Several consecutive battles had not completely unleashed the volcano in Zhang Tie's heart, because to him, battles like those were no longer battles at all, but merely killing. They were a necessary show of force, yet far from truly satisfying.
Among the few people Zhang Tie had encountered who could barely be called opponents, Yun Tianhao, the Yun Clan patriarch, counted as one. Yet even so, without even deploying his domain, Zhang Tie had shattered Yun Tianhao beneath his Great Dao Divine Fist before he could hold out for long.
At the Five Elements Temple's stronghold, Zhang Tie had not encountered Tong Xuangui, the Five Elements Temple's Divine King. Instead, the group of divine generals left behind in the temple had arrogantly tried to capture or kill Zhang Tie when they saw him come knocking. The result needed no explanation: one deputy temple master, three guardians, and more than fifty divine generals of the Five Elements Temple were all reduced to pulp.
Those were insignificant small fry. The one Zhang Tie truly wanted to kill today was Tong Xuangui, the Five Elements Temple's Divine King. Only the heads of people like that could teach others a lasting lesson.
Whenever he arrived somewhere, Zhang Tie would leave behind a strand of Dragon Emperor Divine Fist force after killing. Like the claw marks a savage beast left upon a tree, those marks existed to tell everyone that he had returned.
The Black Blood Alliance, the Five Elements Temple, and the Yun Clan were all outside forces that had run rampant throughout the Dragon Emperor Domain in recent years. Yet only two hours after Zhang Tie's return, the Black Blood Alliance and the Yun Clan had already been destroyed, while the Five Elements Temple's claws that had reached into the Dragon Emperor Domain