# Chapter 1820: Slaughter
"Sovereign Martial Realm?" Whether it was the people of the Nine Great Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses or the others, they all felt how absurd their thoughts were. Lin Feng had returned with the Heavenly Terrace in full force, and the combat power of the Heavenly Terrace disciples was astonishingly terrifying. How could Lin Feng possibly only be at the Sovereign Martial Realm? Without a doubt, Lin Feng must have concealed his strength.
"That physical body, allowing attacks from a Low-rank Emperor without even wavering, is too formidable." The crowd felt their hearts tremble. They saw his aura surging to the heavens, purple qi howling around him, war chariots galloping. His steps slowly advanced toward a Mid-rank Emperor. A Low-rank Emperor blocking his path was directly engulfed by the Purple River War Chariot that rolled across the sky, crushed until not even bones remained, vanishing from the world.
Another strong man attacked Lin Feng from the left. A cold gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He suddenly turned, and his pitch-black Eye of Death caused the opponent's will to tremble and his divine sense to waver, as if he saw a Death God ruling over the world. Then Lin Feng's palm clenched, and the Nine Calamities Sword roared out. The man was shredded and destroyed within the sword, dying in an instant, unable to withstand even a single blow.
"Before him, Low-rank Emperor level figures are already helpless, able to be obliterated in an instant."
The faces of the Qi Tian Fortress people turned ugly. The stronger Lin Feng and his group were, the more they felt threatened.
Among the onlookers were many old acquaintances of Lin Feng, such as Wen Tian Ge and Xia Tian Fan. Watching Lin Feng act, they all felt a strong sense of urgency. Lin Feng's strength had already become so terrifyingly formidable. Destroying those at the Low-rank Emperor realm was as easy as turning over his hand, crushing them effortlessly. Every strike inevitably killed an Emperor. This also made everyone understand that even among Martial Emperors, the gap between some people was irreparable.
Even more shocking was that Lin Feng was not the only one with formidable combat power. Two of his senior brothers, Hou Qinglin, who wielded reincarnation, and Tian Chi, surrounded by eternal undying Buddha light, were equally terrifying, killing Low-rank Emperors with ease. By now, they were already fiercely battling Mid-rank Emperor level experts. Tian Chi's Living Beings Buddha Statue enveloped one Mid-rank Emperor and two Low-rank Emperors, with Buddha light extinguishing all laws.
Hou Qinglin had been cultivating the Heavenly Derivation Scripture these past days. The terrifying derivation ability of this supreme ancient scripture shocked him. He comprehended the Living Beings Buddha Statue that Tian Chi cultivated and derived a power more suited to himself. Reincarnation afterimages appeared in the void, capable of turning an entire area into a place of reincarnation in an instant. Those who entered reincarnation suffered the slaughter of Asura. At this moment, a terrifying law energy dispersed, and a Mid-rank Emperor died under Hou Qinglin's sword—an ordinary sword condensed from law force, yet also a sword of reincarnation.
Although the combat power of Bo Re, Li Hen, and Xing Zhan was not as strong as Hou Qinglin's or Tian Chi's, their own powers were extremely unique and formidable. Having trained hard on Yao Ye Island, aside from training outside, they spent their days fighting and contending with powerful Demon Emperors. Their combat power was far beyond what those from the Medicine King Immortal Palace at the same level could compare to.
The crowd's eyes were fixed on the vast battle in the void. The sky cracked, the earth below continuously collapsed with cracks appearing. Palaces were destroyed and shattered. The process of the battle was shocking. The Heavenly Terrace, with only six people, charged into the midst of the Emperors, including six Mid-rank Emperor level experts, yet it was absolute suppression. Six Low-rank Emperor level members of the Heavenly Terrace suppressed the strong men of the Medicine King Immortal Palace.
Lin Feng had already descended before the Mid-rank Emperor strong man. An indestructible battle intent burned on him, like a Death God ruling the world, causing even that Mid-rank Emperor's mind to waver. Rolling thunder force exuded an imperial aura, slaughtering the world, destroying the void. The Chaos Heaven Fist blasted the universe into turmoil, splitting heaven and earth. That Mid-rank Emperor felt as if he were trapped in a disaster, unable to extricate himself. He had never felt this way before—facing a Low-rank Emperor and feeling powerless and defeated.
All of Lin Feng's attacks carried an indestructible artistic conception: destruction indestructible, slaughter indestructible. When the indestructible Purple River War Chariot rolled across the sky, that Mid-rank Emperor finally collapsed, dying under the slaughter of Lin Feng's reforged powerful war chariot.
Lin Feng's eyes, like those of an emperor ruling the world, pierced toward the only White-Bearded Martial Emperor who had not moved. He stood proudly, his gaze cold, and a chilling sound emerged from his mouth: "What's this, sir? With your former style and grace, today you don't even dare to fight?"
A huge wave surged in the White-Bearded Martial Emperor's heart. Watching the battle in the void, he could not calm himself. How had Lin Feng and his people become so powerful? This was something he had never anticipated.
It wasn't just him who hadn't expected it. Even those carrying the dragon palanquin war chariot and the Heavenly Terrace people clearing the way had never imagined that these young men who founded the Heavenly Terrace were terrifying to such a degree. Although they were only at the Low-rank Emperor realm, just six of them could slaughter over twenty Martial Emperors from the Medicine King Immortal Palace, including six Mid-rank Emperor level experts, and they did so with absolute crushing superiority.
