# Chapter 1701: Too Weak
The abandoned one of heaven, although thinking this in his heart, when he truly saw Lin Feng's icy pupils, Cang Xiao's heart still trembled a little. After all, that night on the Cold Moon Lake, Lin Feng's actions had been too shocking — achieving seven types of law power against heaven's will, slaughtering countless experts, and killing Yang Yan of the Sun Saint Clan on the spot without mercy. Although in the end, due to the existence of the Emperor Tribulation, he had no hope of becoming an Emperor, Lin Feng had still left a deep impression on everyone.
This madman, abandoned by heaven, was utterly lawless. Whoever provoked him, he dared to kill, with no regard for anything.
Lang Xie saw Lin Feng return, a faint smile appearing in his eyes. This Lin Feng seemed to have changed somewhat, but it was hard to say exactly what had changed. Gone was the sorrow of that night, as if all grief had been transformed into power. But could this power of rebellious grief still not allow him to achieve the seat of Martial Emperor? Unable to ascend to the imperial throne meant Lin Feng had no future prospects.
"Emperor Tribulation, does such a power truly exist?" Lang Xie sighed inwardly as he saw Lin Feng still hadn't become an Emperor. Even if he tried to ignore it, not becoming an Emperor meant not becoming an Emperor. No one could avoid facing this fact.
Yi Ren Lei was also there. When she saw Lin Feng appear, her cold, beautiful eyes trembled slightly. Watching that arrogant, unruly figure, he had appeared again. As before, no defeat could knock him down. But still, he had not been able to step into the Martial Emperor realm. He had no connection to the imperial throne.
"Abandoned one of heaven, let's see how long you can be proud." Cang Xiao said coldly, then retreated back to the ancient pavilion. Lin Feng was abandoned by heaven and couldn't become an Emperor. He would eventually leave him far behind. There was no need to conflict with him now. If this guy decided to fight to the death, it wouldn't be worth it.
"Cang Xiao still doesn't dare to provoke Lin Feng. This abandoned one is a madman." The crowd thought to themselves. Lin Feng couldn't become an Emperor, and now the Heavenly Derivation Chessboard was on Lang Xie. There was no reason for people to kill Lin Feng. Except, of course, for the Thunder Clan and the Sun Saint Clan experts.
Some outstanding youths of the Ancient Saint Clans watched Lin Feng with interest. Interesting. The abandoned one had appeared again, and together with Qing Feng. Had the person who saved Lin Feng last time been a great expert from the Demon Clan? When had Lin Feng established a relationship with the Demon Clan?
Lin Feng's gaze swept calmly over the crowd. With his hands behind his back, he stood quietly by the lake shore. His eyes passed over Dugu, over Lang Xie, and over Yi Ren Lei, but they were utterly calm, without the slightest ripple. This scene made Yi Ren Lei sigh inwardly. Once the Dao is attained, all things become empty. From then on, meeting is like strangers. It seemed that she and Lin Feng had finally become strangers. Thinking this, a smile appeared on her cold, beautiful face, though it carried a hint of desolation.
Qing Feng stood behind Lin Feng, saying nothing. The two of them stood so calmly that many people sighed inwardly. Why had these two come? Even with Qing Feng present, the Sun Saint Clan and the Thunder Clan would not let Lin Feng go.
On Cold Moon Lake, many ancient boats swayed in the water's ripples, but now they seemed distracted, as if everyone's attention was drawn to Lin Feng.
"Abandoned one of heaven!" Finally, several cold voices rolled in. Some nearby Thunder Clan experts, hearing of Lin Feng's appearance, immediately rushed over. Sure enough, they saw Lin Feng standing by the Cold Moon Lake shore. Waves of terrifying killing intent swept toward Lin Feng's body, and law power pressed down directly, trying to crush him alive.
Lin Feng turned around and looked at the arriving Thunder Clan experts. His gaze was utterly calm. These people had rushed over in a hurry — just a group of lower-rank and mid-rank Emperors. What could they do to him?
"You still dare to appear here?" A mid-rank Emperor expert, with rolling thunder and lightning surging around him, shouted angrily at Lin Feng: "Is the Thunder King Hammer on you?"
"It's on me. Do you want to come and take it?" Lin Feng's voice was cold, making the Thunder Clan people's eyes grow even colder with killing intent. Since the Thunder King Hammer was on Lin Feng, there was no need to keep him alive. Besides, Lin Feng had slaughtered countless experts that night and seized many treasures. They didn't dare to take the Sun Saint Clan's imperial weapon, the Eight Treasures Sun Wheel, but they dared to take other treasures.
"This man, though abandoned by heaven and unable to become an Emperor, has still achieved seven types of law power and carries many heavy treasures. His own strength cannot be underestimated. Let's test him first." The mid-rank Emperor thought to himself, not wanting to take risks directly. He said to a lower-rank Emperor beside him: "This abandoned one doesn't have the Heavenly Derivation Chessboard, and he can't become an Emperor to use law power. Go and kill him."
