Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1082 - 1082 33 Mediation 8000 words

Chapter 1082: Chapter 33 Mediation [8000 words] Chapter 1082: Chapter 33 Mediation [8000 words] Facing the chaos before him, Feng Yin thought of a solution the instant he saw it.

Only by using his third identity as a Beast Taming Master was he able to untangle the current complications.

No matter how fiercely they were fighting.

As soon as his name came out, those in battle would have to cease fighting immediately!

If it were not for this, even the reputation of Doctor Feng would not be enough to put an end to this chaos!

With this in mind, he made a decisive decision on the spot.

It was not to resolve grievances nor for the little snakes to recognize their ancestors, but for the matter mentioned by Peng Wanli.

The Abyss!

That was the greatest threat to both demon clans and humans!

Peng Wanli had once said with deep concern that the Abyss could break its seal at any moment, and yet we continue to fight amongst ourselves!

Internal strife inevitably leads to internal consumption, with every day of conflict leading to more depletion!

Even without further internal strife, when the moment comes for the Abyss to break its seal, and its demonic creatures descend upon the world, whether we can resist or not, we have no certainty whatsoever.

Are the so-called Supreme of Nine Colors, the Demon Emperors, and the various worldly peaks truly a match for them?

When Peng Wanli spoke these words, Feng Yin, whose cultivation was shallow at the time, did not feel much, as one does not make plans for which one has no authority; his level of cultivation and insight at that time limited his perception.

However, after personally experiencing the incident with the Blood Emperor Lei Tu, Feng Yin began to truly recognize the extent of the crisis.

Just how terrifying was the Blood Emperor Lei Tu? Although he was schemed to death, all human peak masters had to fight together in a joint assault to wear him down.

And if it wasn’t for the crucial role played by the knife, he might have even managed to escape!

Feng Yin was clear about what kind of existence this was.

But what level would a demonic creature of Blood Emperor Lei Tu’s rank be considered in the Abyss?

This, Feng Yin did not know and could not confirm.

But one thing was for certain: Blood Emperor Lei Tu was not the overlord of the Abyss!

Then came the question.

If such a demonic creature, even in an incomplete state, could nearly rival Peng Wanli’s level—an existence that was subtly half a level higher than Qing Ming, the number one ranked among the Supreme of Nine Colors—what about the higher echelons of the Abyss, the Abyss overlords?

What’s more, how many more demonic creatures were there of the Blood Emperor’s caliber?

This was a question that despite being terrifying to contemplate, could not be ignored.

It was a problem that needed immediate attention for the future!

Since it was inevitable, we might as well face it proactively, making as many preparations as possible to hope to survive this catastrophe!

With this foresight, Feng Yin decided to step forward to stop the chaotic battle.

To preserve an additional portion of strength was to preserve some hope.

Indeed, as Feng Yin had predicted, the situation immediately changed with the arrival of the Ice Phoenix alongside Feng Ying.

Feng Yin and Dong Xiaoyan quietly waited on the side.

Yes, Feng Yin’s appearance naturally changed back to how it was when he met the Golden Emperor, with the presence of the Beast Taming Master not being an issue, but it was better not to link it with Doctor Feng and the killer’s gentle unity. Having a contingency plan and keeping cards up one’s sleeve was the true essence of strategy.

Dong Xiaoyan also put on a veil.

Feng Yin and Dong fixed their gazes ahead as a gust of wind suddenly picked up, signaling the arrival of the Golden Emperor, who faced them head-on.

It was evident that he had taken great pains to tidy himself up, even changing his clothes, obviously not wishing to embarrass himself before the Demon Emperor and forcibly maintaining his stance.

Yet the pain and torment in his brows, his bloodless, pallid face, and the unnaturalness due to the wounds on his body were all plainly visible.

Despite his best efforts to conceal them, his injuries were already beyond his capacity to endure, and no matter how well he masked them, various telltale signs were bound to slip through. Many things are impossible to conceal when one is pushed beyond their limits.

Behind the Snake Emperor followed five emperors, all of them of Demon Emperor level, which could also be said to be… the Demon Emperors of the other five clans, arriving together.

The reason for this deduction was that their appearances and racial characteristics were too obvious. With just one glance, Feng Yin couldn’t help but cough.

That hooked nose, the red patch on top of the head…

Well, four out of the five people had hooked noses!

No, all five had a bit of a hook.

“Master Ling, long time no see. Master Ling looks well, more splendid than ever, which is both a joy and a congratulation,” said the Golden Emperor, stepping forward with a smile on his face, “For the distinguished guest to come and us not to meet you from afar, please forgive us, Master!”

His words were exceedingly sincere, and he even fervently shook Feng Yin’s hand, showing off his close relationship with Master Ling.

But the underlying worry that inadvertently revealed itself was also duly noted by Feng Yin.

Feng Yin well understood that the Snake Emperor still had six offspring in his charge.

If he refused to lend him a hand, or even openly revealed this affair, then the Snake clan would truly be finished today!

“Your Majesty is well, and thanks to you, everything has been good,” replied Feng Yin with a smile, “but it seems like Your Majesty’s condition doesn’t look very sound.”

“It’s a long story!” the Golden Emperor sighed deeply, his expression full of frustration.

The current Golden Emperor bore no trace of his former domineering presence when he had threatened to ravage Yuezhou from the skies.

“Hahaha, Your Majesty has always been a straightforward person, just like in the past,” said Feng Yin, beaming as if he hardly cared for the others beside him. It wasn’t that he ignored them entirely, managing a polite nod, but his main focus was conversing with the Golden Emperor.