"Looking for death!"
Zhou Yanâs face twisted with rage, his fist gathering terrifying power, bursting with radiant green light, mercilessly pounding toward Feng Wuchen.
However, before Zhou Yanâs fist could hit Feng Wuchen, his expression drastically changed, overwhelmed by a sudden fear that surged through him, causing cold sweat to pour down.
The fist he had thrown dared not move an inch.
Because, without his knowledge, Feng Wuchenâs index finger was already pointed at Zhou Yanâs brow.
As a Three-Star God Venerable, Zhou Yan had no room for error.
Just as Feng Wuchen said, killing Zhou Yan would be as easy as a single move.
Zhou Yan was well aware that if his fist moved, he would surely die.
"So fast! I didnât see it at all!"
"Itâs terrifying! I never imagined this kidâs strength was so powerful."
"We all underestimated him! If not for his immense power, how could he dare venture alone into the depths of Beast Spirit Mountain?"
The surrounding warriors were all filled with shock and fear at this moment.
"Sun and Moon Templeâs genius disciple? Not so great after all." Feng Wuchen mocked as he looked at the terrified Zhou Yan.
"..." Zhou Yan didnât dare speak at this moment, fearing Feng Wuchen would kill him.
Thinking staying silent would keep him safe?
Naive!
"Smack!"
Feng Wuchen slapped him directly, the force so great that even as a Three-Star God Venerable, blood oozed from the corner of Zhou Yanâs mouth.
Zhou Yanâs expression was extremely ugly, his fists clenched tight, wishing he could grind Feng Wuchen into dust.
Zhou Yan had resolved that if he survived, he would undoubtedly retaliate against Feng Wuchen with thunderous force.
"What? Not convinced, eh?" Seeing Zhou Yanâs gloomy face, Feng Wuchen said coldly, and another slap followed.
"Smack!"
"Spurt!"
This slap from Feng Wuchen was even stronger, with a crisp sound, causing Zhou Yan to spew blood, several teeth flying out, and he was sent flying more than ten meters away.
"If I donât kill you, Iâm not human!" Zhou Yan raged inwardly, the overwhelming killing intent already gathering within him; those two slaps were a colossal humiliation to him!
"Smack!"
Feng Wuchen flashed and delivered another slap.
In front of Feng Wuchen, Zhou Yan was like an ant, not daring to fight back at all.
"Smack, smack, smack!"
A dozen slaps later, Zhou Yanâs face was swollen like a pigâs head, utterly miserable.
"And you think you can covet my storage ring?" Feng Wuchen sneered, his gaze then sweeping over the surrounding warriors, asking, "Who wants to covet my storage ring? Stand forth."
No one spoke, no one dared stand forth.
Feng Wuchenâs instantaneous strike had already intimidated them enough, not to mention his relentless beating of Zhou Yan.
Without seeing through Feng Wuchenâs cultivation level, who the hell dared to act rashly?
Moreover, Feng Wuchen was not even afraid, knowing Zhou Yan was a disciple of Sun and Moon Temple, which indicated that the force backing Feng Wuchen was no weaker than that of Sun and Moon Temple.
"Please, have mercy." A burly man quickly approached, his attitude sincere.
"Master, Sun and Moon Temple are the enemies of Miss Mu Honglian and her people, didnât you say youâd help them? Why not leave him to them? The small Sun and Moon Temple will be destroyed by Mu Honglian sooner or later," the Dragon God Sword sent a voice.
"Please, have mercy, my junior brother was indeed impulsive," the burly man spoke again.
After a glance at the burly man, Feng Wuchen slowly retracted his hand, saying, "Because of your actions, you saved your junior brotherâs life."
"Thank you!" the burly man cupped his fists gratefully, finally easing his heart.
If not for the burly man trying to stop Zhou Yan earlier, Zhou Yan would already be a dead man.
"I can kill you like slaughtering a dog, understand? It was your senior brother who saved you." Feng Wuchen coldly said to Zhou Yan, then flew away.
Once Feng Wuchen left, Zhou Yan finally relaxed, feeling as if the pressure on him from Feng Wuchen had almost crushed him.
But this did not mean Zhou Yan would let it go.
"Junior brother..." The burly man was about to speak when Zhou Yan interrupted, "Senior brother, donât say anything more, Iâve decided, this kid must die!"
"Junior brother, that person is not simple, his background is definitely significant, listen to your senior brotherâs advice, let it be," the burly man advised.
"Senior brother, donât dissuade me, I canât swallow this!" Zhou Yan said venomously, not allowing a single word of rebuttal.
Zhou Yanâs face turned extremely gloomy, almost dripping water, his whole body was enveloped in killing intent.
"That kid is probably as good as dead, provoking Zhou Yan, the consequences are grave."
"That kid probably doesnât know that Zhou Yan is not just a genius disciple of Sun and Moon Temple, his grandfather is an elder of the Sun and Moon Temple."
"Offend Zhou Yan, and youâll live no more!"
The surrounding warriors shook their heads, already passing a death sentence on Feng Wuchen.
Zhou Yan formed a seal with one hand, sending the message back to Sun and Moon Temple.
"Junior brother, think twice, if this delays matters, you might have to wait half a year to advance to Four-Star God Venerable," the burly man reminded.
"As long as I kill this brat, what does it matter if I wait another half year? I, Zhou Yan, will definitely repay todayâs humiliation tenfold!" Zhou Yan declared viciously.
"Ah, junior brother, I hope you donât regret your decision," the burly man sighed.
Feng Wuchen gave him an incredibly fearful feeling; in the burly manâs view, Feng Wuchen was not someone Sun and Moon Temple could provoke.
After Zhou Yanâs message reached Sun and Moon Temple, the Second Elder was furious with thunder.
"Second Elder, what has you so enraged?" the First Elder asked, high-level members all turning their eyes toward the Second Elder.
The Hall Master said, "Second Elder, what happened?"
"Outrageous! How dare they touch this old manâs beloved grandson! They simply disregard Sun and Moon Temple!" the Second Elder roared in fury.
"Oh? Something like this?" The Hall Master slightly furrowed his brow, a bit taken aback.
"Who is so bold? Daring to bully Sun and Moon Temple, do they really think Sun and Moon Temple is without anyone?" a high-level member angrily said with a sullen face.
"Since they dare to touch our Sun and Moon Templeâs genius disciple, they should be prepared to withstand Sun and Moon Templeâs wrath!" another high-level member said coldly.
"Second Elder, leave this matter to me, I want to see whoâs so arrogant to dare touch our Sun and Moon Temple people, Iâll make sure theyâre annihilated!" a Divine Venerate said.
The Second Elder said coldly, "Capture him alive, I want to see his regretful face! And personally kill him!"
"Yes! Second Elder!" the Divine Venerate respectfully replied, immediately leading people to Beast Spirit Mountain.
The Hall Master of Sun and Moon Temple said, "Daring to enter the depths of Beast Spirit Mountain, this person should not be simple."
"Zhang Mo, you go, Iâm worried about unexpected events."
"Yes, Hall Master," Zhang Mo respectfully replied, instantly disappearing.
"Father, why not let me go?" the young master of Sun and Moon Temple asked in confusion.
"Your Father just received news that someone from the Holy Realm is coming, youâve just emerged from retreat, prepare for the coming days, go visit the Divine Spirit Clan, maintain good relations, this benefits our Sun and Moon Temple, with the support of Divine Spirit Clan, what is Emperor Tianhun?" the Hall Master said casually.