Ancient Martial Saint Emperor of Another World [Complete] - 20

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Chapter 211 Declaration of War,

Nuwa's Tears.

Qin Feng caught Princess Lily's falling body, his face full of tenderness. Looking at the seemingly asleep Princess Lily, he whispered affectionately in her ear, "Lily

, don't worry, I will definitely save you! A thousand years, ten thousand years, remember to wait for me!"

Qin Feng gently stroked Princess Lily's beautiful hair, then suddenly looked up at the envoys from various countries who had come to pay their respects on the highest steps of the Temple of Light,

as well as the civil and military officials of Mehes, and His Majesty Brad and his two prime ministers, who were now awake and had been hypnotized by Monroe

. A contemptuous smile appeared on his lips. He gently placed Princess Lily on the back of the little lion who had just finished eating and was burping. Suddenly,

a six-foot-long, blood-red Tiger Soul Blade with an eerie luster appeared in his hand.

An overwhelming aura burst forth from his bare body, and the soaring killing intent made the tens of thousands of people present unable to breathe.

"Ahhhhhh!" Qin Feng leaped into the air, his entire body bursting forth with a dazzling golden light, like an exploding star illuminating the fields. The earth

-shattering energy, the Tiger Soul, transformed into a blood-gold blade and shot out. A blood

-gold suddenly appeared, sweeping across the Temple of Light with overwhelming force, starting from Qin Feng's location!

With a deafening roar, fragments of stone and billowing dust became

the main collapsing pillars, the clatter of debris hitting the ground, and the heart-wrenching screams of those accidentally struck by the stones

all blended together, creating an exceptionally jarring sound. This wasn't even the most shocking part. Suddenly, Qin Feng's emotionless voice rang out from the chaotic crowd:

"From this day forward, I, Qin Feng, will sever all ties with the Mehes Empire. This means the Mayan Wasteland is now my territory!

Furthermore nations have done to me, I, Qin Feng, will repay tenfold! You just wait!"

"Lily, I'm taking you home to see your sister, her name is Aini." Having delivered this devastating blow and uttered

words that could drive the entire continent mad, Qin Feng seemed completely unfazed. The Earth Tiger Soul in his hand returned to his spatial bag in an instant. He climbed onto the little lion's broad back

, pulled Princess Lily into his arms, and gently kissed her forehead. He whispered,

"Little darling, let's go back. Let's leave this place."

"Awooo~~~" The little lion let out an excited howl. Amidst the terrified gazes of the crowd... Soaring into the sky, carrying Qin Feng and Princess Lily

as if they were nothing, they flew into the distance.

"Uncle Feng, wow, I ate too much today, um...hehe...I keep burping...but those dragon corpses..."

"Don't worry, I've collected them all, enough for you to eat for many meals." Qin Feng replied gently, looking at Princess Lily in his arms.

"Wow...that's great...uh...where are we going, to New City or Behemoth City?"

"Let's go to Behemoth City to pick up Aini, she's been worried about us too." Qin Feng raised his head, sighed softly, feeling the

weight of his burden; it's hardest to bear the kindness of a beautiful woman!

In the square of the Temple of Light in Misa City, the scene could only be described as desolate. The magnificent, noble, and elegant Temple of Light, the second largest on the continent, built since the founding of the Mihes

Empire had been cleaved in two from the front to the back, a huge chasm about three meters wide

dividing the temple into two halves! The statues throughout the temple, subjected to an unprecedented energy shock, had mostly collapsed, and those that

remained were broken pieces, their limbs severed.

The temple plaza was no longer solemn and tranquil; the word "ravaged" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

The ten thousand steps, constructed of a type of white marble, were now completely ruined. The massive

head

was riddled with potholes of varying sizes, like pimples on a teenager's face. The ignorant, supposedly devout

followers of the Church of Light lay slumped on the ground, their eyes blank as they stared at the scene before them.

They couldn't believe that the six-winged and twelve-winged angels they revered as gods had been killed by a mortal, and so

cleanly and decisively at that! They could never forget how that demon-like man, wielding a blood-red longsword cursed by the gods, had effortlessly slaughtered their two angels as if crushing an

ant !

And their Pope, revered as the son of God, usually so high and mighty, seemingly the closest to divinity, had

his head smashed by a single punch from that man?!

At this moment, they collapsed—not from fear of Qin Feng, but from the collapse of their deeply held beliefs, their unwavering

faith , and their endless tales of divine power! It was

as if something they had held dear their entire lives, something considered absolute truth, had suddenly been proven wrong by living evidence—unacceptable, yet unavoidable!

Surrounded by his still-steady guards, His Majesty Brad returned to his once magnificent and elegant palace, his expression blank. He was utterly

bewildered . Although being hypnotized by the six-winged angel Monroe was the main cause, if he had recognized Qin Feng's abilities sooner

and made his decision earlier, everything would have been different. With Princess Lily keeping Qin Feng in check, he would have been like a peerless sword hidden in its sheath, not as troublesome as

he was now Lily, he might even be able to serve in the army. With such a powerful killing god by his side, the Mehes

Empire's domination of the entire continent would not be a problem. But now…

His Majesty Brad seemed to have aged decades in an instant, returning to his bedchamber listlessly, pondering his future strategy.

The envoys originally sent by various countries to congratulate Princess Lily on her wedding, except for the unlucky few who were accidentally injured, all slunk

away to their respective countries, eager to report everything that had happened that day, especially the news that the God of Slaughter of the Mehes Empire was actually Qin Feng, the ninth prince of Qin, and his

parting words, to their respective monarchs.

In Nuwa's Tears,

Princess Lily, tears streaming down her face, looked at Qin Feng's handsome and arrogant face, the deep sorrow hidden beneath his expressionless, cold eyes, and

felt as if her heart was being torn apart by a thousand knives.

"It seems he is quite infatuated with you, sister." Bai Chang clasped her hands together, and the images that had appeared in the void returned to nothingness.

Princess Lily raised her beautiful face, streaked with tears of love, and looked at Bai Chang without speaking.

"You should be happy to have found someone who loves you so much." Bai Chang stepped forward and gently wiped away

the tears on Princess Lily's cheeks, speaking with envy.

"Sister, what kind of magic did you use just now? How could you see things outside?" Princess Lily suddenly seemed to remember something, a glimmer of hope flashing in her previously

sorrowful eyes.

"Magic? Heh... What I used just now wasn't what you call magic on this continent... I used witchcraft." Bai Chang was taken aback, then smiled

.

"Witchcraft?" Princess Lily searched her memory but couldn't recall ever hearing the word witchcraft before. She looked at Bai Chang with confusion, trying to

find the answer on her face.

"Yes, it's witchcraft, which is many levels higher than what you call magic!" Bai Chang nodded.

"Sister, can you teach me? I want to learn." Princess Lily was stunned for a moment, clearly still not understanding what witchcraft was all about, but knowing it was

something many times more powerful than magic, and that she could see Qin Feng, whom she longed for, she asked.

"You want to learn witchcraft? Is it to see him?" Bai Chang asked, a sly glint in her autumn-water eyes.

"Yes..." Princess Lily nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed, and whispered.

"Hehe, alright, I'll teach you. Well, the first thing our witch clan cultivates in witchcraft is spiritual power, which is the same as your magic.

I see your spiritual power is rather weak, but it's still much stronger than that of ordinary people." Bai Chang sized up

Princess .

"Yes, my spiritual power has reached the level of a Grand Magus." Princess Lily nodded.

"Good. Our witch clan has a special method for cultivating spiritual power called the Dream Returning Heart Sutra. Remember, all witchcraft is built on strong spiritual power

. Without strong spiritual power as a backing, even if you know many witchcraft incantations, it will be useless. If you force yourself to cast a spell, then you can just wait to explode and die

." Bai Chang looked at Princess Lily seriously.

"Okay, Sister Baishang, believe me! I will definitely cultivate diligently!" Princess Lily nodded solemnly to Baishang.

Baishang nodded without speaking, gently placing her right hand on Princess Lily's head. Just as Princess Lily was startled, she felt a mysterious

energy flow down from the top of her head, surging into her memory. Various complex symbols and characters she didn't recognize but understood repeatedly

appeared in her mind. Then, she felt her head sink and fell into a deep sleep.

"Sigh..." Baishang's jade-like right hand gently waved, and a bed made of white jade appeared in the void. The next moment, Princess Lily collapsed onto the bed.

"The person you are waiting for is outside Nuwa's Tears, but where is the person I am waiting for...?" Baishang's barely audible sigh echoed from the void.

Chapter 212 The Beginning of Chaos

The border between xxx Plain and the Kexin Grassland was originally a flat area, but suddenly, a towering, majestic peak appeared before xxx, reaching straight into the clouds. This man-made mountain, clearly reaching into the clouds, resembled a tower built of giant stones!

At the summit, in a huge cave resembling a palace, lay a transparent coffin, made of a mixture of level nine magic crystals and rare crystals, like a bed. Scattered among the coffin were flowers made of various magical elements. On the flowers, a beautiful woman in white robes lay peacefully asleep with her eyes closed.

A man about 1.8 meters tall, dressed in white robes, stood quietly beside the sleeping beauty. He had a full head of silver hair, a cold and stern face, and his expressionless eyes were now filled with tenderness. Through the transparent coffin lid, he seemed to be caressing the sleeping beauty's cheeks, which seemed to be slightly flushed.

Behind the man, a woman in yellow, whose beauty surpassed even that of the Sleeping Beauty in the crystal coffin, stood gracefully. Her silver hair complemented the man's features, and her large, deep blue eyes, though somewhat dry, framed a delicate nose, rosy lips, and graceful figure—a truly breathtaking woman.

After a while, the woman's soft voice echoed through the spacious cave:

"Young Master..."

The white-robed man, snapping out of his reverie, turned and gave the woman an apologetic look before turning back to the Sleeping Beauty in the coffin, softly saying,

"Lily, I must go back. I'll come to see you in a few days. Wait for me!"

Hearing this, the woman stepped forward gently, her jade-like fingers dancing in the air, as if trying to touch something. It turned out that her deep blue eyes were blind!

The man in white robes pulled the blind, stunningly beautiful woman into his arms, gently placing her hands on the transparent lid of the water-thorn coffin.

"Sister Lily, don't worry, I'll take good care of the young master... I promise that when you wake up, I'll return a healthy young master to you." The blind, stunningly beautiful woman's lips curved into a sweet smile, revealing two deep dimples, as she spoke to the sleeping beauty within the water-thorn coffin.

"Okay, Sister Lily. We're leaving now, we'll come see you next time."

After a long while, a deafening roar of a lion echoed from the summit of the towering mountain named Sifeng, and a golden light streaked across the azure sky, disappearing without a trace, carrying the man in white robes and the blind woman into the heavens.

Inside the cave, a glistening tear slowly slid down the cheek of the sleeping beauty in the water-thorn coffin

.

Three months have passed since Qin Feng's rampage in the capital of the Mehes Empire, Misa. On

the surface, the continent has been peaceful for these three months. Indeed, it has been very peaceful—at least the most peaceful period in a century. The heads of state of various countries are waiting for one person, one who has declared his intention to challenge the entire continent and all of humanity, to make his move.

Of course, beneath this calm surface, undercurrents are surging.

First, in the Qin Empire, still at the southernmost tip of the continent, the King of Qin, the founder who propelled Qin from a kingdom to an empire, and the most ambitious and capable ruler in Qin's history, has once again made a move that has shocked the entire continent within these three months.

As everyone knows, there is an island nation in the south of the continent called Wa (倭国), and its people are naturally called Wa (倭人). Of course, the people of Qin sometimes also call them "dog people" (狗人). These Wa are lazy, cruel, and often repay kindness with enmity.

