"No! Qian Fan, this is far too reckless! You'll plunge our hundred thousand troops into eternal damnation!"
The Tiger King stood before Qian Fan like a mountain. He spread his arms, blocking Qian Fan's path with his burly frame, his face set with resolve. He would not let Qian Fan cross that forbidden line.
Even the usually mild-mannered Ouyang Tianxin stepped forward and rebuked him.
"Qian Fan, don't act on impulse! We need to consider this carefully, not let our emotions rule us."
The Tiger King was no ordinary figure. In his day, he had been a War King whose name shook the world,
and the master of Thunderclap Hall.
Though times had changed, his grasp of the battlefield remained unerringly precise, his judgment keen and seasoned.
But Qian Fan's eyes were already red with fury. How could he possibly listen to anyone's advice?
His eyes were so bloodshot they seemed ready to drip blood,
and he roared,
"Even if the king of heaven himself comes today, I'll still raze the Phoenix Domain to the ground!"
With that, he tightened his grip on the Heavenly Demon Star-Breaking Sword, its blade flashing with a chilling gleam.
Just then, a dull thud rang out.
Caught off guard, Qian Fan staggered back under a sudden, heavy punch.
When he focused his gaze, he saw that the Tiger King had struck him.
The Tiger King slowly withdrew his fist, then gave his hand a light shake.
He said coldly,
"Well? Are you willing to calm down and hear me out now?"
Qian Fan clutched his chest. The fury in his eyes had not diminished, but he no longer charged forward recklessly.
"Qian Fan, do you know that while the Phoenix Domain seems ordinary, it hides something far more complicated? A mysterious power supports it