A Wave of the Hand, Three Emperors Extinguished (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

In the council hall of the Snake-People Tribe, Medusa hovered in mid-air, her body brimming with Dou Qi.

Just then, Xiao Fan's voice rang out abruptly, shattering the silence of the hall.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's so bad about cooperating with humans?"

Xiao Fan's outburst caused the surrounding Snake-People to cast sidelong glances at him, their eyes filled with vigilance and resentment.

He acted as if he hadn't noticed, cleared his throat, and continued, "You narrow-minded lot, can't you see the massive benefits hidden in cooperation?"

"Take the rare ores in the desert, for example. If we mine them together, the smelting and processing techniques humans excel at, combined with the Snake-People Tribe's familiarity with resource distribution, would guarantee a steady supply. We could share the profits, and both sides would live better lives..."

Xiao Fan spoke with a silver tongue, his logic sound, and the bright future he painted actually caused a flicker of interest in the eyes of many Snake-People.

However, this sight made the elderly Snake-People elder on the throne unable to sit still.

He stood up with a "whoosh," his face twisted in rage.

Pointing a finger at Xiao Fan, he shrieked, "Hey! You ignorant little brat, you're nothing but a boy-toy by Medusa's side—who gave you the right to interrupt here!"

As soon as his words fell, those Snake-People who had been slightly moved immediately snapped back to reality, fixing their hateful gazes on Xiao Fan once more.

"You human brat, so silver-tongued... is this how you tricked Medusa into bringing you back?"

The figure on the throne looked at Xiao Fan with venomous eyes; in his view, humans were the most treacherous and cunning of all, so it was no surprise that one would come up with such a scheme.

"Those who are not of our race must have different intentions! Who knows what evil schemes you humans are plotting!"

"Hahahaha! Just a wet-behind-the-ears human brat!"

Jeers erupted from the surrounding Snake-People.

Medusa, in the sky, frowned and prepared to strike.

But Xiao Fan smiled, a smile tinged with helplessness.

He had thought he possessed the talent to win people over with virtue and wanted to see if he could talk them into submission.

Now it seemed... oh well...

His face returned to its usual indifference, and he simply crossed his arms and asked in return.

"Do you know who this Emperor is?"

The voice was low but carried a hidden dominance. Unfortunately, the surrounding Snake-People didn't take his words seriously at all; instead, the insults grew louder.

"A mere human, daring to spout nonsense on the territory of our Snake-People Tribe—you're tired of living!"

"Hmph, a weak human, dreaming of cooperating with us? What a pipe dream!"

"Humans are all greedy and shameless things. Don't think a few pretty words can fool us!"

Xiao Fan didn't care; he simply repeated himself.

"Do you know who this Emperor is?"

As he spoke, he walked steadily toward the throne.

With every step he took, the aura he radiated surged like a rising tide, growing increasingly turbulent.

Each step landed like a heavy hammer striking the hearts of everyone present.

An invisible pressure spread from him, sweeping through the entire hall like a raging wave.

The aura emanating from his body was bone-chilling and terrifyingly powerful; the temperature in the room seemed to be instantly drained away, plummeting sharply.

"You... who are you?"

The Snake-People elder on the throne looked at Xiao Fan with a grave expression. This aura... could he be a Dou Huang?

Such a young Dou Huang... how is that possible?!

"I am the Great Emperor..."

Xiao Fan's voice echoed through the Snake-People hall, those four words causing countless Snake-People to tremble instinctively.

"From the moment this Emperor stepped onto the path of cultivation, it was destined that this universe and its stars would tremble because of me. In my eyes, all enemies in this world are but passing smoke, mere foils beneath my feet."

At this moment, Xiao Fan seemed surrounded by countless stars, a brilliant, dazzling light erupting from within him—a light so bright it was impossible to look at directly.

His voice was like a booming bell, reverberating throughout the hall and making everyone's eardrums ache.

"Beneath the firmament, who is qualified to stand by my side? And who dares to be my enemy? Wherever I, Xiao Fan, go, that place is the realm of the invincible!"

Xiao Fan's aura soared, reaching its peak in the blink of an eye.

The entire hall was filled with his presence, as if he were the master of this world, possessing supreme power over everything.

Under the crushing pressure, the Snake-People present found it increasingly difficult to breathe, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, a primal urge to kneel and submit rising from the depths of their hearts.

"You ants dare to offend the majesty of the Great Emperor—you are simply courting death..."

Xiao Fan was like a bottomless, vast, and boundless ocean, radiating a terrifyingly powerful aura.

Every word he spat out was like a heavy hammer, smashing into the hearts of the Snake-People, filling them with such fear that they were powerless to resist.

[Ding! Countless Snake-People convinced, Bragging Points +6000!]

Yet, in the hall, there were always a few who would risk everything.

The snake-person elder on the throne saw the situation turning dire, his eyes reddening as he shrieked hysterically, "Attack now!"

In an instant, black shadows flickered in the corners of the great hall, and two Dou Huang-level snake-people darted out like ghosts, bearing down on that figure despite the overwhelming pressure.

Together with the other Dou Huang already present, the three of them instantly formed a pincer formation, launching a fierce assault on Xiao Fan.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed the snake-person elder's eyes as he calculated inwardly: I originally intended to move against Medusa, but since you little brat insist on playing the hero, then go to your death!

Faced with the combined attack of three Dou Huang, even if Xiao Fan were truly a Dou Huang himself, he would surely be left without a corpse.

Furthermore, he caught a glimpse of Medusa in the sky, who was currently in the middle of casting a spell.

Seeing that she had no intention of intervening, he was overjoyed.

He couldn't help but howl in his heart: Hahahaha! Even Medusa, whom you rely on, doesn't care whether you live or die! Damned human, today is your death day!

The three Dou Huang unleashed their full power, the force of their attacks terrifyingly extreme.

The surrounding air instantly stagnated, and the powerful fluctuations of Dou Qi swept out in all directions like a raging storm.

The exquisite tables and chairs nearby were instantly ground into powder under the impact of this horrific force.

Even the solid floor could not withstand it; deep cracks spread rapidly, and the entire great hall seemed on the verge of collapse.

Before this overwhelming, mountain-toppling attack, Xiao Fan's figure appeared incredibly thin and frail.

He looked like a lone leaf in a tempest, seemingly on the verge of being ruthlessly torn to shreds at any moment.

However...

Xiao Fan merely extended a hand with a calm expression, a trace of contemptuous amusement hanging on his lips.

In a flash, a Dou Qi palm print dozens of meters wide manifested out of thin air, carrying the momentum of world-ending destruction as it slammed toward the three Dou Huang.

With a few muffled "puffs," the three Dou Huang didn't even have time to scream before they were crushed into mists of blood by the terrifying palm print...

Xiao Fan lightly brushed off his sleeves, as if he had just performed a trivial task.

He said in a flat tone, "What kind of ants dare to raise a hand against this Emperor? Simply overestimating your own capabilities..."