Take their relationship with the Qin Dynasty, for example. Originally, these Japanese people lived a primitive, unsophisticated life, knowing nothing about farming or construction. Their only skill was promiscuity, and they had a particularly notorious habit of incest, often resulting in children with disabilities or intellectual impairments. Later, these Japanese, witnessing the wealth and power of the Qin Dynasty, told their envoys about the Qin emperor and sent them to seek his teachings.

The Qin king at the time didn't take this island nation seriously, but seeing their plight, he sent envoys to teach them advanced techniques in farming, construction, and other fields.

It must be said that these Japanese were incredibly adept at imitation; after several generations, they had completely mastered the skills taught by the Qin. With this progress, their strength gradually increased, and they grew in power.

Meanwhile, the Qin Dynasty, having enjoyed centuries of peace and prosperity, had largely eroded the martial spirit of its people through this decadent lifestyle.

Seeing the Qin Dynasty gradually decline, these Japanese people harbored evil intentions. They forgot who had led them from a primitive, bloodthirsty society to their current prosperity, and they forgot the oath their ancestors had sworn to be eternal slaves of the Qin Dynasty. They became arrogant and set their sights on conquering the Qin.

As a result, the people along the Qin's coast suffered, frequently robbed by so-called ronin and pirates. These Japanese committed heinous crimes along the Qin coast, not only raping and humiliating, but also committing countless atrocities; on one occasion, they even killed four lords of a small Qin town.

Just as they were clamoring to conquer the entire Qin territory and realize their ancestors' long-held dream, the new Qin king stepped from behind the scenes to the forefront.

First, in just over a year, less than two years, he elevated the Qin Dynasty from a kingdom to an empire. Second, he reformed the government and military, promoting a group of capable ministers and generals, revitalizing the once-declining Qin Dynasty with unprecedented glory.

Just as he was diligently governing and preparing to march north, news arrived from the south of the rampant Japanese pirates.

The Qin Emperor showed no anger, only a hint of extreme disdain flashing across his stern face. He casually selected a general, along with 50,000 elite soldiers, and ordered him to suppress the pirates.

Not simply to wipe out the pirates causing trouble along the coast, but to exterminate all the Japanese on both sides!

As the entire continent focused its trembling attention on the south, three months later, the Qin army returned victorious, presenting the Qin Emperor with the head of a sycophant. Furthermore, with the cooperation of the Qin's magic corps, they blasted the entire Japanese island into the deep sea!

The Japanese, this ugly people, were reduced to dust in the blink of an eye by the Qin Emperor.

The second thing is that, due to the Pope's assassination by Qin Feng, the Holy Maiden of the Holy See succeeded him, becoming the highest representative of the God of Light on Earth. This young woman, only sixteen years old, displayed her formidable strength, managing to reunite the previously somewhat scattered Holy See's power within three months. Although significantly weakened, even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse; the Holy See's current strength still surpasses that of some kingdoms.

The third thing is that, under the leadership of the Holy Maiden, other countries on the continent—empires, kingdoms, and duchies, except for the Qin Empire whose stance was ambiguous—formed an alliance. Their target, naturally, was Qin Feng, the city of Mesha in the Mehes Empire, who had declared his intention to confront the entire continent

.

In the Mayan Wasteland, near the Redstone Kingdom, where the former supply depot Purple Moon Town once stood, a brand-new city now stands, like a sturdy gate, firmly blocking the passage between the human world and the orcs.

The city, Yanhuang, boasts walls approximately ten zhang high, constructed entirely of massive stones unique to the Mayan Wasteland. With the design of goblin masters and the aid of a newly developed alchemical material, the walls' sturdiness has been greatly enhanced. Siege weapons commonly used by humans, such as catapults, are like mere tickles to this formidable wall.

Besides its powerful physical defenses, Yanhuang's walls also possess formidable magical defenses. The magic arrays inscribed with mithril and adamantium on the walls are sufficient to withstand all magic below level four.

Yanhuang City is equivalent to three times the size of Misa City, with various alien races strategically positioned. Speaking of which, it's essential to mention Yanhuang City's current military strength.

Yanhuang City currently has nearly

30,000 soldiers from various races, including the Netherworld Guards, a perfect blend of heavy and light cavalry. Under Qin Feng's training, their average level has reached the lower-tier Sword Emperor level. These 30,000 Sword Emperors possess formidable combat power and understand battle formation coordination!

Secondly, there are the 5,000 Yaksha Guards. Even disregarding the individual warriors who, before their transformation, reach at least the mid-tier Sword Emperor level (and after transformation, Sword Saint level), the sheer number of their 5,000 level-eight top-tier magical beasts, the Ironclad Silverback Earth Dragons, charging together is enough to instill fear in any enemy. Combined with the alder armor weapons specially crafted by dwarven artisans, even a Saint-level expert would be no match for them in a one-on-one fight, let alone a charging formation!

The third force, the Yaksha Legion, composed of 13,000 high-tier Yaksha warriors, clad in heavy black iron armor and wielding gleaming spiked clubs, is an absolute nightmare for continental cavalry!

The fourth unit, an intelligence and assassination team of five thousand adult winged people, leverages the natural advantages of winged people to provide the main force with the most useful intelligence and assassinate enemy generals.

The fifth unit, a ranged force of one thousand Qin Tan giants, is said to be equipped with a special mount by Qin Feng.

While the entire continent's attention was focused on the Mayan Wasteland, Qin Feng, who commanded such a powerful military force, made no move, or rather, appeared to make no move at all.

Inside the Grand Marshal's Mansion in Yanhuang City, Qin Feng looked at a continental map hanging on the wall, his gaze pointedly fixed on a huge island overseas from the Izumo Kingdom, a faint, strange smile playing on his lips:

"Dragon Island? Hmm, Dragon Island!"

Chapter 213 Trip to Dragon Island

"Hey kid, you're not really after those big-bellied lizards, are you?" A sudden mental energy fluctuation emanated from the Tiger Soul in Tai Feng's sea of consciousness as he asked.

"Why not?" Tai Feng glanced indifferently at the terrain of Dragon Island and countered with a question.

"Hmm? This Tiger God is in a good mood, let me analyze this for you. Cough cough... Think about it, your enemies are divided into three groups: ordinary humans, those big-bellied lizards, and those bird-men in the sky. If we divide them by strength, the strongest are naturally the bird-men, then the lizards, and the weakest are these ordinary humans, right?" Tiger Soul coughed a few times and raised his voice.

"Go on." Tai Feng said with an ambiguous smile.

"With your current strength, dealing with these ordinary humans is indeed very simple, although it will take a lot of time. But if you go after those big-bellied lizards, apart from you and a few who have reached the Sword God level, the rest of your men are just going to their deaths! As for the bird-men, hmph, not that I'm underestimating you, but your men are no match for them! So, you should kill these humans first, then the big-bellied lizards, and finally launch a counterattack on the God Realm!" Tiger Soul shook his head and explained in detail.

"Little White, what you've thought of, those birdmen and lizards have thought of too. If we try to eliminate these humans now, the obstacles will only increase. Do you really think these birdmen consider ordinary humans their subjects? They're just cannon fodder. They can easily elevate ordinary humans to the Saint rank with some kind of divine descent technique. They're definitely waiting for us to attack other countries on the continent. I'm even certain that a large number of low-ranking birdmen have already arrived in this human realm. Heh, they're watching with wide eyes, waiting for our advice." Tai Feng smiled brightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. Through the hall's doors, he looked at the azure sky, lost in thought. "Ah?? I really didn't think of that. Damn it, you humans are better at playing dirty tricks. We can only obediently be the henchmen." Hu Po was stunned for a long time before finally coming to his senses ,

pouting and saying unwillingly.

"

Young Master, is there something you want to tell me?" Nestled in Tai Feng's arms, Aini looked up, her large, beautiful eyes, though blind, asking.

"Hmm, how did you know?" Tai Feng's lips curled into a rare smile as he gently pinched Aini's delicate nose.

"I heard your heart speaking to me," Aini said playfully, her cheeks revealing two beautiful dimples, as she lightly traced circles on Tai Feng's chest with her fingers.

"Hmm, I'm planning to go to Dragon Island. But I'm worried about you." Tai Feng gently pulled Aini into his arms, kissed her smooth forehead, and said softly.

"Young Master, Aini doesn't want to be a burden to you. You're destined for great things. Aini has always believed that. It's not that I'm arrogant, but I, Aini, am, after all, the Holy Maiden of the Beast Clan. How could someone who can become my man be an ordinary person?" Aini's eyes shone with pride as she confidently spoke in Tai Feng's arms.

Tai Feng didn't speak, but simply held Aini tightly in his arms, so tightly that she could hardly breathe, yet she felt a happiness that penetrated to the depths of her soul.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to Dragon Island. Take good care of yourself at home. I don't want to come back to find you in any trouble." "Don't worry, Young Master, I will take good care of myself for you," Aini

said softly but firmly in Tai Feng's arms. Dragon Island, located east of the coastal city of Slo in the Izumo Empire, is an oval-shaped island, long and narrow from north to south, with a mountain range running across it. The island covers approximately 50,000 square kilometers and is the gathering place of the dragon race.

