# Chapter 1703: The Demon Realm Backs Him Up
"Annihilated!" The crowd stared at the void in silence. The storm of destruction still raged, the might of heaven remained, and the majestic silhouette illuminated by the sun had not only killed that Great Emperor but had left him without even bones or ashes.
"Even Great Emperor level experts can sometimes be so fragile." Many people felt a faint sense of sorrow rising in their hearts. To cultivate to the Great Emperor realm was incredibly difficult—enduring countless tribulations, suffering endless defeats, and weathering the baptism of time before one could have the chance to achieve the status of Great Emperor. Yet, in an instant, everything turned to nothing. A Great Emperor, facing an even more domineering and powerful existence, was killed on the spot as soon as they said the word.
This scene undoubtedly made everyone realize even more how cruel the world of martial arts was. The terrifying expert in the void had done it deliberately—using a Great Emperor to establish his authority, telling everyone that touching his Demon Realm son-in-law would result in this fate. Even a Great Emperor would be executed.
Of course, this also made many people's blood boil. If you cultivated to the Saint Emperor level, even if you had trained to become a Great Emperor, what did it matter? One strike would make you vanish into nothing, leaving no place for burial. Absolute strength, absolute dominance. If they one day controlled overwhelming power, they would be the only sovereign under heaven, and even a Great Emperor would be easily killed.
But Lin Feng—the one abandoned by heaven—when did he become the Demon Realm's son-in-law?
"The Demon Realm wants to take in someone abandoned by heaven as a son-in-law?" This seemed somewhat strange. Although Lin Feng's talent was very strong and he had achieved seven types of laws, he was still abandoned by heaven and unable to become an Emperor. And the Demon Realm's son-in-law would obviously be Qing Feng's man. Qing Feng was the Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan, also skilled in many types of profound meaning forces. Someone abandoned by heaven seemed somewhat unworthy of her.
Was the Demon Realm simply looking for someone to marry into the Demon Realm, someone easier to control? Qing Feng was single-mindedly pursuing martial arts, and Lin Feng only had the title of Demon Realm son-in-law without the reality? Or could it be that the Demon Realm's Holy Maiden Qing Feng had fallen in love with Lin Feng?
The former seemed somewhat unrealistic. Although the latter was also very unlikely, it was still possible. Many people knew that back when they were at the former site of the Tian Yan Holy Clan, Qing Feng had taken Lin Feng to the Demon Realm. No one knew what had happened between them after that.
Of course, even if Qing Feng loved Lin Feng, the Demon Realm would not acknowledge it—unless there was one possibility: the Demon Realm wanted to help Lin Feng defy heaven and change his fate, allowing him to pass through the Emperor Tribulation and become a seven-type Emperor.
"Yes, that must be it." Many people nodded inwardly when they thought of this. Although there were still some inconsistencies, this was already the most likely scenario. Otherwise, why would the Demon Realm let Lin Feng become Qing Feng's man and help him establish his authority by killing a Great Emperor of the Thunder Clan?
But at this moment, even Lin Feng himself was stunned. However, his pitch-black eyes revealed no expression. He calmly turned his head to look at Qing Feng. He hadn't expected that the senior from the Demon Realm would use the title of son-in-law to help him establish his authority.
Qing Feng happened to be looking at Lin Feng as well. Her beautiful eyes were momentarily stunned, then she slightly pouted and raised her head to glare at the majestic figure in the void. This old man was too bullying—he hadn't even discussed it with her before directly saying such words. He was becoming more and more disrespectful with age.
But the old man she was silently cursing had no time to pay attention to her thoughts. At this moment, a majestic and domineering gaze fell upon a Great Emperor of the Sun Saint Clan. His pupils pierced through the void, icy cold, with the might of heaven spreading. The Great Emperor of the Sun Saint Clan's face stiffened, turning slightly pale. Just now, a Great Emperor of the same level as him had been killed without even leaving bones or ashes.
"Senior!" Although the Sun Saint Clan expert was a Great Emperor, he now felt somewhat weak. The expert he was facing was definitely an old demon at the Saint Emperor level. If he wanted to deal with him, he would probably only have one path—death. There was no possibility of escape.
"Does your Sun Saint Clan want to touch him?" The majestic silhouette in the void spoke calmly. The "him" he referred to was naturally Lin Feng.
The Great Emperor of the Sun Saint Clan's expression was extremely ugly. His heart was in turmoil. As a Great Emperor, he had never experienced such embarrassment. Did the Sun Saint Clan want to touch Lin Feng or not?
If he answered yes, what would the consequences be? He didn't dare to think about it. Perhaps he would be killed on the spot.
