Slapping the Thunder God: A Mortal's Wrath!

Yue Feng held the heavy sword in one hand, tilted his neck, and his bones made a sickening cracking sound.

He raised his eyelids, his dark, cold eyes casually sweeping over Reynold in mid-air, as if looking at a green-headed fly buzzing around his head.

"You've grown up, and your guts have gotten bigger. Back when I stormed into your Golden Griffin Regiment's Headquarters, you were like a dog, cowering behind a wine barrel in the cellar, trembling and wetting your pants, not daring to even lift your head."

Yue Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly across the entire snowfield.

"What, after five years, wearing a suit of rusty, electrified metal, you really think you're a god?"

These words were merciless, tearing open Reynold's most humiliating wounds.

Reynold's face turned pale and then red, and the fear in his eyes, twisted by extreme shame, instantly transformed into a frenzied rage!

"Shut up! Yue Feng! Shut up!"

Reynold screamed hysterically, gripping Thunder God's Hammer's hammer tightly.

"Five years ago is five years ago! I have now fully awakened the Thunder God's Body! True divine blood flows within me!"

"And you... are nothing but a lowly mortal, cursed by the gods, clinging to life!"

"Today I will use the true Thunder God's Power to smash your head and wash away the shame of five years ago!"

Boom!

The golden arcs of electricity around Reynold surged once more, and violent divine Divine Power poured into the warhammer. He transformed into an extremely dazzling golden bolt of lightning, plunging down from the sky at a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of sound!

The warhammer's tip tore open space, creating black rifts that unleashed a devastating storm of Thunderclap, aiming straight for Yue Feng's head!

This strike contained Divine Power he had ever possessed, and all his resentment and malice!

"Brother, I'll do it."

Yue Xiaofei's expression turned cold, Black-Gold Hongming Blade in his hand instantly emitted a crisp dragon's roar, with Black Gold Emperor Dragon Aura about to burst forth.

However, a rough, powerful hand gently pressed down on the hilt of his knife.

"Xiaofei, a knife is for slaying gods and Buddhas. Killing this bastard who flaunts his power with a bit of divine blood would only dirty your old man's knife."

Yue Feng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

The next second.

The moment the golden lightning struck, Yue Feng's figure vanished from the spot.

There was no trace of spatial fluctuations; it was a pure physical explosion that was so fast it reached the retina and was impossible to detect!

Laugh!

A blinding golden lightning bolt struck the open ground, blasting a crater tens of meters deep into the frozen soil.

But Reynold's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints!

Because his hammer blow didn't strike a solid object, but only an afterimage!

Where are they?!

A sense of foreboding surged through Reynold's mind, his hair stood on end, and he was about to turn around to defend himself.

A chilling, piercing voice, like a ghost, quietly rose above his head.

"Who are you looking for, you piece of trash?"

Reynold looked up in horror!

Suddenly, Yue Feng appeared three inches above his head.

The man didn't even draw his sword; he simply looked down at him with indifference and mockery in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Yue Feng raised his large right hand.

Without using any Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, without using any so-called divine Divine Power of rules, the entire body of the dragon's muscles tensed up instantly!

Snap--!!!

A crisp, loud slap, like Thunderclap on Flat Ground, resounded throughout the entire Changbai Mountain!

Yue Feng slapped Reynold hard across the face!

Click!

With a clear sound of bones shattering, the indestructible Divine Runes shield on Reynold's cheek became as fragile as a thin piece of glass under this slap, instantly shattering into countless fragments of light!

His entire face was instantly slapped until it was completely concave and deformed, and more than a dozen teeth mixed with golden divine blood swirled and spewed out of his mouth!

"Aww--!"

Reynold let out a bloodcurdling scream, and like a golf ball struck by a heavy hammer, he was sent hurtling sideways into the snow!

Boom!

His body carved a deep trench, hundreds of meters long, into the ground, sending mud and gravel flying everywhere!

The entire venue was deathly silent.

The Wild Chicken opened its mouth wide, and the Dagger in its hand fell to its foot with a clatter; it didn't even remember to cry out in pain.

Ugly Ox wiped the blood from his face, his large, round eyes widened, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

That's a powerful figure of National Authority Level who has awakened divine bloodline and wields Thunder God's Hammer!

Just like that... he got slapped so hard he fell straight from the sky to the ground?!

"Cool!"

The Wild Chicken slapped its thigh suddenly, its face flushed with excitement.

"As expected of the captain! Same old recipe, same familiar taste! A slap in the face to shut up any dissent!"

Amidst the smoke and dust.

Reynold, disheveled, crawled out of the pit.

Half of his face was swollen like a pig's head, his eye sockets were covered with blood, and he could barely hold Thunder God's Hammer in his hand. He was swaying unsteadily.

"You... your strength... how could you be so strong?!"

Reynold roared like a madman, all the pride and faith he had built up in his heart completely collapsing with that slap.

In that brief moment, he didn't sense any human power.

It was an ancient volcano that had been dormant for tens of thousands of years, which erupted solidly on its own face!

Yue Feng slowly descended from mid-air, his feet landing on the frozen ground without stirring up a speck of dust.

He walked step by step toward Reynold in the deep pit, his Black Greatsword dragging on the ground, leaving behind blinding sparks.

"Divine bloodline?"

Looking down at Reynold, whose face was covered in blood at the bottom of the pit, Yue Feng's lips curled into a cruel, cold smile.

"I'm in the Heavenly Palace, practicing my swordsmanship and sharpening my blade every day using the remnant souls of three true gods."

"You, with your diluted bastard blood from hundreds of generations, dare to challenge the gods before me?!"

A cold wind swept into the deep pit, carrying with it the pungent smell of blood.

Reynold collapsed onto the rubble, his once proud and handsome face now swollen and deformed, his golden hair mixed with dirt and blood, looking as wretched as a skinned wild dog.

Fear, like Viper, gnawed at every nerve in his body.

Five years ago, the nightmare of being dominated by this man has now become a reality.

Escape!

We must escape!

This man is not human at all; he is a monster that crawled out of the Abyss of hell!

Reynold bit his tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of pure divine blood onto Thunder God's Hammer's hammer.

Buzz!

The once-dull warhammer suddenly erupted with a final, dazzling burst of lightning.

The violent arc of electricity tore through the void surrounding the crater, forcibly creating a distorted spatial rift!

Forbidden Technique of the Northern Europe Divine Hall - Lightning Escape!

"Yue Feng! You just wait! The Archbishop of the Ancient Divine Hall will never let you get away with this!"

Reynold unleashed a shrill curse, his figure transforming into a streak of golden lightning as he frantically burrowed into the spatial rift!

However, Yue Feng, standing on the edge of the pit, didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Trying to run? Have you even asked my sword?"