The sky is azure, the sea a deep blue, and gentle waves kiss the smooth sandy beach on the west coast of Dragon Island. Tall trees resembling coconut palms stand with strong trunks, appearing exceptionally vigorous, their branches laden with heavy fruit swaying somewhat clumsily in the sea breeze. Warm sunlight filters through the gaps in the lush foliage, casting circular halos of light on the fine sand. Suddenly, a black dot appears from the horizon where the sea meets the sky, tracing a golden path between the azure and deep blue, and the next moment, it appears above the west coast of Dragon Island—it is Taifeng and Little Lion! Tai Feng, dressed in a white robe, sat lazily on the back of the little lion, carrying a bag of fine wine brewed for him by Aini. He looked more like a tourist than someone who had come to fight, or perhaps to conquer the entire Dragon Island. "Little darling, can't you break through the barrier ahead?" Tai Feng asked casually, his eyes closed. "This barrier seems to have been created by a very powerful lizard. I'm no match for it yet. If I force my way through, I'm afraid we'll be discovered," the little lion replied honestly, nodding. "Hehe, they'll find out sooner or later anyway, so let's consider this a warning. Today, we'll openly trample these lizards under our feet!" Tai Feng stretched, downed the wine in his bag in one gulp, and the next moment, the blood-red blade of Tiger Soul appeared in his hand. "Ahhh!" Tai Feng leaped from the little lion's back, his silver hair billowing in the sea breeze. Golden light flashed, golden snakes danced wildly, and a golden blade aura slashed from the Tiger Soul Blade, slamming into the massive barrier covering Dragon Island, producing a series of muffled thuds. Instantly, the entire Dragon Island could feel the powerful, suffocating energy impact. At the Dragon Emperor's Palace atop the central mountain range of Dragon Island, the Dragon Emperor, Trimudelis, who had been restless these past few days, sat alone on his throne made of various rare materials. His once piercing eyes were now closed wearily, his brilliant golden hair casually draped behind his head, and his once imposing body seemed somewhat slumped. One of the twelve dragon kings, the fire dragon king Bolemutatajik, led ten of the most outstanding young high-ranking dragons of the dragon race to Mesa City, the capital of the Mehes Empire, to join forces with angels descended from the divine realm to encircle and kill members of the dragon race. That very day, he lost mental contact with Bolemutatajik. A few days later, news arrived that the man had completely wiped out the dragons sent and the two angels descended from the divine realm. This angel, a twelve-winged being of equal rank to him, had been killed so easily; it meant he was no match for him either! Was he truly going to have to resort to this last resort? Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell rose from his throne, hands clasped behind his back, pacing hesitantly through the hall. Suddenly, an extremely powerful energy fluctuation emanated from the west bank. Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell felt as if his heart had been struck by a hammer, before realizing that someone had attacked the protective barrier above Dragon Island. "Enemy attack!" "Protect His Majesty!" "What dares to be so bold as to attack our dragon territory?" "It's outrageous! How dare they disrespect the dignity of our dragon race! I'll roast them to charcoal with my dragon breath!" "Tch, roasting them to charcoal isn't enough for them. We'll devour this little reptile, chewing them up bit by bit until there's not a trace left!" ... "They've arrived?" A look of horror flashed across Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell's ruddy face, but he quickly regained his composure. After all, being the patriarch of a top-tier dragon race was no small feat. Then, several figures flew towards the Dragon Emperor's Palace from afar. A few breaths later, seven men and four women, along with a handsome man and woman, appeared outside the hall. "We request an audience with His Majesty!" The eleven bowed and addressed Dragon Emperor Trimudelistell inside the hall. "Come in," the Dragon Emperor said calmly towards the door, his figure flashing as he appeared on the throne. The eleven people who had received permission entered the hall in unison, stood at attention, and bowed again to the Dragon King, Trimudelistell, who sat on the throne. "Ah... last time we discussed matters together, there were thirteen of us, but now there are only twelve," the Dragon Emperor sighed, looking at the eleven Dragon Kings standing in the center of the hall. "Ah, Brumtaqirek, I know that Bolemututajik was your brother, and his death was a great blow to you. But as the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, I must consider the interests of our clan. The other party was able to single-handedly kill Bolemututajik and ten of our top-tier dragons; his strength was already formidable. Moreover, I suspect his strength is no less than mine, perhaps even greater," the Dragon Emperor said, looking at the red-robed man who had stepped forward. “But we dragons are not afraid of death…” The man in red raised his head, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by the Dragon Emperor. "Enough, go back to your place! Some things need further consideration. I'm sure everyone felt that incredibly powerful energy fluctuation just now." The Dragon Emperor swept his gaze across the eleven Dragon Kings in the hall, his voice somewhat hoarse. "He has already arrived on Dragon Island. It seems he has made our dragon race his first target. This is indeed beyond my expectations." "Your Majesty, why should we fear him? Our dragon race currently has over three thousand high-ranking dragons, plus over ten thousand bipedal wyverns. Surely we have the strength to fight back?" Chapter 214 The Little Lion's Roar Dragon Emperor Trimudelisitel glanced at the middle-aged man in an earth-yellow robe who had spoken earlier, stood up, and slowly said: "At first glance, it seems our dragon race has the upper hand, but have you considered that this is our base camp? The fact that the enemy dares to challenge us at our dragon race's base camp demonstrates his confidence in himself. Think about it, if you didn't have absolute certainty of victory, would you swagger into someone else's territory and act so arrogantly?" “But Your Majesty, are we just going to let him bully us like this? What about the dignity of our dragon race? Is our noble honor being trampled on like this?” The fire dragon king, Brumtakirek, stepped forward again to question after seeing someone speak up for him. “Brumtakirek, His Majesty has his reasons for making this arrangement. We should follow His Majesty’s orders!” A middle-aged man dressed in black with a sinister face glanced at the Dragon Emperor and whispered a rebuke to the fire dragon king, Brumtakirek.

“Floydek, do you also think this is the right way? Don’t forget, your nephew was killed by that person too!” The fire dragon king, Brumtakirek, said to the dark dragon king, Floydek.

“Enough! Look at yourselves! This is a palace, not a human marketplace. You, the twelve dragon kings, are behaving like shrewish women!” Dragon Emperor Trimudelisteller frowned and roared at the fire dragon king, Brumtakirek, who was about to speak.

The aura of a superior suddenly erupted from his majestic body, silencing Brumtakirek.

“With a formidable enemy at hand, this is not the time for internal strife. We must unite. This enemy is perhaps the most powerful one our dragon race has faced since the catastrophe tens of thousands of years ago. Therefore, everyone must be careful!” Seeing that Brumtakirek was suppressed, the Dragon Emperor withdrew his aura.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the eleven bowed.

"Have all those below the high rank hide in the forbidden area, and gather all those above the high rank together. That way, things will be easier when things get chaotic later," Dragon Emperor Trimbeth, after a moment's thought, gave the order.

"Understood, Your Majesty!" ...

Above

Dragon Island, outside the barrier, Qin Feng stopped after his first strike, holding his sword in one hand, floating in mid-air.

"Qin boy, weren't you going to beat up these big-bellied lizards? Why aren't you moving?" the Tiger Soul in Qin Feng's sea of consciousness asked, puzzled. Tiger Soul had been trapped for tens of thousands of years; theoretically, his temperament should have been worn down, but alas…

“Little White, you know, these big-bellied lizards may not be much to us, but to those mortals, or perhaps those bird-men, they are still quite powerful. What if I could have an army riding dragons? What do you think would happen?” Qin Feng asked with a sly, sinister smile.

“What? You mean an army riding dragons? Ha, you must be daydreaming. These creatures may not be that strong, but their tempers… well, they’re fierce. They’d rather self-destruct than submit. Killing them might be easy, but taming them… hehe, no way!” Tiger Soul retorted, trying to deflate Qin Feng’s ego.

“Whether it works or not, we’ll only know after trying. Nobody can say for sure right now.” Qin Feng smiled proudly, conquest of Dragon Island. By turning these usually aloof dragons into his elite cavalry, his land and air forces could be fully established. With a powerful ground force, coupled with an equally formidable air force, would there be any city on this continent that he couldn't conquer?

"But..." Tiger Soul wanted to say something, but was startled by Qin Feng's actions.

Qin Feng gripped the hilt of Tiger Soul's sword with both hands, and waves of Sky Force were spiraling into the blade. Instantly, a whirlwind arose within dozens of feet around Qin Feng, and golden energy, like a snake's tongue, flickered from the blade of Tiger Soul. When the golden light shone brightly, Qin Feng suddenly slashed down at the raised Tiger Soul!

As if breaking ice, Tiger Soul's originally hard blade, enhanced by Sky Force, easily broke through the barrier above Dragon Island.

Qin Feng didn't linger. With a flip, he landed on the little lion's back, gently patted its head, and without any apparent reaction, the lion transformed into a golden light and disappeared through the crack in the barrier!

This Dragon Island has quite a nice view, but aren't these big-bellied lizards only interested in gold coins? Why would they choose such a beautiful place as their lair? Hmm, once everything calms down, I'll bring Aini and Lily here to live. Lying on the little lion's back, Qin Feng leisurely looked down from the sky. The island was covered in lush forests, the air was fresh, and various small animals lived freely. A light mist lingered over some mysterious valleys.

Suddenly, a muffled thunderous sound rang out from afar, followed by several huge black dots rapidly approaching Qin Feng. Upon closer inspection, they were three giant dragons, but judging from their size and the horns on their heads, they were still young creatures that had just reached adulthood.

"Little darling, it's all yours now. Play around with them casually, don't waste too much time. His Majesty the Dragon Emperor is already waiting for us." Qin Feng smiled and said to the little lion, whose eyes gleamed as he watched the approaching dragons.

"Alright, hehe, finally I can bully people!" The little lion completely inherited Tiger Soul's roguishness, cheered, and suddenly accelerated, flying towards the newly grown dragons.

The little lion was the Nine Luminaries Profound Heaven Holy Winged Lion, feeding on dragons, so his flying ability was beyond doubt. Before the newly grown dragons could react, the little lion had already joined their formation.

"Roar~~~" The little lion roared excitedly, and then his body, which seemed to be made of gold, suddenly burst out with a ball of golden flame that enveloped him. Nine golden fireballs, like the sun, slowly rotated around the little lion's body along a certain trajectory.

"Ya~~" Taking advantage of the dragons' dazed state, the little lion didn't hold back, his huge claws slashing through the air at a blue water dragon.

With a few soft hissing sounds, the air filled with the stench of burnt protein. Then, the blue aquatic dragon, slammed into the ground by the little lion, let out a miserable cry as a huge hole appeared in its body, the area around it charred black.

The other two newly matured dragons, seeing their companion attacked by Qin Feng, let out two earth-shattering roars and attacked the little monkey from both sides. A

cunning expression, uniquely human, flashed across the little lion's massive face. Pretending to be caught off guard, a hint of panic appeared in their eyes.

The two newly matured dragons, seeing the little lion's expression, were overjoyed and charged at him with all their might, attempting a sandwich-like collision—after all, their dragon bodies were half again as large as the little lion's!

Just as the two dragons were about to hit the little lion, he suddenly vanished. The two dragons were terrified and desperately tried to move away, but couldn't prevent the collision.

A muffled thud echoed in mid-air, mixed with the screams of the two dragons.

"Haha, two idiot lizards, so stupid, they actually bumped into each other... Haha..." The little lion, who had just used its speed to dodge, flapped its wings and laughed loudly on the two giant dragon heads.

"Whoosh~" With a loud bang, two corrosive dragon breaths suddenly shot towards the laughing little lion in mid-air. It was the two dragons that had collided that suddenly attacked. Seeing the little lion being swallowed by the two dragon breaths, arrogance and confidence returned to the faces of the three dragons who had just suffered at the little lion's hands. However, at this moment, a teasing, childish voice came from the dragon breaths---

"Push harder, come on! How can you take a bath with such a small fire? Push harder... Haven't you eaten? You really are weak, big-bellied lizards!"

The two dragons that were struggling to spew dragon breath stopped in surprise. They saw the little lion flapping its wings, hovering in mid-air, a hint of enjoyment shining in its bright eyes.

"You...you're alright?" One of the two silly dragons, an earth-type giant, pointed at the little lion who was occasionally flapping its wings and asked.

"Why would I be alright?" the little lion snorted and retorted.

"Little darling, stop fooling around, let's finish this quickly, we still need to chat with their Dragon Emperor." Qin Feng didn't even glance at the three giant dragons and said indifferently.

"Oh! My uncle said he's not playing with you anymore, watch closely, this is the true strength of me, the Nine Luminaries Profound Heaven Holy Winged Lion!" Upon hearing Qin Feng's words, the little lion turned to the three giant dragons who were staring at them dumbly and said, then roared, its whole body radiating golden light, golden flames rising up as if burning, and a stream of golden flames shot out from the little lion's mouth, rushing towards the three giant dragons.

The three dragons in mid-air felt a massive shadow loom over their tender hearts. Before they could react, a golden flame engulfed them in a sea of golden fire!

There was no sound; the entire sky seemed to fall silent, even the golden clouds dyed golden by the flames stopped flowing.

Half an hour later, the little lion smacked his lips, and the golden flame vanished instantly. The three dragons, however, disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a wisp of dust.

"That big-bellied lizard is really trash, no fun at all… sigh…" The little lion flapped his enormous golden wings, shaking his head as if he were the best in the world.

"So powerful? I'll give you the first fight later."

Chapter 215 I'm cursing you, Dragon Clan!

Outside the Dragon Island Palace, hundreds of adult dragons of high rank or higher, transformed into human form, and led by twelve Dragon Kings, stood in their respective formations guarding the palace, solemnly watching the west.

"Hahaha..." A wild laugh, defying all living beings, came from the west. The energy and imposing aura contained in the sound caused the high-ranking dragons, who had been arranged in formation, to change their expressions and involuntarily take several steps back.

A dazzling golden streak swept across the azure sky, revealing a lion with wings on its back, bathed in golden flames. A white-haired man in a white robe stood on the lion's back, flying through the air, letting the fierce wind lift a corner of his white robe.

When the golden lion reached the sky above the Dragon Emperor's Palace, the white-robed man on the lion's back suddenly leaped, leaving a traceless line in the air, landing straight on the ground without stirring up a speck of dust.

"How dare you laugh so recklessly in the Dragon Emperor's Palace! Who are you?" A furious voice came from behind the formation of human-shaped dragons.

