures in the distant void and the vast, desolate land beneath him. He deeply felt the overwhelming number of powerful experts in this great world. In the small world of before, such a spectacle would have been impossible to witness. Everyone here rode clouds as they moved, their auras vast and formidable. Occasionally, one could even spot a profoundly unfathomable Martial Emperor passing by.
This was truly a magnificent world—a world where experts were as numerous as clouds. As he grew stronger, he would come into contact with even greater beings, an endless progression until he stood at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens Continent, overlooking this world from above.
The sword beneath Lin Feng's feet was the Celestial Fate Sword. Its speed now far surpassed that of the great sword he had once used. He was heading to the Four Symbols Domain, which was extremely far from Yaoye Island, so naturally he needed to travel at maximum speed. As for Yaoye Island itself, they had already dispatched powerful experts to the Four Symbols Domain long ago. Lin Feng had not traveled with them at the time, instead spending some time tempering himself before setting out. Now, a full month had passed since he left Yaoye Island, and he had finally entered the territory of the Four Symbols Domain.
However, the Four Symbols Domain itself was vast beyond measure, far more expansive than the Eight Wastelands Realm of the small world. Lin Feng's destination was the former site of the Wuji Heavenly Emperor's palace—the area near that deadly forbidden region.
Lin Feng was not alone. For a long time now, people had been continuously traveling from distant lands to the Four Symbols Domain. Just as the remnant divine thought of the Wuji Heavenly Emperor had told Lin Feng, he had left many copper fragments in this world—clues to the Wuji Imperial Palace. Just as Lin Feng and his companions had obtained them in the Nine Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortress Region, people from other regions had naturally also obtained copper fragments and learned of the Wuji Imperial Palace's existence. Even if they hadn't gathered all five fragments, possessing three or four was enough to vaguely know that the Wuji Imperial Palace was located within the Four Symbols Domain.
Thus, the Four Symbols Domain had always been lively. Some powerful experts had even established their own sects here, temporarily putting down roots—all for one reason: everything, for the Wuji Imperial Palace.
Rumor had it that whoever obtained the Wuji Imperial Palace would gain the inheritance of the Wuji Heavenly Emperor. This temptation was terrifying. The Wuji Heavenly Emperor, a Heavenly Emperor whose fame had shaken the ages, possessed the Wuji Array Dao, a power that could reach heaven and earth with unfathomable, ghostly mystery. Some of the Wuji Heavenly Emperor's disciples had become great figures of their time, and many had even reached the Emperor Realm, shaking entire domains with their might.
Of course, places like the Four Symbols Domain never feared crowds. This vast territory itself gathered countless powerful forces, and the more outsiders came, the more vitality they brought.
If not for obtaining a wisp of the Wuji Heavenly Emperor's divine thought, Lin Feng might not have come here. The Four Symbols Domain was filled with experts, and countless people were searching for the Wuji Imperial Palace—even many Great Emperors were scouring the area. Truly obtaining the Wuji Imperial Palace was extremely difficult. But because of that wisp of divine thought, Lin Feng could not rest easy unless he came to try.
"That sword is so beautiful!" At this moment, in the distant void, four people stood atop white clouds, walking through the sky. A beautiful woman looked in Lin Feng's direction, and upon seeing him treading upon the Celestial Fate Sword, she couldn't help but exclaim softly. Wind power wrapped around the sword, and within it came sounds of wind and thunder. It even seemed to spit out seven-colored light.
All four of them carried ancient swords on their backs, showing they were sword cultivators. That was why the beautiful woman had noticed Lin Feng's sword.
A young man beside the girl glanced in Lin Feng's direction and said, "A sword is meant for killing. A sword used for ornamentation is unworthy of being called a sword, and the one who wields it is unworthy of being called a qualified sword cultivator."
"That's just your opinion. The Great Dao has ten thousand paths, and the sword dao has millions as well. Everyone walks a different path, and the way of the sword differs accordingly. How can you deny others based on your own preferences?" the girl said indifferently. Then she glanced at the black-clothed man beside her, who sat with his eyes closed. This man also carried an ancient sword on his back, but he had been resting with his eyes shut all along, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him.
"Junior Sister's words naturally have their reasoning, but I have always believed that a swordsman cannot be flashy without substance. A sword that can kill is a good sword." The young man spoke again. Seeing that the beautiful woman's gaze was not on him, he felt somewhat displeased. His eyes swept over the black-clothed man. Ever since this fellow had stepped onto Sword Mountain, Junior Sister had paid him special attention.
"How do you know that the other person's sword being beautiful means it's flashy without substance? Isn't that judging by appearances?" The girl's eyelashes fluttered. The black-clothed man still showed no sign of speaking, as cold as ever, like a wooden puppet.
