"Tonight, not a single member of the Yan Clan shall remain!"
Shi Feng spoke indifferently, sentencing the several thousand members of the Yan Clan Tribe to death.
The Yan Clan Tribe, even their strongest Clan Leader Yan Lie, had died by Shi Feng's hand. With Shi Feng's current power, he indeed had the right to control their fate.
And just as Shi Feng's words echoed, the thousands from the Yan Clan immediately became restless.
With Yan Lie dead, they were now like a dragon without a head.
Following this, flames turned to figures, turning and scattering like birds and beasts, shooting off in all directions.
To survive, the Yan people chose to flee, distancing themselves from this God of Slaughter.
In an instant, this world became even more chaotic.
But Shi Feng, looking at the chaotic crowd ahead, made no further moves, his expression remained calm.
Watching the chaotic crowd, a playful expression slowly spread across Shi Feng's face, like a cat watching mice scatter.