Upon hearing this, the dragons in human form quickly parted to make way for Qin Feng. He glanced at the man and saw a middle-aged man in a fiery red robe, with a handsome face, a towering physique, and spiky red hair. He glared venomously at Qin Feng, ignoring the obstruction of a middle-aged woman in a blue robe beside him, and strode towards him.

"I am Brumtakirek, the Fire Dragon King of our Dragon Clan, the brother of the other Fire Dragon King, Bolemututajik, whom you killed three months ago!" Brumtakirek looked at Qin Feng with hatred.

"Hmm, I remember you. That idiot who kept changing forms – one minute a lizard, the next an adult, then a half-human lizard – no different from your so-called high-ranking dragons. Chop off their heads with one stroke." Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, glancing at Brumtakirek, and spoke slowly with disdain.

"You...I...I challenge you to a duel! I challenge you to a duel on behalf of our Fire Dragon Clan!" The Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, roared, his veins bulging with rage, pointing at Qin Feng.

"You?" Qin Feng spat out a single word, looking at the enraged Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, without uttering another word, his eyes blatantly dismissive of Brumtakirek.

"Ah ...

A pair of eyes, gleaming green and filled with deep-seated hatred, stared intently at Qin Feng, wisps of white smoke drifting from his enormous nostrils.

"You've transformed into a giant lizard, huh? Not bad, a little bigger than your brother, not bad at all," Qin Feng praised, looking at the swaggering fire dragon king, Brumtakirek, in the sky. However, the contempt in his eyes and his tone made it easy for the dragons to sense his disdain for Brumtakirek.

"Roar!" The fire dragon Brumtakirek was nearly unconscious from Qin Feng's rage. Somewhat deranged, he ignored the fact that Qin Feng was standing right in front of the high-ranking dragons and unleashed a powerful breath attack on Qin Feng's location. The high-ranking dragons standing near Qin Feng were immediately terrified. After all, Brumtakirek was one of the twelve Dragon Kings, second only to the Dragon Emperor, and his breath was not to be trifled with; even high-ranking dragons couldn't withstand it.

Just as Brumtakirek's highly corrosive breath was about to hit the ground, and the high-ranking dragons in human form were preparing to scatter, a soft, light blue curtain preemptively blocked the area where Brumtakirek's breath was about to strike. It perfectly blocked the breath that could melt gold and iron. The timing, force, and the degree of control of this magic all demonstrated an extremely high level of skill.

Qin Feng turned his head. He seemed to completely disregard the dragon breath spewed by the Dragon King-level Brumtakirek, instead looking at the woman who had just saved him. She wore a light blue dress, had delicate features, a graceful figure, and an air of pride and sorrow hidden between her brows. It had to be said that she was indeed a very attractive beauty.

"Wow, Qin boy, you're not interested in this dragon beauty, are you?" Tiger Soul's exaggerated mental energy fluctuations echoed in Qin Feng's mind.

"Why not?" Qin Feng's lips curled slightly as he responded with mental energy.

"Damn, you really aren't interested, are you? Don't let her current beauty fool you, her true form is a big-bellied lizard. Look at that big male lizard on her head. This female lizard isn't much bigger than him, but she's not much smaller either. If you want this dragon beauty, well..." Tiger Soul didn't finish, only conveying a mental energy fluctuation that only men could understand with a very ambiguous look.

"Damn you, you little bastard, you're so shameless, actually thinking of such lewd things..." A blush suddenly flashed across Qin Feng's originally expressionless handsome face, which he quickly suppressed, but in his mind, he used mental energy to give Tiger Soul a good scolding.

"Mokotiana, why did you shield this lowly human from my dragon breath? Why are you protecting him? Have you forgotten that your daughter, Arthuritako, died at his hands? And the elders, my own brother, Bolemututajik, and those dozen or so children—this man's hands are stained with the blood of our dragon race! Are you still going to protect him?" The roar of the fire dragon, Brumutakirek, echoed from mid-air.

"Brumutakirek, I'm not protecting him. On the contrary, I hate him, I hate him to death! But I would never be as reckless as you. Below are our dragon children, they are our hope. Do you know how many children will be injured if you really unleash that dragon breath? Can you bear that responsibility? You reckless wretch!" The water dragon, Mokotiana, frowned and looked up at the fire dragon king, Brumutakirek, in the sky, and rebuked him.

"Roar~~~" The fire-type dragon king Brumtakirek, who had been bewildered by Qin Feng in mid-air, suddenly snapped back to reality upon hearing the words of the water-type blue dragon king Mokotiana. He roared a few times in frustration before transforming into human form and landing beside the other dragon kings. His eyes were filled with resentment as he glared at Qin Feng, as if he wanted to devour him whole.

"Qin boy, this isn't like you! If it were you, you would have already charged in and chopped down all these belly lizards. What are you dawdling about? The readers will say you're dragging out the plot again!" Tiger Soul's impatient spiritual energy suddenly flooded Qin Feng's mind.

"Didn't I say I was going to capture these big-bellied lizards and build an aerial force? Are you stupid? If I just charge in and chop them down, how am I supposed to build that force? You're brainless!" Qin Feng replied irritably, immediately making Tiger Soul roll his eyes in exasperation.

For these arrogant, pot-bellied lizards, only by utterly defeating them in their supposed pride, trampling their so-called nobility, pride, and dignity underfoot, can their true loyalty be gained. Submitting to the strong is an instinctive choice for every creature, regardless of location.

It's like pursuing women, especially those seemingly noble ones; only by defeating them in their most prized areas, utterly crushing their supposed nobility, will they submit to you like an obedient cat.

This is why Qin Feng repeatedly provoked these dragons—he simply wanted to have a proper fight with them, to utterly defeat them, and only then could he gain their loyalty.

"You are the dragon race that has existed on the continent for tens of thousands of years, hailed as the most powerful on the Starry Continent," Qin Feng said calmly, his eyes sweeping over the humanoid dragons before him.

Seeing these dragons puff out their chests and display proud expressions upon hearing they were the strongest beings on the continent, Qin Feng slightly curled his lip, revealing an extremely disdainful and mocking expression, and continued:

"Unfortunately, you have disappointed me greatly, truly disappointed me! Because you are too weak! I am just a human, a human you despise, but what difference is there between you so-called strongmen and tiny ants before me? In my opinion, you should stop using the word 'dragon' and call yourselves lizards!"

"Damn it, how dare you insult our dragon race!"

"This is a heinous crime!"

"Unforgivable!"

"This lowly human dares to insult our dragon race like this..."

"Kill him!"

"Yes, kill him!"

...

In an instant, the entire area outside the Dragon Emperor's Palace erupted in commotion. The high-ranking dragons, like kittens whose tails had been stepped on, all angrily rebuked Qin Feng. But not one of them dared to step forward.

"Trash is trash. What noble dragon race? Hah, noble? Do you big-bellied lizards deserve that word? Look at you, I've been cursing you for ages, and not a single lizard has stood up. Tsk tsk, noble, strong? Haha, it's laughable!" Qin Feng's contempt deepened as he pointed at the indignant dragons before him.

"Regarding your offensive words about the dragon race, I, the Water Dragon King Mokotiana, challenge you in my personal capacity!" A woman's voice, half cold and half arrogant, echoed throughout the arena.

Chapter 216 Water Curtain Sky Splendor

"Oh, just you?" Qin Feng's lips curled into a strange smile as he looked at the blue Water Dragon King Mokotiana slowly approaching, clicking his tongue as if he didn't take her seriously at all.

"I know you're strong, but I will still challenge you! Not only have you insulted the honor of our dragon race, but my daughter, Arthuritako, died at your hands. I can even sense her presence on you!" The blue water dragon, Mokotiana, took a deep breath and slowly spoke to Qin Feng.

"How about we make a bet?" Qin Feng feigned a lecherous gaze, scanning the water dragon king Mokotiana's alluring figure, though a cold glint flashed deep in his eyes.

"What are we betting on?" Mokotiana suppressed the urge to gouge the eyes out of this silver-haired lecher and asked after taking a few deep breaths.

"If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me."

"And if I lose?"

"Hmm, I seem to be short a maidservant. Hmm, you have a decent figure and you're not bad looking either. If you lose, I'll reluctantly take you as my maidservant!" Qin Feng looked Mokotiana up and down, finally giving her a look that said, "You've gotten a great deal from me."

For a moment, the high-ranking dragons who were waiting for Mokotiana to punish Qin Feng were stunned, staring dumbfounded at Qin Feng and Mokotiana, who were less than three feet apart.

Not only these high-ranking dragons, but even the other ten dragon kings who were waiting to see Mokotiana teach Qin Feng a lesson were stunned, staring dumbfounded at Qin Feng, almost doubting their ears!

To have a female dragon king, second only to the Dragon Emperor in the dragon race, as a maidservant? Was this person crazy? That was the dragons' thought.

However, Qin Feng didn't care about any of that, his face flushed red. Almost losing her temper, Mokotiana's sinister smile deepened.

"Fine. I promise you, if I lose to you, I'll become your maid." Just as Qin Feng and the other dragons thought Mokotiana was about to explode, she smiled sweetly at Qin Feng, her smile as magnificent as a blooming peony. Some dragons secretly in love with Mokotiana were utterly astonished.

The leader of the water dragon clan, Dragon Queen Mokotiana, was known for her cold beauty among the dragons. Since her husband's death, she had never smiled, so this smile was nothing short of breathtaking. The deep-seated hatred hidden in her eyes escaped the notice of all the dragons, but was noticed by one person in particular.

Interesting, trying to use her beauty? Too bad. Just thinking about how your true form is nothing more than a giant female lizard gives me goosebumps. Heh, I'd like to see what this beautiful dragon queen will use to seduce me. A glint of light, the kind only a hunter shows when he sees his prey take the bait, flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He said calmly to Mokotiana,

"Very well. So, beautiful Dragon Queen, how would you like to compete with me?" Qin Feng asked flirtatiana.

"To show my respect for you, I'll transform back into my original form and compete with you," Mokotiana said, smiling at Qin Feng.

"Alright, but I'd also like to see what makes you, this beautiful dragon, so beautiful," Qin Feng said, glancing meaningfully at Mokotiana's ample bosom. A wicked smile played on his lips.

"Hoo..." Mokotiana took a deep breath and leaped into the air. She was afraid that if she continued, she would really rush up and strangle this lecherous rogue. Suddenly,

a huge dragon roared in the air, and a giant dragon, about fifty or sixty feet long from head to tail, radiating thick water magic elements, with two horns on its head and covered in a layer of deep blue scales, appeared in the sky. A pair of enormous dragon eyes stared fixedly at Qin Feng on the ground, seemingly waiting for something. It was none other than the blue dragon queen, Mokotiana, who had revealed her true form.

"Tsk tsk, females are definitely prettier. Compared to those bloated, fat male lizards, you are indeed much slimmer. Of course, this is just a beauty contest among the ugly." Qin Feng chuckled, his eyes lecherously scanning Mokotiana's massive body.

"...Hoo hoo...I'm ready, can we begin?" Mokotiana, now back in dragon form high in the sky, resisted the urge to swallow Qin Feng whole and spoke politely. However, even in her dragon form, her voice was still quite...

"Alright, let's compete. I'll play with your fists." Qin Feng arrogantly raised his fist towards the blue dragon queen, Mokotiana, in the sky.

After Mokotiana reverted to her dragon form, the high-ranking dragons on the ground, who had transformed into human form, immediately dispersed, leaving a clearing. Meanwhile, the ten dragon kings standing at the Dragon Palace gates, upon hearing Qin Feng suggest using his fists against Mokotiana, all showed delight except for the Dark Dragon King, Floydek, who remained expressionless. They joined forces to erect a six-elemental barrier in front of the Dragon Palace to ensure it wouldn't be affected by the energy scattered during the upcoming battle.

