Ancient Martial Saint Emperor of Another World [Complete] - 18

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Chapter 191 All Streams Return to Their Source

Just then, a charge sounded from behind the Wolf Clan and Snake Clan. The Bear Clan soldiers, who had been lying in ambush, saw the Bull Clan, Lion Clan, and Tiger Clan soldiers struggling in battle and charged out from the rear, attacking the Wolf Clan and Snake Clan's formation.

Although this briefly relieved the pressure on the other three clans, soon 100,000 soldiers from the Snake Clan and Wolf Clan blocked the Bear Clan soldiers' path! In an instant, the Bull Clan, Lion Clan, Tiger Clan, Bear Clan, and the 300 Behemoth soldiers acting as scouts were divided and surrounded one by one.

Qin Feng's pre-planned ten-sided encirclement strategy was countered by the Wolf Clan and Snake Clan using their numerical advantage. The situation became increasingly dire; the soldiers of each clan were divided and surrounded by an enemy ten times their number, unable to help each other. Seeing the growing danger, they knew they would soon be wiped out by the Wolf Clan and Snake Clan soldiers who had lost their autonomy.

Just then, a clear and elegant voice rang out, like a spring of sweet water nourishing the hearts of the exhausted soldiers of various tribes, and like a raging fire igniting their will to survive.

Aini! Aini! Like a fairy descended to earth, Aini, dressed in white, stood on the back of Wangcai, not far from the battlefield. Her flowing hair billowed in the fierce, bloody wind of the battlefield. Her blind eyes strained to open, her delicate nose and beautiful face exuding an air of solemnity. Her small mouth opened and closed, uttering a series of solemn and ancient lyrics. A sacred and gentle white light gradually emanated from her graceful body, drifting towards the beastmen warriors caught in the bitter battle.

"Awooo!" The first beastman warrior touched by the gentle white light roared fiercely towards the sky, his eyes turning blood red. His muscles bulged violently, veins bulging menacingly. Then, his weapon drew a graceful arc through the air, whistling as it slammed into a snake-clan soldier's head with a cracking sound like an egg being smashed. White brain matter mixed with blood splattered onto his face, and with a cruel laugh, the orc warrior licked the mixture from his lips. His weapon didn't stop; he swung it towards the next target. A soft white light, centered

on Aini, swept visibly across the orc soldiers on the battlefield. Those who came into contact with the light unleashed unprecedented power, instantly turning the tide of battle.

"It's our orc race's first war song, Blood Boiling! Haha, I didn't expect Her Highness the Holy Maiden to have learned this war song! Haha, my lads! Kill!" The man touched by the white light not only instantly recovered more than half of his depleted strength but also experienced a significant boost. Fueled by the war song, the forces of those at the upper-level Saint rank swung their totem poles, their forms becoming almost invisible. A hazy, chilling light, like the scythe of death, relentlessly reaped the lives of enemy soldiers. Each strike either flattened or sent their heads flying, leaving no survivors in its wake.

Aini, perched on Wangcai's back, finally finished singing the foremost war song among all the beastmen's war songs. Beads of sweat dripped from her smooth forehead, clearly indicating that the song "Beast Blood Boiling" had drained her considerable energy. Her delicate white hands gently wiped the sweat from her brow. Aini, blind as she was, instinctively looked towards Qin Feng's position in the air, her brow furrowing in concern before turning back to the battlefield where the fighting was raging.

Aini clasped her hands together in a prayerful gesture, chanting another ancient hymn. A pale yellow halo emanated from her, slowly descending upon the orc soldiers on the battlefield. Instantly, the orc soldiers felt a warm current, and a layer of pale yellow energy armor appeared on their skin. The snake and wolf soldiers struck this energy armor, producing a metallic clang. This was

a focused war song, a Behemoth war song that enhanced defense and restored stamina.

Boosted by Aini's two war songs, the orc warriors unleashed unprecedented power and momentum, forcefully breaking through the wolf and snake groups that had initially surrounded them. They turned the tables on the snake and wolf soldiers who had been suppressing them, and the remaining 40,000-plus Behemoth, bull, lion, tiger, and bear warriors surrounded the remaining 300,000-plus soldiers of the snake and wolf groups, beginning their relentless slaughter.

After singing two battle songs, Aini sat listlessly on Wangcai's back, panting as she listened to Wangcai recount the battlefield. Sweat soaked her clothes, outlining her shapely figure.

While the beastmen warriors were frantically slaughtering the dazed yet fearless snake and wolf soldiers, the fire giant and Qin Feng, locked in a standoff in mid-air, reached their decisive moment.

Although the fire giant Chiyan was born with extraordinary abilities and ranked among the top in the demon race, he was still inferior to Qin Feng, who had broken through his bottleneck and opened his Heavenly Eye. The seemingly burning red clouds in the sky were gradually swallowed by rolling dark clouds. The previously relaxed fire giant Chiyan's several-foot-long flames dimmed considerably, and he looked at Qin Feng, who had closed his eyes, opened his Heavenly Eye, and held up the Tiger Soul aloft, floating in the air, with a mixture of fear and envy.

At this moment, Qin Feng was beyond human description. Behind him, a boundless, pitch-black abyss vaguely appeared, emanating a dense aura of death and overwhelming killing intent. Even a god would find it difficult to withstand him. Before his Tiger Soul Blade, raised high, could even be unleashed, the earth-shattering blade intent already sent a chill down the spine of the fire giant Crimson Flame, who was confronting him. Fear, a feeling he hadn't experienced in countless years, quietly crept into his heart from the depths of a forgotten memory.

In comparison, the red cloud of fire elements gathered within Crimson Flame's circle seemed like a chick before a vicious wolf, extremely fragile, as if it would be devoured in the next instant.

Seeing Qin Feng's momentum growing stronger and stronger, soon reaching an overwhelming level, a mad glint flashed in the fire giant's fiery eyes, and it suddenly spewed a golden flame towards the red cloud above, which was being continuously devoured by the dark clouds. Instantly, the red clouds above his head, which had already dimmed considerably, seemed to be doused with oil, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance once more, forcing the previously dominant dark clouds back several feet. This was the primordial flame that the Flame Giant himself had cultivated for countless years to condense. The Flame Giant, Chi Yan, who had

just exhaled a mouthful of primordial flame, now had even dimmer flames all over his body. His body, originally over twenty feet tall, shrank to about ten feet, and his once piercing fire eyes now showed a hint of fatigue. Even so, his gaze towards Qin Feng remained as frenzied as ever, as if he wanted to reduce Qin Feng to ashes.

Floating in mid-air, Qin Feng's black hair fluttered, and the third eye between his brows suddenly shone brightly with blue light. It emitted a series of crackling sounds, like sparks of electricity. Then, his previously closed eyes slowly opened, revealing eyes as deep as the night sky, devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness. It seemed that all the suffering of all living beings was contained within these profound eyes, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, inspiring an involuntary sense of reverence.

"Aaaaaah!" The fiery giant, Crimson Flame, who dared not meet Qin Feng's gaze, roared, his eyes blazing with fury as he channeled all his demonic power. He raised a massive cloud of fire, nearly three miles in diameter, and hurled it at Qin Feng!

Floating in mid-air, Qin Feng seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and space. His deep gaze was devoid of any emotion, as if he hadn't seen the approaching cloud of explosive power. He slowly slashed down with his Tiger Soul sword, raised high, without a trace of fire, as if it had transcended the boundaries of heaven and earth. It struck without warning, descending from the void, its destination unknown.

A look of confusion flashed across Crimson Flame's face, but it was quickly replaced by a frenzied sense of exhilaration. Crimson Flame was extremely confident that if this cloud of fire struck Qin Feng, even with his unparalleled power and the opening of his Heavenly Eye, he would be pulverized by the violent energy, reduced to the most primordial particles in the world.

Closer, closer! The fire giant, Crimson Flame, seemed to see Qin Feng blasted to pieces and reduced to ashes. A wild joy flashed in its fiery eyes, and its enormous mouth split open, spewing out a golden flame even more dazzling than before. The flame quickly merged into the fire cloud that was about to touch Qin Feng, gaining new energy and expanding several feet in size. It then crashed into Qin Feng at an even faster speed than before. This was the fire giant's true killing move!

The Tiger Soul in Qin Feng's hand seemed to contain no energy whatsoever, making a light, intimate contact with the oncoming fire cloud!

"Haha~~ In the end, I still win, Crimson Flame~~ Impossible, how could this be~~ This is impossible!" The fire giant Crimson Flame was overjoyed and couldn't help but laugh. A violent aura emanated from his massive body. Then, the joy on his face froze. He looked at everything in disbelief, an overwhelming sense of power washing over his enormous body. He shook his head and muttered in a somewhat delirious manner.

In mid-air, the Tiger Soul in Qin Feng's hand transformed into trajectories that transcended the laws of space and time, slowly absorbing the violent fire energy bit by bit. Then, it slowly transformed it into the most basic energy particles in the world, like a decomposer. The process was completely free of energy fluctuations. In no time, it completely transformed the fire cloud within a three-mile radius, and the sky, which had been dominated by black and red, returned to its original azure blue.

The ancient Chinese divine skill—All Streams Return to Their Source,

"Want to continue the competition?" Qin Feng, who had been shirtless, now wore a well-fitting white robe. He tossed the Tiger Soul he had been holding into his spatial bag and looked at the somewhat disoriented fire giant with a warm expression.

Chapter 192 Secret

"How did you do that..." The flames on the fire giant Chi Yan's body had shrunk to one-tenth of their original size. The once raging fire in his eyes, which seemed to burn endlessly, now appeared to be nearing its end. He lowered his massive head and asked.

"Nothing much, just a kind of understanding and application of energy..." Qin Feng said calmly, seemingly not referring to himself.

"...Is that so? Perhaps. It seems I understand and yet don't. In any case, I still admire you. As a mortal, you can actually experience things that even I, a genius of the demon race, cannot..." The fire giant Chi Yan murmured, his eyes vacant.

Just then, a hint of joy flashed across Qin Feng's previously expressionless face. A deafening roar, powerful enough to pierce the heavens and earth, accompanied by an overwhelming aura of dominance, came from behind him. The previously gloomy flame giant shivered involuntarily; its already dim flames now flickered precariously, as if about to extinguish at any moment.

Qin Feng turned around, and there stood Tiger Soul, who had been resting in his sea of consciousness ever since helping the little lion evolve in the Devil's Forest! Its

nearly hundred-foot-tall body, composed of blood-red spiritual energy, its ferocious giant head, its massive form—every curve conformed to the optimal principles of motion—Tiger Soul!

"A very dense death aura, hmm, and demonic energy too, aha, I guess I'll have to replenish this tiger god's energy… Inhale!" A spiritual energy fluctuation from Tiger Soul, louder than thunder, echoed in mid-air.

Then, the death aura, resentment, and overwhelming demonic energy generated by the deaths of numerous soldiers on both sides across the battlefield were swept into a vortex, frantically flying towards the gaping maw of Tiger Soul.

"Daddy's out~~ Yay~~" The little lion, upon seeing Tiger Soul, showed excitement and joy on its face. It immediately reverted to its original pet-like, laughing expression and "whoosh!" It flew to Tiger Soul, which was absorbing death energy, resentment, and demonic energy in mid-air. It affectionately rubbed its little head against Tiger Soul, which was composed of spiritual energy, but found it lacked the real feeling it usually had when being affectionate with Qin Feng and the others.

"Daddy~~~" The little lion flapped its wings and flew towards Tiger Soul's huge head, tilting its head and softly calling out, seemingly pondering why Tiger Soul didn't feel that real connection.

