"Who is it, trying to scam us for food and drink again?"

The voice came from afar, growing closer, and in the next moment, a figure flashed past. A young man in a purple robe gracefully descended, landing among the ranks of the Purple Dragon Hall.

"Long Fei!"

"Junior Brother Long Fei!"

The disciples of the Purple Dragon Hall were all immensely excited, even the Demon Kings and Demon Emperors of the Purple Dragon Hall could not help but feel a surge of excitement.

With Long Fei's appearance, perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

After all, even though Long Fei's cultivation was not high, he could easily defeat experts like Chi Gui.

It must be noted that before Chi Gui was injured by Ling Feng, he was basically among the top three elite disciples of the Dark Dragon Palace.

Moreover, Ling Feng carried the aura of the Chaos Beast. A Demon Clan with the Chaos Bloodline, when facing any other bloodline, would not be suppressed but would, on the contrary, suppress others everywhere.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Chaos Bloodline.

So, if Long Fei confronted that Ao Han of the Cold Flood Dragon Clan, there might still be a chance.

"Long Fei, you're finally back!"

Bai Ling'er looked at Ling Feng with a face full of joy. Although he was two days late for the agreed time, he hadn't missed it altogether.

The defeat of the Dark Dragon Palace at the hands of the Nether Dragon Holy Hall was secondary, but the purpose of Long Fei meeting the Demon Emperor might be in vain.

"Mm, I am back."

Ling Feng chuckled freely. With his strength breaking through once again, he had enough confidence. If he were to face a master like Chi Gui now, even without using Qiankun Chaos, he could easily deal with him using the Chaos True Body.

"Damn it!"

When Yin Xue saw Ling Feng appear, his expression completely froze. He had already said his piece, and now he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

As for eating shit?

As the dignified Silver Wolf Young Master, he would never eat shit!

Never!

Taking advantage of the disciples of the Purple Dragon Hall crowding around, Yin Xue quickly shrank back, preparing to slip away.

However, his actions couldn't escape Ling Feng's eyes.

If it were someone else, it might be let go, but since Yin Xue was the descendant of the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor, he would have to eat this shit.

"I say, Silver Wolf Young Master."

Ling Feng deliberately dragged out his voice, crossed his arms, and said with a pout, "What was it someone said just a moment ago, that if I appeared, he'd eat something?"

Ling Feng turned to look at the disciples of the Purple Dragon Hall behind him, put his hand to his ear, and with a playful smile asked, "Brothers, what was it that Silver Wolf Young Master said he would eat?"

"Eat shit!"

The disciples of Purple Dragon Hall burst into laughter.

"Louder, I can't hear you!"

Ling Feng exaggeratedly laughed.

"Eat! Shit!"

The disciples of Purple Dragon Hall shouted at the top of their lungs while Bai Ling'er bit her lip, trying to suppress her laughter but ultimately couldn't hold it back and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, Long Fei, I really admire you!"

Yin Xue's face turned sour, more so than a latrine, as he glared at Ling Feng, saying through gritted teeth, "Hmph, it was just a joke by this Young Master. Even if you're here, so what? With trash like you, you dare to compete with Ao Han?"

"Oh? I'm trash?"

Ling Feng shrugged, "If I'm trash, then what does that make you, who lost to trash? A useless dog?"

"You..."

Yin Xue's eyes widened in anger, "Long Fei, don't push it too far!"

"Alright, alright." Ling Feng raised an eyebrow, saying calmly, "Whether you're a useless dog or not, everyone is clear about it. But you said you would eat shit, that was your own promise, no one forced you."

Yin Xue clenched his fists tightly, "Hmph, I already said, it was just a joke! A joke!"

"Sorry, I'm a very straightforward person. What do you mean by joke? I don't understand at all."

Ling Feng coldly stared at Yin Xue, bared his teeth, and sneered, "If you don't eat shit willingly, I'll beat the shit out of you!"

Startled by Ling Feng's gaze, Yin Xue shivered, bluffing, "Long Fei, you... do you think this is just any place, where you can do as you please?"

Speaking, Yin Xue moved closer to the accompanying Demon Emperor of the Red Dragon Hall, thinking, how dare Ling Feng act recklessly with a Demon Emperor present?

"Shocking Eye Tribulation!"

Ling Feng shouted lowly, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and the power of Spirit Piercing directly shot out from his gaze, fiercely piercing into Yin Xue's Sea of Consciousness.

"Ah!"

A cry of pain followed as Yin Xue staggered and fell to the ground, and then an unpleasant odor wafted out. This dignified Silver Wolf Young Master actually lost control over his bowels, with feces and urine flowing!

"This..."

The surrounding disciples of the Red Dragon Hall involuntarily shrank their necks. Goodness, this Long Fei merely stared at Yin Xue, and scared him like that, isn't this too exaggerated?

"Gurgle..."

Chi Gui had cold sweat dripping from his forehead, luckily he didn't stand up for Yin Xue just now, otherwise, his other arm would have been wasted too!

"I said, if you didn't eat shit, I would beat the shit out of you!"

Ling Feng smirked and turned his gaze away, striding towards the arena of the three palaces competition.

The Shocking Eye Tribulation just now had directly shattered Yin Xue's soul origin, unless treated by a Daoist Doctor or a powerful Refining God expert, his later years would likely be spent in madness, transforming from a genius to a complete waste.

Giving the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor a mad and foolish son was virtually the same as having killed Yin Xue.

"This kid!"

The Flame Tiger Demon Emperor traveling with the Red Dragon Hall flashed a hint of anger in his eyes, ready to intervene, but the Black Wind Demon Emperor of the Black Dragon Hall reached out to stop him.

Compared to the honor of the entire Dark Dragon Palace, these little skirmishes among the juniors were insignificant.

The Flame Tiger Demon Emperor glanced at the Black Wind Demon Emperor, sighed softly, and could only let it go.

As Ling Feng stepped onto the duel stage step by step, the genius Ao Han from the Nether Dragon Holy Hall, who had always looked down on everyone, finally showed a weary expression.

From the Divine Sense fluctuations when Ling Feng dealt with Yin Xue, Ao Han knew in his heart that this Long Fei was definitely a formidable opponent.

Especially his Divine Sense attack, which must be guarded against!

"I am Ao Han of the Cold Flood Dragon Clan, who are you, state your name!"

The Cold Flood Dragon drew out a soft whip named the Nine Dragon Divine Whip, a magic artifact refined from the dragon tendons of nine Demon Emperor Level Cold Flood Dragons after their death.

This Nine Dragon Divine Whip carried the blessing power of the Cold Flood Dragon Clan's ancestors and, in the hands of the Cold Flood Dragon Clan's descendants, was as powerful as a Heaven and Earth Treasure.

"Northern Demon Domain, Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon Clan, Long Fei!"

Ling Feng leaped up, landing on the arena, and his eyes flashed with brilliance, exploding with a fierce fighting spirit.

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