Qin Feng leaped lightly, seemingly without using anything for leverage. The dragons only saw a white shadow appear, like a blurry phantom, and the next moment, Qin Feng appeared in mid-air, facing off against the Blue Dragon King, Mokotiana.

"Miss Dragon, let's begin," Qin Feng said with a lecherous smile, as if supported by something invisible beneath his feet, floating effortlessly in the air. Mokotiana

remained silent, nodding her massive head several times towards Qin Feng without chanting any incantations. Dozens of layers of ice shields appeared around her, followed by a massive ice wall between her and Qin Feng, and then several elemental shields around herself. These level five or six spells were completed in the blink of an eye, demonstrating that Mokotiana's mastery of water magic and her spiritual cultivation far surpassed the so-called god-like level of humans.

Having completed all this, the Blue Dragon Queen Mokotiana felt much more at ease. She turned her gaze to her opponent, Qin Feng, only to find him watching her as if she were a spectator. His slightly upturned lips inadvertently conveyed extreme contempt.

"Aren't you ready, Your Excellency?" Maintaining the pride typical of dragons, Mokotiana, despite her deep suspicion and burning desire to kill the murderer of her daughter, still spoke up to remind him.

"Me? Heh, I'm ready to fight anytime." Qin Feng casually clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking crisply. His long silver hair fluttered in the wind, complementing his white robes and adding to his ethereal, otherworldly aura.

"Then, here I come!" The water-elemental blue dragon queen, Mokotiana, nodded solemnly, her eyes fixed on Qin Feng, who seemed utterly unharmed, and began a cautious probing.

Within a ten-zhang radius of Mokotiana, countless gleaming ice blades suddenly appeared. These blades weren't simply suspended in the air; they spun rapidly, like flying wheels, the air crackling with the sound of them tearing through it. Mokotiana

glanced at Qin Feng, but without any apparent movement or incantation, the spinning ice blades, as if controlled by something, hurtled towards Qin Feng.

Thousands upon thousands of densely packed, rotating ice blades, like bees drawn to a fragrant scent, swiftly slashed at Qin Feng's body.

"Ouch, you're ruthless! You actually want to tear me to pieces... Luckily, I learned some magic, otherwise I'd be dead meat." Surrounded by thousands of ice blades, Qin Feng appeared somewhat flustered, but anyone with eyes could see the ease hidden beneath his words.

Sure enough, a small whirlwind suddenly appeared around Qin Feng, gradually forming a vortex that drew away the incoming ice blades.

After being drawn by the vortex, the ice blades not only increased in speed significantly, but more importantly, Qin Feng had unknowingly manipulated them.

"It's hot, try your own ice blades, go!" Qin Feng smiled mockingly at Mokotiana, saying casually.

The vortex, seemingly receiving a command, quickly adjusted the target of all the ice blades, concentrating them all on the Blue Dragon King Mokotiana.

The countless ice blades, accelerated, slashed towards the Blue Dragon King Mokotiana at more than twice their original speed.

"Hmph!" Mokotiana snorted softly, and a watery, silky blue cloth appeared in the path of the ice blades.

A level six water-based defensive spell—Water Curtain of Heaven.

Upon contact with the blue water cloth, the ice blades melted into water in an instant, creating ripples on the surface.

The extremely dangerous Ice Blade Slash was thus cleverly neutralized.

"Try again." Mokotiana glared at Qin Feng, who stood not far away, seemingly watching her performance, and said coldly through gritted teeth. As soon as

Mokotiana finished speaking, ten enormous ice spikes, each four or five meters long, appeared around Qin Feng, who had been leisurely standing in mid-air. Their sharp tips gleamed coldly, all pointing towards Qin Feng's heart.

Seeing the pride in Mokotiana's eyes, Qin Feng smiled slightly. Without any visible movement, a layer of azure water appeared around him—the very same level six water magic Mokotiana had just used—Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor. Like the ice blades

that had struck

before, the enormous ice spikes were ultimately melted away by the blue water curtain.

"Haha…looks like that's still not enough…beautiful dragon beauty…it seems you should try something more exciting, something hotter…" Qin Feng laughed heartily, teasing Mokotiana.

Mokotiana was clearly taken aback. According to the information, this person was known for his martial arts skills. Although he was a genius in all magical elements, she had never seen him use magic before. When did he learn it? And he could cast level 6 magic without chanting, which required reaching the Saint rank! Despite her surprise, Mokotiana quickly composed herself, looked at the arrogant Qin Feng, and flapped her huge dragon wings.

Suddenly, a huge water elemental appeared in front of Mokotiana, entirely composed of water-based magical elements, its body flowing with azure water. This water elemental was six meters tall, and in addition to blue, it also shimmered with a cyan luster. It wore armor made of water elements and held a two-handed greatsword, also made of water elements. Most importantly, this water elemental could actually float in mid-air! Level 8 water and wind hybrid magic—a water-wind elemental warrior!

"Tsk tsk, interesting. I didn't expect you to cultivate wind magic. That's dual cultivation, not bad!" Qin Feng immediately sensed the elemental warrior's special nature and saw through the mystery.

"You're quite knowledgeable, but I wonder if you can easily deal with this water-wind elemental warrior!" Mokotiana coldly snorted.

Qin Feng always wore an arrogant smile, making people want to punch him immediately, but the icy coldness hidden deep in his eyes was enough to make anyone hesitate.

"How do you know if I can do it if you don't try?" Qin Feng winked at Mokotiana ambiguously.

"Water-wind elemental warrior, by my command, go and kill that white-robed man!" Mokotiana commanded the water-wind elemental warrior in front of her, who was much smaller than her.

After receiving the order, the large water-wind elemental warrior didn't make any special movements, but slowly walked step by step towards Qin Feng in mid-air, thanks to the wind element within him. He made it as flat in the air as on land.

Seeing Qin Feng standing there motionless, waiting for the water-wind elemental warrior to step forward, Mocotiana's lips curled into a smug smile.

With a "boom!", the water-wind elemental warrior who had just made contact with Qin Feng was instantly blasted into pieces by Qin Feng. However, the battle was not over yet; the shattered limbs of the water-wind elemental warrior quickly merged back together. A few breaths later, a complete water-wind elemental warrior reappeared in mid-air, continuing to attack Qin Feng.

"Interesting, it can even reassemble after being shattered." Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he delivered another heavy punch, blasting the water-wind elemental warrior in front of him into pieces again.

But the situation was the same as before; a new water-wind elemental warrior appeared again. Just as Qin Feng and this water-wind elemental warrior made contact for the third time, Qin Feng suddenly felt a fluctuation in the surrounding space. Then, three fist energies accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart were already upon him!

"What a Qin Feng!" He burst through the encirclement from an incredible angle. Three more water and wind elemental warriors, identical to the previous ones, appeared around where he had just stood!

"I didn't realize you had the bloodline of a dark dragon!" Qin Feng said with amusement, looking at Mokotiana, who seemed somewhat disappointed at not having injured him. Indeed, only dark magic possessed the ability to conceal itself.

"My mother is the sister of the former Dark Dragon Clan Chief," Mokotiana answered directly, without denying it.

"I greatly admire your honesty. Now, watch closely, your four water and wind elemental warriors..." Qin Feng didn't finish his sentence, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.

A blinding golden light suddenly erupted from Qin Feng's body. To Mokotiana's astonishment, his golden fist pierced through the chests of the four water and wind elemental warriors as if piercing through thin paper.

A hissing sound filled the air. Before the four water and wind elemental warriors could react, they were completely reverted to their original water and wind elemental states, never to recover. This was the

ancient Chinese martial art—Nine Luminaries Overlord Technique.

"How about that?" Qin Feng clapped his hands casually, as if he had done something insignificant. He looked at Mocotiana, who was surrounded by layers of protection in the distance.

"You're strong. Then take my strongest move." A hint of hesitation flashed across Mocotiana's face, but it was quickly replaced by certainty.

"Heh...it wouldn't be the forbidden water spell, Extreme Freeze, would it?" "Qin Feng joked.

Mokotiana didn't reply, but suddenly took a deep breath and spat out a series of dry and mysterious words from her huge dragon mouth.

Qin Feng recognized this language; it was the unique language of dragons, Dragon Language. It seemed Mokotiana had realized that ordinary magic couldn't cause Qin Feng any real harm, and had switched to the most powerful dragon language magic!

Qin Feng remained calm, but a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes. He didn't directly interrupt Mokotiana's incantation.

To completely subdue these proud lizards, he had to withstand their strongest attacks. Of course, he could use some clever methods to defeat Mokotiana, but that would..." Even if he outwardly conquered the lizards, they might not truly submit. Only by shattering their confidence with facts, by completely defeating them in their most prized areas, could he ensure they would never harbor any disloyalty.

The spell's incantation was extremely long and jarring, like someone who couldn't play the erhu trying to produce a tuneless instrument.

All the water, wind, and dark magic elements on Dragon Island converged on Mokotiana. She was like a giant black hole, desperately absorbing the surrounding elements. Her aura grew increasingly heavy, pressing down on Qin Feng with a terrifying intensity.

Finally, a quarter of an hour later, all the light in the sky was swallowed up by the black hole behind Mokotiana, plunging Dragon Island into an apocalyptic state.

Qin Feng dared not be careless; he had already gripped the six-foot-long, blood-red Tiger Soul Blade in his hand. Looking at the increasingly terrifying black hole behind Mokotiana, both in its suction power and size, he channeled his Azure Sky Force to its peak, a ring of dark light enveloping him. He also activated the Chaos Demon Body Technique to its zenith.

The wind stopped, the air solidified, and all the dragons on Dragon Island felt breathless. An energy that seemed capable of annihilating the heavens and the earth caused even these dragons, hailed as the strongest race on the Starry Continent, to involuntarily feel a tremor from their very souls.

Finally, Mokotiana spat out the last incantation from her enormous dragon mouth, mixed with a spray of crimson blood. Her once gleaming dragon eyes suddenly dimmed, and her body swayed unsteadily, unable to maintain her balance in mid-air.

The massive black hole that had formed spurred Mokotiana's final incantation hurtled towards Qin Feng. The immense suction force was irresistible, even for Qin Feng who was already channeling his full power, and he was involuntarily drawn in.

Seeing no foothold in mid-air, being pulled step by step into the black hole, a strange light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. Amidst the disbelief of the surrounding dragons, he charged towards the black hole, and in one leap, he was swallowed up.

"Is he insane? Is he really going to his death?" "The Fire Dragon King, Brumtakirek, whispered to the Water Dragon King, Mokotiana, who was panting heavily beside him.

Mokotiana stared blankly at the enormous black hole in the sky, which resembled the entrance to hell, and shook her head weakly.

"I don't know if he's gone mad, but I know he's absolutely doomed this time. In Mokotiana's Abyss of Despair, hehe... not to mention him alone, even the fourteen-winged gods of the Divine Realm would perish there." The Dark Dragon King, Floydek, chuckled sinisterly and said softly.

"If he doesn't appear in two hours, even if he doesn't die, he'll be completely lost in the alternate dimension. All we can do now is wait." Mokotiana said weakly, wrinkles appearing on her once delicate face.

"Let's leave it to fate." "The gentle voice of the Dragon Emperor came from behind the Eleventh Dragon King. The Dragon Emperor gently placed a hand on Mokotiana's head, and a warm, golden energy slowly flowed into her body. Instantly, the deep wrinkles on her face disappeared.

Ten thousand miles away, in the Marshal's Mansion of Yanhuang City, Aini, who was doing needlework by touch, accidentally pricked her finger, and a drop of bright red blood dripped onto the white robe that was almost finished in her hand.

