# Chapter 2375: Arrived Just in Time
In Tianyan City, sunlight sprinkled down upon the city, making the entire city seem to be filled with a scorching heat. Looking up at the sky, there was a heavenly palace, lofty and high, ethereal like a ball of flame. That was precisely where the Flame Temple was located, high above, unreachable.
On a vast square, many people had gathered. One side of them was all clad in flame-colored robes, all possessing extraordinary auras and formidable strength. Only among them was a young man whose aura seemed much weaker, and he was none other than Zhetian.
"Father!" Zhetian's gaze fell upon Lin Feng's figure in the distance opposite him, his expression not looking good. He transmitted his voice: "Father, I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me. They've prepared thoroughly this time. It's useless."
Lin Feng did not speak. His gaze swept over the people of the Flame Temple, then landed on Qiong Lin: "A temple standing at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens, using a young boy as a hostage. What a disgrace."
"There's no need to provoke me. I said I won't harm him in the slightest. Come over here, and I'll release him immediately." Qiong Lin said indifferently, his expression extremely calm.
"Flame Temple, this is not the first time. If you don't release him now, our Fate Temple will truly lose its patience," the Prophet said calmly, his tone carrying a hint of coldness.
"Lose patience, and what do you plan to do?" Qiong Lin sneered. Then, he saw the Prophet close his eyes. No one else spoke. Suddenly, the space seemed to fall into complete silence. Neither side said a word, waiting, as if to see who could not endure this silence.
In the Heavenly Slaughter Alliance, everyone had introduced themselves. When introducing the people of the Flame Temple, they were especially solemn.
"This time, we have members of the Flame Temple among us. Therefore, when we enter the Divine Tomb, we will choose the Fire Tomb entrance. Let's see who has the luck to receive the favor of the gods," someone said at this moment, his expression somewhat serious. "The Divine Tomb is a true battlefield inside. If we enter the Fire Tomb together, we must look out for each other. Only then can we go further."
"En." The crowd nodded in agreement, indicating their understanding.
"Since everyone is clear, let's set out," said a high-ranking member of the Heavenly Slaughter Alliance again, preparing to head to one of the Seven Great Forbidden Lands, the Divine Tomb.
"Wait." At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly spoke, causing everyone's gaze to turn to him.
"What is it?" The person who had just spoken looked at Lin Feng and asked.
"I still have a friend coming. His strength is very formidable. Everyone, perhaps we can wait a little," Lin Feng said to the other party.
The man's expression flickered as he asked, "How strong is he?"
"Great Accomplishment Saint King, and definitely the peak type of Great Accomplishment Saint King with terrifying combat power. He's my friend, but actually more like an elder who has been teaching me. He was delayed a bit, so he's running late," Lin Feng said to the crowd.
The man's gaze congealed. A Great Accomplishment Saint King, and one with very strong combat power—such a person was indeed worth waiting for.
"Since that's the case, let's wait a moment," the man said. The crowd had no objections. Lin Feng's heart was churning. Hurry up, I hope he can make it.
However, half an hour later, many people frowned and asked, "Still not here?"
"Wait a little longer. It shouldn't be much longer," Lin Feng replied.
"Shouldn't be? Hmph, it seems you don't even know the exact time yourself. Forget it, let's just get moving," the man said.
"That's right. What difference does one more person make? We don't even know if his words are true or false. Let's head to the Divine Tomb first. If he can catch up, then we'll talk," another person said.
"Let's go," a member of the Flame Temple said. Clearly, they had no patience to wait for others here.
Lin Feng's expression congealed. Seeing the crowd already walking out, it was obvious that he didn't have enough weight to make them stop because of his words. His gaze flickered, and he followed the crowd, while simultaneously using his external incarnation to guide the Prophet, hoping he could catch up.
The Divine Tomb had several major entrances. In ancient times, there were only a few temples, with great gods ruling the continent. As time passed, some temples were buried in the river of history, while others rose. But this ancient Divine Tomb still had only a few major entrances, each seemingly symbolizing the guidance of a god.
These major entrances were all in Blood Emperor City. The location where the crowd was now was the entrance to the Fire Tomb. Ahead, a sea of blood churned, but there was a patch of blazing firelight that was extremely intense, like a tomb. That was the entrance to the Fire Tomb, rumored to contain the relics of a flame god.
Lin Feng had read a great deal of information about the Seven Great Forbidden Lands in the endless archives of the Fate Temple. He knew the general situation of the Divine Tomb. But at this moment, he had no mind to think about the Divine Tomb. Looking at the crowd that had stopped, the Prophet was almost there. But with just one step, these people could step into the Divine Tomb.