"Wow~~ That was so damn satisfying, haha~~ I haven't had such a full meal in ages! Son, aha, you're pretty good. I've only been asleep for a few days, and you've already improved quite a bit. Looks like my brother is treating you pretty well." Tiger Soul, having absorbed the death energy, resentment, and demonic energy, exclaimed with satisfaction, then turned to the little lion, who was perched on its nose, flapping its wings and looking at it with its head tilted.

"Xiao Bai, what you're saying is unreasonable. Xiao Guai is also my nephew, how could I mistreat him? You've been living in my head for almost two months without making a sound. Damn, you really drove me crazy." Qin Feng's face showed a nonchalant expression as he looked at Hu Po.

Tiger Soul's massive form flashed and then disappeared into mid-air. At the same time, a helpless energy fluctuation came from Qin Feng's sea of consciousness:

"Qin kid, just say what kind of stupid request you have. Don't play the victim or act like a good guy. Damn it. You're obviously a natural ice block, pretending to be a thief. Are you asking for a beating? Sigh, I really owe you this time. Just say it, as long as it's not too outrageous, this Tiger God will grant your request."

"Hehe, as expected of Little White who has lived for countless years, the number one general under Boss Chi You, haha, it's actually very simple. Help me see where this fire giant comes from. My spiritual power is only slightly higher than his, so I can't see his memories. Although I know he comes from the Abyss of Despair, I still can't figure out where he comes from." Qin Feng's expression turned serious. His previous playful expression disappeared, replaced by a slightly solemn look.

Tiger Soul in Qin Feng's sea of consciousness remained silent for a moment before finally sighing, "Qin boy, I can't explain much to you right now, and I don't know what to explain. The only thing I can tell you is to become stronger, stronger still. Perhaps your current strength is already very formidable on this continent, perhaps even the strongest, but compared to the opponent you're about to face, you're still very weak, so weak that your life or death hangs in the balance! Don't ask me why, don't ask me how I know. There are too many things you can't even imagine at this stage. If you want to survive, if you want to protect the people you care about, then strive to become stronger!"

Tiger Soul seemed to have thought of something terrifying, its whole body trembling uncontrollably. Qin Feng's sea of consciousness perfectly reflected its expression, greatly surprising Qin Feng. He knew Tiger Soul's abilities; even now, he could only manage a draw against Tiger Soul at best, and that was only because he had the advantage of Tiger Soul not having a physical body. If Tiger Soul had a physical body that could match it, Qin Feng wasn't sure if he could even withstand a single blow from Tiger Soul.

"Tiger Soul, what is it that makes someone as powerful as you feel afraid... Could it be those birdmen in the sky?" Qin Feng asked, a strange look flashing across his face.

"No, don't ask. Even if I told you, it wouldn't be of any use. It would only increase your troubles and worries. What you can do now is to vigorously improve your own strength. Only when your strength reaches a certain level will I tell you what you should know! As for those birdmen, do you think they are enough to make me feel even a little pressure? Believe me, since I awakened, I have always treated you as my brother. I would never harm you!" Tiger Soul's somewhat anxious, or rather, volatile mental energy fluctuations interrupted Qin Feng's words.

"Okay, I believe you! Brother, let's go down." Qin Feng sighed slightly in his heart and sent a mental energy fluctuation to Tiger Soul.

"Thank you." Tiger Soul replied dejectedly, then turned to talk to the little lion that was perched on Qin Feng's back.

Tiger Soul, what kind of enemy is it that makes you, once the first general under Emperor Chiyou, feel so terrified? What kind of secrets does the world hold that remain unsolved to this day?

Unconsciously, a series of images floated through Qin Feng's mind like a slideshow—the scene of obtaining the "Chinese Martial Arts Manual" in another time and space, the scene of obtaining the "Cao Gong's Military Records" from Cao Cao's tomb during the Three Kingdoms period, the scene of escaping the Federation's encirclement while piloting the Wind Chaser, the scene of exploding with his aircraft in the Sea of Death, the scene after he regained consciousness, the big and small events that had happened in the past six years, all seemed to play out in his mind in an instant.

All of this instilled a sense of fear in Qin Feng. Yes, fear! Fear in a space pirate who had laughed at hundreds of millions of pursuing troops, fear in a killing god who treated human life as worthless and had killed tens of thousands! Qin Feng seemed to see a hand, a gigantic hand of unknown color and size, controlling everything from behind, but it was always a blur.

Qin Feng abruptly withdrew from his consciousness, only to find his white robe soaked with cold sweat. Forcibly letting go of everything that had just occurred to him, Qin Feng flashed and appeared before the fire giant, who had completely given up resistance after the appearance of Tiger Soul, narrowing his eyes. He asked in a deep voice,

"What are your plans?"

"What are my plans? Heh, what plans could I have? Weren't you going to kill me? Why are you asking me?" the fire giant said with a miserable laugh.

"If you can answer my questions honestly, you can go back if you want, go back to where you came from. If you don't want to go back, you can do me a favor, and of course, I won't treat you unfairly," Qin Feng said calmly.

"Really?" The flames that were about to go out suddenly burst forth with brilliance, staring at Qin Feng as it asked.

"Of course, otherwise, do you think you have any reason to make me lie?" Qin Feng nodded calmly.

"Alright! Ask away." The flames that had been dim and lifeless ignited again.

"Why are you controlling the snake, wolf, and other beast tribes to wage war?" Qin Feng asked calmly, his eyes fixed on the flames that were now only a little over a meter taller than him.

"It's a secret from above. We, the people carrying out this mission, have no right to know why." The flames hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Is that so?" Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the flames, a chilling aura emanating from him.

"Yes, I'm telling the truth. We were all sent from the Abyss of Despair. We only know how to carry out missions; we have no idea why." The flames hurriedly said when Qin Feng looked at him suspiciously.

"What's the content of your mission?" Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at the flames for a long time, then nodded and asked.

"I know my mission with that dead centipede is to control the beastmen, but I don't know about the others," the fire giant answered honestly.

"The others? You know, your demon race didn't just have the two of you who came out of the Abyss of Despair?" Qin Feng was startled and asked.

"Yes, we had a total of [number] people this time. Of course, we can't rule out other members of our race who escaped from other places," the fire giant nodded.

"Hmm, very good. I've finished asking my questions. You can go back now." Qin Feng nodded, said this, and turned to fall towards the beastmen troops on the ground.

"Wait!" came the urgent voice of the fire giant behind him.

Qin Feng, who was falling to the ground, suddenly stopped falling as if defying the laws of physics, waiting for the fire giant to continue.

"I...I...I want to be your subordinate and do some things for you..."

Chapter 193 A Bolt from the Blue

Behemoth City, at the victory banquet being held in the Beast King's Palace.

"Come, let's toast our hero!" Beast King Stru raised the exquisite wine cup made of mammoth ivory in his hand and raised it to Qin Feng, who was sitting on his left.

"A toast to our hero!" At the table, the Great Prophet Danton, Lion Clan Leader Koman, Tiger Clan Leader Xiu Yi, Bear Clan Leader Dika, and Mans, who had distinguished himself in this battle second only to Qin Feng, all raised their glasses in heartfelt admiration to toast Qin Feng.

"Cheers!" Qin Feng uttered a single word, tilting his head back and downing the wine in his glass in one gulp, declaring with gusto.

"This time, thanks to Your Highness Qin Feng, who defeated a full 500,000 Snake and Wolf Clan soldiers with only 50,000 men, saving our Beast Clan from an unnecessary disaster!" The Great Prophet Danton nodded, looking at Qin Feng with satisfaction.

"I think we also owe a great debt to Her Highness the Holy Maiden. If she hadn't sung 'Beast Blood Boiling' and 'Focused Battle Song' at the crucial moment, none of our 50,000 men would have survived," said Mans, the Bull Clan Leader, downing his second glass of wine in one gulp.

"Haha~~ Isn't Saintess Aini also His Highness Qin Feng? Why the distinction?" Emperor Stru laughed heartily, teasingly.

"Yes! His Highness Qin Feng's contribution in helping our beast race resolve this internal strife is truly immense! We're likely facing another war with humans soon, but now that our internal problems are resolved, we can focus entirely on preparing for war." Tiger Clan Chief Xiu Yi nodded.

"A war with humans? What, was the harvest bad this year?" Qin Feng glanced at Tiger Clan Chief Xiu Yi, asking doubtfully.

"Alas, in the past, when our beast race had a bad harvest, we would rob them. This time, it's the other way around. Humans have clearly made a big move; it seems they intend to launch a coalition against our beast race. Hmph, our beast race is the most tenacious race. No matter how many schemes and tricks humans use, they will be utterly defeated in the face of our absolute strength." Lion Clan Chief replied.

"Oh? What big move are they making that makes you so wary?" Qin Feng asked, munching on the beastman's specialties.

"It's just that some princess from Mehes is marrying the eldest son of the Medusa clan, one of the four golden noble families. Things like this happen all the time, but what's strange this time is that the Papacy and the other three golden families, with whom we usually have little interaction, have all sent people to celebrate. There are even rumors that angels from the divine realm will bless the newlyweds on that day. We know what they're up to, don't we? They're using that princess's marriage as a pretext to negotiate with the Papacy and other countries about sending troops against our beastmen. Do you think nobody knows?" The bear clan chief, Dika, said, his mouth stuffed full of grime.

"The emperor of Mehes is marrying a princess to the eldest son of the Duke of Medusa? What kind of princess is she? Do you even know?" Qin Feng was startled, a vague unease creeping into his mind, and the image of that beautiful face involuntarily surfaced.

"Her name seems to be Lily, anyway, she's that old man Mehes's eldest daughter..." the Tiger Clan Chief chimed in, his voice trailing off as he stared in astonishment at Qin Feng, who radiated an overwhelming killing intent.

"So the old emperor has decided to marry Lily to that stinking snake's son after all? Looks like my reputation as a killing god isn't powerful enough; they've all forgotten I exist." Qin Feng slowly drank his wine, a slight twitch flashing across his face. His heart, however, felt like it was being gnawed by a thousand ants. The news of Princess Lily's impending marriage was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Qin Feng utterly disoriented.

Why? Why didn't you wait for me? Didn't you promise to marry me when I returned? Is this what you call a promise? Or did you never even consider me a threat?

"I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. By the way, when is that wedding?" When Qin Feng put down his wine glass, his expression had returned to normal. He excused himself, about to leave, but before departing, he seemed to remember something and asked the beastmen leaders present.

"It seems to be in three days. One of my subordinates sent the message twelve days ago, saying the wedding would be held in half a month..." Tiger Clan Chief Xiu Yimanshi looked at Qin Feng with suspicion.

"Okay, thank you! I have to go now." After saying this, Qin Feng made no move and his figure instantly disappeared from the banquet. The beastmen leaders were left

looking at each other in bewilderment. "Great Prophet, what exactly happened this time?" Emperor Behemoth Stru asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"It's obvious that His Highness Qin Feng cares deeply about the eldest princess of the Mehes Empire who betrothed Lily. Therefore, this news has dealt him a heavy blow. If I'm not mistaken, then..." The Great Prophet Danton didn't finish his sentence, only shaking his head, a deep worry hidden in his profound eyes.

"Ah... His Highness Qin Feng cares so much about that human woman, what will happen to the Holy Maiden in the future..." Mans asked, his bull-like eyes bulging as he looked at the Great Prophet Danton, carrying a large piece of greasy meat.