"Young Master, you mustn't be hurt... Lord Beast God, please protect the Young Master!" Aini seemed oblivious to the injury on her hand and whispered. In

the Vermilion Bird City of the Great Qin Empire at the southern end of the continent, Catherine, wearing silver men's armor and a fiery red cloak, was patrolling the military camp when she suddenly felt a tremor in her heart, as if someone important was about to leave her.

"Feng, you mustn't be hurt! You said you would come to pick me up in three months!" "

Chapter 218 The Extreme Abyss The

Extreme Abyss, one of the three forbidden techniques of the Dragon Clan, uses all its energy to open a spacetime gate to another dimension, sucking the opponent into that spacetime. If the person sucked in cannot find the exit within two hours, they

will be forever trapped in that other spacetime. Moreover, the Dragon Clan opens the gate at different times each time, meaning that if someone is sucked into another spacetime and cannot get out within two hours, even if the Dragon Clan wants to

rescue them, they cannot.

In the God Realm, in the council hall next to the God King's Palace, twelve fourteen-winged main gods stood in a circle, looking at the scene displayed on a huge crystal ball, which was clearly the scene of Qin Feng fighting the Dragon Clan.

"Indeed, he is a terrifying human. Even we main gods may not be able to defeat him." The Goddess of Wisdom, Monica, frowned as she looked at Qin Feng's elegant movements in the scene.

"However, hasn't he already been thrown into another spacetime by that girl from the Dragon Clan? My Goddess of Wisdom, what is there to worry about?" "Haha, we can go back to our old lives now. That damned

human wasted so much of our time..." The speaker was a burly male angel, nearly eight meters tall, clad in a suit of gleaming golden divine armor, with a rugged face. A lewd glint in his eyes suggested he was

thinking of something else.

"So, God of War, what is the power of this rebel in the mortal realm?" another fourteen-winged male god asked hesitantly.

"Gabriel, my god, how could you ask such a stupid question? These accomplices of the rebels should be eliminated, completely eliminated! Haha, without his powerful backing, his subordinates are

just ordinary mortals. We can just send down another six-winged angel at most. Besides, haven't the other countries on the Starry Continent already formed some kind of alliance? Haha... let them kill each other."

The God of War roared at the male god, a cunning glint in his eyes.

...

Meanwhile, after Qin Feng leaped into the enormous black hole, he felt a tremendous energy violently spinning his body, constantly tearing and squeezing it...

"A wormhole?" This was Qin Feng's first thought. Even though he had already pushed the Chaotic Demon Body Technique to its peak and firmly protected his internal organs with the Azure Sky Force, he could still feel the

powerful force that seemed capable of tearing him to pieces. All around was darkness; his white robe had been torn to shreds the moment he entered the black hole, leaving Qin Feng practically naked.

Finally, just as Qin Feng was about to give up, the power within him suddenly lightened, as if he had fallen into some kind of liquid. The Chaotic Demon Body Technique naturally formed an energy protective layer, separating Qin Feng from the liquid and

firmly protecting him within a cloud of dark light. Qin Feng opened his eyes and saw a sea of blood. The stench immediately told the battle-hardened Qin Feng that this crimson liquid was all blood.

Qin Feng silently activated the Azure Sky Technique, his feet stomping repeatedly, his body suddenly rising higher. After a "splash!" sound, Qin Feng's naked body appeared in mid-air.

Looking at the boundless sea of blood below, even though Qin Feng had killed over ten thousand, he couldn't help but frown. How many lives' blood must have been used to create this boundless sea of blood?

Just as Qin Feng was secretly surveying his surroundings, a terrifying pressure suddenly emanated from the bottom of the Blood Sea. Even with Qin Feng's lofty ambitions, he couldn't help but tremble—yes, tremble. A

pressure powerful enough to make even a master of Qin Feng's level tremble!

Then, with a series of splashing sounds, a gigantic bat wing, nearly a thousand feet long and resembling a bat's wing, emerged from the Blood Sea and slammed towards Qin Feng. The immense energy created

a huge wave on the Blood Sea.

Qin Feng seemed to be controlled by something, standing there dumbfounded, completely motionless. The gigantic bat wing was only a dozen feet away from striking him. If it landed squarely, even if Qin Feng's Chaotic Demon Body Technique

had reached its peak, let alone its current advanced stage, it would absolutely not be able to withstand this blow!

"Qin boy, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and run! Are you looking for death? Damn, where the hell is this place? What kind of powerful being lies beneath this Blood Sea? Damn, even my own

soul is trembling," Tiger Soul's anxious spiritual energy fluctuations echoed in Qin Feng's mind.

Qin Feng's naked body trembled slightly. He stepped onto the Seven Star Step and quickly used the Ethereal Wave Step to escape towards the distant shore. His figure flashed, and in a moment, he had escaped to a place several miles away from where he had been standing. Suddenly, a deafening

roar that seemed to rip through the sky came from behind him. An extremely strong pressure rushed towards him from behind, violently carrying Qin Feng several miles away. He lost control of his body and rolled several times on the ground before finally stopping.

"Huff, huff..." Gasping for air, Qin Feng witnessed a terrifying scene he had never seen before:

a gigantic bat wing, nearly a thousand feet long, hissed and tore through space as it slammed into the sea of blood. Instantly, like a nuclear explosion, the single strike unleashed a towering wave of blood tens of thousands of meters high! All

Qin Feng could see was that terrifying attack; no words could describe it. The power of heaven and earth paled in comparison!

The terrifying energy from this attack surged along the blood-filled sea, crashing against the shore.

"Boom..." A series of deafening roars echoed as the solid land cracked open in several places from the aftershocks!

"What are you looking at? Run! Run as far away as possible! What the hell is this thing? I've lived for tens of thousands of years, and I've never even heard of it before!" Tiger Soul's anxious voice

echoed again in Qin Feng's mind, who still wanted to see more.

"Little Bai, didn't you guys really see this thing? How does it compare to the masters of your era?" Qin Feng asked Hu Po in his mind while using his full power to escape with the Ethereal Wave Step.

"Damn it, if I had seen it, I would have known already. Are you stupid? Still standing there looking? If I hadn't reminded you, you wouldn't even be left in Eastern Europe!" Hu Po replied irritably.

"I don't know what happened to me at the time, I just felt a bit dizzy, and then I heard your words in my mind," Qin Feng said, his face slightly flushed.

"It seems you've fallen under that thing's mental spell. If it hadn't underestimated your mental cultivation, you would have been dead long ago."

"This thing is just too powerful. I can't even muster the confidence to fight it."

"Qin boy, now you know why I told you to intensify your cultivation, right? Your cultivation level is enough to make you invincible on the Starry Continent, but in other timelines... hmph, let alone the truly powerful, even in our ancient China

, your level would only be average. Countless people could kill you!"

"Then how do those experts from our ancient China compare to this monster?" Qin Feng asked, a determined glint in his eyes.

"Well, comparing that monster's strength, I estimate only the Nirvana-staged Pangu and Hongjun Ancestor could easily defeat it. The goddess Nuwa and the great god Fuxi could probably fight it to a draw." Hu Po replied after a moment's thought

.

"What about Brother Chi You?" Qin Feng asked.

"He couldn't even withstand half a move." Hu Po hesitated before finally answering.

Qin Feng gasped, a wave of fear washing over him. If it weren't for Tiger Soul's warning, he would have already...

"Little White, do you know where we are?" Qin Feng took a few deep breaths and asked using his mental energy.

"Probably in some unknown space."

"Nonsense, I know it's an unknown space. I'm asking you, do you remember the way we came?" Qin Feng said irritably.

"I vaguely remember, but even if I did, it wouldn't matter unless you could fly tens of thousands of feet into the air." Tiger Soul replied.

"Where?"

"There's a black hole tens of thousands of feet above that sea of blood. That's where you came from."

"Let's look around first, otherwise, if another monster like that appears, we'll be doomed," Qin Feng said, then used the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Technique to scan his

surroundings with his mental energy.

"It seems like a master equivalent to a sixteen-winged god-king and two fourteen-winged main gods are fighting ahead." Just as Qin Feng had scanned half of the area, he sensed Tiger Soul's mental energy fluctuations in his mind.

Without saying a word, Qin Feng immediately took action and ran in the direction Tiger Soul had indicated. Qin Feng trusted Tiger Soul as much as he trusted his own arm.

Upon arriving at the location Tiger Soul had described, they found it indeed a scene of utter devastation. The ground was riddled with gaping holes blasted by energy, and crimson vegetation lay scattered and groaning.

In the arena, a giant bear nearly a hundred feet tall was battling two creatures, each only six feet tall, somewhat human-like but with horns on their heads.

The scene was utterly comical. The giant bear possessed incredibly strong defenses, enduring the relentless blows from the two-meter-tall, horned creatures, which repeatedly attacked with their forepaws.

The two horned creatures, however, were monstrously fast, dodging the bear's heavy claws at crucial moments, their attacks feeling like mere tickles. The two sides

remained locked in a stalemate, one unable to land a blow, the other unable to make a move, creating a truly absurd spectacle.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, the demonic blade Tiger Soul already in his hand. He licked his lips and leaped into the fray!

Chapter 219 The demon brothers,

who were fighting fiercely, suddenly stopped, both looking warily at the uninvited guests who had suddenly appeared before them.

Qin Feng smiled at the two humanoid figures with two horns and a height of six zhang, and flicked out several bloody shadows with the Tiger Soul in his hand, slashing towards the giant bear.

"Roar~~" The giant bear was furious when it saw this uninvited guest, who was much smaller than the two before, suddenly joining in and actually slashing at it. It roared to the sky and slammed its two front paws hard on the ground, and the huge force made the ground tremble.

At this moment, Qin Feng had already taken off into the air, the Tiger Soul in his hand leaving a bloodthirsty mark. The white robe that he had put on at some point, accompanied by a few tearing sounds, transformed into a series of illusory phantoms as Qin Feng flashed through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it landed on the giant bear's huge head!

The giant bear was terrified and, in its fury, thrashed its massive head, trying to throw Qin Feng off. But Qin Feng seemed rooted to the spot, no matter how much the bear struggled, remaining firmly pressed against its massive head.

"Roar!" The bear was clearly enraged by Qin Feng. Its originally blood-red, soft fur suddenly stood on end, like steel needles, the tips even gleaming with a metallic sheen.

A disdainful smile curled at the corner of Qin Feng's lips, and a ball of fire suddenly erupted beneath his feet! The air was instantly filled with the smell of burning protein.

"Awooo!" The giant bear roared in pain, its ferocity escalating. Its originally dark eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and its front paws and gleaming white teeth flashed with a cold light. It suddenly stood upright, and before Qin Feng could react, it fell backward, seemingly trying to crush the flea-like creature on its head to pieces!

To everyone's surprise, Qin Feng showed no sign of surprise. On the contrary, a cold glint of triumphant gleam flashed in his eyes.

The instant the giant bear-man stood upright, Qin Feng detached himself from the bear's head, leaping several meters upwards. Using the bear's forehead as leverage, he tapped it, then rose another five meters, stomping with seventy percent of his strength on the bear's massive nose. With a scream, the bear's nose instantly collapsed, blood gushing from its gaping wound.

Using the momentum from the impact, Qin Feng somersaulted and landed gracefully on the bear's snow-white belly! His Tiger Soul sword was precisely aimed at the bear's heart!

The entire movement was fluid and seamless, without the slightest pause. From flying onto the bear's back to standing on its vital spot, it was as if he had rehearsed it countless times, his movements as smooth and effortless as flowing water.

"Qin boy, don't kill this stupid bear yet. Those two things behind you that look like humans but aren't seem to be hiding something." Just as Qin Feng was about to stab the giant bear in the heart, killing this sixteen-winged god-king level beast, the Tiger Soul's spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly resounded in Qin Feng's sea of consciousness.

