Silence!
A haunting silence enveloped the entire world!
Zhang Luoyu stood there, his face shifting from stupefied to shocked, as though he had seen a ghost, utterly at a loss.
The Dragon Lion was his ace, his trump card. When it came time to negotiate, he intended to unleash Thunder Prison to intimidate the cityâs rulers, making them cautious and putting them at a disadvantage.
But now...
He hadnât even spoken a word before Thunder Prison was trampled underfoot, struggling helplessly, no longer resembling a top-tier beast.
"My brother asked me to bring Thunder Prison here, not just to protect me, but to temper the cityâs arrogance. Yet now, Thunder Prison is suppressed like this. Wang Feng was right; this place is indeed full of hidden talents. I must change my plans!"
Zhang Luoyuâs thoughts were sharp and his vision keen; he knew when to act fierce like a lone wolf, but when faced with strength, he curbed his temper, becoming as docile as a rabbit. You could say he had the patience for a long-term scheme, or you might call it adaptability.
"Phew..."
Zhang Luoyu took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"I didnât expect such a formidable master here. Itâs all a misunderstanding. Thunder Prison has a bad temperament and accidentally angered you. Iâm asking for your indulgence."
Saying this, Zhang Luoyu looked at Chen Feng, hoping to plead for the Dragon Lion.
However, Chen Feng didnât even glance at Zhang Luoyu, completely ignoring him, continuing to reprimand the Thunder Prison Dragon Lion coldly.
"Will you become a watchdog? Or die here and now? My patience is limited. If you donât respond, Iâll cut off your limbs and hang you from a tree to slowly feel the despair of death!"
A murderous heat wave, like a scorching knife, sliced the Dragon Lionâs flesh bit by bit with unbearable pressure.
Even though the Dragon Lion was a Silver Beast, the heat wave seemed to pierce its heart, making it feel as though its entire body was being scorched.
"Submit or not?!"
With his voice resonating tightly in his throat, Chen Feng shouted in a low tone, his Flame Demon form erupting like a volcano, overwhelming the surroundings.
The struggling Dragon Lion froze completely!
Feeling the heat wave from beneath Chen Fengâs feet, this fierce Dimensional Creature finally felt fear, its roaring voice transforming into a whimper.
"Awoo..."
After a moment, a difficult sound emerged from the Dragon Lionâs mouth.
Submission!
It was like a defeated general, all its sharp edges ground down under the threat of death, not daring to make any move again!
This creature, initially proud and unyielding with dragon-like majesty, would never surrender even if killed, had finally been subdued under Chen Fengâs powerful pressure, adorned with the grievances of the dying Red Dragon.
"Hm?" Hearing the Dragon Lion concede, Chen Feng withdrew his foot, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth: "Knowing the right moment makes a hero of you. Youâre a strong one, and this saying fits you too. From now on, redeem yourself by being a watchdog here, to wear away your malice!"
"Wei Xun, come out and rope it!" Chen Feng raised his head, speaking toward the tightly shut door.
"Creak..."
The once dusty door opened, and a figure emerged, holding a thick rope, with a cold gleam in their eyes, clearly also a Silver-level master!
Especially notable were the faint roars emanating from his arm as if countless beastsâ souls were imprisoned, echoing with haunting cries.
Wei Xun approached from afar, with every step a phantom beast appeared on his arm.
Bear!
Tiger!
Elephant!
When he reached the Dragon Lion, the souls of these beasts numbered in the dozens, and they gradually coalesced into a single, uniquely terrifying creature.
This monster hovered over Wei Xunâs arm, fixating intently on the Dragon Lion, an amalgamation of over a dozen beastsâ ferocity, extremely formidable!
Nurtured in Yang Zhengâs Beast Corps, Wei Xun naturally imposed authority over beasts. Now, with the Dragon Lion already subdued by Chen Feng and this monsterâs glare, it abandoned fantasies, burying its head deeply in the ground, allowing them to rope its neck.
Surrendered?
Itâs surrendered?
Now, the most surprised of all was Zhang Luoyu, his eyes bulging as if theyâd pop out, utterly speechless.
His brotherâs mightiest beast, channeling his ambitions, having consumed countless exotic treasures, was essentially his lifeblood. If Thunder Prison was taken, his brother would surely kill him!
"Wait!"
Realizing this, Zhang Luoyu ignored his fear, hurriedly taking a step forward.
"Thereâs a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding. My brother is Zhang Xueyuan, renowned Beast Tamer of the Bridge East. Thunder Prison is my brotherâs beast. Release it, name your priceâfood, weapons, if not those, how about women? Socialites, aristocrats, whatever you want, Iâll find for you!"
Zhang Luoyu was now thoroughly flustered, his words jumbled and erratic.
Thunder Prison cannot be lost; itâs his brotherâs heart and soul. If truly tamed by them, his brotherâs status may be impacted!
Return it to you?
This time Chen Feng finally turned, glaring at the advancing Zhang Luoyu with a sinister expression: "This place is Order, everyone must obey its rules. Wei Xun, what penalty for reckless actions at the campâs gate?"
Wei Xun bared his shark-like teeth, replying deeply: "Death penalty!"
Without expression, Chen Feng turned his gaze back to the Dragon Lion, full of murderous intent: "Want to redeem yourself? Nowâs the chance, sever ties with the past! What are you waiting for, act now!"
What was unreasonable?
This was truly unreasonable!
Once somethingâs in my possession, itâs mine. Want to take it? Then youâre fighting me for it!
Anyone acting against me is an enemy, and enemies must be obliterated, leaving no survivors!
"Awoo..."
Beasts, like humans, donât hold emotion when survivalâs at stake. Just like now, to show Chen Feng loyalty, the Dragon Lion let out a thunderous roar, charging towards Zhang Luoyu.
With the Dragon Lionâs move, it was as quick as wind and thunder, its body creating a whirlwind, tearing sharply through the air, its razor-like claws aimed at Zhang Luoyuâs head.
"Slash!"
A ripping sound.
Dead?
Not long ago, a man arrogantly proclaimed heâd trample Order beneath him, and now his head was ripped apart, lifeless as can be...