"A truly successful man will never have only one woman by his side. Those who fantasize about possessing all the women of a successful man will ultimately gain nothing. Besides, am I the kind of person who doesn't know how to adapt?" The Great Prophet Danton sipped the wine, which tasted no different from water to him, and answered with narrowed eyes.

"Young Master... is something the matter?" Aini, floating in Qin Feng's arms, seemed to sense Qin Feng's unusually rapid heartbeat, looked up at him with a worried expression, and asked.

"No, how could anything happen to me, silly girl!" Qin Feng sighed, trying to cover up his feelings, and playfully pinched Aini's nose.

"Doesn't Young Master Gong consider Aini one of yours yet?" Hearing Qin Feng's answer, Aini took a deep breath, her face full of disappointment and loneliness.

"You silly little thing, how could I not consider you one of my own? I told you not to overthink things, you..." Qin Feng pinched Aini's small nose, wanting to say something more, but as soon as he saw the indifferent look in her wide-open eyes, he couldn't continue.

"Little girl, do you believe Young Master?" Qin Feng was silent for a moment, then pulled Aini onto his lap and asked.

"Yes, Aini has never doubted Young Master." Aini nodded without hesitation, gently leaning against Qin Feng's chest.

"So, young master said I really like my little girl, do you believe it?"

"I believe it." A blush rose on Aini's previously somewhat lonely face, and she nodded.

"But young master has also fallen in love with other women..." Qin Feng gave a bitter smile, his voice dry.

"Hmm... is it Sister Catherine?" Aini asked softly, showing no sign of unhappiness.

"Not just Catherine... there's also... um, someone I met in the capital of Mehes... um... and another one I don't know if she remembers now..." Qin Feng's mind conjured up a face no less beautiful than Aini's, with two pointed ears.

"Wow... won't our house be lively from now on? Hehe, that's much better. When young master isn't around, Aini will have someone to talk to." Aini said happily, showing no trace of jealousy.

"Little girl, you really don't blame me..." Qin Feng asked, looking at Aini with a puzzled expression.

"Why blame you, young master? Aini only loves you, and only wants to be with you forever. As for anything else, I don't care. Besides, Aini can't do anything except cook and do laundry, and she's blind... Compared to the other sisters..." Aini whispered in Qin Feng's arms, but before she could finish, Qin Feng sealed her lips with his.

"Little girl..." After a long while, their lips parted, and Qin Feng looked at Aini in his arms with deep affection, feeling a surge of happiness.

"Young master, has something happened to one of the sisters? You should go quickly. Don't worry about me, I'll take good care of myself!" After a long while, Aini, having caught her breath, gently touched Qin Feng's chest and said softly.

Qin Feng was startled upon hearing this. He had been so focused on talking to Aini that he had forgotten that Xiu Yi had mentioned the wedding would be held in three days!

"Little girl, I won't say anything else, just know that no matter how many women I have, you will always be the little girl in my heart, understand?" Qin Feng kissed Aini's head deeply and said solemnly.

"Yes, I understand, young master. Go ahead. I'll wait for you to return from where your sister is." Aini nodded obediently and said softly.

"Little White, you've seen what happened to me. I need to borrow your son for a while. He needs to be in the capital within three days. Besides him, even Wangcai can't get there that fast." Qin Feng held Aini and sent a mental energy message to Hu Po in his mind.

"Forget it, considering how well you've taken care of us, I won't hold it against you. Kuandian, set off now, otherwise your sweetheart will really become someone else's wife." Hu Po's lazy voice came, although it sounded a little gloating, Qin Feng still felt a strong sense of concern in his words.

"Little darling, your uncle won't talk to you anymore. This time, your uncle has a very important matter and needs your speed to get to the capital of Mehes. Will you help?" Qin Feng shook the little lion who was sleeping soundly in Aini's arms awake and asked seriously. "

Ah

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In the palace, in Princess Lily's bedroom. "Manina, do you think I look good in this?" Princess Lily, dressed in a snow-white wedding gown, asked her bridesmaid, Manina, the granddaughter of the Left Prime Minister. Princess Lily looked exceptionally beautiful today. Her long, golden hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, and her usually haughty and aloof face was now filled with happiness. The snow-white wedding dress perfectly outlined her graceful curves, and her eyes, which had previously held a hint of melancholy, were now brimming with the joy of becoming a wife and a touch of shyness. "My goodness! Lily, you look absolutely perfect today! Even an angel from heaven wouldn't be half as beautiful as you! If I were a man, I'd snatch you away! It's a pity I'm a woman, so Nick will have to take you! Sigh..." Manina, the Left Prime Minister's granddaughter and Princess Lily's bridesmaid, was also quite beautiful today, though not as stunning as Princess Lily, she possessed her own unique charm. "Look at what you're saying... I just don't know if he likes her..." Princess Lily blushed slightly and whispered shyly. "Oh, men, they're all the same. With a beautiful woman like you, who wouldn't want to show you off... These men just compare themselves to us women to show off their own power." Manina looked at Princess Lily, who seemed like a goddess, with a hint of jealousy on her face and said sourly. "Nick isn't what you think... He's sincere..." Princess Lily hurriedly defended Nick upon hearing Manina's words. "Tsk tsk, you haven't even met him yet, and you're already defending him like this? You'll definitely have him wrapped around your little finger in the future!" Manina deliberately looked Princess Lily up and down, and finally pretended to sigh. "No way..." Princess Lily stuck out her tongue, revealing a girlish demeanor that was out of place for her age, and muttered softly.

"By the way, Lily, what are you planning to say to that former Tiger King Tagore, the one who's now known as Tiger King Tagore? I saw you two seemed to click at my birthday ball last time," Manina asked Princess Lily after carefully examining herself in the mirror. "

Tiger King Tagore? That killer? Do I know him? Good heavens, I have no recollection of him at all! Manina, you must be joking. How could I possibly know such a butcher? Even though the Hulan people are enemies of our Mehes, she can't just indiscriminately kill all the old, weak, and disabled. Is she even human? She's a demon!" Princess Lily grew increasingly angry, finally unable to hold back her curses.

“But…” Manina looked at Princess Lily, whose face was flushed with excitement. She wanted to say that everyone was doing all this to save her, but the words wouldn’t come out. Remembering her grandfather’s instruction not to mention the Tiger King and Princess Lily to her, and the狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) expression on his face, Manina couldn’t help but shudder.

“Manina, check again for me. I don’t want anything to go wrong and upset Nick.” Princess Lily had finally calmed her anger; she didn’t even know why she couldn’t help but get angry at the mere mention of Tagore’s name.

Meanwhile, in the main hall of Duke Medusa’s residence in the capital.

Duke Medusa sat in the main seat, looking at the three distinguished guests of equal rank seated beside him, and couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

The first one, dressed in a magnificent black robe with a blooming tulip embroidered in gold thread on the chest, had a slightly aged face, but his somewhat cloudy eyes occasionally flashed with a captivating light. He was none other than Duke Tulip, the current patriarch of the Tulip family of the Fatil Empire.

Seated below Duke Tulip was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, dressed in a blue robe with a golden dragon embroidered on his chest. His calm demeanor and dignified bearing were not those of a nobleman cultivated by a family with only a few hundred years of history. He was the patriarch of the Golden Dragon Family of the Izumo Empire.

Seated below Duke Tulip was a woman in a fiery red robe, embroidered with a phoenix poised for flight, with long, flowing golden hair and a slender figure. Her extraordinary background was unmistakable. She was Duke Phoenix, the current patriarch of the Phoenix Family of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The patriarchs of the four great golden families of the continent had all gathered at Duke Medusa's residence in the capital!

"The orders have been given. This time, 'he' must be completely wiped out," Duke Medusa said slowly after a moment of silence.

"Oh? Didn't we say last time that we had to capture 'him' no matter the cost?" Sitting below Duke Medusa, Duke Tulip, clad in a black robe,

asked , a glint of shrewdness flashing in her somewhat cloudy eyes.

"This was an order from the street half a month ago," Medusa replied without hesitation.

"Well, since it's the order from above, we'll carry it out," Duke Golden Dragon, seated second among the guests, said, narrowing his eyes.

"How are the preparations from the Dragon Clan going? Let's hope nothing goes wrong; if that happens, we'll all be in deep trouble," Duke Medusa said, turning her gaze to Duke Golden Dragon.

"His Majesty the Dragon Emperor has received our request and will send a Dragon King-level, high-ranking Stone Dragon to assist us," Duke Golden Dragon nodded.

"That old codger from the Holy See has really gone all out this time, bringing over half of their elite forces. We can't let them..." Duke Medusa didn't finish her sentence, but glanced at the other three dukes present, silently sipping her tea.

"I heard there's a six-winged angel down there with that old man..." Duke Phoenix, sitting at the very end, said casually, sipping his tea.

"A six-winged angel...yes, this time that kid has no chance of escaping." Duke Medusa put down her teacup and said calmly.

"Isn't this a bit of an overreaction? A dragon king-level dragon is equivalent to an eight-winged angel, plus ten high-ranking dragons equivalent to four-winged angels, plus a six-winged angel, a whole bunch of clergy from the Church, and the four of us, is it really necessary to have such a large force to deal with a kid like him?" Duke Golden Dragon glanced at the other three dukes present.

"Hmph, never underestimate him. A little over a year ago, when Tulip was in charge of hunting him down, he was only at the Sword Emperor level. I think Tulip, who is the most powerful among the four of us and has already reached the Sword God level, shouldn't have been able to catch him based on strength alone, but she still managed to let him escape... A little over a year later, he led 30,000 iron cavalry and wiped out the Hulan clan, who had imprisoned Mehes for thousands of years. Even I, a Saint-level, didn't even have a chance to make a move when facing him! Think about it yourselves..." Duke Medusa glanced at Duke Golden Dragon, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and said indifferently.

"Indeed, he's a troublesome character. But isn't the woman he ultimately loves about to become Ni's daughter-in-law? Hehe..." Duke Tulip's cloudy eyes flashed with a glint of light as he smiled at Duke Medusa.

"If it weren't for the powerful figures backing us, I wouldn't have been foolish enough to confront him head-on. If it weren't for orders from above, I wouldn't have let my son marry her! Now, my Medusa Group is completely facing him. If we don't kill her, my entire family will be wiped out!" Duke Medusa said with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Time's almost up, guys. I think we should get ready."

"Yeah, we should get ready. It's been so long since we've used our old friend; it feels a bit unfamiliar..."

The entire hall returned to its original tranquility, with only the four steaming cups of tea remaining as proof that someone had been there.

Chapter 195 Killing the Dragon

"Lily, are you ready? I think that kid Nick is already impatient!" Looking at Princess Lily, who was still checking her appearance in front of the mirror, Manina touched her forehead and said helplessly.

"Just a moment, Manina, you go out for a bit, I need to change. Oh, and I'm not wearing a necklace today, I don't like any of those." Princess Lily said without turning around as she tidied herself in front of the mirror.

"Good heavens, this is your seventh time changing! My goodness, being a bride must be exhausting! Okay, I'll wait for you outside. You'd better hurry, I heard the Pope himself is officiating at your wedding. You're probably the happiest person on the whole continent. If a cardinal were to witness my wedding, I think I'd go crazy with happiness." Manina shrugged, giving Princess Lily a look of mixed envy and blessing, then turned and left, leaving Princess Lily alone in the room.

"What's wrong with me? Today is my wedding day, I should be happy, so why do I feel so empty inside, even like my heart is being torn apart? Why is there a distant call, constantly calling my name? What's wrong with me? Why am I crying? Is this what they call tears of joy? But why do I just want to cry?" Princess Lily murmured to the mirror, a crystal tear sliding down her cheek, landing on the dressing table, and shattering.