"When I left back then, I said that one day I would personally come to the Medicine King Immortal Palace to collect debts. Today, I want you to kneel on the ground and kowtow three hundred times, and I will spare your worthless life." Lin Feng said calmly. The White-Bearded Martial Emperor's face immediately flushed slightly, seemingly from anger. He was a dignified Mid-rank Emperor of the Medicine King Immortal Palace, and being made to kowtow three hundred times in public—what kind of trampling was this?
"Young man, it's better to leave some leeway. This is the Nine Great Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses region, and here, this is the territory of the Medicine King Immortal Palace." The White-Bearded Martial Emperor restrained his emotions and said calmly, a faint threat in his voice. At this moment, the battle in the void was almost decided, and the Heavenly Terrace still had many formidable young men who hadn't even acted yet. This made him very clear about the current situation—victory was impossible.
"If you knew about leaving leeway, today's situation would never have come to pass. Think back to how you once stood high above, bullying my master. Today, I will make you worse than a beast." Lin Feng knew that words were superfluous. Only by truly trampling him with strength would it matter. His steps rolled forward like a Death God advancing, causing the White-Bearded Martial Emperor's long beard to flutter without wind. He stared at Lin Feng warily. Behind him, a strange ancient tree materialized, then firmly rooted itself between heaven and earth. Most of the direct bloodline descendants of the Medicine King Immortal Palace inherited the soul of the ancient tree, excelling in wood-type law power.
Lin Feng's cold, emperor-like pupils showed no change. As his steps advanced, it seemed like each step crossed a void. Wind law wrapped around his body. In an instant, he had already arrived before his opponent. Without any warning, he slashed out a sword. This sword was a heavy earth sword, containing infinite oppressive force. The White-Bearded Martial Emperor felt a heavy pressure descend invisibly, making him feel suffocated and stifled.
But before this artistic conception faded, he felt a sharp pain in his eyes, his body burning like the scorching sun. Another flame sword slashed over. The White-Bearded Martial Emperor made the Heaven-Fixing Ancient Tree wrap around his body, while his hands transformed into countless ancient vines that roared out. However, they were continuously shattered under the flame sword light.
The heavy sword intent and scorching sword intent remained. A killing wind sword suddenly descended. The three sword artistic conceptions seemed to superimpose, causing the White-Bearded Martial Emperor's mind to shake incessantly. He roared, and a forest appeared in the void, filled with endless ancient trees.
At this moment, the fourth sword path arrived uninvited—the Fall Sword Dao artistic conception. Everything was to fall, to be extinguished, like the arrival of dusk. The four sword artistic conceptions intertwined, destroying everything. Terrifying indestructible sword light curtains appeared in the void, annihilating all. Before the White-Bearded Martial Emperor could even release his own power, he felt himself enveloped by endless indestructible sword light, unable to extricate himself.
But at this moment, Lin Feng stopped his attack. His foot stomped heavily in the void, and a stretch of earth appeared, suspended between heaven and earth, spanning beneath Lin Feng and the White-Bearded Martial Emperor. The next moment, Lin Feng's wind-like body charged forward. While the White-Bearded Martial Emperor was still resisting the indestructible four-element sword artistic conception, Lin Feng's palm print fiercely slammed down. With a booming explosion, cracking sounds came from his bones. His body went limp and collapsed. Although he was a Mid-rank Emperor, his physical body hadn't even reached the level of a Low-rank Emperor's. How could he withstand Lin Feng's physical bombardment?
"Roar!" The White-Bearded Martial Emperor's long beard fluttered. He raised his head and let out an unwilling howl, like a beast's roar. But what greeted him was an icy sole print that directly stomped onto his face, pressing his head down. An intense sense of humiliation made his whole body tremble, erupting with sky-high fury. Law force frantically surged out.
But at this moment, he probably hadn't yet seen Lin Feng's palm print descending toward his body. The surrounding crowd, watching this scene, could no longer feel that the White-Bearded Martial Emperor was a powerful Mid-rank Emperor. He seemed like just an ordinary old man. They thought to themselves whether his old bones could withstand Lin Feng's palm strike.
Cracking bone sounds and screams rang out. The White-Bearded Martial Emperor's law force instantly dissipated, forcibly scattered, as if who knew how many meridians had burst.
"Is this a battle? This is clearly slaughter." The crowd stared at the scene in the void. When Lin Feng was fighting earlier, he had deliberately paused, using earth law force to condense a void earth in the sky, all for the purpose of trampling the White-Bearded Martial Emperor and making him kneel. Today, the Heavenly Terrace hadn't come to fight at all—they had come to humiliate people. Hou Qinglin and the others had almost finished off the other Martial Emperors of the Medicine King Immortal Palace. Some were dead, some were crippled. The Medicine King Immortal Palace, one of the rulers of the Nine Great Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses region, was a king in this area that no one dared to provoke. But today, it felt terrifyingly fragile.
"Stop!" At this moment, a terrifying sound wave rushed over. The crowd was startled. They saw strong men arriving from two directions simultaneously. One group came from the direction of the Medicine King Immortal Palace's main city—the Medicine King Immortal Palace's experts had arrived. The other group came from the direction of the Great Zhou Immortal Palace. They were naturally not from the Great Zhou Immortal Palace, but rather cultivators from Qing Di Mountain. The one who spoke was also one of the cultivators from Qing Di Mountain.