Those lower-rank Emperors sneered inwardly. This guy was making them make the first move. These Martial Emperors were all old foxes. That night, Lin Feng had slaughtered countless Emperors. Although he had relied on the powerful ability of the Heavenly Derivation Chessboard, Lin Feng's own strength couldn't be underestimated. With seven types of law power, ordinary lower-rank Emperors probably couldn't touch him. But with their numbers, if they attacked together, they should be able to leave Lin Feng no room to fight back.
Seven or eight lower-rank Emperor experts exchanged glances, then nodded slightly. Their bodies flickered, and with a thought, rolling thunder and might filled the void. The entire sky seemed to turn purple. Terrifying thunderbolts, like furious dragons, were filled with dreadful pressure.
Lin Feng slowly stepped forward, standing under the rolling thunder law might. His gaze swept over the crowd in the void, and he stood proudly, saying: "The abandoned one of heaven stands here. Let me see who can kill me!"
"What an arrogant fellow!" The crowd thought to themselves. The abandoned one of heaven, facing many Emperors alone. Who could kill him?
The purple furious dragons became extremely terrifying, with rumbling sounds rolling. The thunder dragons roared, then suddenly descended, simultaneously blasting toward Lin Feng, trying to engulf him with this thunder law might.
"Is he crazy?" The crowd saw Lin Feng standing motionless, their expressions frozen. Was this guy seeking death?
"Boom!" Terrifying purple thunder light suddenly engulfed Lin Feng's body. The ground was blasted open with terrible cracks. Lin Feng's body still stood there, not shaken in the slightest.
"Nothing happened." The corners of people's mouths twitched. Lin Feng's eyes remained calm, his beautiful pupils deep and profound. The thunder might had not shaken him at all. This was law thunder, yet it couldn't harm his body in the slightest?
"What kind of physical body is this?" The crowd felt ashamed, even the Martial Emperors. Lin Feng had withstood so much law power bombardment with just his physical body?
"Abandoned one of heaven, unable to become an Emperor?"
Lin Feng — how many Martial Emperors must he make feel ashamed?
So what if he was abandoned by heaven? Who could kill him?
Lin Feng tilted his head slightly, looking at the terrifying thunder still brewing in the void. A faint trace of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth. Law? Was this the law power that lower-rank Emperors could mobilize? Too weak. When he had endured heaven's wrath, the law that had blasted down was at least ten times stronger than this. Under heaven's wrath, not only had he not died, but he had forged a true Emperor Tribulation body. His physical body was strong, law indestructible. At the very least, the law power of lower-rank Emperors couldn't threaten his body.
"Boom!" Another wave of even stronger purple law thunder rolled down. Lin Feng looked up, opened his mouth, and swallowed the law power into his body. His entire body turned purple, as if it might explode at any moment. Yet he still stood there calmly, not shaken in the least.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, looked at the Martial Emperors in the void, and revealed a mocking look in his eyes, saying: "Too weak. The abandoned one of heaven — can't you even kill him?"
The Emperors felt their faces burning, extremely embarrassed. Too weak. The abandoned one of heaven — they couldn't even kill him. Lin Feng hadn't even dodged once. It was a naked humiliation.
"Kill him directly." A mid-rank Emperor behind them said coldly. The abandoned one of heaven had such a strong physical body. It seemed these lower-rank Emperors would have to use powerful law divine abilities to attack him, to test his true strength.
Those Martial Emperors looked at each other, all somewhat hesitant. So many people's law power had descended simultaneously but couldn't shake Lin Feng's physical body. If they attacked together, could they kill him?
"If you don't make a move, I will." Lin Feng sneered. A silver long spear appeared in his hand, its tip sharp, killing intent surging.
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a layer of wind law power wrapped around Lin Feng's body. The wind sang. Now, covered by wind and space law, how swift was it? In an instant, the long spear thrust toward one person. That expert's body trembled, and he retreated explosively. But the wind continued. With a light tearing sound, the silver spear pierced into his head. Killed. Law scattered.
Killing a lower-rank Emperor — one strike!
"What speed is this?" People felt their minds couldn't keep up. The abandoned one of heaven — with a strong physical body, terrifying speed, not yet an Emperor, yet killing Emperors was as easy as slaughtering pigs and dogs.
Lin Feng's eyes turned to another person. That person's face turned pale, and his body involuntarily retreated.
The wind continued, like an illusion. Still two types of speed-enhancing law wrapped around his body. The same attack struck out. That person used an attack to block Lin Feng while retreating, but couldn't change the outcome. The silver long spear pierced into his head. Even the manner of death was exactly the same as the previous one. How ironic. How overbearing.
"Is this what a Martial Emperor is?" Lin Feng said softly, as if slapping the faces of those Thunder Clan experts. Martial Emperors — when had they become so fragile?
It wasn't that they were weak. It was just that before Lin Feng, they had no ability to resist!