"

Nick, are you ready? Today is your big day, and as your father, I am very happy to witness the most important day of your life!" Duke Medusa smiled at Nick, dressed as a groom, his handsome face exuding the noble air of nearly ten thousand years, and said with considerable pride.

"Yes, Father, I am ready, just waiting to go pick up Lily." Duke Medusa's eldest son, Nick, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and said somewhat nervously.

"Haha, don't be nervous. Look at yourself, what's there to be afraid of? Using the trick I taught you yesterday, you'll definitely conquer the proud Princess Lily. Hmm?" Duke Medusa gave Nick a knowing look.

"Yes, Father. But I have a bad feeling. As the wedding date approaches, this feeling grows stronger. Father, I don't know what's wrong with me." Nick swallowed hard, mustering his courage to look at Duke Medusa.

"You're overthinking it, my silly son! Today is your big day, you should be happy. You know? You should be beaming! Do you want Princess Lily to be a sentimental little boy? My son, I'm proud of you. Smile, that's right. Alright, it's time to go fetch your bride! Hmm?" A cold glint flashed in Medusa's eyes. He patted Nick's shoulder with a smile.

"Yes, Father, I'll go right away." Nick bowed to Duke Medusa and turned to leave. Outside, a tall, white steed stood.

"Little darling, can you go any faster?" Qin Feng, sitting atop the little lion's back, recklessly used his Heaven-Shattering Strike Technique to scan the surroundings with his spiritual energy.

"Uncle Feng, this is my fastest speed right now. I haven't truly mastered the energy of the Body Ritual yet," the little lion replied without turning its head.

"Is that so? Then let me help you," Qin Feng said expressionlessly, opening his eyes. He gently placed his palms on the little lion's back, and golden celestial energy instantly flowed into its back, surging towards its wings.

"Ahhh!" the little lion cried out in pain, and its golden wings instantly shone brightly. With a "whoosh," it flew forward at twice its previous speed.

High in the sky, a golden light flashed and disappeared instantly, leaving behind the little lion's cry and the sound of golden wings cutting through the air.

"Lily, hold on! I'm coming! You must hold on!" Qin Feng murmured, his hands trembling slightly as he pulled out the somewhat worn yellow crystal necklace from his pocket.

The tiger spirit in Qin Feng's sea of consciousness curled its lip in disdain, muttering admiringly, "They say even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, but I think it's men who can't resist her charms. This silly boy, he can't even see such an obvious trap, he's wasted his life!"

"A trap... since even you, a clumsy tiger, can see it, how could I not? But even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, for her sake, I have to brave it! Because, it's a promise!" Qin Feng gently kissed the necklace, his eyes suddenly gleaming, staring intently into the distance, a cold smile playing on his lips. Dragons, it seems you won't stop until I wipe you all out. So, you'll all die!

Whoever blocks my path, I will kill, whether they are dragons, mortals, or even those you call gods!

In an instant, a six-foot-long sword with a blood-red blade and an overwhelming killing intent appeared in Qin Feng's right hand. Qin Feng's originally golden hair turned blood-red, as did his cold, emotionless eyes!

"Humble human! I am Tylmuschira, a high-ranking dragon of the noble dragon race. You possess the unique aura of our dragon race. I ask you, Elder Murikshuivite, Bortok, Aseritako, Rivaknat—where have you hidden our excellent dragon warriors?" A majestic voice came from the clouds, followed by a dark light that shot out from the clouds like an arrow piercing through them, hovering high in the sky, faintly facing Qin Feng.

This was a high-ranking dark dragon, second only to the three golden dragons among the dragons. It was even larger than the silver dragon Murikshuvite they had seen before, standing nearly fifty zhang tall, twice the size of the little lion. It had two horns on its head, two wings on its back, and its entire body was covered in fine scales the size of gold coins, gleaming black. On its massive head, two large, laughing green eyes, like lanterns, stared menacingly at Qin Feng, who was riding on the little lion's back. Strands of white smoke emanated from its nostrils, giving the impression that it would swallow Qin Feng whole if he didn't meet its demands.

"Those four big-bellied lizards from the Mayan plateau last time?" Qin Feng stroked the little lion's mane, which resembled blazing flames, and said coldly, without even glancing at the dark dragon before him.

"A big-bellied lizard? Damn it, you are the only human in my thousands of years of life who dares to use the word 'lizard' to describe our noble dragon race! Damn it, I will make you pay! I will devour your body and hang your soul in our dragon race's forbidden land, letting your soul enjoy the feeling of being bitten by ants for ten thousand years!" The dark dragon Telemuschira was enraged by Qin Feng's words, raising its head and roaring at Qin Feng.

"Want to know where they are?" A cold glint flashed in Qin Feng's icy blood-red eyes as he coldly looked at the dark dragon Telemuschira, who was on the verge of going berserk, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Boy, oh no, I should call you a lowly reptile, if you tell me the whereabouts of Elder Murikshuivit, Bortok, Aseritako, Rivaknat, and others, I can let you die a quick death. Of course, I'll swallow you whole and make you my food!" The dark dragon Telemuschira's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light as it stared at Qin Feng, its ferocious dragon form slicing through its veins.

"They... are dead. My nephew and I killed them. As for their corpses, sorry, we ate them. Oh, right, I still have a small piece of meat left over from that blue dragon. Take a look." Qin Feng's blood-red eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light as he leisurely opened his spatial bag, took out the last piece of dragon meat, and looked at the dark dragon with a sinister smile.

"It really is Aseritac's flesh! I can sense the rich aura of water magic! Damn it, you actually dared to kill a member of our dragon race! We dragons will never let you get away with this! Roar!" The dark dragon Telemuschira sniffed with its massive nose, then roared furiously at Qin Feng. A jet of high-temperature flame, flashing with black light, shot straight from its enormous dragon mouth towards the little lion and Qin Feng, who were only four zhang away.

Instantly, Qin Feng and the little lion were enveloped in this highly corrosive dragon breath.

"Damn it, letting them die so easily is too good for them! Damn it..." Seeing Qin Feng and the little lion fall silent in the dragon breath, a hint of regret appeared in the dark dragon Telemuschira's massive dragon eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a trace of fear.

On the massive head of the dark dragon Telemuschira, a snow-white figure stood as if it had existed since time immemorial, perched atop the dragon's head. The tip of its six-foot-long, blood-red spear easily pierced the dragon's proud scales and hide, and dark blood slowly flowed from the wound.

"Tell me, how did you manage to get out of the way?" Qin Feng's indifferent, emotionless voice reached the dark dragon's ears.

"Impossible! You're just an ordinary human, how could you withstand my annihilating dragon breath, and even climb onto my head in an instant..." the dark dragon said incredulously.

"Indeed, a bunch of ignorant and pathetic big-bellied lizards. It seems asking you like this is less effective than using the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Technique to search your brain!" Qin Feng glanced at the little lion, still lively and making faces after receiving the black dragon breath, and slowly pressed down on his Tiger Soul Blade.

"Ahhhhh!" A huge scream of agony echoed from high above.

Chapter 196 Qin Feng, Here He Is!

The plaza beneath the Temple of Light in Mesa City, the capital of the Mehes Empire, was already packed with people.

Today was the wedding day of Princess Lily, the eldest princess of the empire, and the groom, her consort, was Nick, the eldest son of the Medusa family, the most powerful family in the empire.

Nearly a million residents of the capital flocked to the vicinity of the Temple of Light plaza, holding lilies that symbolized a long and happy marriage, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the newlyweds.

On the vast platform of the square, the current Pope of the Church of Light, three cardinals, and a group of archbishops in white and black robes, along with the heads of the four great golden families of the continent—Duke Medusa, Duke Tulip, Duke Golden Dragon, and Duke Phoenix—conversed with joyful expressions.

"Your Holiness, has Lady Monroe made all the arrangements?" Standing beside the Pope, Duke Medusa smiled kindly at the crowd below and asked the Pope in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Of course, Lady Monroe is already well hidden. This time, and the experts I brought are all ready. Hehe, the Judgment of the Gods—this technique, under my personal command, can unleash a strike equivalent to the full power of a twelve-winged angel. It will definitely wipe 'him' out completely! However, Your Grace, are you all ready? I've heard that 'his' martial arts are unparalleled on the continent. Releasing the Judgment of the Gods requires a chanting time. If you cannot guarantee our safety, then everyone in the city, whether it's us or these defenseless civilians, will die from the backlash of the technique's elements. Your Grace, you'd better make the arrangements!" The Pope looked at the people below the steps with a benevolent expression, exuding an aura of compassion for the world, and answered softly.

"Don't worry, this time we have a dragon king equivalent to an eight-winged angel and ten high-ranking dragons equivalent to four-winged angels, plus the six-winged angel Lady Monroe. With the support of three Saint-level and one God-level expert, that's more than enough to stop you." Duke Medusa smiled confidently, as she spoke calmly.

"Well then, let's hope things go as we hope!" The Pope waved to the crowd below the steps and replied softly.

"They're here! Look! The newlyweds are here!" A sharp-eyed member of the public spotted a carriage drawn by eight fine horses speeding towards them.

"It really is! Look! The newlyweds are here!"

"Wow, Princess Lily looks absolutely perfect today! She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!"

"That's right, and Marquis Nick is just as beautiful!"

"Yes. They're such a perfect match! A truly golden couple!"

Protected by a large crowd, an open carriage drawn by eight white horses sped along the street. The synchronized clatter of hooves and the jingling of horses' necks blended together.

In the carriage, Princess Lily, in a white wedding dress and veiled headdress adorned with flowers, sat intimately with Marquis Nick, in a black tailcoat and black bow tie, waving continuously to the crowds lining the road.

Suddenly, the crowds scattered petals they had prepared, turning the entire capital into a world of fluttering petals. Some petals swirled and landed on the magnificent carriage, while others gently drifted onto the faces of the newlyweds.

When the magnificent carriage finally reached the foot of the grand steps of the Temple of Light, the scene reached its climax. The cheering crowd offered their most sincere blessings to their princess, petals flying in the air—white, red, yellow—and for a moment, the entire capital was immersed in a celebratory and enthusiastic atmosphere.

Emperor Brad of the Mehes Empire, dressed in imposing attire, a benevolent smile on his face, walked to the carriage, took Princess Lily's delicate, snow-white hand, and very gentlemanly helped her down.

Princess Lily smiled and nodded to the surrounding crowd, but a deep confusion lingered in her eyes. Suppressing a hint of resistance, she followed Emperor Brad step by step towards the Pope, who was already beaming with joy on the steps.

Meanwhile, Marquis Nick, the groom, and his brother, Merck, the youngest son of Duke Medusa, stood quietly beside the Pope, gazing tenderly at Princess Lily, whose expression gradually became unnatural.

Finally, Marquis Nick took Princess Lily's delicate hand from Emperor Brad, his gaze filled with deep affection almost melting her heart.

"Young man, take good care of my daughter!" Emperor Brad, having placed Princess Lily's hand in Marquis Nick's, gave her a long look and said to Nick.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will love Princess Lily with all my life!" Nick nodded, looking solemnly at His Majesty Brad.

"Then, I wish you happiness!" His Majesty Brad smiled and offered his blessings.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the auspicious day of Princess Lily, the eldest princess of the Empire, and Nick, the eldest son of Duke Medusa. Now, we invite His Holiness the Pope, who has come all the way from the Papal States to officiate this wedding, to preside over this wedding of great significance for the two newlyweds!" The Left Prime Minister, who was in charge of the wedding, announced loudly to the crowd.

