"Ugh!"
A voice that sounded just like the Clan Leader's cry of pain caused the faces of the Yan Clan members to change dramatically.
Just now, when Shi Feng stabbed at Yan Lun, an invisible scorching force enveloped him, arrogantly attempting to annihilate him.
As a result, Shi Feng condensed Demigod Power in his left hand and flicked his finger, not only dispelling the formless power but also shooting out a powerful energy that struck the hiding Yan Clan Patriarch, Yan Lie.
A mid-aged man with an emperor-like aura appeared in the air above Shi Feng; it was none other than the Yan Clan Patriarch, Yan Lie.
However, at this moment, Yan Lie no longer possessed the high and mighty aura he had that night. A trace of blood was visible at the corner of his mouth, his eyes widened in shock as he stared below.
Below him, his son Yan Lun's body was rapidly shriveling, a living person quickly becoming a dried-up corpse as if drained of all moisture.
Yet, Yan Lie was even more shocked as he focused his gaze on the young black figure.
This person, who had once nearly died at his hands, had used the power of a single finger to break through his formidable strike and even wounded him.
In a short span of time, he had reached such a height.
What fortuitous encounter had he experienced during this period!
"You finally decided to show yourself?" Shi Feng raised his head to look at Yan Lie, a cold smile lingering at the corner of his mouth.
With a movement of his right hand, he withdrew the Bloodthirsty Long Sword that had pierced the throat of the desiccated corpse, which then fell toward the ground.
Shi Feng's figure flickered, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Yan Lie.
"You!" Yan Lie only managed to utter one word "You" before Shi Feng raised his left hand and slapped directly toward him.
"You! Ah! Insolent!" Seeing Shi Feng directly swinging a slap at him, Yan Lie burst into a thunderous roar.
He was the dignified Patriarch of the Yan Clan Tribe, the king in the Yan Clan Tribe!
How could he endure such humiliation!
In an instant, a fierce aura rose from Yan Lie's body as he directly ignited his Lifebound Essence.
"You little beast! Do you really think I, Yan Lie, am easy to bully?"
With his Lifebound Essence burning, Yan Lie saw the slap coming from Shi Feng, his face twisted with ferocious determination. He formed a right fist, concentrating all his strength into it, and violently punched toward Shi Feng's swinging palm.
As expected of the Yan Clan Patriarch Yan Lie, this punch unleashed with burning Lifebound Essence had reached a One-star Demigod Peak Realm.
Yan Lie entrusted everything to this punch; even if his cultivation level would suffer greatly, he was determined to eliminate this threat.
"Hmph, burning Lifebound Essence? Do you think that's strong? Yan Clan Patriarch." Shi Feng, seeing Yan Lie resist, spoke disdainfully.
The swinging slap continued unabated, advancing relentlessly, followed by Yan Lie's fist crashing into Shi Feng's palm.
With a "pa" sound, a crisp crack resounded as Yan Lie's face filled with immense shock.
His full-strength punch didn't shatter this person's palm; instead, his fist recoiled backward, flying like a mere parlor trick.
And at that moment, Shi Feng's palm continued toward Yan Lie's face, arriving in an instant.
"No! No!" As the palm approached, Yan Lie's eyes widened, shouting in extreme unwillingness.
Being slapped in the face in front of so many Yan Clan members was, to him, more painful than death!
Nevertheless, despite Yan Lie's unwillingness, he couldn't change the course of the approaching slap. With a "pa" sound, the crisp slap echoed on Yan Lie's cheek.
In front of thousands of Yan Clan Tribe members, Shi Feng heavily slapped their patriarch, Yan Lie, leaving a clear handprint on his face.
"Pat... Patriarch..."
"This... this sinister Mountain Witch Clan person... he... dares!"
"He... hateful... how could this happen... Patriarch..."
The Yan Clan members felt an intense discomfort as their Patriarch Yan Lie was slapped.
Their patriarch's face being slapped in front of the public was like slapping the face of every Yan Clan member.
"Ah!" Yan Lie, at this moment, roared like a madman.
The entire person appeared extraordinarily violent.
"Hmph! The lofty Yan Clan Patriarch!" Looking at the enraged Yan Lie, Shi Feng coldly said.
"That night I merely entered your Yan Clan Territory unintentionally, and I said at the time I'd leave immediately! But you, lofty Yan Clan, the lofty Yan Clan Patriarch, insisted on pushing me to death!"
Shi Feng spoke to Yan Lie, his tone growing colder.
"You wretched beast! You should have died! I hate it, I regret not killing you that night!" Yan Lie roared at Shi Feng.
"Hmph! It's too late for regret now! Tonight is your death knell, and dying by my hands, you will perish entirely, reduced to an unrecognizable dried corpse." Shi Feng coldly declared again, thrusting the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand toward Yan Lie.
Earlier, Yan Lie had burned his Lifebound Essence, launching his all-out punch at Shi Feng; his power had long been exhausted.
Now, with Shi Feng's sword stabbing forward, he had no strength left to resist. Shi Feng easily pierced Yan Lie's chest, the blade protruding from his back.
"Ugh..." A pained moan escaped Yan Lie's lips as he writhed, glaring at Shi Feng with eyes full of rage.
"Pat... Patriarch..."
"Patriarch!"
"Patriarch!"
With the patriarch's body pierced, cries of grief erupted among the Yan Clan members.
Subsequently, under numerous gazes, the Yan Clan members witnessed Yan Lie's body rapidly shriveling.
The Bloodthirsty Sword devoured blood, and Yan Lie soon met the same fate as his son Yan Lun, turning into a dried corpse.
His soul and essence were swiftly consumed by Shi Feng.
When Shi Feng withdrew the Bloodthirsty Sword, Yan Lie's body fell to the ground below.
Afterward, Shi Feng slowly lifted his head, scanning the fore with his gaze at the many fiery figures burning brightly.
"Yan Clan Tribe!" Shi Feng had just spoken these four words when he suddenly sensed the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand quivering slightly.
Facing the trembling Bloodthirsty Sword, Shi Feng remarked, "It seems the blood of those two wasn't enough to satisfy you! But don't worry, the fresh blood flowing in these bodies will all be yours tonight! Tonight, not a single Yan Clan member will survive."
"Tonight, not a single Yan Clan member will survive!"
"Tonight, not a single Yan Clan member will survive..."
In this world ablaze with firelight, Shi Feng's indifferent words echoed.
But in the ears of the thousands of Yan Clan members, it was as if Death Itself had passed a verdict on their lives and deaths!