Chapter 661: Complete Domination!

"The eleventh prince has been defeated! Does anyone else from the Tianyang Empire still want to challenge me?"

On the stage, Ling Feng stood proudly, his posture resembling that of an invincible war god. His dominant presence left the audience in awe, especially the young women from the crowd who couldn't contain their excitement. They covered their mouths and shouted confessions like, "Ling Feng, I love you!"

Qiao Qiao widened her bright eyes, covering her small mouth with her hand. She turned to Yue Yunlan in shock, exclaiming, "Miss, this guy is really, really, really amazing!"

She recalled the first time she saw Ling Feng, back when he wasn't even at the Pulse Formation Realm. Yet, in just over a year, he had grown so powerful.

Yue Yunlan pressed her lips together as she watched the proud figure standing on the stage. Her eyes sparkled, but no one knew what thoughts lingered in her mind.

"

Hehe...

" Qiao Qiao giggled when she saw Yue Yunlan in a daze. "Miss, didn't you say your future husband had to be stronger than you? This guy surely qualifies now, doesn't he?"

"Stop with your nonsense," Yue Yunlan scolded Qiao Qiao lightly, casting a quick glance at her. Then, her gaze returned to Ling Feng on the stage.

As the setting sun cast its warm rays, Ling Feng's robe, now tinged with red, fluttered slightly in the breeze. He stood there, and although the geniuses from the Tianyang Empire glared at him with anger, none dared to step forward.

Even the eleventh prince had been defeated, so what could they do?

Although there were still some powerful warriors left in the Tianyang Empire, Ling Feng now possessed the fire seed of the Mystical Yellow Flame. If he were to unleash it, he would be just as formidable as the Eleventh Prince. Who would want to march to their death?

"General Xiahou, it seems your empire has lost this time," Grand Commandant Li said as he narrowed his eyes with a satisfied smile. He rose, cupping his fists toward Xiahou Lie. "I hope your empire will honor the agreement and hand over the city lord seals of the three cities."

The emperor of Tianbai also smiled slightly. Though the battle had been tense, thanks to this boy, Ling Feng, appearing at the last moment, they were able to turn the tide.

"

Hmph,

the Tianyang Empire hasn't lost yet!" Xiahou Lie gritted his teeth hard, remembering the emperor's command to win at all costs. Failure was not an option. If they lost, he was to return with his head in his hands.

"Go, Lei Biao!"

Xiahou Lie's voice was grim as he shouted at the Tianyang Empire's martial artists. "Kill that brat!"

"

Uh...

"

A towering young man, as solid as an iron tower, hesitated. His face stiffened as he mumbled, "General, that guy... He has the Mystical Yellow Flame."

"

Hmph,

so what if he has the Mystical Yellow Flame? He just obtained it and still needs time to refine it. Now is the best chance to kill him! Do it before he fully controls the flame!"

"Alright then!"

A cold gleam flashed in Lei Biao's eyes as he dragged his massive sword—almost as tall as him—onto the stage. The sword's long hilt nearly matched the length of an ordinary three-foot-long sword. It scraped along the ground with a heavy, ominous sound, like a mountain bearing down on everyone present.

Ling Feng raised his head slightly, casting a brief glance at Lei Biao. He shook his head and said, "Do you think that just because I haven't fully refined the Mystical Yellow Flame, you can defeat me?"

"Defeat you?

Hehe,

my mission is to kill you!" Lei Biao growled with a low voice. He unleashed a terrifying force like that of a primordial beast, and his body exuded a thick, bloodthirsty aura. The faint scent of blood in the air revealed that this man was undoubtedly a ruthless killer, one who took lives without hesitation.

Ling Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes grew cold.

Another evildoer. Today, I will rid the world of this menace!

"

Roar!

"

Lei Biao let out a deafening cry, swinging his massive sword viciously toward Ling Feng. The sword, like a mighty mountain, smashed down with incredible force, filling the audience with a sense of dread.

Ling Feng stepped aside lightly, executing the Boundless Sword Steps and effortlessly dodging the attack. Lei Biao's sword slammed into the bluestone floor of the arena, leaving a massive crater. The sheer power of the strike was on full display.

"

Hiss!

Such terrifying strength!"

The audience gasped in unison. The arena, reinforced by advanced formations and inscriptions, was tough enough to withstand blows even from Spiritual Element Realm experts. Yet, Lei Biao's attack had cracked the ground to such an extent.

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, somewhat impressed.

This guy isn't far off Jiang Xiaofan in terms of raw strength.

"You want to compete in strength?"

Ling Feng smirked coldly, activating the Mountain Destroying Transformation from the Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art.

The Eight Desolations Art consisted of four transformations: Mountain Shaking, Earth Splitting, Mountain Destroying, and Sky Breaking Transformation. During his time in the Nanjiang Demon Domain, Ling Feng had tirelessly killed numerous demonic beasts, refining their bloodlines to strengthen himself.

Recently, he had successfully advanced from Earth Splitting Transformation to Mountain Destroying Transformation, significantly enhancing the toughness of his body.

In an instant, Ling Feng's student robes stretched and ripped, revealing his perfectly chiseled muscles that were sharp and defined like they had been carved from stone.

"Come at me!"

Ling Feng waved nonchalantly at the Tianyang Empire's martial artists. "You all can come at me together. This brute alone isn't enough to make it interesting."

The crowd erupted into a frenzy. Many spectators gulped nervously.

One man, one sword, and he was challenging all the experts of the Tianyang Empire. His arrogance was boundless, and his dominance was unmatched!

"What!? Ling Feng is actually challenging all the Tianyang Empire's top warriors by himself?"

"No wonder he's the fiercest in the imperial capital! So ruthless!"

"

Haha,

Brother Feng never disappoints. He's just too cool!"

"Arrogant!" Lei Biao's bloodshot eyes flared with rage as he roared, "I alone am enough to crush you!"

"Is that so?"

Ling Feng smiled slightly and did something outrageous. He put away his Eradicator of Realms!

He casually blew on his palm, walking leisurely across the stage as if taking a stroll. This was in stark contrast to Lei Biao, who charged at him like a rampaging beast.

"You're asking to die!" Lei Biao bellowed, his body surging forward, swinging his giant sword fiercely. "Die!"

This sword strike carried the terrifying power of a primordial beast and it was aimed directly at Ling Feng's shoulder, as if to cleave him in half.

Smack!

There was no sound of the sword landing, no bones breaking, and no blood splattering. Instead, what rang out was the crisp, unmistakable sound of a slap.

Before the audience could even comprehend what had happened, a loud crash followed as something heavy hit the ground. A cloud of dust rose, obscuring the stage.

Moments later, the dust cleared, revealing Ling Feng standing proudly at the center of the stage. Lei Biao, however, was sprawled on the ground like a lifeless dog, barely clinging to life.

With a single slap, Ling Feng had knocked Lei Biao out!

"Wh-what just happened?" Xiahou Lie's face twisted in disbelief, the muscles on his face twitching uncontrollably. "This is impossible!"

Everyone had focused on the power of the Mystical Yellow Flame and overlooked Ling Feng's personal strength.

In truth, even without the Mystical Yellow Flame, Ling Feng could have easily defeated the Eleventh Prince in a direct fight!