Chapter 860
The Curtain Falls
Meng Tianzheng stood not far away, his brows furrowed, staring at Zhao Feng, ready to intervene at any moment.
The Immortal Alliance has strict laws that prohibit internal strife.
If Zhao Feng really makes a move against Wang Lin and the other three, as the Grand Elder, he must fulfill his duty, even if he knows that the four were in the wrong first, because he has no evidence!
But at that moment...
But at that moment...
Zhao Feng paused, a smile spreading across his face.
He glanced around at the four men, then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Wang Lin, his tone hearty and sincere, “Brother Wang Lin, and the others, it’s all thanks to your cooperation just now. Otherwise, it would have been quite a struggle to wipe out these demons.”
"I, Zhao, am here to express my sincere gratitude to all of you fellow Daoists!"
These words left Wang Lin and his three companions completely dumbfounded.
what?
Cooperate?
They were clearly trying to use someone else to kill Zhao Feng, hoping the Demon Lord would wear him down, and even intending to finish him off in the chaos of battle.
But now.
Zhao Feng actually interpreted Meng Tianzheng's rice and noodles as "tacit cooperation".
Wang Lin's face was grim.
Zhao Feng's shrewdness was even greater than he had anticipated.
He had hoped that Zhao Feng would become enraged and attack him in front of Meng Tianzheng, so that he could then rightfully resolve the matter.
did not expect.
Zhao Feng, who had previously seemed incredibly reckless, was actually able to see through my plan.
Wang Lin knew that there was no hope of dealing with Zhao Feng this time.
It doesn't matter.
There is ample time!
Zhao Feng has made enemies everywhere; throughout the entire Infinite Continent, there are countless enemies of his.
Let's not talk about things further back.
Such as Meng Hao, Bai Xiaochun, Su Ming, and the immortal Fang Han.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao Feng is joking."
Wang Lin took a deep breath and forced a smile, "We were just doing our duty. Slaying demons and monsters is the responsibility of us cultivators. But you, Fellow Daoist, with your own strength, killed seven demon lords in succession. Such unparalleled divine power is truly admirable."
Li Qiye was also feeling aggrieved, but he could only echo, "Yes, Fellow Daoist Zhao Feng is incredibly brave. We were just there to lend a hand. The main credit belongs to you."
Meng Tianzheng nodded in satisfaction.
He has lived for countless years and has seen all sorts of things.
He knew perfectly well what Wang Lin and his associates were thinking.
Zhao Feng's response was flawless.
It demonstrated both strength and magnanimity.
Courageous and resourceful, knowing when to advance and when to retreat.
Only those who are like this can live longer in the infinite continent.
"All right."
Meng Tianzheng spoke, "Now that the demonic threat has been eliminated, everyone has made contributions. Come with me back to the Ninth Fortress, and we will reward you according to your merits."
Upon hearing this, Wang Lin and the others' expressions changed again.
To the Ninth Fortress?
Together with Zhao Feng?
How could they possibly go!
Isn't that just offering your face up to let Zhao Feng keep hitting you?
"We appreciate the Elder's kindness," Wang Lin quickly bowed and declined. "We only lent a helping hand; it was a small favor, not worth mentioning. We will not ask for any reward."
"That's right, that's right."
Li Qiye also hurriedly spoke up, "I have important matters to attend to, so I won't bother you any longer. Farewell!"
The Origin Immortal King was even more direct.
With a wave of his hand, the dragon-submerged painting that covered the heavens and earth quickly shrank, transforming back into an ancient scroll that fell into his sleeve.
He bowed to Meng Tianzheng and spoke in a respectful but not arrogant manner, "Elder, we still need to go back and report to the Lord of Eternal Life. We also need to report the details of this battle in detail."
The words fell.
Even Meng Tianzheng couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly when he heard the name "Fang Han, the Lord of Immortality".
That was a real taboo.
One of the eighteen top giants of the Immortal Alliance, his strength is unfathomable, even comparable to that of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor back then.
Seeing this, Wang Lin and the others felt reassured.
They knew that if Fang Han's name was invoked, even Meng Tianzheng would have to back down.
"Since that's the case, then I won't insist you stay," Meng Tianzheng said calmly. "Please."
Wang Lin and his companions felt as if they had been granted a pardon. Not wanting to stay a moment longer, they bowed to Meng Tianzheng and Zhao Feng, then transformed into streaks of light, tore through the void, and disappeared into the desolate edge of the universe.
Watching their hurried departure, Zhao Feng wore a faint smile.
run?
You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple.
After I finish dealing with my current affairs, I will go to your world and give you a proper "visit".
Meng Tianzheng looked at Zhao Feng and laughed, "Kid, you've really offended them this time."
"Fang Han is a vengeful person; he will never let this go."
Zhao Feng withdrew his gaze, his expression calm, and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Elder."