This made her feel discouraged. This fellow really was impervious to everything. Was she really so unattractive? It was quite frustrating.
"Junior Brother Ruoxie, open your eyes and take a look. Tell us who is right," the girl said to the black-clothed man. Ruoxie's brow twitched slightly, and then he opened his eyes. "Where?"
"Over there. A very beautiful sword," the girl said, seeing that Ruoxie had finally deigned to open his eyes. She smiled and pointed at the Celestial Fate Sword. Ruoxie's gaze slowly turned. When he saw the Celestial Fate Sword in the distance, his eyes suddenly froze for a moment. Then he followed the sword upward and saw a figure in a white robe standing with his back to him. This made the cold, dark eyes that were always so indifferent finally reveal a smile.
Seeing the brilliant smile on Ruoxie's face, the girl was stunned. He actually smiled. So this wooden puppet could actually look quite handsome when he smiled.
"Quick!"
Ruoxie uttered a single word, and his figure suddenly vanished from where he stood, moving at an extreme speed. His entire body turned into a streak of black shadow.
"Lin Feng!"
A clear voice came from behind, causing Lin Feng's body to stiffen suddenly. A very familiar voice. The Celestial Fate Sword abruptly stopped, hovering in the void.
Turning around, Lin Feng saw that familiar figure, and a brilliant smile also appeared in his eyes.
"Ruoxie!" Two years had passed since they last met, and now they were reuniting in this vast great world. Countless emotions seemed to well up in both their hearts.
Reaching out, their two large hands clasped firmly together in the void.
"I didn't expect we'd meet again," Ruoxie sighed as they released their grip. Two years apart—for the fellow disciples who had stepped into this great world, that parting could very well have been forever. The others' fates were unknown, their whereabouts uncertain. In this vast, boundless land, meeting again was no easy feat. For the two of them to reunite in the Four Symbols Domain was truly remarkable.
Lin Feng nodded in deep agreement. It was indeed not easy. Back then, the Heavenly Terrace had eleven disciples, how glorious they were. Now, he had no idea where the others had gone.
"Lin Feng, is Master well?" Ruoxie looked at Lin Feng with some nervousness. In the past, Lin Feng and Yu Huang had left together, and Ruoxie had noticed. Now that Lin Feng had appeared but Yu Huang was not with him, he was still very worried about Yu Huang.
"It's been a year and a half since I last saw Master. But when we parted, Master's injuries had completely healed. I believe that with Master's strength, as long as he is cautious in this great world, he should have no trouble protecting himself," Lin Feng said. Ruoxie's brow finally relaxed a little. As long as Master was fine.
"Do you have any news of the other fellow disciples?" Ruoxie asked again.
"Banruo, Lihen, and Xingzhan—they were taken captive by Qi Tian Fortress." A sharp light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Qi Tian Fortress—he would return there one day.
Hearing Lin Feng's words, a cold light flickered in Ruoxie's eyes. Qi Tian Fortress. After he had escaped that day, he had wandered through the desert for a long time. Naturally, he knew about the Nine Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses. Later, when everything had calmed down, he walked out of the desert, traveled far, and eventually entered Sword Mountain by chance.
"Ruoxie, what about you? Do you have any news of Senior Brother and the others?" Lin Feng still habitually called Mu Chen "Senior Brother." Perhaps this form of address gave him a greater sense of closeness, since that was how he had always referred to him.
"Senior Brother is skilled in soul law power. I believe he will be fine. As for Second Senior Brother, I saw with my own eyes that he broke through the obstacles and escaped. I just don't know where he is now. I have no news of the other fellow disciples."
Ruoxie's eyes flickered. He was very worried about those missing fellow disciples. He could only hope they were all safe out there.
"One day, the eleven disciples of the Heavenly Terrace will reunite!" A sharp light burst from Lin Feng's eyes. When he became strong enough, he would sweep away Qi Tian Fortress. Then three more fellow disciples would be rescued. There was also Yuan Fei. Lin Feng had always wanted Yuan Fei to go to Yaoye Island. The countless demon islands there held many of his kind. If Yuan Fei went to Yaoye Island, he would be like a fish in water.
"Lin Feng, have you ever thought that if the Heavenly Terrace were to rise in this great world, could it summon all the fellow disciples back?" Ruoxie asked Lin Feng. His words made a sharp light flash in Lin Feng's eyes.
The Heavenly Terrace. In the great world, establish the Heavenly Terrace.
"In the lands of the Eight Wastelands and Nine Abyss, hundreds or even thousands of years from now, the people who emerge will not be limited to our batch alone. Perhaps if the Heavenly Terrace rises, it can provide a refuge for those who come out of this world. We could even firmly control the small world in our hands, fulfilling the wishes of our two masters," Ruoxie said slowly, stirring something in Lin Feng's heart.
The great world. The Heavenly Terrace!