# Chapter 2490: The Great Showdown
The Flame Temple Alliance was thoroughly shaken. They had originally been an alliance of seven divine temples, but after the Wind Temple was destroyed and now the Radiant Gold Temple was annihilated, and the Heavenly Punishment Temple had produced a god-like existence capable of single-handedly killing a temple lord wielding a super sacred artifact, the remaining five temples were gripped by panic, as if doomsday was about to descend.
On this day, the lords of the five great temples gathered at the Flame Temple. They sat together, each harboring their own thoughts, no one knowing what the others were thinking.
"How do we deal with this?" After what seemed like a long silence, the Thunder Temple Lord spoke. Even someone as lofty and powerful as he now lacked confidence. This upheaval had already destroyed several temples. Were they destined to become one of them, reduced to dust in the annals of history?
"I have already mobilized the Peng Clan's elite forces, gathering all our strength here to await their arrival," the Flame Temple Lord said calmly. "Alternatively, we could dissolve the alliance, abandon the temples, and each flee for our lives."
"How can we allow the majesty of our temples to be trampled upon like this?" the Demon Temple Lord said coldly. "I am willing to fight."
"With our five temples still possessing five super sacred artifacts, plus the mighty Peng King and the Peng Clan's experts, I refuse to believe we are weaker than them," the Ice and Snow Temple Lord spoke up.
This made the remaining Void Temple Lord and Thunder Temple Lord's expressions flicker. Was it truly time for the final decisive battle of the Nine Heavens? It seemed they had no way back.
"Rumors now say that Lin Feng's strength has surpassed the supreme boundary. Can we win?" the Thunder Temple Lord sighed.
"Transcendence? A divine spirit?" the Flame Temple Lord looked at him. "Do you think that if a divine spirit wanted to kill you, you could escape by refusing to fight? Besides, is that even possible?"
"No matter how powerful a supreme realm cultivator is, it's only because they've fused special great perfection origin power to create powerful sacred techniques. As long as they're in the supreme realm, there's a chance to kill them. The only thing everyone must guard against is his power to stop the flow of time—it's very strong. Be careful. Once he catches an opportunity, you might end up like the Radiant Gold Temple Lord."
Everyone nodded, resolved to fight. Soon, news spread throughout the Nine Heavens: the Flame Temple Alliance intended to gather their remaining strength for a final battle against the Fate Temple Alliance and the Heavenly Punishment Temple. Instantly, countless eyes turned toward the Flame Temple. The Nine Heavens' ultimate showdown—this battle would truly determine the future structure of the Nine Heavens, deciding who would rule the world.
Of course, the Fate Temple Alliance and the Heavenly Punishment Temple also learned of this news.
On that day, Lin Feng once again set foot in the ruined Fate Temple castle. At this moment, an extremely large number of powerful cultivators had gathered in this Fate Temple. When Lin Feng arrived, he saw the Fate Temple Lord and others in the same place, the Lord's Fate Robe fluttering in the wind. The Fate Temple Lord and the Prophet were staring at each other, and everyone sensed an unusual atmosphere.
"Eh?" Lin Feng's gaze narrowed slightly. He walked over and said, "Teacher, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Lin Feng, it's best if you don't participate in this battle. I have an ominous premonition," the Prophet said to Lin Feng. This made the Fate Temple Lord across from him freeze, his expression turning somewhat gloomy. He said coldly, "Withdraw."
The Prophet looked at the Temple Lord and said calmly, "I ask the Temple Lord to rescind his order."
"How dare you!" The Fate Temple Lord's expression grew cold, and a murderous intent seemed to emanate from him. He took a step forward, and instantly, the Prophet groaned, staggering back several steps.
Lin Feng's expression stiffened. "Teacher, what exactly is happening?"
"Lin Feng, stay away from the Fate Temple," the Prophet said with a faint smile. Instantly, an even stronger cold aura swept out, descending upon him.
"Let me see just how much strength you've been hiding," the Fate Temple Lord said. He stepped forward, and a cold light shot toward the Prophet.
"Stop!" Lin Feng's expression changed. He shouted coldly, "Time, freeze!"
Instantly, time seemed to stop. Lin Feng's body shot forward like lightning, rushing toward the Prophet. In an instant, he appeared beside the Prophet and struck out with a palm toward the Temple Lord. At the same time, the flow of time resumed. The crowd was stunned. How could there be internal strife at a time like this, on the eve of battle?
"What a fine Demon Heaven! Fate, kill!" the Fate Temple Lord shouted coldly. Fate was stripped away, and the Prophet screamed in agony. How could he withstand the Temple Lord's powerful divine ability?
"My death is not worth regretting, but I hope the Temple Lord will not act against the principles of heaven," the Prophet said, his body becoming ethereal, as if it might dissipate at any moment. This sight filled Lin Feng with overwhelming rage. Time froze once again. His body moved like the wind, and the Sovereign Divine Seal swept out, transforming into a deadly sword that struck toward the Temple Lord.
Time came to a complete halt. The sword in Lin Feng's hand thrust straight at the Fate Temple Lord. When the frozen time resumed, the Fate Temple Lord looked calmly at Lin Feng, making no attempt to resist.
