Chapter 172: Han Feng Coughs Blood Bow Before Me
Wu Tian's words plunged the entire hall into silence.
Every single person present stared at him with wide eyes. Where did this young man get the confidence to say such a thing?
No matter how special or extraordinary he was, he was still just a boy.
What made him think he could stand before the sovereigns of Black Corner Region and utter such outrageous words?
Han Feng's expression turned livid. He had just declared the establishment of the Black Alliance the strongest force in Black Corner Region.
And now, someone was openly provoking him?
Even if this boy possessed the ancient map fragment, his fate was sealed he would die.
BANG!
Han Feng slammed his palm onto the table. A wave of deep blue Dou Qi exploded from his body, filling the hall with an overwhelming pressure.
The intensity of his nine star Dou Huang aura, combined with his reputation as the Medicine Emperor, caused even the strongest fighters to shudder involuntarily.
Han Feng narrowed his eyes, a cold smirk forming on his lips. A deep blue flame ignited in his hand, and as soon as it appeared, the temperature in the hall soared drastically.
"Boy, I don't care whose young master you are," Han Feng sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "This is Black Corner Region. Here, you follow our rules."
"If you know what's good for you, hand over the map fragment and its secrets. Otherwise, my Sea Heart Flame will burn your very bones to ashes!"
Wu Tian smirked.
"Ranked 15th on the Heavenly Flame list, Little Sea Heart Flame, is it?" He said indifferently.
"But even that isn't enough to threaten me. Your old master, Yao Zun zhe, couldn't harm me even with his Bone Spirit Cold Flame so what makes you think a brat like you can?"
"SLAP!"
A crisp sound echoed through the hall.
Before anyone could react
BOOM!
The mighty Medicine Emperor, Han Feng, was slapped into the ground with such force that a massive crater formed beneath him.
For a moment, the room was completely still.
The once dignified and powerful Han Feng was now sprawled on the ground, his face buried in the dirt as if he were eating mud.
Silence.
Dead silence.
Even Golden Silver Elders, who were known to be on par with a Dou Zong, were left utterly dumbfounded.
Their jaws nearly dropped as they stared at Han Feng who was now in a dog eating shit posture.
A terrifying realization swept through the room:
Han Feng… had been smacked into the ground with a single slap.
Wu Tian calmly wiped his hand on his robe as if getting rid of filth, then curled his lips in disgust.
"Tsk. Who gave you the guts to steal my fruit?"
The entire room fell into a deafening silence.
Everyone was in shock.
Who the hell was this young man?
To be able to casually swat away a nine star Dou Huang like a mere fly…
Could it be that he was a legendary Dou Zun?
But… wasn't he too young?
Han Feng, still lying face down, trembled in fury.
"Kill him… KILL HIM!"
With a ferocious roar, he leapt out of the crater, his silver teeth gritted tightly.
But this time, the Black Alliance members hesitated.
Everyone had seen it clearly Wu Tian slapped Han Feng into the ground effortlessly.
If he could do that to Han Feng… then what about them?
They weren't suicidal.
Han Feng, seeing his own subordinates frozen in fear, felt a surge of rage and humiliation rise in his chest.
"PUH!"
He coughed out a mouthful of blood.
As he tasted iron in his mouth, he finally understood.
All of this everything had been part of Wu Tian's plan from the very start.
He had spent so much time, so much effort, plotting to unite Black Corner Region.
But in the end…
He had simply gathered all the powerhouses together only for Wu Tian to take them all for himself.
How ridiculous. How pathetic.
Wu Tian, watching Han Feng spit blood, clicked his tongue.
"Tsk, Yao Chen's disciples really love coughing up blood, huh?"
He rubbed his chin, analyzing Han Feng's condition.
"The way you sprayed that out… identical to your old master."
"Hah! Did he teach you his blood spraying technique along with alchemy? It's quite… artistic. Maybe that's how he seduced women?"
Han Feng's face contorted with hatred.
Gritting his teeth, he snarled, "Who the hell are you? What level is your strength? Why do you know about my master, Yao Zun zhe? And why do you slander me as his murderer?"
Wu Tian scoffed.
Then, slowly, he stood up.
Raising his right hand, he summoned two flames one icy white, the other deep green which flickered ominously in his palm.
Han Feng's pupils shrunk to pinpoints.
"Bone Spirit Cold Flame… AND Green Lotus Core Flame?!"
His voice trembled.
"Y You… You possess FEN JUE?!"
Wu Tian snorted.
"Fen Jue?"
"Hah. That's nothing more than a tiny fragment of what I discarded."
Han Feng's face twisted in horror.
Wu Tian continued indifferently.
"Yao Chen? That little guy isn't even worthy of being my disciple."
"The Bone Spirit Cold Flame? He gave it to me willingly."
"As for his new disciple his name is Xiao Yan, not me."
The hall fell into an even deeper silence.
Even the strongest fighters present felt their knees go weak.
Who was this man?
Calling a Dou Zun like Yao Chen… a little guy?!
This wasn't human this was a monster.
"SLAP!"
Han Feng was slapped into the dirt again.
Wu Tian let out a cold laugh.
"You don't deserve to know my real identity."
"But…"
"I'll tell you who I am right now."
He lifted his chin slightly, his eyes cold and indifferent.
"I am Wu Tian, the Guardian Elder of the Serpent Tribe."
"As for my strength?"
He smiled.
"Well… I barely managed to restore myself to a tiny little Dou Zong."
"But… even that is more than enough to make you all kneel before me."
BOOM!
An explosive wave of Dou Qi erupted from Wu Tian's body.
At the same time, the two flames in his hand fused transforming into a horrifyingly pure, blue white inferno.
As the terrifying energy spread outward, even the air itself seemed to burn away into nothingness.
Then…
CRACK!
The very foundation of the auction hall began to disintegrate into ashes.
Within seconds
The entire Eight Gates Auction House was reduced to nothingness.
…
(End of Chapter)
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