Chapter 1819: Collecting Debts
"Multiple law types. In that brief battle just now, the opponent already unleashed at least four types of law power." Those Martial Emperor realm experts stared at Qingfeng as she retreated back to Lin Feng's side. A beautiful and elegant woman, yet her combat strength was so formidable—definitely no weaker than the robust Tantai from before.
Thinking this, the crowd turned their gazes to the young men beside Lin Feng. Could all of them possess such terrifying combat power? If so, that would be quite frightening.
The most shocked were undoubtedly the people of the Medicine King Immortal Palace. In just two exchanges, two Martial Emperor realm experts had been crippled. If lower-rank emperors continued to fight like this, they would simply be throwing their lives away. The previous two battles had already made it clear to them: in one-on-one combat at the same realm, they had no chance of victory, regardless of which lower-rank emperor level they were at.
At this moment, Tianchi stepped forward, standing in the void. His hands clasped together, golden light radiating from his body. Buddha light descended abruptly, making him resemble an ancient Buddha.
However, this time, the experts of the Medicine King Immortal Palace all stared at Tianchi in silence. No one dared to step out anymore. That white-bearded Martial Emperor also stared coldly at Tianchi.
"Junior Brother Lin Feng once said that our master came to your palace seeking medicine, but you publicly humiliated him, seized the treasures on his person, used your superior strength to commit despicable acts. Now, we, his disciples, have come to seek an explanation for our master. Yet now that your people have stepped forward, why do they dare not fight?" Tianchi, though cultivating the Buddhist path, spoke with a calm voice that carried a sharp edge, as if pressing the attack. The surrounding crowd felt a hint of disdain upon hearing this. So this was the reason Lin Feng had held a grudge all along—because of what the Medicine King Immortal Palace had done.
Now, the disciples of the man humiliated by the Medicine King Immortal Palace had grown strong and come to demand justice for their master.
"Ridiculous. I advise you all to leave now. Otherwise, the Medicine King Immortal Palace will no longer be polite with you." The white-bearded Martial Emperor's voice was icy cold, making it clear to everyone that he no longer intended to fight one-on-one with the Heavenly Terrace. This statement was merely an excuse for the mid-rank emperors to intervene.
Tianchi understood this perfectly well. He sneered at the white-bearded Martial Emperor, clasped his hands together, and said, "Whether the Medicine King Immortal Palace wants a solo battle or a group battle today, the Heavenly Terrace will accompany you. Given your despicable actions in the past, the character of the various emperors of the Medicine King Immortal Palace is evident. So, there's no need for you to boast. Make your move."
"Since you refuse to take the hint and come to my Medicine King Immortal Palace to injure people and provoke, then so be it. Yaochen, go and kill this insolent fool. Teach him what it means to respect one's elders." The white-bearded Martial Emperor spoke coldly. Immediately, a mid-rank emperor stepped forward, causing the crowd's expressions to stiffen. The Medicine King Immortal Palace was sending out a mid-rank emperor.
Yet, on the Heavenly Terrace side, there was no movement. Tianchi alone stood in the void, motionless, fearless, as if ready for battle.
"Junior, how dare you act recklessly." Yaochen let out a cold snort. Then, in the void, laws coiled around Tianchi. Wood-type law power manifested as vines, all wrapping around Tianchi's body. However, Tianchi's expression remained utterly calm. His golden light grew brighter and brighter, Buddha light dazzling and blinding. Sanskrit sounds rolled forth, spreading out. Behind him, a massive ancient Buddha appeared.
Yaochen stepped forward. His hands transformed into sharp wooden spikes. Ancient trees madly stabbed toward Tianchi, their tips incredibly sharp, like countless blades, as if they would pierce the very heavens.
"Indestructible Golden Body!" Buddha light shone ten thousand feet. Both the demonic vines wrapping around him and the ancient trees stabbing at him were blocked by the blazing golden light.
Metal power, the ultimate force of hardness. But Yaochen snorted coldly. His entire body seemed to transform into an enormous demonic tree. From all directions, terrifying wooden swords stabbed at Tianchi's golden barrier, piercing through it.
The Sanskrit sounds rolled endlessly. The heavens and earth seemed filled with infinite Buddhist sounds and intent. Tianchi's figure began to split apart, manifesting a second Tianchi, a third, a fourth... endless. These Buddha figures stacked together, like nine layers of heaven, and finally merged into one, becoming a supreme ancient Buddha, indestructible by all laws.
Tianchi spat out a Buddhist sound. Then, in the sky, an immensely huge Buddha seal pressed down from the void toward Yaochen, intending to suppress the entire heaven and earth.
"I am a mid-rank emperor. How can my law power fear a mere lower-rank emperor?" Yaochen's expression was icy. His entire body transformed into a colossal ancient vine tree, standing tall in the sky. Countless wooden blades shot toward the palm seal in the void, but they all annihilated, crushed by the descending palm seal.
Ancient vines roared, simultaneously lashing out at the void. The heavens and earth trembled. The palm seal shattered, but the Sanskrit sounds grew louder. Yaochen saw that the Buddha figures transformed from Tianchi had already surrounded the tree he had become, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. These guys all possessed numerous techniques, and each technique was terrifying to the extreme, unheard of.