Then, His Majesty the Pope, wearing a diamond and crystal crown, holding a crystal scepter, and dressed in a pearl-embroidered robe, appeared dignified and noble. With an almost unchanging smile on his face, he nodded to the applauding crowd, then walked to Princess Lily and Nick, solemnly

took , lightly dipped his finger in it, and flicked it towards Lily and Nick, saying:

"Today, we gather here under the watchful eye of the God of Light, and before this crowd, to witness the sacred wedding of Nicolòsius Medusa and Lily Zhang Chemersteino Faradic. This is a glorious moment, a moment

established . Therefore, it is not reckless or ill-considered, but devout and solemn.

Now, two newlyweds will be united in this sacred wedding.

If anyone has a valid reason to prove their union illegitimate, please speak now or remain silent forever."

A hush fell over the crowd. Although the Pope's last words were merely routine, formulaic language, the tens of thousands of people gathered in the square fell silent to show their blessing for Princess Lily and out of a subconscious respect for the Pope. For a moment, only the sound of breathing could be heard throughout the square.

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, the Pope continued,

"Nick Mirosius Meshrep, do you take Lily Zhang Chelmseno Faradic to be your lawful wife in this sacred wedding, to live together under the guidance of the God of Light? Do you promise to love her, respect her, comfort her, cherish her, and remain faithful to her for the rest of your lives?"

"I do!" Nick turned his head, gazing intently at Princess Lily, whose gaze had been somewhat evasive, and answered firmly.

The Pope nodded approvingly, then looked at Princess Lily, whose expression seemed lost and absent-minded. The solemn inquiries were:

"Lily Zhang Chermestenofarad, do you take Nick Milosius Medusa to be your lawful husband in this sacred wedding, to live together under the guidance of the God of Light? Do you promise to love him, respect him, comfort him, care for him, and never think of him again for the rest of your lives? Do you promise to be faithful to him?"

"I...I..." Princess Lily dared not meet Nick's gaze, her head bowed. She hesitated for a long time, unable to speak. She desperately wanted to say she did, but for some reason, the words wouldn't come out, as if something subconsciously prevented her from speaking.

"Say it!" Manina, holding Princess Lily's arm, shook her anxiously in a low voice.

The audience was completely silent, all eyes fixed on Princess Lily in the temple square, who was trying to speak but couldn't. What was happening? Had something gone wrong? "Standing not far away, Duke Medusa frowned and muttered to herself.

"I...I...will..." Princess Lily said slowly, pausing between each word. Just as the word "will" was about to leave her lips, a cold, emotionless voice came from the clouds above—

"She doesn't want to!"

Then, a massive black shadow plummeted from the clouds, landing squarely in the center of Shenyin Square.

"Run!" The reacting crowd scattered in all directions, fearing being struck by the falling shadow.

The shadow descended lower and lower, finally crashing heavily into the center of Shenyin Square with a deafening "thud," kicking up a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, the massive shadow was revealed to be the corpse of a nearly fifty-foot-long dark dragon, its magic crystals ripped out of it!

Atop the dragon, a man with golden hair, a white robe, hands clasped behind his back, and cold, emotionless eyes stood proudly. A palpable killing intent emanated from him, instantly extinguishing the previously tense atmosphere.

Qin Feng had arrived!

Chapters 197-198 The Dragon King Descends

"Who are you? Why are you here to disrupt Princess Lily and Marquis Nick's wedding, which is blessed by the gods today?" The Pope, presiding over the wedding, looked at Qin Feng, who was standing on the corpse of a giant dark dragon, with a strange glint in his eyes.

"My God, isn't that the most powerful of the ten high-ranking dragons, the dark dragon Tylmuschira? It's been killed so quickly?" Duke Golden Dragon muttered, looking at Qin Feng standing on the dragon's corpse with disbelief.

"It seems his strength far exceeded our expectations. We must be careful this time!" Duke Tulip looked at Qin Feng, who was radiating overwhelming killing intent, with a solemn expression, and whispered to the other three dukes of the Golden Family.

"My God, that's... a dragon's corpse?" The fleeing crowd stopped at a distance to observe this uninvited guest, suddenly realizing that the huge corpse trampled under the white-robed man's feet was indeed the corpse of a legendary dragon!

The crimson tongue protruding from the enormous mouth of the dragon, the pained expression on its face, all told the world that the dragon had indeed been killed by this white-robed man.

"He is Tiger King Tagore! The God of Slaughter has returned!" A sharp-eyed member of the crowd finally spotted the expressionless white-robed man on the dragon's corpse—the Tiger King, who had rendered countless services to the Mehes Empire—and cried out. Soon, tens of thousands of people present knew that the God of Slaughter, Tagore, had returned to the capital. Everyone stared intently at the scene, afraid of missing a single detail.

"I've come to take my woman back," Qin Feng said, smiling at Princess Lily, who looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Your woman? Who is your woman? Go find out who your woman is here. Don't disturb this newlywed couple blessed by the gods!" The Pope's eyes flickered as he looked at Qin Feng and spoke gently.

"My woman, it's her!" Standing atop the dragon corpse, Qin Feng smiled tenderly. His figure flashed, and in a blur, he was standing before Princess Lily. He forcefully pushed Nick, the groom, aside, tightly gripping Princess Lily's delicate hand.

"You...you..." The Pope stammered, unable to speak for a long time. He turned to His Majesty Brad, hoping he would intervene.

"Ahem...Tagore, I'm very sorry. We invited you to Lily's wedding because we know you've been very busy in the Mayan Wasteland, so...um...but since you're here, please join us in blessing Lily and Nick. Their wedding is being officiated by His Majesty the Pope himself! Lily, don't you agree?" Forced into the situation by the Pope, His Majesty Brad exclaimed twice, cleared his throat, and finally gave a subtle hint to Princess Lily, who was holding Qin Feng's hand and looking flustered.

"Is that so?" Qin Feng looked up at His Majesty Brad. A chilling gaze from Qin Feng's eyes almost froze the blood in His Majesty Brad's veins.

"You said you'd wait for me to come back, that you'd marry me as soon as you returned. Why is this happening...? Did they force you? If so, then I'll kill them all!" Qin Feng gently stroked Princess Lily's soft face, the woman who haunted his dreams, and spoke softly. As he finished speaking, a terrifying killing intent swept over Princess Lily, violently impacting the crowd in the temple square.

"Heavens. Such a powerful killing intent! No one can possess such a strong killing intent without having killed tens of thousands." Duke Golden Dragon, who was using all his strength to resist the killing intent, exclaimed in astonishment.

"Let me go... I... I admit I seem to know you... but... it's too much for you to disrupt my wedding like this..." Princess Lily, her hand gripped by Qin Feng, struggled to break free and fled to Nick's side, looking at Qin Feng.

What's wrong with this person? Why does he seem so familiar yet so strange? But he's so rude! How can he hold my hand like this under these circumstances? Princess Lily looked at Qin Feng with a complicated expression, vigorously rubbing her hand that Qin Feng had just held.

"You seem to recognize me? I've only been gone for less than half a year! Have you already forgotten?" Qin Feng looked at Princess Lily in disbelief. Before he came, he thought Princess Lily was just forced to marry that Nick guy. But now, looking at her, there was no sign of being forced at all. He seemed more like a scoundrel who had come to steal her away.

"Have you forgotten the flower I gave you? That white tulip?" As if grasping at a lifeline, Qin Feng gestured to Princess Lily.

"A white tulip? You said you gave me a white tulip?" Princess Lily looked at Qin Feng with a strange expression.

"Yes, you must remember, right?" Qin Feng nodded frantically, like a boy experiencing his first love, showing no trace of the strongest man on the continent.

"I don't know if you really gave me a white tulip, sir, but I can tell you, if you're giving flowers to a woman you like, never give a white tulip, because it represents hopeless love." Princess Lily, arm in arm with Nick, seemed to have found a sliver of courage as she looked at Qin Feng.

"And this necklace, did you give it to me while you were sleepwalking?" Qin Feng's face was ashen as he pulled out the worn-out yellow crystal necklace from his pocket.

"This was a gift from my mother, my most precious possession. How could it be with you?" Princess Lily's eyes flashed with anxiety as she looked anxiously at the yellow crystal necklace in Qin Feng's hand.

"Crack—" Qin Feng heard the sound of his heart breaking. When the last glimmer of hope vanished, despair, a feeling of utter despair, rose rapidly from the depths of his heart. That love at first sight, the tango like butterflies at the ball, the fury he felt for his beloved on the vast plains, the unspoken farewell at the city gate… Despair

, a despair from the depths of his soul, spread rapidly from Qin Feng!

A deathly aura, seemingly from the ages of cataclysmic floods, instantly permeated the entire capital. The city's once lush trees withered instantly, their verdant leaves turning amber in the blink of an eye before fluttering lightly from the branches. A rain of withered leaves fell from the sky, a rain of despair and death, seemingly mocking the petals scattered on the ground.

Whether as a space pirate in his original timeline or as a god of death who slaughtered tens of thousands in this world, he had never shed a tear. But now, this heartbreak finally brought him to tears.

Tears, crystalline tears, salty, cool yet tinged with warmth, welled in his eyes, slowly sliding down his face, tracing a poignant arc in the air before falling to the ground and shattering, just like Qin Feng's heart.

Love is joy, sorrow, ecstasy, emotion, or something to be remembered as a legend.

Love is a covenant, a habit, time, and even gray hair. It surprises and delights us, making us

completely forget ourselves, even pledging to each other life and

death. Who will ask about us in the future? We fly far away together in the high sky and strong wind.

Love is a smile, a wild laugh, a silly laugh, a joke, or perhaps a fear of loneliness.

What is the price of love? What is its purpose? In what world? And why is it a gift of love in the snow?

Who can ask for anything?

Who can bear the consequences of a tragic ending? Even if the world is turned upside down, it is not in vain

that we had each other in the beginning

. Love is in a daze, it started when Pangu first created

this romantic old story.

Love is in a hazy dream, in this life and the next

, afraid we miss each other, we will never know.