These past few days, Qiong Yu had been with the strong experts of the Flame Temple the whole time. Lin Feng had found no opportunity to make a move. And once they entered the Divine Tomb, not only was the Divine Tomb itself extremely dangerous, but he also couldn't deal with Qiong Yu and the people of the Flame Temple.
"Let's go," someone said.
"Wait a little longer," Lin Feng suddenly shouted. His figure flickered, and he arrived in front of the flame entrance, his back to the entrance, looking at the crowd: "Everyone, please wait a moment longer. He'll be here soon."
Many people frowned, looking at Lin Feng with impatience.
"We've waited for a long time, but he hasn't come himself. We can't delay any longer because of your words. Move aside," someone said indifferently.
"Mu Feng, don't cause trouble," the person who had brought Lin Feng into the Heavenly Slaughter Alliance also spoke.
"Just one more incense stick of time is enough," Lin Feng said to the crowd.
"Move aside," someone shouted sternly, very displeased. "If he comes, he can enter the Divine Tomb directly and contact you later."
"You're out of line." Waves of pressure surged toward Lin Feng, causing his expression to congeal. He said, "Everyone, this matter is of great importance. I must stop you from entering, or else I'm afraid no one can bear the consequences."
"Oh?" The crowd frowned even more deeply. Many people stepped forward and said coldly, "Are you threatening us?"
"Let's see what matter is so important."
"Everyone, please stop," at this moment, from the sky above, the wind and clouds shifted. A voice suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, shaking the space above, causing the crowd to congeal. The voice came through divine soul transmission.
"Who are you, sir?" someone asked toward the void.
"A temple is conducting its affairs. Everyone, please stop," the voice spread again. The crowd was filled with doubt. A temple's people?
"A temple conducting its affairs?" The people of the Flame Temple were quite disdainful. Then they stepped forward and said, "Everyone, don't bother. Let's see which temple dares to do anything to us."
"Presumptuous. Flame Temple, are you that arrogant?" The voice from the void was extremely domineering and forceful, causing the people of the Flame Temple to look into the distance behind them, their expressions cold: "You are the presumptuous one!"
"If you dare to stay, you'll know who is being presumptuous," the voice from the void said again, causing the strong experts of the Flame Temple to look displeased. Someone was actually threatening them.
"I also want to see who is so presumptuous," those people said. They stood there, not leaving. At this moment, in the distance, a figure walked over, glanced at the crowd, and said, "It's not me. I'm just preparing to enter the Divine Tomb."
After saying this, he walked toward the back of the crowd, standing at the only path to the Divine Tomb entrance. This person was Tian Ruojian. Although many people knew his name, very few had seen him in person. The Nine Heavens was too vast; a person's reputation could spread easily, but seeing the person himself was extremely difficult, even if he was very famous.
The crowd all halted, not entering the Divine Tomb. They also wanted to know who dared to speak such arrogant words, saying they would make the Flame Temple people regret it.
In the distance, wind and clouds roared. A terrifying aura spread over. Soon, the crowd saw a terrifying momentum approaching rapidly from afar. Finally, they saw a black figure, his long robe fluttering, his gaze icy cold.
"He's here!" Lin Feng's pupils contracted. This time, it was Motian.
The people of the temple frowned. This person seemed somewhat familiar, as if they had seen him somewhere before.
"It's Motian!" someone suddenly said. Immediately, the people of the Flame Temple's pupils contracted. Indeed, it was Motian. He had not appeared for too long, always appearing before the world as the Prophet, causing people to forget the Motian of the past.
"Qiong Yu, you enter the Divine Tomb first," the people of the Flame Temple seemed to sense something unusual, telling Qiong Yu and the others to enter the Divine Tomb first. The Great Accomplishment Saint Kings stayed behind to see what Motian wanted to do.
But at this moment, a terrifying sword might spread between heaven and earth, reaching an extreme level. The hearts of the crowd trembled slightly as they looked at Tian Ruojian in front of Lin Feng, guarding the entrance of the Fire Tomb. They didn't expect this person to be so strong too, and to be together with them.
"Illusion!" Motian shouted coldly. The scene of heaven and earth changed, as if this void had turned into an illusory scene.
"Motian, what is the meaning of this?" a strong expert of the Flame Temple shouted.
"I said, my patience with the Flame Temple has run out," Motian said coldly. Then he struck a palm down toward the ground below. At the same time, Tian Ruojian's sword might enveloped the entire void. And Lin Feng, on his palm, appeared a sword, a dazzling and brilliant sword. Finally, he had arrived in time. This time, he must capture Qiong Yu!