# Chapter 1822: Training
"The Nine Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses are the rulers of this region, but the true masters are actually Azure Emperor Mountain. This Heavenly Terrace now not only deals with the Medicine King Immortal Palace but also dares to provoke and humiliate the people of Azure Emperor Mountain. As the rulers, how could these Azure Emperor Mountain cultivators endure such disgrace? They are all enraged now."
Countless gazes turned toward the battlefield in the void. The Azure Emperor Mountain cultivators had already directly issued orders to kill the people of Heavenly Terrace. However, aside from those engaged in battle, no one else made a move. The others from the Nine Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses were still watching from the sidelines. This Heavenly Terrace was so arrogant and overbearing—what was their foundation?
"Azure Emperor Mountain's orders?" Lin Feng heard the other party's words and revealed a cold expression. "From now on, this region is no longer under Azure Emperor Mountain's control."
As his words fell, his foot once again heavily stomped on the White-Bearded Martial Emperor, causing all the old bones in his body to shatter. He lay limply on the ground, utterly pitiful, yet also pathetic. Lying there weakly, his murky eyes looked at Lin Feng, feeling a pain worse than death. A trace of recollection seemed to flicker in his eyes.
He recalled the scene from the past: Yu Emperor carrying Lin Feng on his back, coming before him to beg for medicine, kneeling in humiliation. Yu Emperor's treasures were taken, yet no medicine was given, causing Yu Emperor to leave in shame and anger. At that time, Yu Emperor carried a young figure on his back. Back then, he hadn't even bothered to look at that young man properly. But now, that young man stood before him, trampling him fiercely underfoot. How unpredictable life was—never bully the young. Before this, he would never have dreamed that such a day would come, and that it would arrive so quickly.
"Today, I repay the humiliation you inflicted on my master a hundredfold." Lin Feng's foot stomped down again. The White-Bearded Martial Emperor let out a wail, and a tear seemed to slowly trickle from the corner of his eye. Time passed slowly; he had cultivated for over a thousand years, finally achieving today's accomplishments, dominating the scene, ruling one side, feared by all, holding the power of life and death over others.
One wrong thought, and now he had fallen to such a state. How could this not make one feel pathetic, so sorrowful that tears fell? When Yu Emperor knelt before him, how humble he was. To someone like him at that time, such a figure meant nothing at all.
Not only did he himself feel pathetic, but many people watching a Mid-rank Emperor being tortured and killed like this also felt pity and lament for him. It would be better to die. Among the crowd of Qi Tian Fortress, Eastern Emperor and Qi Emperor felt a chill running through their bodies, a coldness that seemed to burrow into their bones. In just these few years, the young man they had once hunted everywhere had already reached such a level.
Aside from Lin Feng, Hou Qinglin and Tian Chi were also unparalleled talents of their time. Heavenly Terrace's eleven personal disciples—it seemed they had not only shaken the Small World but now wanted to stir up a storm in this Great World as well.
In the fierce battle in the void, Hou Qinglin's sword moved through reincarnation, Tian Chi's Buddha light shone across the nine heavens, Qing Feng's multi-element law power swept away everything, her ever-changing fierce attacks catching people off guard. Wu and Suan were both powerful demon beasts, their sun law power burning everything. Tantai and Qin Wu fought relentlessly, the Lion King's roar shaking the heavens, the ancient cauldron suppressing the universe. And Jun Moxi's Cold Nether technique carried a vast righteous qi—the aura of a king, upright and invincible, the Cold Nether power capable of freezing people alive.
"What kind of people are these? Where do they come from?" Everyone from all directions sighed in their hearts. The combat power of these people was simply astonishing.
At this moment, Lin Feng's palm trembled in the void, and the Purple River War Chariot roared to life. Countless war chariots appeared in the void, radiating an immortal power. However, the chariots did not charge forward. Lin Feng's palm continued to tremble, and sacred light flashed, the power of destruction surging endlessly, enveloping the roaring chariots. Suddenly, an even more terrifying pressure emerged in the void.
"Brothers," Lin Feng called out. Immediately, everyone moved with perfect tacit understanding, shifting positions. Hou Qinglin and Tian Chi transformed into millions of clones, enveloping the entire void. Tantai and Jun Moxi guarded the upper realm, endless lion roars and terrifying nether power weaving into a curtain. Below, Qing Feng, Suan, and Wu guarded the area. Two enormous demon beast bodies appeared—who could take half a step?
"Break out!" A Azure Emperor Mountain strongman roared, feeling the terrifying power surging from Lin Feng's direction. These fellows knew Lin Feng too well. When Lin Feng called out, they understood what to do and began sealing off the void.
"Boom!" Lin Feng's palm trembled, and the Purple River War Chariot charged through the void. Millions of war chariots crushed across the void. The immortal power made them eternal; the wind law power made them roar; the destructive array might made each chariot possess terrifying destructive force.
Almost simultaneously, the Heavenly Terrace members sealing off that space began unleashing their most terrifying power. Endless destructive forces struck out at the center simultaneously, splitting the heavens and earth into a river of reincarnation. Millions of palm prints blasted out, the Cold Nether power froze the void, and the Lion King rolled down mightily.
"They're going to wipe them out!" Everyone's hearts twitched violently at this sight. The roaring immortal war chariots finally crushed over, merging with the other attack powers, rampaging through that entire vast space, crushing through the bodies of the strongmen, devouring their lives.