Falling into the vast mortal world, we rely on each other in the north, south, east, and west, afraid that living alone is meaningless. Love is coming and going, the threads of affection are one after another. When you and I are never separated in this life ... "Ahhhhh!" Qin Feng roared to the sky, and huge energy came out of his mouth with this roar. The huge sound wave energy frantically impacted everything around. The members of the Holy See of Light and the four dukes standing on the temple square all focused their ears and desperately resisted this sudden attack. Nick and Princess Lily, who were closest to Qin Feng, suffered the most damage. Although Nick had reached the Sword Emperor level, compared to Qin Feng, a monster who could easily kill even Sword God level cultivators, he was only slightly better off than ordinary people who didn't know martial arts. "Pfft—" Trying to protect himself and Princess Lily, Nick finally couldn't withstand the attack, which was several levels higher than him. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was violently thrown up by the raging energy, crashing into the tall stone pillar of the temple. Fortunately, Duke Medusa reacted quickly and grabbed him, preventing Nick and Princess Lily from being smashed into a pulp. "Let's begin. While he's in a frenzy and out of his mind, kill him in one fell swoop!" Duke Medusa glanced at the other three Golden Family patriarchs and nodded. "Notify the hidden Dragon King and his men to prepare for action. Your Majesty, your people of the Holy See, prepare the Judgment of the Gods! We don't know how long we can hold out. So the sooner the better!" As the commander of this operation, Duke Medusa addressed Duke Golden Dragon and His Majesty the Pope. "Fire Dragon King Pom Stanford and his nine subordinates have arrived. Let's prepare to attack." Duke Golden Dragon closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them, a hint of excitement in his voice. "Attack!" Duke Medusa's expression hardened, and with a low shout, she flew towards Qin Feng, who was howling at the sky. Duke Tulip, Duke Golden Dragon, and Duke Phoenix followed closely behind, also flying towards Qin Feng. "Medusa Clan's Guardian Technique—Medusa's Gaze!" A glint flashed in Duke Medusa's eerie eyes as she flew to face Qin Feng. Her pupils changed from their original silver to a lifeless gray-white, staring directly at the crazed Qin Feng. A cold voice escaped from her tightly closed mouth. Medusa's gaze, a protective skill of the Medusa clan, meant that anyone who met her gaze, unless their power far surpassed that of the Tulip Clan, would be doomed. "The Tulip Clan's ultimate skill—Death Tulip!" Following closely behind Medusa, the Tulip Duke arrived at the designated spot. His black robes suddenly bulged as if inflated, and purple battle aura condensed around him into a giant tulip, fiercely engulfing Qin Feng. "The Golden Dragon Clan's ultimate skill—Raging Dragon Roar!" A phantom of a three-headed golden dragon suddenly appeared in the air. Although it couldn't compare to the fifty-foot-long dark dragon in the center of the plaza, it was still a good ten feet tall. Its three ferocious heads stared coldly at the expressionless, crazed Qin Feng, and its massive mouth spewed out energy similar to dragon breath. "The Phoenix Clan's Ultimate Skill—Phoenix Breaking Through the Might!" Opposite the three-headed golden dragon phantom, a colossal phantom composed entirely of raging flames mirrored the three golden dragons. A white flame erupted from the phoenix's sharp beak, its target Qin Feng, who had stopped his roar and stood there bewildered. The four great golden families of the continent had been passed down for millennia; their ultimate skills were no joke. Furthermore, among the four dukes, except for Duke Tulip, the Sword God, all had reached the Saint-level. Amplified by their combined energy, the power of these skills reached a terrifying level. Four massive energies, imbued with the dukes' unwavering resolve, slammed towards Qin Feng. "Boom!" The entire temple plaza shook violently, as if the earth itself had trembled. Those who had been watching the spectacle and were nearby were unable to escape and were instantly blasted into mincemeat by the combined force of the four massive energies. The entire temple plaza was filled with dust from the impact of the four massive energies. The four dukes collapsed to the ground, their earlier composure completely gone. Having exhausted all their strength to unleash their ultimate techniques, they were too weak to even stand, panting heavily. Their eyes were fixed on the center of the dust cloud, blurring their vision. A moment of silence fell over the entire plaza. All eyes were focused on the center of the temple plaza, struck by the four massive energies. "This kid was just taken down like that?" Duke Golden Dragon asked, panting. "Cough cough…it seems a bit unbelievable…" Duke Phoenix coughed. "With his strength, he should have been able to dodge. His martial arts are very strange; everyone should be careful." Duke Medusa shook her head, seemingly disbelieving that Qin Feng could be so easily defeated. "Hmm, Robert is right. If this kid were really so easy to kill, the higher-ups wouldn't have sent a six-winged angel to help us deal with him." Duke Tulip, the eldest of the four dukes, glanced at the other three and concluded. What happened to him? Is he alright? Why does my heart ache so much, as if it's being torn apart? What is his relationship with me? Why do I inexplicably want to care about him? Why does he have my most precious connection in his hand? Princess Lily gently pushed aside Nick, who was blocking her way. Her eyes were fixed on the blurry dust in the center of the temple, and an indescribable pain welled up inside her. "Lily, don't go over there! It's dangerous! No one can stop him when he goes berserk!" Seeing Princess Lily walking towards the center of the arena, Manina hurriedly grabbed Princess Lily's arm and said anxiously. "Manina, you know him, right? You must know him, right? What is our relationship? Why can't I remember anything? Please tell me?" Princess Lily suddenly turned her head and looked at Manina pleadingly. "Lily, you... don't guess. Even you don't know him, how would I know... I... I don't know anything else, I only know that he is Tiger King Tagore..." Manina didn't dare to look Princess Lily in the eye and stammered. "Really? Perhaps... But why would Duke Medusa help Duke Golden Dragon of Izumo, Duke Tulip of Fatil, and Duke Phoenix of Qin against our Prince Medusa? The Tiger King, the Tiger King, he's still our Prince of Mehes! How can he help outsiders against our people? Nick, tell Duke Medusa to stop!" Princess Lily looked at Manina with disappointment. Then she turned to Nick, who was standing to the side. "This... my father... he... um... this..." Nick knew the whole story, but he couldn't tell Princess Lily. Could it be that my father had the six-winged angel erase your memories of the Tiger King Tagore and then hypnotized you into loving me? So he stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word. At that moment, a deafening roar erupted from the temple square. The dust settled, revealing a white-haired youth!

His once handsome, signature blond hair had turned snow-white, like falling snowflakes, cascading loosely over his shoulders. His once penetrating eyes were now staring blankly, filled with confusion. His once elegant white robe had been blasted to smithereens by the four powerful forces, leaving only tattered trousers covering his private parts. A halo of dark light shimmered around him, making him look no different from a beggar on the street.

"He..." Princess Lily suddenly felt a pang of heartbreak, looking at Qin Feng in the center of the temple square. She longed to rush over and embrace him, to protect him.

"He's actually alright... This is unbelievable..." Duke Golden Dragon stared in disbelief, his mouth agape as he looked at Qin Feng, who stood unharmed in the center of the square, except for his white hair and tattered clothes.

Just now, the four of them used their ultimate skills from each race with all their might. Even a dragon king-level giant couldn't possibly withstand such a powerful attack head-on without being injured. But this person in front of us...

"We still underestimated him too much. Judging from his current strength, even an eight-winged angel-level expert would be no match for him. Right now, besides the Dragon King Bom Stanford, who is an eight-winged angel-level expert, we only have Lady Monroe, who is a six-winged angel-level expert. If this continues, it will be difficult to kill him. If he escapes this time, given his original personality, then we, and even our family..." Duke Tulip forced himself to calm down and slowly analyzed, and in the end,

he couldn't help but shudder.

The four men exchanged a glance, each seeing deep fear in the other's eyes. Although their four clans were known as the oldest and most ancient golden families on the continent, they were still no match for the Hulan clan, whose population numbered in the millions. They knew this in their hearts. Yet, even the powerful Hulan clan, which had entangled the Mehes Empire for thousands of years, was wiped out simply for provoking the woman he loved. Thinking of his cruel methods, to protect their families and to live a little longer, they had no choice but to desperately keep him here!

The four men forced themselves to their feet, seeing the determination to fight to the death in each other's eyes. Gazing at Qin Feng in the center of the temple, they secretly gathered the energy they had almost exhausted, preparing for their next attack.

Everyone has their weaknesses, and it is precisely because of these weaknesses that they are truly human, not omnipotent robots. Similarly, Qin Feng, as a human, could be described as perfect in other aspects, far surpassing others, but he had one weakness, or rather, his Achilles' heel: emotions! In this respect, his experience and handling were far inferior to those of many who were less capable in other areas.

"Qin boy, wake up! It's just a woman. There are plenty of women in this world, she's not the only one. Why are you making such a fuss? You, who supposedly inherited the unique skills of the Yanhuang lineage, are making such a fuss over something so trivial? Do you think you're doing right by Aini? Do you think you're doing right by those alien races who had such high hopes for you? If you keep going like this, don't blame me, Tiger Soul, for turning on you!" Just when Qin Feng was in despair, Tiger Soul's sharp spiritual energy fluctuations pierced Qin Feng's closed-off consciousness like a sharp arrow, awakening him from his despair like a morning bell or evening drum!

"Besides, that woman seems a bit strange. Think about it, if she remembers your necklace, how could she not remember you? She remembers everything except you. You're such a smart person, can't you see the trickery here?" Tiger Soul's spiritual energy fluctuations gently nourished Qin Feng's withered heart like a gentle stream, gradually giving him a glimmer of hope.

The four dukes of the Golden Families, who were gathering their energy to prepare for their attack, suddenly noticed that Qin Feng, whose face had been ashen and eyes lifeless, had abruptly unleashed an aura powerful enough to destroy the heavens and earth. A glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Feng, who had been in the center of the temple, was standing dozens of feet away in front of Princess Lily.

A knowing smile appeared on his face, and he gently and firmly placed the worn yellow crystal necklace in his hand around Princess Lily's snow-white neck.

"You said you wanted me to find a suitable owner for this necklace, to wear it on the person I think is most important. Now, I have found it. This necklace is only truly suitable when it is worn around your neck," Qin Feng said softly, looking at the somewhat bewildered Princess Lily.

"You lowly human, it was you who wantonly slaughtered our dragon clan members! I, the Fire Dragon King Pom Stanford, swear to the Dragon God that I will make sure you die a gruesome death!"

A deafening roar echoed from the sky, and a massive black shadow, almost obscuring the entire plaza, burst forth from the clouds and crashed down upon Qin Feng!

Chapter 199: The Dragon King

Qin Feng seemed oblivious to the deafening roar from the sky, his eyes fixed intently on Princess Lily, his burning gaze seemingly capable of melting her.

"You...I..." Princess Lily was deeply ashamed, her once beautiful face flushed crimson, and she stammered for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.

"Your Highness, Tiger King, please show some respect. Princess Lily is my wife. This is extremely rude!" At this moment, a voice came from the side that

displeased greatly, as if he were savoring a delicious meal only to suddenly discover a rat dropping in it—utterly disgusting.

Qin Feng turned to look at Nick, who was standing to the side, his face flushed with anger and staring intently at him. Without any visible movement, Qin Feng's right hand was already gripping

Nick's neck, easily lifting him up.

"She's my woman, and she can only be my woman. If it weren't for the fact that you haven't caused her any real harm yet, you'd

already be a corpse. Get lost!" Qin Feng flung Nick dozens of feet away, without even glancing at him, as if he were a dog.

"Lily, listen to me. You've been hypnotized and have temporarily forgotten some things from your past. But don't worry, I'll help you regain

your memories. Trust me!" Qin Feng gripped Princess Lily's shoulders, looking into her beautiful eyes and speaking solemnly.

"Ah... watch out!" Princess Lily was about to reply when she suddenly saw Qin Feng behind her and screamed.

A cold glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. Without a word, he moved swiftly, appearing in mid-air with Princess Lily in his arms.

A deafening boom echoed from where they had been standing. A massive dragon, nearly seventy or eighty feet tall, covered

in fiery red scales, with a pair of sharp horns on its head, and eyes gleaming with hatred and ferocity, stared intently at Qin Feng. Its gaping maw

revealed gleaming white teeth, and white vapor billowed from its enormous nostrils. The immense power of this eight-winged angel-level dragon caused

the to involuntarily kneel. Even the four grand dukes who had reached the Saint rank or higher could not withstand the overwhelming pressure and knelt

. Apart from the Pope, who was chanting a forbidden spell and preparing to unleash a super-forbidden incantation, and his mages, only Qin Feng remained standing

.

Nine other high-ranking dragons, smaller than this red fire-elemental dragon king, roared and tumbled through the clouds. An

unprecedented .

"Very well, you're the one who killed Elder Murikshuivit, Bortok, Asheritak, Rivakonat, and Taylormuschira, are

n't you? Don't deny it, the energy you emitted just now and the speed with which you dodged me clearly showed your murderous intent."

"You're the murderer who killed them! No need for any further explanations, and we don't need any of yours. You are the enemy of our dragon race.