Qin Feng stopped his momentum from stabbing the Tiger Soul forward. The giant bear seemed to know that its life was now in the hands of this tiny, reptile-like creature. It let out a low, pleading groan.

"Little White, help me see what good stuff is in this stupid bear's spirit. I want to see what those two guys with two horns on their heads are up to." Qin Feng said calmly to the Tiger Soul in his sea of consciousness.

"Okay! Logically speaking, this stupid bear has already cultivated to the god-king level, it should have developed intelligence long ago. I'll use the Soul Searching Technique to take a look." The Tiger Soul responded.

The intense battle suddenly fell into an eerie silence. The two monstrous figures, each with two horns and standing six zhang tall, exchanged a glance and cautiously moved towards Qin Feng and the giant bear. Their hands also had five fingers, the sharp nails gleaming like blades, and their blood-red eyes were fixed on Qin Feng, who stood at the heart of the giant bear.

Suddenly, Qin Feng turned around, smiled at them, and with lightning speed, plunged his free left hand into the giant bear's heart!

A muffled thud, like a water-filled bag being punctured, followed by a gush of blood and a heart-wrenching scream from the giant bear, instantly staining Qin Feng's newly donned white robe crimson.

The giant bear's scream caused the two horned monsters, who had been stealthily advancing, to immediately halt and cautiously retreat.

They dared not be careless towards the tiny figure standing at the heart of the giant bear, a figure much smaller than themselves. After all, the two of them had fought the bear together for a long time, yet they hadn't even managed to remove a single hair. Instead, dodging the massive bear paws had consumed a great deal of their energy. But this kid had only appeared and subdued the bear in a mere few dozen seconds!

At this moment, Qin Feng, with his back to the two two-horned monsters, wore an expression of pure enjoyment. His left hand, pierced through the bear's heart, had turned crimson, a strange blood-red light swirling around his left arm. Streams of invisible energy flowed from Qin Feng's left arm into his body, quickly assimilated by the prepared Azure Sky Force. More and more energy flowed from his left arm, and the Azure Sky Force assimilated it at an increasingly rapid pace, growing larger and larger within his body, increasing by more than half in just a few breaths!

The two horned men behind Qin Feng, seeing their two brothers waiting for quite some time while the man in front remained motionless and squatting there, became suspicious. Their blood-red eyes met, they nodded, and then they took small steps towards Qin Feng.

Unfortunately, their size was too great (relative to Qin Feng), and even with their lightest effort, their massive feet made dull thuds as they touched the ground.

Just as they were confidently approaching Qin Feng, almost touching the giant bear's body, Qin Feng, who had been facing away from them, suddenly turned around, flashing a toothy grin. Combined with his blood-stained clothes, he looked strangely terrifying.

The two horned monsters, especially, feeling guilty, involuntarily took two steps back, nervously watching Qin Feng, who had just pulled his left hand from the giant bear's heart, walk towards them step by step. They swallowed hard and clenched their fists.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked, not in the language of the Starry Continent, but by directly sending his thoughts into the other party's brain using spiritual energy.

Here, it's necessary to explain Qin Feng's strange actions earlier. It turns out that Tiger Soul used the Soul-Searching Technique to extract some useful information from the giant bear's soul. This place is called the Nineteenth Level of Hell, a place filled with slaughter, brutality, and bloodshed. Strength directly determines the chances of survival; killing and being killed occur every hour, every moment.

Moreover, this place has a very significant characteristic, unlike anything previously found on the Starry Continent: one can absorb the energy of the defeated to strengthen oneself through a specific method.

Just now, Qin Feng absorbed the giant bear's energy using a method from the giant bear's memories derived from the Tiger Soul.

As a sixteen-winged god-king level expert, the giant bear possessed far more energy than Qin Feng, who was only a fourteen-winged main god. While Qin Feng seemingly took the giant bear's life casually, the process was incredibly dangerous; a slight misstep could have led to utter destruction.

Having absorbed the energy from the sixteen-winged god-king level giant bear, Qin Feng's own energy had risen from the fourteen-winged main god level to the sixteen-winged god-king level. If a monster like the giant bear were to appear again, Qin Feng would be able to confront it head-on.

"Senior, my name is Yue Wuhen, and this is my brother, Lang Wuxin. We are demons. May I ask who you are?" The two-horned monster on the left, whom Qin Feng had directly questioned mentally, glanced at the person on the right and replied.

Of course, Qin Feng couldn't understand what he was saying, but fortunately, his divine sense hadn't left the two men's sea of consciousness, so he understood their general meaning through spiritual energy.

"My name is Tagore!" Qin Feng answered directly, simultaneously unleashing the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Shattering Technique. The two demons, Yue Wuhen and Lang Wuxin, felt a blur in their minds, and it took them a long time to recover. They felt as if all their strength had been drained, and they involuntarily sat down on the ground, staring at Qin Feng with terrified expressions.

"Alright, you can go home now. Be careful next time. Don't easily challenge monsters of higher rank than you. Although you can make great progress in a very short time if you're lucky enough to win, that's extremely rare. Most of the time, you end up with nothing but bones." Qin Feng had already digested some of the information he had just obtained from the two men's memories. He glanced at them and said calmly.

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, senior!" The demon named Yue Wuhen nodded hurriedly, but his eyes kept glancing at the giant bear in the distance, which had already stopped breathing.

Qin Feng smiled faintly, turned around and pointed to the giant bear's corpse, saying, "This Earth Demon Bear's corpse is yours."

"Thank you, Senior!" The two demons were overjoyed and bowed deeply to Qin Feng.

When they finally opened their eyes to search for this extraordinary, small-statured expert, two-thirds their size, they found Qin Feng had vanished. They were somewhat disappointed, but the Earth Demon Bear's enormous body somewhat compensated for their disappointment.

"Brother, what race do you think he is?" Yue Wuhen asked Lang Wuxin beside him.

"I don't know who he is, but he's definitely someone with great abilities. Look how easily he killed this Earth Demon Bear, and now he's so politely giving us its corpse! At first, I thought he wanted to kill us to take our energy." Lang Wuxin muttered under his breath, walking towards the Earth Demon Bear's corpse.

Chapter 220 The Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger

is located three thousand miles east of the Blood Sea of the Nineteenth Level of Hell. The entire mountain range is undulating, with the highest peak, Soul-Devouring Peak, reaching ten thousand ren (a unit of length), resembling a sword piercing the sky, also known as Sword Peak.

The Nineteenth Level of Hell has one major characteristic: regardless of mountains or seas, whether grass or trees, whether insects or fish, their appearance is covered in a layer of blood red, even the sky is blood red

. Naturally, Fallen Mountain is no exception. Especially the main peak, Soul-Devouring Peak, which, from a distance, looks like a sharp sword stained with blood, pointing directly at the sky, which also seems to be stained red with blood.

A dark red light and shadow streaked through the air like a ghost, leaving a series of dark shadows in the air, flashing towards the main peak of Fallen Mountain, Soul-Devouring Peak.

"Qin boy, are you really confident you can kill that monster?" As Qin Feng was rushing forward at high speed, the mental energy information of Tiger Soul suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Not me, it's us!" Qin Feng corrected.

"Um, it seems my spiritual energy form can't really help you?" Tiger Soul in his sea of consciousness paused for a moment, asking in a somewhat confused tone.

"That's right then. You attack its spirit, and I'll attack its body. That two-pronged approach should be fine, right?" Qin Feng didn't stop, continuing to leap forward, covering nearly a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

"Um, that's not what I meant. I mean, um, if that monster called the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger is really much stronger than that big, clumsy bear you killed earlier, wouldn't you be in great danger? You're my good brother, and I don't want you to risk your life just to find me a body. After all, you have a lot of things to do!" Tiger Soul muttered for a while, seemingly hesitant, before finally speaking to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng abruptly stopped, a look of emotion flashing in his eyes. Brotherly love—this old-fashioned yet profound word—appeared between Qin Feng and Tiger Soul at this moment.

"Damn you, you little brat. You're acting like a girl now. If you really consider me a brother, don't be so polite with me. Damn, you're talking such sentimental stuff. Damn, it's just a Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger that's even a bit higher than a God-King level. I'm already at the God-King level now. With the wonders of our ancient Chinese martial arts, plus your mental interference, how could I not take it down? Alright, stop talking nonsense. No wonder people say that the older people get, the more talkative they become. You, a tiger spirit who's lived for tens of thousands of years, are even more talkative than those nagging old ladies." Qin Feng cursed, but his words conveyed a strong sense of brotherhood.

"Alright, let's go kill that damn Tyrant Tiger then." "Hehe, perfect timing to steal its body! Its body's probably no worse than mine! Roar!" Tiger Soul roared excitedly at the thought of finally possessing a physical body. His previous hesitation and worry vanished.

A warm smile appeared in Qin Feng's eyes. He suddenly let out a long roar, his energy, already at the God-King level, amplified by the ancient Chinese martial art—the Buddhist Lion's Roar. In an instant, Qin Feng's arrogant roar echoed throughout Fallen Soul Mountain.

Releasing the pent-up frustration in his chest with this roar, Qin Feng felt much refreshed. His figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared on a huge blood-red rock halfway up the mountain, his eyes fixed on the direction of Soul Devouring Peak.

Just as Qin Feng sat down, a soaring tiger roar came from the highest peak of Fallen Soul Mountain, Soul Devouring Peak, and an immense spiritual pressure pressed down on Qin Feng from the summit.

"Very powerful! Looks like this battle will be quite exciting!" "With the protection of Tiger Soul, a master whose spiritual energy surpasses his opponent's, Qin Feng appears exceptionally relaxed. The blood-red six-foot demonic blade, Tiger Soul, is already in his right palm. A flicker of excitement flashes in his eyes as he gazes towards Soul Devouring Peak, and his muscles tremble uncontrollably.

Since absorbing the energy of the Earth Demon Bear, Qin Feng's internal energy has reached a terrifying level. Moreover, since achieving mastery of his martial arts, he has never used his full strength, whether facing angels or the big-bellied lizard. It's not that Qin Feng didn't want to, but rather that he himself simply didn't know what level he could reach with his full power. He lacked an opponent who could force him to fight at his full strength!

"Damn, Qin kid, you're a monster! You actually love fighting so much!" Tiger Soul exclaimed incredulously, seeing Qin Feng's excitement.

"Fighting is the only path to strength. Only in battle can I find the greatest enjoyment." "Qin Feng casually tossed his long, silver-white hair.

After the deafening tiger roar subsided, a small black dot flew rapidly from the summit of Soul Devouring Peak toward Qin Feng's location.

The small black dot flew closer and closer, its size growing larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye, it went from being six or seven hundred miles away from Qin Feng to only a few miles away.

"Wow, that's really fast! It's several times faster than the little lion!" Qin Feng's eyes burned with even more excitement as he watched his opponent approach. This giant tiger, about 150 meters long from head to toe, more than three times the size of those big-bellied lizard kings, covered in red and black stripes, roared softly.

"Roar~~~ You little reptile, is it you who disturbed my sleep and trespassed on my territory?" The giant tiger roared from five miles away.

As it flew closer, its outline became clearer. Besides being many times larger than an ordinary tiger, it had a pair of blood-red bat wings extending from its ribs. When fully spread, these wings were nearly two hundred feet long, and its two protruding fangs gleamed with a cruel, cold light.

"Little White, this tiger has a nice design. It would be quite suitable as your body. But your name will have to be changed to Little Red from now on~~~" Qin Feng suppressed his excitement and joked with the tiger soul in his sea of consciousness.

"Be careful. Although its mental abilities aren't as strong as mine, we still don't know what its special moves are. It's best to be cautious!" Tiger Soul's solemn mental energy entered Qin Feng's mind.

