Toying with Zhao Wuji, Huang Yan: A mere Soul Saint, nothing more! (Seeking follow-ups!)

Zhao Wuji let out an angry roar, his first and second spirit rings lighting up simultaneously.

His thick arms swung toward Huang Yan with a whistling sound that tore through the air.

"Go to hell, brat!"

Facing the menacing Zhao Wuji, Huang Yan did not choose to meet the attack head-on.

Accompanied by a crisp, high-pitched phoenix cry.

A brilliant, dazzling golden light erupted from his body as his Bright Phoenix martial soul instantly possessed him.

A pair of magnificent golden fire wings suddenly unfurled behind Huang Yan.

With a single flap of his wings, he transformed into a streak of golden light.

He flew straight out through the gap in the railing that Zhao Wuji had smashed, hovering in the air outside the tavern.

Zhao Wuji's attack missed, and as he looked up at Huang Yan hovering outside, he let out a disdainful, wild laugh:

"What? Weren't you acting so arrogant just a moment ago?

Now you know fear and are running away?

Too late!

Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will drag you back!"

Hovering in mid-air, Huang Yan looked down at Zhao Wuji, sneering as if he were looking at an idiot:

"Running away?

You're overthinking it.

I just didn't want to tear this tavern apart and hurt any innocent people.

I'm not like you thugs from Shrek Academy, who fight recklessly without a care for anyone else's life."

So easily.

He stood on the moral high ground, pointing fingers at Zhao Wuji and the others!

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment and instinctively looked around.

Only then did he suddenly realize.

The once-bustling tavern lobby was now completely empty.

The customers had long since been scared away by the commotion.

Following the direction of Huang Yan's gaze.

He saw the tavern owner and the waiter huddled in the corner behind the counter, trembling in terror.

They were looking at him, who appeared like a fierce demon, with eyes full of despair.

Zhao Wuji's face stiffened, but it quickly turned into even more violent irritation.

He, the dignified Immovable Wisdom King and seven-ring Spirit Saint, was actually being lectured by a mere brat from the moral high ground in public!

"Stop acting like you're some big shot!"

Zhao Wuji rudely interrupted Huang Yan, snorting with a face full of malice:

"Why should I care about the lives of a few commoners?

The spirit master world is all about the law of the jungle; if they want to blame someone, they should blame their own bad luck!"

With that, Zhao Wuji exerted force with his legs and shot into the sky like a cannonball.

He smashed through the already crumbling wall of the tavern and landed heavily on the street outside.

"Boom!"

He left two deep craters in the bluestone pavement of the street, sending gravel flying.

Zhao Wuji looked up, pointed at Huang Yan in the air, and roared:

"Since you want a wider space to get beaten up, I'll grant your wish!

Get down here and die; today I'm going to break every bone in your body to make amends for Mu Bai!"

Huang Yan hovered in mid-air, his golden fire wings flapping slowly, his eyes filled with mockery:

"The law of the jungle?

What a fine law of the jungle.

Since you believe in this principle so much, then prove it with your strength."

Huang Yan paused, a playful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth:

"However, you want me to come down?

With you being a clumsy bear that can't even fly, do you think you're worthy?

If you have the ability, come up here yourself."

"You little brat, you are too arrogant!"

Zhao Wuji laughed in extreme anger, his third purple spirit ring suddenly blazing with light as his roar echoed through the street:

"Do you think I can't do anything to you just because you're flying in the sky?

Third Spirit Skill, Gravity Enhancement!

Get your ass down here!"

Facing the terrifying gravity that descended suddenly, enough to crush a giant boulder into powder.

Huang Yan showed no signs of falling; instead, he let out a sneer of utter disdain.

"Gravity?

With such a petty trick, you dare to dream of dragging a phoenix into the mud?"

Huang Yan looked down at Zhao Wuji from above, golden light flaring in his eyes, his tone dripping with absolute arrogance:

"Old blind bear, open your dog eyes and see clearly what true power is!"

The moment his words fell.

"Hum--!"

An incomparably sacred, scorching aura erupted from the center of Huang Yan.

Brilliant golden radiance swept outward like a tsunami, instantly shrouding the air for hundreds of meters around.

Phoenix Domain, activate!

Within this brilliant golden domain.

Zhao Wuji's pride and joy, Gravity Enhancement, was like snow meeting a scorching sun.

It was savagely disintegrated in an instant, melting away completely!

Zhao Wuji felt his entire body lighten, the spirit power suppression that had been locked tightly onto Huang Yan instantly erased.

He widened his bell-like eyes, staring fixedly at that sacred golden space in mid-air.

With an expression of having seen a ghost, he exclaimed in shock:

"A domain?!

How is this possible!

How could a brat whose feathers haven't even grown in yet possess a domain skill!"

Bathed in the sky-filling golden light, Huang Yan looked like a god descended to earth, a mocking curve playing on his lips:

"A frog at the bottom of a well.

There is still so much you haven't seen!

Now, it's my turn!"

Before Huang Yan's voice had even faded, the golden fire wings behind him beat violently.

The sky-filling golden light instantly condensed, transforming into countless golden fire feathers that seemed substantial.

Carrying a terrifying heat capable of incinerating everything, they shot toward Zhao Wuji below like a torrential downpour.

"You arrogant brat!"

Zhao Wuji roared, his first spirit ring instantly shining brightly:

"First Spirit Skill, Immovable Wisdom King Body!

I want to see if your few bird feathers can break my defense!"

Dazzling golden light instantly condensed on Zhao Wuji's body into a giant golden bear phantom, shielding him tightly within.

"Boom, boom, boom--!"

Dense golden fire feathers smashed against the golden bear phantom like a violent storm, erupting in a series of deafening roars.

"With just this much power, you want to... Hiss!"

Zhao Wuji had just intended to mock him, but his expression changed abruptly.

The golden flames attached to his protective golden light did not dissipate.

Instead, they burned frantically like maggots on a bone, and even his spirit power was being rapidly devoured by this terrifying high temperature!

"What the hell kind of fire is this?!"

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, fine beads of sweat instantly seeping from his forehead as he felt the surrounding air about to ignite.

In mid-air, Huang Yan crossed his arms, looking down at the struggling Zhao Wuji with playful eyes:

"What?

Is the dignified Immovable Wisdom King only capable of hiding in his shell to be roasted?

Where did that arrogant 'bullying the small with the big' attitude go just now?"

Huang Yan sneered, the mockery in his tone undisguised:

"Didn't you say that having big fists is the only truth?"

"With that pathetic, sorry state you're in, do you really think you're qualified to lecture me?"

Zhao Wuji was so incensed by these words that smoke practically poured from his seven orifices, his eyes turning blood-red as he let out a wild, savage roar.

He slammed his fists against his chest, and the fifth deep, black spirit ring on his body suddenly flared to life.

"You little brat, don't get too cocky!

Do you really think that just because you have a few bizarre tricks, you can shit on the head of a Spirit Saint?

Fifth Spirit Ability, Gravity Squeeze!

Today, I am going to crush you into dust from the sky!"