Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Shangguan Yurou tried to use the Celestial Emperor's name to intimidate the people present.

But these people were single-mindedly focused on using this opportunity to achieve greatness. Why would they so easily compromise and give up on such a rare chance?

"Miss Shangguan, your claim that this incident was the Dongyang Crown Prince's fault is just your side of the story. What we see now is that the Dongyang Crown Prince, Liu Ming, and twenty-four others were killed by this Ling Fei. His crimes are heinous, and he must be captured at once. Please leave this place, or don't blame us for being impolite."

A disciple of the Wang Clan stepped forward and spoke coldly.

"You..." Seeing this, Shangguan Yurou frowned. At the same time, her heart sank, knowing that it would be difficult to resolve this matter peacefully today.

"You should go!" Ling Fei said. "Remember, after you get out, pass a message to my foster father for me."

At this moment, Huang Xiaoman and Mu Xue also frowned.

The aggressive and menacing demeanor of the crowd was chilling.

"Then you must take care of yourself." Hearing this, Shangguan Yurou's gaze sharpened as she stared at Ling Fei.

A determined light shone in Ling Fei's eyes. "Don't worry," he said, "I won't die so easily."

"Okay." Shangguan Yurou nodded, then added, "Hold on as long as you can. Stay deep within these ancient ruins; don't go out. I will find a way to save you."

"Mm," Ling Fei nodded.

"Let's go!" With that, Shangguan Yurou gave Ling Fei one last look, then turned to Mu Xue and Huang Xiaoman with great reluctance on her face.

"Ling Fei, you have to stay alive! Don't get bogged down in a fight. Try to run deeper into the mountains," said Huang Xiaoman.

"Don't worry," Ling Fei said.

Then, the three women, their faces filled with reluctance, darted to the side.

Because with the hundred-some Innate Realm Cultivators closing in to kill, if they stayed and were taken hostage, Ling Fei would truly be finished.

"Heh heh, Shangguan Yurou is gone!"

"Good riddance. Now we can take down Ling Fei without any hindrance." Seeing this, the few young men in the lead grinned.

Most of them were from the Wang Clan and the Liu Clan.

As clansmen of Wang Dongyang and Liu Ming, if they didn't act now, they would surely face severe punishment from their clans once word got out.

These people then continued to advance, stopping twenty zhang away from Ling Fei.

Meanwhile, others began to circle around to Ling Fei's left and right, intending to surround him.

'One hundred and nineteen people. But not many are at Innate Realm Perfection—only eight. Only thirty-nine are at the Late Stage of Innate, with the majority at the Innate Mid Stage Realm.' As they drew closer, Ling Fei silently gauged the fluctuations in their auras. After his assessment, he breathed a small sigh of relief.

There were only eight at Innate Realm Perfection.

This reduced the pressure on him considerably.

Otherwise, if there had been dozens of experts at Innate Realm Perfection, he truly would have been trapped with no hope of escape.

But as it was, he still had a sliver of a chance.

"Ling Fei, you actually killed the Dongyang Crown Prince! You should just surrender." As some of the men secretly moved to encircle him, a Wang Clan disciple's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "If you surrender now, you can spare your family from being implicated. Otherwise, it won't just be you—your relatives will be executed as well."

"That's right! The Dongyang Crown Prince is the Empress's own nephew. Killing him is a monstrous crime!" another person chimed in.

As they spoke, they were also secretly closing the distance.

They were talking now to stall for time, hoping to encircle Ling Fei and seize the opportunity to take him down in one fell swoop.

Ling Fei naturally understood their intentions.

"Gentlemen, I have no grievance or grudge against any of you. Aren't you afraid of sealing your own doom by forcing my hand like this?" Ling Fei's gaze turned cold as he spoke, word by word. "If you disperse now, I can pretend this never happened. Otherwise, whoever tries to take my life, I will ensure they die regretting it here."

As he spoke, a True Dragon Intent was also secretly gathering within his body.

"Heh heh, even now, you still want to put up a pointless struggle?" Hearing this, the Wang Clan youth opposite him sneered.

They had one hundred and nineteen Innate Realm experts here. Were they supposed to be afraid of a single person?

"It seems you're all dead set on killing me in exchange for wealth and glory. Fine. Very well. Today, I, Ling Fei, will fight with everything I have and slaughter all my enemies." At this, Ling Fei's gaze turned icy, the killing intent within him solidifying. His aura surged, and his long hair began to whip about despite the lack of wind.

At this moment, he was like a Killing God, ready to conquer a thousand foes.

"Kill!" Just then, the few young men in the lead gave the order.

When their low voices rang out, the people behind them also roared.

"Kill!"

"Kill Ling Fei, and we'll be set for life!"

"Kill Ling Fei, and we'll enjoy endless glory and riches!" Everyone's eyes burned with fervor, each hoping for a chance to be the one to hunt down Ling Fei.

The men on his left and right also continued to close in, intending to surround and kill him.

"You've been the ones instigating everyone to attack me. In that case, allow me to send you on your way!" A glint flashed in Ling Fei's eyes as he stared at the few young men at Innate Realm Perfection before him. If not for their incitement, the others wouldn't have been so eager to kill him in exchange for wealth and glory.

After his gaze locked onto them, Ling Fei's eyes sharpened, and his lips parted.

At that moment, the eight youths at Innate Realm Perfection were flying towards him, intending to strike decisively and capture him.

ROOOOAR!

Just as they flew in, swords in hand, a dragon's roar erupted from Ling Fei's mouth. A rolling sound wave, like a monstrous tidal wave, surged forward.

Instantly, the eight men felt their bodies being struck by a wave, their forward momentum completely halted.

"This..." Their sudden stop left them staring in astonishment.

But before the eight could react further, the draconic sound wave had already invaded their minds.

Then, their Heart Spirits fell into a daze.

And at that exact moment, Ling Fei struck.

With a single slash of his sword, he swept it outwards. The Sword Qi fanned out, transforming into eight arrows that shot towards the eight men.

At the same time, the others were also stunned by the dragon's roar, their Heart Spirits shaken into a momentary stupor.

Even the minds of the men on his flanks roared as if struck by a clap of thunder.

Thus, when Ling Fei unleashed this sword strike, there was almost no one to stop him.

SWISH! SWISH!

The sharp Sword Qi pierced through the heart meridians of all eight men.

In just an instant, these eight Innate Realm Perfection Cultivators, who had been about to fly at Ling Fei and strike decisively, fell from two meters in the air.

Their auras vanished, and they perished on the spot.

"Kill!" As the eight men fell, Ling Fei moved his Long Sword, unleashing the Celestial River Nine Swords.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

In an instant, he had executed all nine swords.

The nine swords emerged like nine Sword Rivers, sweeping towards the nearly one hundred Cultivators before him.

At this point, many of them still hadn't recovered from the shock of the True Dragon Roar.

Thus, wherever the Sword Qi passed, large swaths of Cultivators were sent flying. The Sword Qi was like a sharp blade, tearing their robes and leaving behind trail after trail of sword marks.

Many were heavily wounded, their bones gruesomely visible.

Some were even struck in their heart meridians. As large amounts of blood flowed out, a biting Cold Qi simultaneously invaded, freezing their very veins solid.