The surrounding crowd was even more shaken. Although Yaochen was not an exceptionally powerful mid-rank emperor, he was still a mid-rank emperor, a full realm higher than Tianchi. By common logic, with him making a move, he should have been able to crush Tianchi absolutely. Yet now, Yaochen, a mid-rank emperor, seemed to be constrained at every turn, always in a suppressed state.
Not to mention Tianchi's combat power, even his combat techniques were awe-inspiring. Such grand and majestic techniques were rarely seen by anyone present.
"I think I understand why those Martial Emperor realm experts willingly joined the Heavenly Terrace and never wanted to leave after entering." At the Heavenly Summer Fortress, Xia Tianfan murmured, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. The imperial killing techniques he cultivated were already extremely powerful, being the ultimate techniques of the Heavenly Summer Fortress. But compared to the techniques Tianchi was displaying now, his were definitely inferior. Tianchi must have traveled very far on his path.
"All the disciples of the Heavenly Terrace are from the Small World. When they came to the true Nine Heavens Continent, they became rootless people. Rootless, they have no fear. They are single-mindedly devoted to martial arts, pursuing the martial path without any constraints. They travel far and wide, traversing the entire Qingxiao Continent, and when they return, they all possess extraordinary skills. As for the outstanding disciples of our Nine Great Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses, even if their talent is slightly inferior, it shouldn't be to this extent. It's all because of the constraints in their hearts. We all believe that Qingdi Mountain is our final destination, advancing step by step, waiting until we have the strength to step out of Qingdi Mountain before pursuing a stronger path. But by then, who knows how many years it will be."
Xia Tianfan reflected on himself. In this region of the Nine Great Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses, everyone took pride in becoming a martial cultivator of Qingdi Mountain, sparing no effort to achieve that goal. But this was still within the Qingdi Mountain region. Wasn't this also a kind of constraint, bound by the Qingdi Mountain region? While they were cultivating bitterly within Qingdi Mountain, Lin Feng and his group had probably already walked their own broad path.
"If I want to become strong, I must abandon everything I have in this region. I must forget everything, forget it all, and completely embark on my own martial path, starting anew." Xia Tianfan let out a long breath. At this moment, he felt as if his entire body had relaxed. How many people had ever dared to think so boldly? What they took pride in was also the obstacle that hindered their growth.
At this moment, the battle on the other side had already concluded. Tianchi's power of the myriad Buddha figures had suppressed that mid-rank emperor, trampling him beneath the majesty of the Buddha, killing him. The Buddha's wrath was like a demon's—kill without mercy.
A mid-rank emperor had been killed by Tianchi.
"You're asking for death!" At this moment, the white-bearded Martial Emperor snorted coldly. Immediately, the Martial Emperor experts around him all moved at once. A vast aura of law power erupted wildly. All the Martial Emperor experts of the Medicine King Immortal Palace moved, surrounding Tianchi to kill him.
Tantai wanted to charge out, but Lin Feng raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Today's matter is about the personal disciples of the Heavenly Terrace collecting debts for their master. There's no need for the other brothers to intervene."
As Lin Feng spoke, Hou Qinglin had already stepped forward. A sword light of reincarnation slashed out, cutting through reincarnation, tearing open the sky. Instantly, two Martial Emperor experts were swept into the cycle of reincarnation, dying without a burial place. This made everyone's hearts skip a beat. One sword strike had killed two Martial Emperors. This person, who had not acted until now, was also terrifyingly powerful.
Banruo, Xingzhan, and Lihen charged forward. They were all former personal disciples of Emperor Yu. This debt was theirs to collect.
"Five lower-rank emperors, charging into the camp of the Medicine King Immortal Palace's emperors. Are they insane?"
Moreover, Lin Feng had deliberately told the others not to interfere.
Hou Qinglin and Tianchi fought at the front. The sword curtain of reincarnation appeared, covering the sky and the sun. Reincarnation seemed to swallow the heavens. Tianchi's Buddha light covered the universe. Banruo and the others, whose combat power was slightly weaker, fought behind them.
At this moment, Lin Feng also stepped forward. His sharp eyes directly locked onto the white-bearded Martial Emperor who had not yet acted, shooting out a cold, sharp glare. "Today, I will not take your life. But the humiliation my master suffered in the past, you will repay tenfold, a hundredfold."
The white-bearded Martial Emperor met Lin Feng's icy-cold pupils and couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. A person at the peak of the Venerable Martial realm actually made him feel a trace of fear.
"Die!" At that moment, a Martial Emperor expert charged at Lin Feng like a gale. Just as the crowd expected Lin Feng to take some defensive measure, they were stunned to find that the sharp spikes and powerful attacks directly struck Lin Feng's body. This made everyone's eyes twitch. Was Lin Feng so weak?
But soon, they realized they were wrong, terribly wrong. Lin Feng's hand reached out and directly grabbed a head. The owner of the head seemed to want to look up, but met a pair of icy-cold eyes filled with terrifying killing intent.
"Boom!"
A loud explosion rang out. The head burst apart. The law power dissipated. A corpse fell toward the ground below. And the crowd witnessing this scene felt their hearts pound violently along with the falling corpse. Was this slaughtering Martial Emperors? Such simple killing, yet it sent chills down one's spine.