# Chapter 2218: Hall Master's Oppression
The pressure that the Hall of All Gods brought to the Fate Temple was clearly not as relaxed as the Prophet had told Lin Feng. Perhaps it was because he did not want to give Lin Feng too much pressure. A thousand years apart, the Wheel of Fate had turned twice—how could the Hall of All Gods not be tense? The rise of a taboo was the dusk of the gods, and the upper echelons of the temples would not allow such a figure to exist.
Therefore, the great figures who were the Hall Masters of the Hall of All Gods had remained at the Fate Temple for many days. They merely chatted idly with the Fate Temple's Hall Master, and this kind of casual conversation was itself a terrible, invisible pressure. These people were all extremely terrifying existences; who knew when they might go mad? Although they were amiable while chatting, when it came time to act, no one would show the slightest courtesy.
"After so many days, you all are still so eager to meet those who attended the Nine Heavens Gathering?" At this moment, the Fate Temple's Hall Master looked at the more than ten Hall Master figures before him, each one a giant in their own domain.
"Naturally. You old fellow are not being straightforward—you took the people away. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to linger here and refuse to leave." A person spoke calmly with a smile, their conversation seemingly without any anger, extremely peaceful.
"Very well. Since you all are so eager to meet them, I will have someone bring them to see you. But there is one thing I must make clear: the Nine Heavens Gathering is held once every hundred years. This time, it fell to my Fate Temple to host it. The top ten seats are already true disciples of my Fate Temple, known throughout the Nine Heavens. Whether it is the Nine Heavens Celestial Court or the Nine Heavens Continent, everyone knows this. If I allow you to slaughter these ten disciples, then my Fate Temple might as well disband from now on." The old man of the Fate Temple said calmly. For a force of their temple's level, face was extremely important at certain times.
"I believe you all, my old friends, can understand this, right?" The Fate Temple's Hall Master looked at the crowd.
"What do you want?" At this moment, a demon king-like figure swept his gaze over, like a supreme demon lord, staring at the Fate Temple's Hall Master.
"Very simple. All of you, summon one of your temples' most core disciples. If you, my old friends, want to make a move against my Fate Temple's disciples, for each person you kill, one of your own will pay with their life. That way, my Fate Temple can preserve some face." The Fate Temple's Hall Master said calmly.
Immediately, the Hall Masters of the various temples showed contemplative expressions. What was this old fellow thinking? If there really was a taboo figure among them, ten ordinary disciples wouldn't be worth one. But if there wasn't, then it would be one life for one life.
"Agreed." The Flame Temple's Hall Master was the first to express his stance, his gaze seeming to contain a sea of fire, yet his voice was ice-cold.
"I also agree." Another Hall Master agreed. At the very least, they wanted to see whether this old fellow of the Fate Temple actually dared to hand over the people.
"Very well. Bring your people together." The Fate Temple's Hall Master's voice remained as calm as ever, as if it would never ripple.
Light flickered, and figures disappeared one after another. In the starry sky, a figure sat on a star disk, bathed in endless starlight. At this moment, a white figure slowly appeared before him, and Lin Feng opened his eyes, smiling: "Senior."
"Lin Feng, many years ago I told you that if one day you came to the temple, I would take you as my disciple. Although you don't necessarily have to become my disciple, still, call me teacher." The Prophet smiled gently at Lin Feng. Lin Feng's expression froze for a moment, then he nodded with a smile.
"Teacher."
"Good." The Prophet's eyes showed a smile, and he said to Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, the Hall Master just sent word. The Hall Masters of the Hall of All Gods refuse to give up and want to see the top ten of the Nine Heavens Gathering."
Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly, but then relaxed again. No matter what happened, the Fate Temple would inevitably have arrangements; he didn't need to worry.
"In fact, this is a game between the Hall Master and them. You will go, but they must also bring their core disciples. If they kill one of yours, one of theirs must also die. So it depends on whether they are willing to trade." The Prophet continued.
Lin Feng's heart trembled. It was indeed a game. The Fate Temple's Hall Master naturally didn't want to do this, but the situation forced his hand. So he gambled with them—one life for one life. No one could grasp the other's thoughts. Did they dare to make a move or not?
This was a psychological game and confrontation. However, the Prophet didn't seem worried. He smiled and said: "Lin Feng, the Hall Master has already made arrangements. There should be no problem, but you still need to be cautious. The external incarnation you cultivate—what kind is it?"
"The Three Lives Scripture." Lin Feng looked at the Prophet without hiding anything. His biggest secret was his taboo body, which the Prophet already knew. One could say that his life now depended on the Fate Temple. Therefore, he didn't deliberately conceal anything. He could feel that the Fate Temple truly wanted him to become a taboo existence and escort his rise.