"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. If he doesn't come, then so be it. If he dares to come, I'll face him."
Meng Tianzheng gave him a deep look.
He saw a fearless spirit in this young man.
That wasn't the arrogance of the ignorant, but a confidence stemming from one's own absolute strength.
"it is good!"
Meng Tianzheng clapped his hands and laughed, "Only with such spirit can one compete in the heavens! Let's go, the soldiers of the Ninth Pass are all waiting to celebrate your victory!"
That's all.
With a wave of his sleeve, a spatial portal opened out of thin air.
Zhao Feng stepped inside and disappeared from sight.
……
As Zhao Feng and Meng Tianzheng appeared on the city wall of the Ninth Fortress.
The entire fortress fell into a deathly silence.
Then, a thunderous roar of cheers erupted into the sky!
"The Realm Lord is invincible!"
"The Realm Lord is unparalleled!"
Ye Fan, the First Emperor, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the others stared at the figure in black, their shock beyond words.
Through the array's light screen, they witnessed everything that was happening on the edge of the universe.
What ferocity would the seven demon lords possess if they joined forces?
As a result, Zhao Feng alone routed them, leaving them in disarray and fleeing in a sorry state.
then.
The arrival of four powerful figures, including Wang Lin and Li Qiye, was ostensibly to help, but in reality, it was a trap to kill them.
Nine powerful beings at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos realm laid out an inescapable trap—what a desperate and deadly predicament that was!
But the result?
Zhao Feng, with his own strength, broke through all the supernatural powers and, in front of everyone, punched one after another, annihilating the demon lord who roamed the universe!
How domineering! How brutal!
Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh, "Brother Zhao Feng's talent and strength are beyond our comprehension."
"He is walking a path that has never been seen before." The Tongtian Sect Leader stared intently at Zhao Feng, "He proves the Dao with force, and is impervious to all laws."
Everyone felt a pang of sympathy.
At this time.
Meng Tianzheng stood beside Zhao Feng and spoke loudly, his voice echoing throughout the entire fortress, "In this battle, Zhao Feng, the lord of Qin Realm, deserves the greatest credit!"
"He single-handedly slew seven Demon Lords of the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, protecting the borders of our Immortal Realm and safeguarding countless lives. Such achievements should be praised throughout the Immortal Realm for eternity!"
"This elder will personally report to the Immortal Alliance to request commendation for Fellow Daoist Zhao Feng!"
The words fell.
The atmosphere atop the majestic pass reached another climax.
Countless soldiers raised their arms and shouted, their voices resounding throughout the world.
Zhao Feng nodded slightly to the crowd, his expression calm. "Thank you for your trouble, Elder. Please come into the city so that I can fulfill my duty as a host."
Meng Tianzheng laughed heartily, "Good, good!"
……
The main hall of the Ninth Pass had been rearranged, with a long table laden with various spiritual fruits and fine wines, and dozens of cultivators lined up on both sides, creating a lively atmosphere.
Zhao Feng sat in the main seat, Ye Fan to his left, the First Emperor to his right, and below them were the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Wang Jian, and others.
Meng Tianzheng sat in the main seat opposite him, holding a cup of spirit wine in his hand, with a smile on his face.
"Cheers!"
Ye Fan raised his glass first, toasting Zhao Feng, "Brother Zhao Feng, today's battle was exhilarating. Killing a Demon Lord at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm with a single punch is something I never dared to dream of before."
Zhao Feng raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. "Just lucky," he said.
"Hey, who would believe that?" Ye Fan shook his head and chuckled.
The First Emperor raised his wine cup and said in a deep voice, "Feng'er, in this battle, you not only preserved the Ninth Pass, but also showed the entire Immortal Realm the strength of the Qin Realm. I want to toast you."
Zhao Feng quickly raised his cup, saying, "Your subject dares not."
Inside the main hall, the cultivators clinked glasses and discussed the details of the earth-shattering battle they had just witnessed, growing more and more excited as they talked.
At this time.
Nuwa said to Zhao Feng in a serious tone, "Lord of the Realm, the methods of Wang Lin and his group are truly insidious. They may make further moves in the future, so we must be on guard."
Zhao Feng put down his wine glass, but before he could speak, Meng Tianzheng across from him nodded, "Well said."
Meng Tianzheng looked at Zhao Feng and said, "Boy, when I return to the Immortal Alliance this time, I will report today's events truthfully. The destruction of the seven Demon Lords is a truly great achievement. The Immortal Alliance's rule of rewarding merit has continued for countless epochs, and you will receive all the benefits you are entitled to."
Zhao Feng clasped his hands in thanks, "Thank you, Elder."
"Don't thank me yet."
Meng Tianzheng picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and then changed the subject, "There are advantages, but also a lot of trouble."
