Chapter 505: Chapter 169: You Take the Lead, I Follow—Co-Ruling the Western Pole, How About It?

"Barbarian King? What Barbarian King?"

The clan leaders of the five tribes initially wore expressions of disdain, but upon seeing the blaze beyond the railing, their faces turned serious. They each rushed outside, gazing at the fireball suspended in mid-air.

The blazing fire was a heat they were all too familiar with, for it was a temperature imprinted deep within their bloodlines.

The light from the fireball brightened the night as if it were day. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The original residents of Chuyun City hid inside their homes in fear, yet some, driven by insatiable curiosity, crowded at the windows, peering out through the gaps.

Under the fireball, hundreds of barbarian soldiers were emerging, led by Zhenyan Xiong of the Zhenyan Clan.

Tongrong Hu twisted his neck, his metallic sheen appearing especially glaring in the firelight. He looked at Zhenyan Xiong and asked, "What’s going on here?"

Zhenyan Xiong replied, "Great Clan Leader Tongrong, didn’t you want to witness our clan’s Grand Elder?

Well, he’s right before you now.

However, he is no longer the Grand Elder, but the Barbarian King of our Nine Flames Clan!"

"Barbarian King? No one has ever borne such a title. For thousands of years, there has never been one." Tongrong Hu spoke not arrogantly nor indifferently, just in a tone of normal curiosity, trying to further understand the visitor’s confidence.

Yet among the barbarians, those whose brains are all muscle are not few.

At this moment, the clan leader of the Hongjing Clan, Hongjing Kun, standing beside Tongrong Hu, suddenly laughed aloud, "Who is this, a pretty boy married into the Zhenyan from these weaklings outside."

Tongrong Hu was stunned, and so was Zhenyan Xiong...

These two belonged to the more intelligent among the clan leaders. They were in the middle of conversing, probing, and testing, never expecting the Hongjing Clan’s leader to suddenly speak such insults.

The Nine Flames Clan respects strength and is also xenophobic.

But in the past, because they had always lived in the Frozen Soil, they were somewhat cautious.

However, ever since they ventured outside and saw the feebleness of the exterior, many have started undergoing changes in mentality.

Arrogance, recklessness, lack of reverence are accurate depictions of these people.

Now, this Hongjing Clan leader is clearly such a person.

However, just as he finished speaking and before Tongrong Hu could respond, the fireball in the air immediately flew over.

A high temperature surged faceward.

Unaware of his impending doom, Hongjing Kun roared, grabbed a giant axe, and leapt into the air, transforming into a whirlwind that sliced at the fireball with a "whoosh."

"Prepare to die!"

He shouted.

Yet, his whirlwind, which turned into a giant silver disc, abruptly halted.

It was like an ant trying to shake a tree, a mantis trying to block a chariot...

The giant axe, upon slicing into the fireball, suddenly froze, motionless.

Li Yuan calmly grabbed the giant axe. The intense flames were released instantly, melting the giant axe, then pushing it forward...

The molten metal transformed into a wave, splashing onto Hongjing Kun’s head in an instant.

Yet this clan leader had first-rate resilience, quickly twisting his head, trying to fling off the molten liquid.

But in the next moment, the fireball approached him, and a hand reached out from the fire, entering the molten metal.

Five fingers clenched tightly onto Hongjing Kun’s face.

Hongjing Kun started to struggle, kicking and punching in mid-air, trying to viciously kick Li Yuan.

As he kicked, his foot caught fire.

As he slapped, his palm ignited.

Slowly, Hongjing Kun stopped retaliating, becoming a man of fire, his hands even clasped together, repeatedly bowing in the air, seemingly pleading for mercy.

It’s just a pity his face was held by Li Yuan, making it impossible to speak his pleas, or else he might have tried to peel away the molten metal, admit his wrongdoing, and beg for forgiveness...

Li Yuan just hung there, gripping the Hongjing Clan leader with a brutality that would chill even the bravest barbarian, slowly killing him.

Hongjing Kun’s life force was extremely strong, but the stronger it was, the more painful it was now.

The agony of the molten metal slowly seeping into his seven orifices, his body steadily cooking from the heat, was akin to dismemberment by a thousand cuts for an ordinary person.

And more ironically, this molten metal came from his own axe.

His axe had slain countless people, and now... it was his turn.

Li Yuan just watched him struggle wildly, listening to his faint, thread-like screams escape through the gaps of his palm, yet he never loosened his grip.

To conquer the brutal Ice Barbarians, one must be more brutal than they are.

Politeness? Humility?

In the eyes of the barbarians, that was a sign of weakness.

If you give an inch, you’ll be pushed ten.

If you show weakness, someone will bully you tenfold.

This was the reason for his tyrannical brutality at this moment.

If he truly wished to turn the Barbarian Race into his own backyard, he must play this role, even if he himself was not fond of it.

Of course, there was another reason he was reluctant to admit: along his journey, he had seen too much devastation, too many human skins hanging high on city walls, too many people enslaved as beasts... the actions of these barbarians incensed him.

’If Sister Yan were here, she would probably want to slaughter all these barbarians,’ Li Yuan mused silently.

As this thought floated by, the struggles from his hand grew weaker and weaker, nearing death.

Suddenly, someone among the barbarians spoke up: "If you wish to become the Great Barbarian King, you must earn the support of our clan leaders.

This is the Hongjing Clan’s leader, let him go first!

Otherwise, you can forget about becoming the Great Barbarian King!"

As the voice faded, Li Yuan glanced over, seeing it was an exceedingly handsome Ice Barbarian.

This Ice Barbarian was none other than the White Deer Clan leader—Bailu Feng.

Bailu Feng leaned toward the ’Wise Ones’ of the Nine Flames Clan.

The reason for being considered a ’Wise One’ was that he had learned some cunning ways from outsiders in his early years, otherwise, he wouldn’t have spoken such words now.

As Bailu Feng seemed to sense Li Yuan’s gaze, he hurriedly shrank behind another strong man with eyes like burning coals, while calling out, "Don’t forget, you’re just an outsider!"