"Who do you think your opponent is!"

Shi Haoxuan let out a roar akin to a wild beast, regardless of his injuries, his entire body surged with Great Sun True Power. He once again displayed the Golden Crow Incarnation, Nine Yang Brilliance, condensing into a Blazing Sun True Yang, the ultimate killing move, the final swan song, dazzling like a falling star.

"Hmph, trivial skill."

The cold-faced man revealed a disdainful smile. In his view, the opponent’s struggle was futile.

Indeed, the intensely condensed Finger Strength, enveloped with Great Success Sword Force, instantly shattered Shi Haoxuan’s ultimate killing move, along with his upper robe, which ripped and fluttered piece by piece. Then, the strand of Finger Strength shot straight at Shi Haoxuan’s forehead, about to pierce through.

In an instant, Shi Haoxuan was about to meet his demise under this terrifying Finger Wind.

As fast as it takes to speak!

A clear sword sound echoed through the Nine Heavens, a sword light seemingly coming from beyond the sky, descending with unmatched speed, hitting the Finger Wind, both shattering instantly.

"Who dares obstruct me from killing!"

The cold-faced man immediately raged, furrowing his brows, terrifying Evil Qi swirled, around him seemed to float a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea, a Sword Emperor expert who emerged from endless slaughter.

With his anger, Eastern Spirit Domain geniuses once again vomited blood, weaker ones directly fainted.

"It’s...it’s Ling Feng!"

"Senior Brother Ling!"

"Junior Brother Ling!"

On the field, a group of Eastern Spirit Domain geniuses had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Ling Feng has finally emerged from seclusion!

Ao Jue tightly clenched his fists, looking back, seeing a golden figure directly soaring skyward, his entire body shining with the midday Divine Light. That man within the golden light, wasn’t he the Sunset Chosen One, the strongest in Eastern Spirit Domain, Ling Feng!

"It’s Junior Brother Ling!"

Yue HuaQin even felt like tears were about to overflow: He is even stronger now!

"Junior Brother Ling!"

Shi Haoxuan, with a lucky escape from death, looked at Ling Feng’s figure with a knowing smile.

"The rest is up to you!"

Shi Haoxuan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, his body relaxed, and he collapsed.

He was already nearly depleted of energy, completely exhausted.

"Don’t worry, leave it to me."

With a flash of his figure, in the next moment, Ling Feng had landed in front of all Eastern Spirit Domain geniuses, standing proudly, staring at the cold-faced man opposite, without the slightest fear.

"So, it was you who said you wanted to kill all the people from Eastern Spirit Domain?"

Ling Feng’s voice was very calm, without a trace of anger, yet it gave a feeling that was sonorous and powerful.

At this moment, his not particularly burly figure stood before all Eastern Spirit Domain martial artists, yet it was as towering as a mountain!

"Where does this brat come from?"

The cold-faced man first got angry, then paused, examining Ling Feng with a few glances, couldn’t help but sneer, "Human Emperor? I thought you were someone important, but you’re just a mere Human Emperor, completely ignorant of danger!"

Though his words were disdainful, he didn’t underestimate Ling Feng too much.

Able to break his Finger Strength in that hair-trigger moment, this Human Emperor in front of him must be extraordinary.

Long Tengyuan even showed a trace of envy, Ling Feng’s age seemed even younger than his, yet he could attract his master’s attention.

Doesn’t this mean that his strength might be above his own?

Clearly, he was just a native from Eastern Spirit Domain, yet he had the talent comparable to top talents from the West Sword Domain?

Is this possible?

Ling Feng glanced at the cold-faced man, slowly speaking, "Our Eastern Spirit Domain always advocates harmony. So, today, if the originator breaks his own arm and kneels to apologize, I can consider letting you go."

Ling Feng’s voice was calm and composed, seemingly not putting those Dragon Sword Mansion experts in his eyes at all.

Even though he was just a Human Emperor, and the cold-faced man opposite was a Heavenly Destiny Fifth Realm Sword Emperor!

"What?"

The Dragon Sword Mansion disciples each felt they misheard.

Who is letting whom go?

Even the Eastern Spirit Domain martial artists were dumbfounded, nearly fainting in shock.

This Senior Brother Ling, does he understand the situation?

Does the current strength of Eastern Spirit Domain allow him to be so arrogant?

To propose that Long Tengyuan break his own arm and kneel to apologize?

Is this a complete declaration of war with Dragon Sword Mansion?

"Hahahaha, brat, that’s the biggest joke I’ve ever heard in my life. Considering you amused me, I’ve decided to leave you a whole corpse!"

The cold-faced man couldn’t help but laugh heartily. Though fearless, to say something so foolish at this point, one could only think this guy’s brain wasn’t very sharp.

"Wait!"

Long Tengyuan’s eyes flashed with cold light, staring at Ling Feng, coldly saying, "Just relying on you, daring to ask me to break my arm and kneel to apologize? You truly have guts!"

The cold-faced man glanced back at Long Tengyuan, casually asking, "How does Junior Brother Long intend to teach this brat a lesson?"

"Kneel, eat the mud under my master’s feet, or else, I’ll make sure you can’t live nor die!"

Long Tengyuan’s expression twisted, the originally handsome face almost looked terrifying like an Evil Ghost.

"Since Junior Brother Long says so, brat, you just do as he wishes."

The cold-faced man snarled, "Don’t try to resist. With your abilities, you’re merely a slightly stronger ant before me."

Facing the cold-faced man’s aggressive approach and Long Tengyuan’s hysteria, Ling Feng remained unfazed, calmly saying, "I’ll say it one last time, kneel, apologize! Then break your own arm and swear to never cause trouble for Eastern Spirit Domain martial artists again, I can consider letting you leave alive!"

Suddenly, everyone’s face was filled with astonishment, all shocked by Ling Feng’s words.

"Brat, you best know when to stop, this joke is too funny!" The cold-faced man frowned, already losing patience.

"Is it? Soon, you won’t be able to laugh."

Ling Feng chuckled, slowly unsheathing the Ten Directions Annihilation.

As the sword was drawn inch by inch, an overwhelmingly powerful Sword Intent rose from Ling Feng, fiercely sharp, seemingly piercing through the Void, slicing everything around.

Except for the cold-faced man, everyone felt as if submerged in a Sword Qi ocean, severe stings swept through their bodies, unbearably painful, as if suffering from lingchi.

"Hmm? What a sword! Kid, I want it!"

But the cold-faced man stared at the Ten Directions Annihilation that Ling Feng had already drawn, his eyes filled with light.

With his Eye Power, he could see at a glance that this sword in Ling Feng’s hand was not ordinary, even surpassing typical Immortal Artifacts!

"You want it? Do you have the life to take it?"

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed coldly, his gaze fixed on the cold-faced man, as if looking at a dead person!