But at this moment, his answer not only represented himself but also the entire Sun Saint Clan. If he answered that they wouldn't touch him out of fear, where would the Sun Saint Clan's face be? This choice made him feel extremely humiliated.
"Can't you hear my words?" The might of heaven descended, pressing down on him. The Great Emperor of the Sun Saint Clan's heart trembled slightly. He thought to himself: "If I answer incorrectly, I will certainly die on the spot. Moreover, the Sun Saint Clan really shouldn't offend the big shots of the Demon Realm in Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital. That would be more than just the deaths of Yang Yan and Yang Xiao. The Sun Saint Clan would understand me."
"I wouldn't dare," the Great Emperor said humbly. Before the person in the void, he was an absolute expert, renowned throughout the world, viewing those below as ants. But facing the person before him, he appeared humble. Everything was determined by strength.
"Good that you wouldn't dare. Take your people and roll back to the Sun Saint Clan. If your Sun Saint Clan touches even a single hair on his head, I will make your Sun Saint Clan's chickens and dogs restless." The majestic, rolling voice spat out, causing the hearts of the crowd below to tremble violently. Other than the big shots of the Demon Realm, who would dare to speak such wild words—to make a Saint Clan's chickens and dogs restless?
"Senior, our clan's imperial weapon, the Eight Treasures Sun Wheel..." the Great Emperor said weakly, his mouth twitching slightly as he spoke.
"Scram!" Before his words could finish, the majestic and domineering voice spat out, making the Great Emperor even more embarrassed. He could only say awkwardly, "Junior takes his leave."
With that, the Sun Saint Clan expert stepped through the void and left. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace. He had no face to stay any longer. He had come with dignity but left in humiliation.
"Thunder Clan." The domineering silhouette in the void turned again, landing on the group of Thunder Clan people who had arrived later. He sneered, "All of you, scram. If the Thunder Clan dares to stir up waves, I will erase you from Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital."
The Thunder Clan people's expressions were extremely ugly. They knew that the other party had the qualifications to say such words. Their Thunder Clan was not an ancient saint clan, only an ancient clan. If this big shot of the Demon Realm became angry, he could truly erase a flourishing ancient clan.
In the Nine Heavens Continent, countless ancient clans had existed from ancient times to the present. Countless ancient clans, even ancient saint clans, had been annihilated in the river of history. Those annihilated ancient saint clans and ancient clans basically had one thing in common: they had offended someone powerful enough to destroy them single-handedly, erasing them from existence. Therefore, those flourishing ancient clans were not as free to do whatever they wanted as people imagined. There were some figures they dared not provoke, or they might face clan extermination.
The Tian Yan Holy Clan, which had once flourished, was such an example.
The Thunder Clan people slunk away. Even the Sun Saint Clan, an ancient saint clan, couldn't afford to provoke this big shot of the Demon Realm. What could their Thunder Clan do? This grudge could not be avenged. They could only harbor hatred in their hearts.
"Someone abandoned by heaven, yet unexpectedly favored by the Demon Realm. What good luck," the crowd thought as they looked at Lin Feng. With this big shot of the Demon Realm protecting Lin Feng and giving him the identity of the Demon Realm's son-in-law, Lin Feng's status was now as noble as the direct descendant of an ancient saint clan. In Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital, who would dare to easily touch him?
"Lucky bastard." Cang Xiao's expression held a cold light. Lin Feng's luck was too good. He was supposed to die, but things had taken a turn. The Demon Realm's expert wanted to protect him. This meant that killing Lin Feng was probably impossible.
But so what? A person who couldn't become an Emperor would eventually be left behind by them, the gap growing wider and wider. Perhaps one day, the Demon Realm expert would discover that Lin Feng had no hope of becoming an Emperor forever and would give up on him.
But this laughable thought of his was destined to be empty. Lin Feng, unable to become an Emperor?
It was just that the outside world's heaven would never acknowledge him. But so what? He was still an Emperor—the Emperor of his own world, not dependent on this world.
"Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital has its own rules, as always. Matters of one generation belong to that generation." In the void, the rolling voice spread down again. This time, it was a reminder to all the forces of Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital.
Every place has its potential rules. Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital has countless powerful forces, and naturally, it's the same. For forces of the same level, in conflicts between peers, the elders of the family cannot interfere. On the path of geniuses contending, some are destined to be trampled and eliminated. That is their own incompetence. The family can train their own people, but they cannot interfere in the conflicts of others of the same generation. Otherwise, there would be chaos.
Of course, for forces of different levels, there is no need to talk about rules. Just use your fists directly. I bully you—what can you do about it?
Just like the old man in the void dealing with the Thunder Clan: "Scram, or I'll destroy your clan." Would you dare to fart?