"Is it really that strong? I'm looking forward to it~~" Seeing Tiger Soul, who was usually so playful, become more serious than ever before, Qin Feng's eyes burned even brighter. His eyes narrowed, leaving only a slit, as he stared intently at the huge tiger not far away.

"Roar~~~ You lowly insect, why don't you answer my question? Or are you so scared by the domineering aura emanating from me, the noble Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger Eric Mochi, that you wet your pants?" The huge Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger roared angrily when it saw Qin Feng, who was nothing more than a small reptile in its eyes, dare to ignore it. Huge waves of air, mixed with a strong stench, rushed towards Qin Feng.

"Damn it, this guy has bad breath!" Qin Feng spat out the words through gritted teeth, and in the next moment, he leaped into the air, glaring fiercely at the bat-winged bloodthirsty tyrant not far away that was still emitting a foul stench.

"You little reptile, damn it, how dare you not answer me! I, the noble Eric Mochi, have decided to strip you of your right to live, so you, must die!" The bat-winged bloodthirsty tyrant arrogantly raised its head, its massive maw that spewed stench opening and closing, continuously spraying foul air in Qin Feng's direction. "

Damn it, I really can't resist the urge to beat you up!" Qin Feng, who was constantly dodging in mid-air, could no longer hold back. After letting out a fierce howl, he suddenly attacked the bat-winged bloodthirsty tyrant.

The bat-winged, bloodthirsty Decepticon named Eric Mochi looked disdainfully at Qin Feng's attack, not even bothering to move, simply exposing its body to Qin Feng. It narrowed its huge tiger eyes, as if preparing to enjoy the spectacle, muttering,

"This time it's a different one, probably stronger now. Don't let that arrogant guy from last time try to give me a back massage; he broke his own hand after only a few strokes."

It seemed it mistook Qin Feng's attack for a massage!

"Ahhhhh!" With a roar, Qin Feng's golden fist slammed into Eric Mochi's left flank, at the base of its massive left wing.

There was no loud bang, no explosive sound as expected; it felt like hitting a thin sheet of paper, with no sense of force whatsoever.

Qin Feng swiftly retreated, standing several feet away. His right hand gripped the hilt of the Tiger Soul Blade, his expression serious as he gazed at the giant tiger before him, which seemed to be enjoying itself.

"It seems there is indeed a considerable gap between me and these true masters. But it is precisely this gap that gives me the motivation to move forward," Qin Feng said calmly, a long-lost smile playing on his lips. He

held the Tiger Soul Blade horizontally, and then a surge of golden light seemed to erupt from the depths of his soul, enveloping Qin Feng in a blinding golden glow. The originally blood-red Tiger Soul Blade in his hand now seemed to be infected, its six-foot blade turning a vibrant orange-red, a mixture of blood-red and golden-yellow.

"Tch, weak is weak. You're still not convinced when I call you a reptile? With your skills, which are a level below mine, I could easily defeat you even standing here without moving," the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Eric Mochi couldn't help but sneer, looking at Qin Feng's overwhelming aura.

Qin Feng wasn't angry. He simply raised the Tiger Soul in his hand, and then suddenly his brow split open, revealing an eye flashing with blue sparks—his Heavenly Eye had opened!

"Hmm, you've got some skills! Then I'll play with you a bit~~~" Eric Moqi was the first to sense that Qin Feng's aura had suddenly risen a level, actually radiating a mental pressure no less than its own. It couldn't help but abandon its playful intentions and seriously examine Qin Feng.

Chapter 221 Hellfire

"Hiss~~~" Several sounds of tearing clothing rang out. Qin Feng's clothes, stained red by the Earth Demon Bear, shattered into strips under the immense pressure, revealing his streamlined muscles.

Qin Feng smiled bitterly to himself. It seemed these clothes weren't very durable; he had to change them after each fight. Luckily, he had about ten sets stored in his spatial bag, otherwise he would truly be naked like a savage.

Eric Mochi, the Bat-Winged Tyrant, clearly sensed Qin Feng's overwhelming fighting spirit. With a roar, its massive red and black body trembled violently, undergoing a dramatic transformation.

A layer of blood-red energy surged from its surface, enveloping it completely within moments. Then, its enormous body, enveloped in this energy, began to writhe, its already terrifying aura suddenly intensifying.

Qin Feng was secretly alarmed. His Azure Sky Force circulated rapidly within his body. A layer of golden flame suddenly emanated from the three-foot-long black light that had been emanating from his watch, mingling with the original black light to form a deep, inky gold.

His third eye on his forehead turned crimson, and the layer of blue lightning that had previously covered it now turned golden.

Between the two opposing forces, a series of muffled, thunderous roars echoed, like two colossal waves colliding violently in a vast ocean. Terrifying energy fluctuations whipped up dust and stones, the swirling crimson sand and uprooted crimson vegetation swirling frantically around the two figures.

As their power and energy surged, the swirling sand and vegetation grew ever larger, eventually forming a massive energy vortex. From a distance, it resembled a gigantic tornado with the two figures at its eye.

Finally, the Batwing Tyrant Eric Mochi let out a low growl. The crimson energy layer on its body rapidly receded, revealing its transformed form—

nearly a third larger than before. More importantly, it now possessed a layer of stark white bone armor, protecting its head, chest, abdomen, and other vital areas. A pair of wings extended from its ribs, the bone spikes on them nearly six feet longer than before. Some mysterious markings flickered on its bat wings, and a jet-black horn, nearly ten feet long, gleamed with an aura of death on its forehead. Its blood-red eyes were filled with bloodthirsty madness. This was the Batwing Tyrant's battle form!

"Roar~~~ Little reptile, it's been a long time since this old man fought with his full strength. You're very good, actually forcing me to reveal my battle form. Haha~~ Very good, I hope your strength is as impressive as the aura you just displayed! At least fight me for a quarter of an hour, don't die too soon. If you can't last a quarter of an hour, I will throw your soul into my Demon Soul Pool, making you suffer eternal pain! Roar~~~" As the bat-winged tyrant tiger in its battle form opened and closed its nearly three-zhang-wide blood-red maw, a foul stench was spewed towards Qin Feng along with the trembling of its gleaming bone spikes.

"Damn it. This stinky tiger really stinks!" Qin Feng held his breath, cursing the giant tiger in front of him mercilessly in his heart.

"Something's not right. This tiger is clearly stronger than you, so why didn't it just kill you as soon as it arrived? Why is it wasting time talking to you like this?" Tiger Soul's spiritual energy message transmitted through Qin Feng's mind.

"Hmm? Yeah, logically speaking, why would it keep talking to me after I've offended it so much?" Qin Feng glanced at the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, which still seemed to have no intention of attacking, and was very puzzled.

"It's stalling for time. That stench from its mouth must be poisonous, right? Or maybe it's injured and just pretending to scare you?" Tiger Soul analyzed in Qin Feng's mind.

"Yes, it kept talking to me, and that stench kept spraying at me. It must be trying to poison me!" Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and a cunning smile crept onto his lips.

As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot! While openly fighting a stronger opponent can certainly improve one's combat skills, striking while the opponent is injured or weakened is much easier! Qin Feng, who had once roamed the starry seas, wasn't the kind of person from the Starry Continent who only knew how to follow some chivalrous code.

"Are you done yelling? If you're done, let's begin." Qin Feng flashed, appearing about ten feet in front of the massive head of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger.

A flicker of panic flashed in the blood-red, bloodthirsty eyes of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, which was in battle stance, but it didn't escape Qin Feng's golden divine eye.

"Little White, it seems you were right. This Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger might really have been injured before. Hehe… Now you can get a really awesome body." Qin Feng, who had seen every subtle movement of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, spoke to the tiger soul in his sea of consciousness.

"Damn it! Kill it! Qin brat, why all the nonsense? Just kill it! This Tiger God wants to possess it!" Influenced by Qin Feng's spiritual energy, the tiger spirit within Qin Feng's sea of consciousness was extremely excited, roaring excitedly.

"What are you doing here? Daring to cause trouble on my territory? Don't you know… Ouch!" The Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, Eric Mochi, was about to roar again when Qin Feng delivered a powerful punch to his jaw. This punch wasn't a mere probing attack with only two levels of power; it was Qin Feng's full-force attack. The enormous fist, formed from the Azure Sky Force, resembled a giant golden iron hammer, slamming into the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's jaw, spraying a spray of bright red blood into the air.

Eric Mochi, who had been hit by the heavy punch, felt dizzy and shook his huge, throbbing head. He asked incredulously,

"You... how come... you're alright... aren't you afraid of poison...?"

"It's the stench from your stinky mouth, isn't it? Hehe, sorry, my Chaotic Demon Body Technique makes me immune to all poisons! Sorry!" Qin Feng, floating in mid-air, had a playful glint in his eyes. Without pausing, he unleashed a blinding golden light as the Nine Luminaries Overlord Fist, powered by ten layers of power, slammed into the same spot on the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger's jaw!

Then, Qin Feng's naked figure flashed, and in the next moment, he appeared nearly sixty feet away in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, staring at the bare white bone exposed from its jaw, which had been nearly shattered by Qin Feng's two blows powered by ten layers of power.

"Roar~~~" The Batwing Bloodthirsty Tyrant, badly beaten by Qin Feng, suddenly burst into flames of deathly black fire. The wounds that Qin Feng had inflicted were healed after being burned by the flames, and the entire creature exuded a unique and formidable aura.

"Hellfire?!" Tiger Soul's exclamation echoed in Qin Feng's mind.

"Little White, quickly tell me about the characteristics of this Hellfire. I'm not good at dealing with it. How come this guy is unleashing an even more ferocious attack after I severely injured him?!" Qin Feng stared intently at his opponent bathed in the dark flames in the distance, asking Tiger Soul in his mind.

"Legend has it that the flames that can burn souls can only be formed in the nineteenth level of hell by absorbing boundless death energy, living souls, and resentful spirits for a full eighty-one Maha days!"

"What is a Maha day?" "

A Maha day appears once every thousand years. The sun and moon in the sky are like blood, all things on earth wither, resentment permeates the heavens and earth, thousands of souls wander, and ten thousand ghosts howl to the sky. It is also called the Day of Ten Thousand Ghosts Howling to the Sky.

" Tiger Soul's somewhat dry spiritual energy explained. "So this tiger has cultivated for over eighty thousand years?"

"No, at least ninety thousand years."

"But why was it hit by me just now? According to you, I am no match for it at all."

"How should I know? But it was seriously injured. Just now it probably just wanted to scare you away quickly. Because the Hellfire not only harms others but also harms the user. It is generally not used unless absolutely necessary. Be careful!" Tiger Soul's originally calm spiritual energy suddenly became agitated.

Qin Feng's ghostly figure vanished from his original position in an instant, rising hundreds of feet into the air. The energy he absorbed from the Earth Demon Bear, at the sixteen-winged god-king level, allowed him to teleport at will across a thousand miles.

Where he had been, only a flash of black flame remained, instantly annihilating everything—the ground, sand, vegetation, and everything else.

"Roar! Damn it! I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to make you back down. I never expected you, this lowly reptile, to actually harm my noble Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger, Eric Mochi! You must die!" Eric Mochi roared at Qin Feng, who hovered a hundred feet above him. Faced with

such a powerful enemy, Qin Feng suddenly fell silent, his eyes fixed on the ferocious Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger below, its body radiating a ring of hellfire and covered in bone armor.

The Heavenly Eye, now at the gold level, reflected every minute movement of the Bat-Winged Bloodthirsty Tyrant Tiger into Qin Feng's sea of consciousness, even the division of its surface cells.

Unconsciously, Qin Feng was immersed in a profound and mysterious realm he had never experienced before. The Tiger Soul in his hand seemed to have lost its weight; it wasn't in his grasp but floated three feet to his right, shimmering with a strange blood-red light.

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