All your relatives, friends, and subordinates will lose their lives because of you! Of course, you might regret it, but unfortunately, our

magnanimous dragon race will not give a chance for a heinous villain like you to repent! Death is the only path awaiting you!" The red dragon

opened its massive maw and spoke in human language.

"Have you finished your rambling?" Qin Feng ignored Princess Lily, who was still struggling slightly, and held her tightly in his arms. He looked coldly at

the self-righteous , recounting his crimes.

"Damn it! Don't think I'm rambling! Our dragon race is the oldest and most civilized race on the continent. We are a civilized and courteous

race. The reason I'm telling you all this is so you can die knowing why. Don't think you can act recklessly just because you're powerful!" "You

know , there's always someone stronger than you. Your strength might be considered top-tier among these humans, but in my eyes, you

're no different from a three-year-old child. I could easily crush a whole bunch of them with a flick of my claws!" The red dragon roared, extending its

massive claws, only a few meters wide, and gesturing towards Qin Feng.

"Is that so? What you're saying is the same as what that dark dragon, and the silver, red, blue, and yellow dragons said before

. Unfortunately, they all died easily under my fists." Qin Feng smiled mockingly, watching the red dragon king about to go berserk, and continued

:

"Moreover, aside from the dragon liver, heart, and tongue, which are passable, their meat, frankly, isn't very tasty—too tough.

I wonder if the meat of your so-called dragon king-level big-bellied lizard worm is any more tender than theirs?" "Qin Feng adopted a gourmet's posture

, looking at the red dragon king spewing large amounts of white smoke from its nostrils.

"Roar! Damn it, I'll kill you! You've trampled on the honor of our dragon race! How dare you talk about

the taste of our dragon race in front of so many people! Roar!" The fire-type red dragon king, crouching on the ground, roared, no longer able to bear Qin Feng's provocation, and

charged fiercely at Qin Feng in mid-air, its momentum seemingly ready to fight him to the death.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, a mocking expression on his lips, and looked at the charging fire-type dragon king, saying:

"Is this all the tricks your dragon race knows? Besides breathing fire, all you can do is complain a few times, threaten a few times, maybe use

some dragon language magic or something, and then you scream and die?" "Qin Feng showed no respect to the Fire Dragon King, sarcastically remarking as he

gracefully evaded a series of attacks with a series of elegant arcs in the air.

"Damn reptile, you cowardly wretch! What can you do besides run away? If you're so tough, stop running and give me a good hit!

" The Fire Dragon King roared at Qin Feng, having easily dodged several attacks.

"Hey, I don't know who told me dragons have intelligence. I said, how could a big-bellied lizard like this have intelligence? I'm telling you,

you big-bellied red lizard, you're so much bigger than me. If I try to out-strength you, I'm just asking for death! Why would I want to out-strength you

? You big idiot, if you're so tough, keep up with my speed and hit me!" Qin Feng seemed to be transported back to the time

when . He cursed at the red dragon king, then smacked his lips and muttered,

"That felt good. It's been so long since I've vented like this. Tsk tsk, I feel much better now. That idiot really deserved to be cursed."

"What does '***' mean?" Princess Lily, her face flushed and her body limp in Qin Feng's arms, looked at

him puzzled. She had been quite startled. This was a dragon equivalent to an eight-winged angel, a true god in the eyes of the world

! Yet this silver-haired man, who claimed to have some kind of relationship with her, was speaking to a god like that

!

"Uh, well, ***, uh, it means to greet his mother." "Having just finished cursing that Dragon King and feeling completely refreshed, Qin Feng

was suddenly startled by the question from the beauty in his arms. After thinking for a while, he finally said,

'Oh, so you're cursing his mother. But do you know his mother? He's a Dragon King, second only to the Dragon Emperor in the dragon race.

He's lived for at least tens of thousands of years. As for his mother…' Princess Lily, after receiving Qin Feng's explanation, tilted her head and looked at him with amusement.

'Uh, well, the weather is really nice today… Damn, you dragons are really despicable.' Qin Feng stammered for a while,

about to bring up the weather, when he suddenly roared, pulled Princess Lily into his arms, and dodged the

scorching dragon breath spewed by the red dragon king.

The intensely hot and corrosive dragon breath seemed to heat up the air above, and a few strands of Princess Lily's long hair, which had been fluttering as Qin Feng moved with her

, were instantly burned to ashes by the dragon breath, leaving a faint smell of burning protein in the air.

'Are you scared?'" "Qin Feng looked at the beauty clinging tightly to him in his arms and asked softly.

"Ah...so you're afraid...but..." Princess Lily glanced at Qin Feng, but didn't finish her sentence before quickly lowering her head. A blush crept onto

her exceptionally beautiful face, because there was still something she hadn't said. She felt incredibly safe in his arms, so she was no longer afraid.

"Sigh, he's just too strong. Under the attack of an eight-winged angel, he can still effortlessly engage in romance. Should we admire

his courage or laugh at his foolishness?" "Kneeling on the ground, Duke Medusa looked up at Qin Feng, who was locked in combat with the dragon, and

said with a mixture of envy and jealousy

, 'What a pity. He should have been a peerless master who could dominate the world, but in the end, he couldn't escape his fate of being killed. The better he performed,

the stronger the determination to kill him became... Alas...' Duke Tulip, standing beside Duke Medusa, sighed, a hint of appreciation flashing in his cloudy eyes

.

'Cough cough... It's hard to say... We've been besieging him for quite some time now, and he always manages to escape in the end. This time, perhaps he

can escape as well...' Duke Phoenix coughed a few times.

'If that happens, only your Phoenix clan among the four clans can be spared. After all, your girl and this boy have a close relationship.

Unfortunately, the other three clans, hehe, are finished.' Duke Golden Dragon picked up where Duke Phoenix left off.

'So... this time, we must keep him here completely. This is a gamble, and we can't afford to lose!'" "Duke Medusa swept her gaze over the other

three, her icy voice ringing out.

Chapter 200: Fighting the Dragon King (Part Two)"

The Crimson Fire Dragon King, Bolemututajik, was currently extremely annoyed. The human before him was like a bug he could easily kill but couldn't, constantly bothering him and causing him immense discomfort, prompting him to roar repeatedly.

Princess Lily, on the other hand, was experiencing complex emotions. From the beginning, she had inexplicably felt a strong resistance towards Qin Feng, yet she also had an inexplicable feeling of safety in his presence. Watching him effortlessly traverse the air, skillfully dodging Bolemututajik's attacks, the deep sarcasm on his lips and the composure and calmness in his eyes gave her an inexplicable confidence, even in the presence of the Dragon King.

"Dragons are trash like you. Calling you big-bellied lizards wouldn't be an exaggeration. What a noble race! Tsk tsk..."

"Hey, big lizard, I'm over here, don't get the wrong person..."

"Oh dear, how can you be so clumsy? Hurry up..."

"Here, here, I don't know what you ate to grow up like this, even turning around is so difficult..."

"Speed, speed... you know, speed is important..."

"Don't spew nonsense, be careful you don't pollute the air and environment, and your random arson is a violation of imperial law..."

...

The citizens of Misa City were stunned. The four dukes who had originally ambushed Qin Feng in the temple square, along with some elite soldiers who were lying in ambush to surround him, were stunned. A charming woman hidden in the shadows was also stunned.

This Tiger King Tagore is too good... The opponent is a fire-type dragon king who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he actually treated him like... he was training him. He can be said to be the first person in history to play with a fire-type dragon king comparable to an eight-winged angel!

Impressive! Admirable! The eyes of Duke Tulip and the other dukes of the four great golden families of the continent now looked at Qin Feng with admiration.

Princess Lily's eyes were also full of admiration as she looked at Qin Feng, her hands unconsciously tightening around his waist, her beautiful face turning bright red like a boiled shrimp, unaware of the fleeting smile in Qin Feng's eyes.

"Roar~~ You despicable and hateful human, you have thoroughly enraged me, fire dragon Bolemututajik, I will tear you to pieces. No, tearing you to pieces is not enough to quell my rage. I will tear your soul from your body, then soak your soul in the Sea of Wraiths, I will peel off your skin, pull out your tendons, break your bones... You nine brats, stop him! Don't let this insect-like human escape!" Fire dragon Bolemututajik roared at Qin Feng, then commanded the nine high-ranking dragons rolling in the clouds.

"Yes, Your Majesty, Lord Bolemututajik!" The nine high-ranking dragons, churning in the clouds high above, answered in unison. Then, nine enormous figures, accompanied by ear-piercing screams, charged towards Qin Feng, who was floating in mid-air.

"Ah..." Princess Lily gasped in surprise upon hearing the roar of the Dragon King Bolemututajik. Looking down at the smug-faced fire dragon Bolemututajik with a hint of disdain, she wondered to herself, "Could this be the true face of the dragon race, the image of elegant gentlemen and powerful figures I've always had?"

Qin Feng's mockery deepened, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes. He looked down at the fire dragon Bolemututajik, whose massive jaws were agape, ready to surround him, and said,

"So this is the true face of your dragon race. You can't win, so you send your minions to swarm you. Ah, I wonder if your dragon race will still be praised by the world after today."

"You…" A look of frustration crossed Bolemututajik's face. However, he was now in a difficult position. If, as Qin Feng said, the reputation the dragon race had built up before the world was ruined, he would truly become a sinner against the dragon race. Therefore, he looked at Qin Feng with some hesitation and asked:

"So what do you want? I hit you, but you always run away! Why don't you stop running and fight me this time!"

Qin Feng thought, "This dragon is truly shameless! You're so big, and you want me to fight you without running away? I might as well just tie myself up and hand myself over!

" "I won't run away, but you have to transform into human form to fight me. Do you dare?" A strange glint flashed across Qin Feng's lips as he feigned disdain.

As the saying goes, "Man fights for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense. " As a dragon king, the fire-elemental dragon Bolemututajik valued his reputation highly. Provoked by Qin Feng, he completely forgot the Dragon Emperor's dying wish to capture Qin Feng. His mind was now consumed with thoughts of how to torment this human who had caused him to lose face. He roared at Qin Feng,

"Fine... I'll transform into human form and fight you! You nine, watch from above. If this brat tries to escape, hmph..."

After roaring, the fire-elemental dragon king chanted a profound and austere dragon language. A dazzling red light flashed across his body, and moments later, his enormous form, originally seventy or eighty feet tall, vanished, replaced by a middle-aged warrior over two meters tall, clad in a full suit of fiery red armor. His emerald green eyes glared resentfully at Qin Feng—this was the human form of the dragon king Bolemututajik.

"Human, come here. I've transformed into human form as you requested. Now, don't keep running away!" the red-armored middle-aged warrior said to Qin Feng, his voice identical to that of the Dragon King Bolemututajik earlier.

Qin Feng patted the somewhat uneasy Princess Lily, using a cloak he took from his spatial bag to tightly bind her to his bare back, and whispered, "Watch out, I'll show you how I take down this big-bellied lizard."

"Hmm..." Princess Lily, bound to Qin Feng's back, tried to struggle, but she was no match for Qin Feng's strength. She could only obediently lie on Qin Feng's broad back, her whole body limp and powerless, revealing a girlish side she had never shown when she was with Nick.

In the distance, Nick, who had finally managed to get up from the ground, saw Princess Lily's girlish side limp on Qin Feng's back. His injuries, which had stabilized, began to flare up again, and a fierce glint flashed across his handsome face.

"Big guy, come on." Qin Feng's bare upper body suddenly flashed with a layer of dark light, enveloping his entire body and protecting Princess Lily behind him. He activated the Chaotic Demon Body Technique to its limit.

