Shi Feng wore a black cloak, his face completely shrouded in shadow. Combined with the full concealment of the Darkwalker Cloak, no player could possibly see his face.
However, once Shi Feng finished speaking, Demon Scorpion and the other six froze. They stared at the face beneath Shi Feng's black hood, their expressions filled with indescribable astonishment and disbelief. They even wondered if they had misheard him.
Watching from not far away, Fan Muran nearly suffocated.
Shi Feng had really taken his joke too far this time!
What Shi Feng had said was outright provocation toward the Demon Emperor Hall members—he was practically pouring oil on the fire.
Who were the people of the Demon Emperor Hall?
Every one of them was a battle maniac who had fought their way up through the Demon Prison World. With the Demon Emperor Hall's strength and their advantage as Tier 3 players, no one on Dragonheart Island dared provoke them. Even super guilds likely would not offend these battle maniacs.
"Kid, you've got some nerve! Talking to our deputy commander like that."
"Bold! You really are bold!"
"This guy must think he's invincible after advancing to Tier 3."
Everyone present looked at Shi Feng as if he were an idiot. Some were even nearly amused by his words, because since entering God's Domain, they had never heard such a ridiculous joke.
Their deputy commander was the guild's God of Slaughter. After coming to Dragonheart Island and familiarizing himself with his Tier 3 body, he had killed more than thirty Tier 3 experts. Even old monsters from superpowers often did not have time to flee before being slain by their deputy commander.
Daring to say such things before their deputy commander—forget the Blade of the Firmament's commander, not even a vice president of a