The Sky Snake Clan Descends

After being mocked again and again by a bunch of weaklings, even Shen Fan, with his good temper, was starting to lose patience.

He shook his head. A trace of coldness crept into his gaze as he looked at the four-armed elder and the others. Anyone who knew him could tell he was truly angry!

"Calling me an idiot at every turn. It seems you really haven't taken me seriously!

"I don't know whether this is simply how you natives are, or if you were born defective. Since you don't know how to speak properly, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll borrow your Divine Souls for a while!"

"Wait, what are you doing? You're actually going to attack us? Are you crazy?

"We're the Four-armed Spirit Clan, the first vassal clan of the great Sky Snake Clan—"

Before the four-armed elder could finish, Shen Fan cut him off with a cold snort. "Enough!

"A bunch of ants dare to tell me what to do?!"

As he spoke, a surge of True Realm Power burst from him, transforming into an invisible giant hand that crushed hundreds of Four-armed Spirit Clan members in one squeeze.

Of course, Shen Fan hadn't destroyed the natives' Divine Souls. With a beckoning motion, he swept them all into his palm.

Seeing that Shen Fan had really attacked—and that their bodies had been blown apart in an instant—the natives finally panicked. One by one, they begged for mercy:

"Spare us, my lord! Spare us!

"We were wrong, we really were! Please let us go, my lord. We didn't reach our cultivation levels easily!

"My lord, didn't you have a lot of questions? Ask away! This time, we'll answer properly!"

Some people were just like that. They wouldn't shed a tear until they saw the coffin. The