"Yaaaaa!" The humanoid dragon Bolemututajik roared, his massive fist slamming towards Qin Feng with a gust of wind. Instantly, a pillar of fire as thick as his fist shot out from it, hurtling towards Qin Feng, the air in its path seemingly dried out by the scorching flames.

Qin Feng stared expressionlessly at the seemingly formidable flames, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. Such an old-fashioned, subtle attack—it seems the dragon race's martial arts aren't all that great.

Easily deflecting the attack, Qin Feng's right fist flashed with icy coldness, his entire fist seemingly turning into crystal, and he smashed it fiercely towards the dragon king Bolemututajik's stomach. The surrounding air seemed to freeze under the chill emanating from the fist, emitting a hissing sound. This was

the ancient Chinese martial art – the Heavenly Frost Fist.

Dragon King Bolemututajik, worthy of being an ancient monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, while his martial arts skills were far inferior to Qin Feng's, his reaction speed was remarkably fast. Seeing his first punch easily dodged by Qin Feng, he imitated him, taking a small step to the side, intending to dodge Qin Feng's punch as well.

Qin Feng's contemptuous expression deepened. He channeled his Heavenly Force into his legs, his feet flashing faster and faster until they formed a small whirlwind. Before the Dragon King Bolemututajik could react, Qin Feng leaped into the air, his legs accelerating, the whirlwind growing larger and larger. Before Bolemututajik could react, Qin Feng stomped on his head, like a drill, forcefully slamming him into the ground. The ground was a mess, and where Bolemututajik had stood was now just a huge hole. This was

the ancient Chinese martial art – the Whirlwind Kick.

The entire temple plaza fell silent. Everyone stared at Qin Feng in disbelief. Bolemututajik was the Dragon King! He'd been so easily defeated?

Only Qin Feng, standing intently to the side, showed no joy of victory. He was fully focused on the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Technique, his eyes locked on the hole in the ground.

With a roar like that of a wild beast, the ground shook, and a red figure emerged from the tunnel through which Bolemututajik had been driven into the ground. It hovered in mid-air—it was none other than the previously triumphant and spirited fire dragon king, Bolemututajik. However, he now looked rather pathetic. His fiery red hair was smeared with foul-smelling mud, his once-glorious armor was now somewhat dull, and his once handsome face was now contorted in a ferocious grimace, his eyes burning with a fury that seemed capable of melting Qin Feng.

"Human, you…" Before Bolemututajik could speak, several water balls suddenly rained down from above, drenching him completely!

Standing not far from Bolemututajik, Qin Feng deliberately fanned his nose and said to Bolemututajik,

"You stink. I got you some water to wash up. No need to thank me." Even the

Pope

and his multitude of papal mages, who were chanting and preparing to unleash a super forbidden spell, involuntarily stopped, staring wide-eyed at the two figures standing in the temple square. Fortunately, they had only just begun, and the chanting wasn't even halfway through, otherwise they would surely have exploded and died.

The entire crowd was stunned. Several citizens with heart conditions, presumably some kind of heart disease, collapsed to the ground. Duke Tulip, Duke Medusa, Duke Golden Dragon, and Duke Phoenix stared blankly at Qin Feng, who had drenched Dragon King Bolemututajik with several water balloons, a single word surging in their minds: Amazing!

The citizens of the capital were going crazy. What kind of day was this? First, the Pope of the Church of Light led a delegation to visit and officiate Princess Lily's wedding. The heads of the four great golden families of the continent came to offer their congratulations. Then, the so-called guardian god of the empire, the killing god Tiger King Tagore, actually brought a dark dragon's corpse to steal the bride?

Then, the Dragon King, who was like a god in the eyes of ordinary citizens, actually appeared at the wedding with a nine-headed high-ranking dragon soaring in the clouds, declaring that he would capture Tiger King Tagore. Then, Tiger King Tagore teased the Dragon King Bolemututajik like a clown. Now that the two were officially fighting, he was drenched!

"My God, this, is it really you..." Princess Lily, on Qin Feng's back, had watched Qin Feng prank the Dragon King Bolemututajik from beginning to end. Seeing Qin Feng cast magic without chanting incantations, she, who originally thought Qin Feng only knew martial arts, now felt that she couldn't see through him anymore.

"Ahhhhhh!" The dragon king, Bolemututajik, drenched to the bone, stood frozen for a long time, utterly bewildered. He couldn't believe that he, one of the six great dragon kings second only to the Dragon Emperor, had been soaked to the bone! He roared to the sky, and a towering white flame erupted from his body, engulfing him in a raging inferno. Simultaneously, a terrifying pressure emanated from the flames.

Qin Feng, carrying Princess Lily on his back, floated in mid-air, his eyes coldly fixed on the flames enveloping Bolemututajik. He circulated his Azure Sky Force throughout his body. For the first time, a solemn expression appeared on his face. A burst of dark light pierced through his naked body three times, protecting him and Princess Lily on his back.

The entire area fell into a deathly silence, save for the crackling sound of the blazing white flame in the center of the temple square.

After a short while, the white flame gradually extinguished—or rather, it was absorbed. The entire ball of scorching flames was absorbed from the inside out, revealing a giant five zhang tall. Comparable to the Titans, this giant had a miniature dragon head on its head, its entire body covered in fiery scales, and a massive tail hanging down its back. It glared fiercely at Qin Feng, as if wanting to devour him whole, its aura as powerful as an eight-winged angel making it hard to breathe.

"Dragon-human form?" Princess Lily behind Qin Feng exclaimed, protected by Qin Feng's aura, which was no weaker than the Dragon King's. Princess Lily, who didn't know martial arts, felt no aura emanating from the Dragon King while clinging to Qin Feng.

"Dragon-human form? What is that?" Qin Feng asked, puzzled.

"Well, how so? The dragon-human form is a very special transformation form for dragons. Usually, only dragons at the Dragon King level or above can use it. The advantage of this dragon-human form transformation over the human form is that it can inherit more than eight times the power and magical abilities of the original body, while the human form transformation can only inherit average strength. Moreover, this transformation is much more flexible and faster than using the original body." Princess Lily, lying on Qin Feng's back, blushed and whispered in Qin Feng's ear.

"So, this dragon-human form is much stronger than before?" Qin Feng said calmly, without a trace of fear in his tone.

"Not just much stronger, but significantly stronger!" Princess Lily, lying on Qin Feng's back, exclaimed anxiously when she saw Qin Feng's nonchalant attitude.

"Who cares? So what if he becomes a dragon-human? I'll still beat him so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him!" Qin Feng patted Princess Lily's pink cheek and said casually.

"You..." Princess Lily's face turned bright red, but in the end, she couldn't resist and quietly lay on Qin Feng's back, saying nothing.

"Looks like you're pretty cocky, huh? Fine, then taste my fist first." Qin Feng's lips curled into a sinister smile, and his right fist instantly turned golden. In mid-air, using some unknown force, he smashed straight towards the dragon-human form of Dragon King Bolemututajik, who stood in the plaza, seemingly lost in thought.

Suddenly, Qin Feng, who had been charging towards the dragon king, retreated even faster than before. Then, a burst of blue flame erupted from Dragon King Bolemututajik's body, aimed directly at Qin Feng. Fortunately, Qin Feng had changed direction at the last second; otherwise, even if the flame didn't kill him, it would have certainly injured him.

"Human, I must say, you are an incredibly powerful human, the most powerful human I have ever seen. I have lived for 23,653 years, and you are the first person to force me to fight in my dragon-human form! You are truly remarkable! Unfortunately, you shouldn't have, shouldn't have provoked me time and time again. You shouldn't have used your immense power to kill members of my dragon race. So, although I admire you as an opponent, as a member of the dragon race, you have no choice but death!" The voice of Dragon King Bolemututajik resounded, carrying a metallic quality that inspired awe.

"Yaaaaa!" Dragon King Bolemututajik, in his dragon-human form, leaped into the air, his fists crackling with blue flames as he slammed towards Qin Feng, who was also floating in mid-air.

A cold smile appeared on Qin Feng's lips as his right fist, as hard as gold, slammed down with a whooshing sound, determined to meet the Dragon King head-on!

However, it was obvious that the Dragon King Bolemututajik's fist in his dragon-human form was three times the size of Qin Feng's fist. In the blink of an eye, the two fists collided, the red and golden energies clashing like two sworn enemies, desperately trying to devour each other.

Just when everyone thought Qin Feng would be knocked away, they saw him stand upside down in mid-air, his fist slamming into the upward-facing fist of Dragon King Bolemututajik. The intense energy friction even sparked a few crackles in the air!

"Ah~~" Dragon King Bolemututajik roared, his body swelling up like an inflatable doll. A visible stream of red energy surged from his body into his right hand, which was in contact with Qin Feng, and then exploded. "

Pfft~~" Qin Feng, still upside down in mid-air, was propelled several meters upward by the explosive energy. He coughed up a mouthful of blood!

"Ah~~" Princess Lily, clinging to Qin Feng's back, couldn't help but feel a surge of panic. An inexplicable heartache welled up in her heart, and she felt as if she herself would have been the one injured.

"Haha~~ Kid, my Dragon King Burst Fist tasted good, didn't it? Try another punch!" Having gained the upper hand, Dragon King Bolemututajik laughed heartily, leaping into the air and hurtling towards the falling Qin Feng.

Due to the principle of projectile motion (well, everyone learned this in high school physics, so I won't explain further, but after the highest point, it falls to the ground), Qin Feng, carrying Princess Lily, was plummeting downwards. His eyes were getting closer and closer to Dragon King Bolemututajik's fist. The dukes of the four golden families in the square all sighed, thinking Qin Feng was doomed.

Suddenly, defying the laws of physics, Qin Feng abruptly stopped his descent just three inches from the Dragon King's fist, shooting upwards at more than twice the initial speed.

"Roar~~" Seeing that his punch was about to strike Qin Feng... But he managed to dodge it, leaving Dragon King Bolemututajik in great discomfort, as if a powerful punch had missed its mark, causing him considerable unease.

Just then, Qin Feng, who had soared into the sky, suddenly felt several whooshing sounds overhead, carrying the faint force of thunder. Without a doubt, it was the nine high-level dragons that had been monitoring Qin Feng from above to prevent his escape, now seeing him injured by Dragon King Bolemututajik, and attempting to seize the opportunity to kill him.

Princess Lily, nestled on Qin Feng's back, turned deathly pale, clinging tightly to his bare upper body as if holding onto her only support.

Qin Feng, forcibly using the Cloud Ladder, raised an eyebrow, an uncontrollable killing intent erupting forth. He swiftly raised his hands above his head, a golden light flashing, and his two fists, more radiant than gold, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, collided violently with a high-level, earth-yellow dragon that was flying towards him, seemingly trying to steal a kill!

A blinding golden halo suddenly lit up the air, followed by a scream that echoed throughout the entire city of Meisha, sending chills down the spines of the onlookers. Then, a large spray of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, fell from the sky, and a massive yellow shadow plummeted downwards!

It was a high-level earth-elemental dragon! A gaping hole in its belly, large enough for two people to pass through, revealed its fatal wound!

"Roar~~~" The Dragon King Bolemututajik looked at the fallen earth dragon's corpse, roared angrily to the sky, slammed its massive tail on the ground, and charged towards Qin Feng high in the sky.

Floating high in the sky, Qin Feng's cold eyes stared at the charging Dragon King Bolemututajik as if he were already dead, coldly spitting out a few words through clenched teeth:

"Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms - The Dragon's Regret!"

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