Streams of law power scattered, and then souls roared. Many souls tried to escape from their bodies, but how could the Heavenly Terrace people let them go? Wherever Hou Qinglin's sword reached, souls instantly entered reincarnation. Soul power feared nothing more than the great power of reincarnation.
The entire sky was a mess. After this strike, victory or defeat no longer needed concern. The White-Bearded Martial Emperor lying on the ground felt somewhat despairing. Medicine King Immortal Palace's strongmen, Azure Emperor Mountain's cultivators—such a lineup was about to be wiped out. Were these Heavenly Terrace people really trying to overturn the Nine Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses?
"Quickly, invite the Fortress Lord to come personally," the White-Bearded Martial Emperor let out a weak roar. Below, there were still many Medicine King Immortal Palace people who didn't even qualify to participate in the battle. Actually, he didn't need to say it—the battle here would surely reach the Medicine King Immortal Palace soon.
"The Heavenly Terrace people are so powerful. If the Fortress Lords of the Nine Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses don't appear, they probably can't deal with them," everyone thought to themselves. However, they were still somewhat puzzled. What gave the Heavenly Terrace people the right to be so arrogant? Although their strength was terrifying, it was still impossible for them to dominate this region alone. After all, none of them had a strongman who could contend with a High-rank Emperor. Moreover, this Heavenly Terrace had now even offended Azure Emperor Mountain.
When the Defying Dust Martial Emperor arrived with Wen Aofeng, the battle here had just ended. Whether Azure Emperor Mountain cultivators or Medicine King Immortal Palace strongmen, the dead were dead, the crippled were crippled. If the Heavenly Terrace people wished, they could easily kill them all.
At this moment, the Heavenly Terrace people had already landed. The White-Bearded Martial Emperor of Medicine King Immortal Palace was forced to kneel on the ground, suffering a fate worse than death, feeling endless humiliation. Perhaps at this moment, he could understand a fraction of the humiliation Yu Emperor felt when he knelt back then.
"Wretches," Defying Dust said as he arrived. The surviving Azure Emperor Mountain cultivators came to his side. Ye Sheng roared, "Master, you must kill them all. Almost all the Azure Emperor Mountain senior brothers were killed by them."
Defying Dust's face was as cold as frost, his expression icy. He hadn't expected that when he arrived, he would see such a miserable defeat. The Azure Emperor Mountain cultivators had suffered heavy casualties.
In the region of the Nine Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses, where Azure Emperor Mountain ruled, a group of young Low-rank Emperors had slaughtered the Azure Emperor Mountain people so miserably. How could Azure Emperor Mountain maintain its standing?
"Where are the people of Yaoye Island?" Defying Dust Martial Emperor asked coldly.
"Yaoye Island? If Yaoye Island had come, wouldn't you be running away like a stray dog again, just like last time?" Lin Feng's mouth curled into a mocking smile, exposing Defying Dust's old wounds.
Defying Dust's divine sense searched the void. Indeed, there were no Yaoye Island people present. This made him reveal a mocking expression.
"It seems your array dao ability has given you great confidence. I'll give you a path now: fight Aofeng with pure strength. If you win, I'll let you choose two of your people to live. If you lose, since they killed Azure Emperor Mountain people, they all must die."
Defying Dust looked down at the crowd below. He naturally assumed that these people had relied on Lin Feng's formations to achieve victory in this battle. Otherwise, a group of young Low-rank Emperors, even if extraordinary in bearing, would have limited strength.
The reason Defying Dust gave Lin Feng a chance, letting Wen Aofeng fight Lin Feng, was undoubtedly to prove to Divine Feather Martial Emperor the agreement from before. He knew Wen Aofeng's combat power well—he could already fight Mid-rank Emperors.
"All must die?" Wu's eyes flashed with a proud, cold light. A mere High-rank Emperor from a border region dared to speak to him like this.
"Truly an ignorant old thing," Wu said, cold light flickering in his eyes. Defying Dust's pupils turned icy as he looked at Wu. Such an arrogant young man. "Which junior of Yaoye Island are you?"
"Junior of Yaoye Island?" Wu's eyes flickered with flame light as he coldly spat out a voice: "You're not even qualified to ask me questions. Scram!"
Wu's domineering and arrogant voice made Defying Dust's expression stiffen. He, a High-rank Emperor of Azure Emperor Mountain, was being insulted like this by a young Low-rank Emperor demon beast. This was unheard of—the first time he had encountered such a thing.
Lin Feng, however, let out a mocking laugh, looking at Defying Dust in the void. This old thing had no idea what kind of background the people standing before him had. Let alone a mere High-rank Emperor—if this were in Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital, would a Great Emperor dare to speak to Wu like this?
Lin Feng stepped forward a few paces, his body slowly rising into the air, looking at Defying Dust and saying, "Let your disciple fight me. Defying Dust, you old dog, you really think too highly of yourself."
Everyone was confused. These fellows really spoke arrogantly without bounds. Wu told Defying Dust to scram, saying he wasn't qualified to ask questions. Lin Feng directly called Defying Dust an old dog. These young men were truly strange.
"But when I came here this time, Uncle Divine Feather also instructed me. He wouldn't mind fulfilling the agreement from before. So, I don't mind helping you train your disciple." The smile on Lin Feng's face carried a hint of demonic aura, making Defying Dust and Wen Aofeng both filled with anger. Lin Feng and Wen Aofeng were originally peers in battle, yet he used the word "train."