Bang!
With a muffled grunt, Wei Tianwang was struck in the face again, his entire visage caving in.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…
A flurry of punches followed, and Wei Tianwang’s ghostly essence continuously seeped out. He was on the verge of being knocked unconscious.
The few Ghost Kings standing nearby could only watch helplessly, their minds racing.
They knew they would suffer the same fate soon, and each began to plot their escape. Perhaps fleeing offered a slim chance of survival.
Just as the Ghost Kings were at a loss, a voice echoed from a distance: “Stop!”
All the evil spirits and Qin Muyu turned their heads. Liu Feng, hearing the familiar voice, also halted his assault and looked over.
A man with a deathly pale face approached from not far away.
Wei Tianwang, on the verge of losing consciousness, was so thrilled to see his rescuer that tears welled up in his eyes.
If not for the presence of others, he would have gladly knelt and called out “Dad.”
The newcomer was none other than Shen Tianming.
Upon seeing him, the Ghost Kings breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Shen Tianming walked into the midst of the Ghost Kings and looked at Qin Muyu, “I didn’t expect you to be here.”
Qin Muyu chuckled lightly, his tone laced with a hint of mockery, “If he hadn’t been in trouble, I wouldn’t have wanted to come to this wretched place.”
Shen Tianming coughed lightly at the remark and didn’t respond. He then turned his gaze to Liu Feng, who was preparing to throw another punch, “If you continue, he will truly be annihilated.”
Liu Feng showed no mercy, his face ashen, his voice icy, “Whoever touches him dies!”
Shen Tianming glanced at Yu Daochen, who had fallen unconscious and was being carried by Qin Muyu. He understood that this young man was their absolute limit, and crossing it meant death.
He also found it exasperating. Why would this fool provoke anyone but choose to provoke this particular individual? Even provoking him or Qin Muyu would have been less severe. But provoking this youngster was far worse than provoking either of them.
If it were any other matter, it might have been resolved, but harming this young man left no room for negotiation.
“This kind of matter…”
As expected, before Shen Tianming could finish speaking, Liu Feng roared, “Get lost!”
Liu Feng showed no deference. Shen Tianming knew this would be the outcome and could only sigh in resignation.
There was nothing he could do. He could only blame this fool for provoking the wrong person.
“Is there truly no room for negotiation?” Shen Tianming asked reluctantly.
He was also frustrated. If this fool weren’t someone who couldn’t die right now, he would never have bothered with such trivial matters.
Liu Feng snorted coldly and said indifferently, “Either you die in his place, or you leave.”
After speaking, Liu Feng ignored Shen Tianming, pulled the Kang Long Jian from the ground, and prepared to deliver a fatal blow to Wei Tianwang.
Just as the Kang Long Jian was about to strike Wei Tianwang’s head, Shen Tianming flashed forward and blocked the descending weapon with his hand.
Shen Tianming wore a troubled expression, “For the sake of our many years of friendship, can you spare his life?”
Liu Feng glanced at the Kang Long Jian held by Shen Tianming, “Are you intending to oppose me?”
Shen Tianming shook his head, “No, but this fellow cannot die now.”
Liu Feng’s grip on the Kang Long Jian tightened, and Shen Tianming’s hand began to tremble.
“You should know that no one in this world, not even you, can stop me and that fellow from killing someone they’ve set their sights on!” Liu Feng showed no intention of stopping.
Seeing that persuasion was futile, Shen Tianming began to threaten, “With so many Ghost Kings present, do you think this will be easy?”
Liu Feng laughed without fear, “Do you think these insignificant figures can stop me and him?”
Shen Tianming’s lips curled upwards, “You and he might be fine, but what about that youngster?”
Hearing this, Liu Feng immediately exploded in rage, “You dare use him to threaten me!”
As soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, his aura surged, and the hand gripping the Kang Long Jian exerted immense force.
Shen Tianming’s expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, his feet sinking an inch into the ground.
Shen Tianming, struggling to hold on, said, “I promise, if you spare him, I will help him if he encounters any trouble in the future. If you refuse, I will leave that youngster here today, even if it costs me my life.”
“I don’t need your favor, and you shouldn’t use him as a threat,” Liu Feng retorted, then increased his force.
Just as Shen Tianming was about to buckle, Qin Muyu, who had appeared beside Liu Feng at some point, grabbed the Kang Long Jian.
Liu Feng turned to look at Qin Muyu. Seeing him shake his head, he relented.
Shen Tianming, seeing Qin Muyu intervene, breathed a sigh of relief.
“Are you also going to let him go?” Liu Feng asked Qin Muyu.
Qin Muyu shook his head and glanced at the several Ghost Kings eyeing them menacingly, “Shen Tianming is right. It wouldn’t be difficult for the two of us to leave, but protecting him as we do so is indeed problematic.”
Liu Feng understood. If only those few Ghost Kings and Wei Tianwang were protecting him, they might have had a chance, but with Shen Tianming added, it became much more difficult.
Liu Feng tightened his grip on the Kang Long Jian and looked at Shen Tianming, “This fellow must die!”
Seeing that Liu Feng still had no intention of backing down, Shen Tianming continued, “Once my plan is complete, I will hand this fellow over to you for disposal.”
Liu Feng shook his head and chuckled lightly, “I don’t care for empty promises.”