"Lin Feng!" Shouts rang out, making Lin Feng's heart tremble. Then, his palm struck the Fate Temple Lord's shoulder. Instantly, the Temple Lord's shoulder shattered, blood flowing freely. Yet his gaze remained fixed on Lin Feng.
"If fate decrees that I fall by your hand, I have no regrets," the Temple Lord said calmly. Lin Feng roared at the sky in fury. What was going on?
"Take this!" The Fate Temple Lord grabbed Lin Feng's hand and placed something in it. Then he smiled and said, "Everyone, I will not participate in this battle. All members of the Fate Temple, obey Lin Feng's commands. Treat Lin Feng as you would treat me. Earth Temple, Heavenly Sound Temple, I hope you can join forces with the Heavenly Punishment Temple to erase the Flame Temple Alliance from the Nine Heavens."
Lin Feng fell silent. He put away the object and turned to look at the Prophet.
"Don't go," the Prophet shook his head.
"I don't want anything to happen to my teacher," Lin Feng said. With that, his body shot into the air. "Move out!"
As his voice fell, his figure moved. Instantly, everyone rose into the air, including the Fate Temple's powerful cultivators, all following Lin Feng as they marched toward the Flame Temple.
The people of Fate City looked up at the sky, watching the vast procession of figures, their hearts trembling violently. Was the ultimate showdown finally about to begin?
When Lin Feng led the mighty force to hover above the Flame Temple, everyone below was shocked. The two most powerful forces of the Nine Heavens had gathered here.
The Flame Temple's experts had already arrayed their battle formation, waiting for their arrival. When the gazes of both sides collided, a terrifying gale seemed to sweep through heaven and earth, suffocating those below. Everyone fled, desperate to leave this space—it was too dangerous.
"Kill!" Lin Feng spat out a single word. He stepped forward first, and behind him, all the experts advanced. Even so, they dared not move too quickly, lest they be surrounded and annihilated.
"Great Heaven Seal!" A cold voice rang out. Heaven and earth froze, and everyone's body seemed to come to a halt. Then, several terrifying attacks came hurtling toward them—the power of super sacred artifacts was overwhelming.
"Time, freeze!" Lin Feng willed it. The attacks seemed to stop. He and the Old Ox beside him charged forward simultaneously, their attacks sweeping out, destroying the frozen, terrifying attacks.
The flow of time resumed, and then Purple Bamboo's voice rang out: "Time, freeze!"
The Flame Temple Alliance members, who had just regained movement, were once again trapped in a state of frozen time. Lin Feng's side had already charged into the enemy's formation. Lin Feng looked at a supreme realm cultivator before him, his gaze filled with terrifying, domineering intent. He was like a sovereign descending upon the world. He threw a punch, dominating heaven and earth, the Sovereign Divine Seal obliterating the heavens.
"Chi..." That figure turned into a stream of void light, trying to flicker away. But the Sovereign Divine Seal trembled violently, devouring the energy of heaven and earth. It struck the opponent in an instant, its heaven-defying power ignoring everything, directly drowning the figure.
"This..." The crowd saw the terrifying aura of a sovereign dominating all things emanating from Lin Feng's attack. Their expressions trembled, and no one dared approach him.
"Thunder Temple Lord, attack him with the Heaven-Shaking Divine Thunder Hammer," the Flame Temple Lord ordered. Instantly, the Thunder Temple Lord summoned a bolt of nine-heaven divine thunder, and the world was filled with nothing but the dance of terrifying thunder.
"Void Temple Lord, let's join forces," the Ice and Snow Temple Lord said. The two moved to the side, heading toward a supreme realm expert of the Heavenly Punishment Temple.
"Void, freeze!"
"Great Heaven Seal!"
Both shouted simultaneously. Instantly, heaven and earth stopped once more. The Void Temple Lord's figure vanished, reappearing before one person. He threw a terrifying punch, shattering the void, and the frozen, ice-sealed expert shattered along with it. The Ice and Snow Temple Lord also struck with his super sacred artifact, directly killing another expert. When two temple lords joined forces, their power was terrifying.
"Earth Temple Lord, deal with the Thunder Temple Lord. Heavenly Sound Temple Lord, deal with the Flame Temple Lord. Di Xi, you handle the Demon Temple Lord. Purple Bamboo, Brother Ox, come with me." Lin Feng's body shot toward the Ice and Snow Temple Lord and the Void Temple Lord. Purple Bamboo and the Old Ox understood—they both had combat power at the temple lord level, making them the most suitable partners for Lin Feng to kill enemies.
But at that moment, a sharp cry rang through the void. In the distance, a flock of great rocs spread their wings and flew over. The leader was none other than the Peng King.
"We've been waiting for you." Suddenly, boundary light surged in the sky above. Roars of fury rang out as a group of divine dragons appeared, led by none other than the Dragon Lord.
"Peng King, you made a deal with them: first help them unify the Nine Heavens, then they help you rule the Tai Yao Realm. Don't you find your idea laughable?" the Dragon Lord said with a mocking expression. The Peng King's eyes were sharp. What was so laughable? His speed was unmatched, and he was invincible in the Nine Heavens. Who would dare deceive him? He would kill them one by one. Who could catch him alone?