"Good. Leave your external incarnation here, and let your true body come with me. After all, with the sharp eyes of those temple giants, an external incarnation pretending to be the true body would probably not fool them. They will inevitably test you." The Prophet pondered for a moment, then spoke, his heart secretly trembling. Lin Feng had actually cultivated the Three Lives Scripture as well. His fate was indeed heading toward the path of taboo.
After the final war of the ancient era, among those who rose to power who were not from the temples, the strongest few included one person. That was also an extremely legendary figure, someone who could rely on himself to continuously climb to the peak.
Lin Feng left his external incarnation there, then gathered with the others. Only then did the Prophet appear, not appearing before the others together with Lin Feng. Even the people of the Fate Temple didn't know the closeness of the relationship between the Prophet and Lin Feng. When the crowd arrived at that immortal palace and saw those giant figures, a series of gazes swept over them, immediately causing them to feel a trembling in their souls.
"Such powerful people." Lin Feng stared at those temple giants. Among them, one person's gaze alone made him feel as if he was standing before a supreme demon lord, unable to generate the slightest will to resist, as if he had to submit before that person.
"How is there one person missing?" At this moment, a cold voice came. Indeed, one person was missing from among them. Of those who came, only eight of the top ten were present. Chu Chunqiu was not there.
"This must be deliberately arranged by teacher and the others, to create the illusion for them that Chu Chunqiu is the taboo body, so he won't appear." Lin Feng thought to himself.
"He is no longer a disciple of the Fate Temple, so naturally he won't appear here." The Fate Temple's Hall Master said calmly.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Chu Chunqiu was killed by your disciples. In the Fate Temple, he felt unsafe and was unwilling to join the Fate Temple. He asked us to send him away. To make up for this debt, we sent Chu Chunqiu to the Tai Yao Realm." The Fate Temple's Hall Master said calmly, causing the crowd's expressions to stiffen. The Tai Yao Realm.
"Where in the Tai Yao Realm?" The Ice Temple's Hall Master asked coldly.
"The Ganges River of Time, the Divine Forbidden Land of the Tai Yao Realm." The Fate Temple's Hall Master replied, causing the others' expressions to instantly stiffen.
"Have you gone mad?" The Ice Temple Hall Master's face grew increasingly cold.
"I don't believe it." The Demon Temple Hall Master's voice was filled with demonic might.
The Fate Temple's Hall Master smiled slightly, then waved his hand. Instantly, a light screen appeared in the sky, along with several figures. Seeing those figures and the Ganges River of Time Divine Forbidden Land behind them, the faces of the various temple Hall Masters finally changed.
"You actually handed Chu Chunqiu over to the Tai Yao Realm. Is it him?"
"I'm not sure. In any case, Chu Chunqiu no longer has any relationship with my Fate Temple. As for the rest, they are all here. Do whatever you want. But no matter what you do, I will do the same to your disciples."
The Fate Temple's Hall Master said calmly, causing the temple Hall Masters to snort coldly, their eyes fixed on Lin Feng and the others.
"The Ganges River of Time, the Divine Forbidden Land. What kind of place is that?" Lin Feng murmured in his heart. It seemed the Fate Temple had spent no small price to create this illusion for the various temples. Chu Chunqiu was the one who had caused the Wheel of Fate to turn. That way, they would all focus their attention on Chu Chunqiu, while he, Lin Feng, could grow freely. Still, he should appear less before the temples' eyes, since appearing more would expose more things and arouse suspicion.
At this moment, Lin Feng felt a dizziness in his head. Then, in his consciousness, he found himself on flat ground. Above him was a flame-covered mountain peak, and the Flame Temple's Hall Master stood atop it. Those eyes filled with endless flames swept over him, causing his heart to tremble violently—it was a trembling that came from his soul.
"Kneel." The Flame Temple's Hall Master roared. Lin Feng's expression stiffened, filled with a terrifying unyielding will. His legs trembled, but he stood firm and unmoving, only staring at the other with extremely cold eyes.
"These temple Hall Masters are too terrifying. With just a glance, I can't bear it." Lin Feng's heart surged with huge waves. The other was oppressing his soul, oppressing his will.
The Flame Temple's Hall Master, high above, looked down at him from above, wanting him to lower his head, to submit.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort trembled in Lin Feng's soul, and he felt his soul shake violently, as if a wisp of flame wanted to burrow into the depths of his soul to explore.
"Hall Master." At this moment, a shout made the Flame Temple's Hall Master's expression twitch, and he looked at his Flame Temple disciple.
"If you want to invade their memories, then I will not be polite either and will invade your temple disciples' memories. If I see some cultivation techniques that shouldn't be seen, don't blame me." The Fate Temple's Hall Master's voice came out coldly, causing the Flame Temple's Hall Master to snort coldly. However, he ultimately stopped his invasion. But Lin Feng didn't feel any better—it was as if a flame mountain was pressing down on him. That supreme flame god-like Hall Master still stood there, staring coldly at him and saying: "Answer my words carefully. If you make a single mistake, even if I have to sacrifice one of my disciples' lives, I will kill you."