"Don't be fooled by Wang Lin's gentle and refined appearance. He is actually ruthless and cunning. He has been operating in the Immortal Alliance for many years, and his disciples and old friends are all over the major war zones. If he really wants to challenge you, he has plenty of ways to trip you up."
Zhao Feng nodded, "I know what I'm doing."
“What you know is probably not this,” Meng Tianzheng shook his head. “Wang Lin is just a problem. The real troublesome one is the Lord of Immortality, Fang Han.”
The moment that name was uttered, the expressions of many people in the room changed.
Ye Fan paused slightly in the hand holding the wine glass.
The First Emperor frowned.
Meng Tianzheng continued, "Fang Han ranks among the top five of the eighteen giants of the Immortal Alliance, and his strength is unfathomable."
“The Origin Immortal King and the Truth Immortal King are his direct subordinates. You publicly humiliated them today, and Fang Han cannot pretend it never happened.”
Zhao Feng didn't reply, but just listened quietly.
"However, there is one thing that is in your favor right now."
Meng Tianzheng held up a finger. "Fang Han is currently in the Eternal Unknown Land, fighting against the Demon Ancestor. This battle has been going on for several eras, and it's not going to end anytime soon. He can't spare the time to deal with you."
"But that doesn't mean he can't do anything else."
Meng Tianzheng paused for a moment, "He can handle things like sending orders remotely, mobilizing resources, and arranging manpower with his eyes closed. So don't let your guard down just because he can't come for a while."
Zhao Feng raised his wine cup. "I understand what the Grand Elder means."
"Good that you understand."
Meng Tianzheng nodded, and the topic changed again.
"There's one more thing."
He pointed vaguely towards the edge of the universe, "Your killing of the seven Demon Lords is a great achievement for the Immortal Realm, but for the Demon Race, it is an irreconcilable blood feud."
"The demon forces in the 72nd War Zone will not stand idly by while the seven demon lords are destroyed."
Ye Fan interjected from the side, "Does the Grand Elder mean that the Demon Clan will come again?"
"It's not a question of whether or not they will come," Meng Tianzheng shook his head. "They will definitely come. And the next time they come, it won't be a demon lord of this level."
That's very straightforward.
Many people inside the hall looked rather grim.
The seven demon lords at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm are terrifying enough; if an even stronger one were to arrive…
Ye Fan stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and asked, "Elder, if the Demon Clan launches a large-scale attack, does the Immortal Alliance have any reinforcements?"
"Have."
Meng Tianzheng gave a definite answer, "But let me make this clear beforehand: reinforcements will not arrive immediately. The Immortal Alliance's battle lines are stretched too thin, and all the major passes are under pressure. It will take time to mobilize troops."
He looked at Zhao Feng and said solemnly, "So, kid, I have a suggestion for you."
"Please speak, Elder."
"When encountering a strong enemy, there is no need to rush into battle."
Meng Tianzheng held up two fingers. "First, reinforce the fortified pass and make the defense as strong as possible. Second, hold on. As long as you can hold out until reinforcements arrive, it will be a victory."
"I have witnessed your strength with my own eyes. You are very strong, but there are many people in this world who are stronger than you. Don't let victory go to your head and make you think you are invincible."
"Fight if you can, defend if you can't. Staying alive is more important than anything else."
These words were spoken with great earnestness.
Zhao Feng stood up and bowed formally to Meng Tianzheng, saying, "I will remember the teachings of the Grand Elder."
Meng Tianzheng waved his hand, "Alright, enough with the formalities. I'll be setting off back to the Immortal Alliance tomorrow. Before that, let me check the formation of the fortress for you and reinforce any parts that can be reinforced."
"As for you..."
Meng Tianzheng glanced at Zhao Feng and said, "Take advantage of this break to properly digest what you've gained. You've absorbed the essence of the seven Demon Lords, so the power within you probably hasn't been fully converted yet. First, stabilize your foundation and work hard to improve your cultivation."
Zhao Feng knew that Meng Tianzheng meant well, so he nodded and said, "Yes."
That was his original plan.
After defeating the seven demon lords, he received seven tier-7 treasure chests as a system reward, which he is now waiting to open.
If one could obtain some supreme treasure, one's strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds once again.
At that time.
Even if a Demon Emperor at the seventh level of the Primordial Realm came, he would not be afraid at all!
After finishing his business, Meng Tianzheng picked up his wine glass again, his smile returning. "Alright, business is done. Today is a celebration banquet, everyone drink!"
The atmosphere in the main hall became lively again.
After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, Meng Tianzheng finally took his leave.
Before leaving, however, he handed a celestial sword to Zhao Feng, instructing him, "This is a treasure that Huang used in his early years, called the Great Luo Sword Embryo. He later refined it again, and its power is considerable. Today, I will give you this divine sword. If the demon race attacks, with this divine sword, you can hold out for a longer time!" (End of this chapter)