Young Master Golden Spider said, "Marquis of Zhenyuan, I saw this brat in the Great Wilderness before. He even ate one of my legs!
Look at what he's wearing. How could he possibly have any connection to the Shi Clan of the Stone Kingdom?
He must be from some rundown little mountain village.
Just now, he tried to kill my junior brother Su. He clearly has no regard for you, the Marquis of Zhenyuan.
If you don't show him a thing or two today, people will think you're afraid of him!"
Young Master Golden Spider kept adding fuel to the fire from the sidelines, and the Marquis of Zhenyuan, Su Lie, felt his killing intent toward Shi Teng suddenly multiply.
Su Yi scrambled over to the Marquis of Zhenyuan, his face full of grievance. "Father, that brat tried to kill me just now! You have to stand up for me!"
Seeing his son in such a sorry state, the Marquis of Zhenyuan seethed with anger.
He was the illustrious Marquis of Zhenyuan of the Fire Kingdom, an Inscription Realm expert. How had he fathered such a useless piece of trash?
The Marquis of Zhenyuan snapped, "You're weaker than him, yet you still dare to shoot your mouth off? Get back and cultivate!"
His face full of grievance, Su Yi could only swallow his shattered teeth along with his humiliation, silently lowering his head and standing to the side.
Still, the marquis had only this one son, so naturally, he was protective of him.
Shi Teng grinned. "The Marquis of Zhenyuan has a point. If you're weaker than others, stop coming out to disgrace Demon Spirit Lake.
Anyone who didn't know better would think Demon Spirit Lake was full of trash like you!"
Shi Teng's words sent fury blazing through the Marquis of Zhenyuan's heart.
A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes, and a powerful pressure instantly swept toward Shi Teng.
Shi Teng suddenly found himself unable to move, as though a force weighing a hundred thousand jin pressed down on his entire body.
Was this the power of an Inscription Realm expert?
"As the illustrious Marquis of Zhenyuan, an Inscription Realm expert, if I attacked you, people would inevitably say I was bullying a junior.
But first you tried to kill my son, then you insulted my Su family and Demon Spirit Lake. How should we settle this debt?
I forgot to tell you: I also come from Demon Spirit Lake. My master is Venerable Golden Spider!"
Shi Teng murmured, "Demon Spirit Lake again. I suggest you sever ties with your master right away. You might still save your worthless life in the future. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died!"
Shi Teng's brazen words thoroughly enraged the Marquis of Zhenyuan.
"Brat, I've put up with you long enough!"
The Marquis of Zhenyuan's eyes shifted slightly, and his pressure locked onto Shi Teng once more, intent on teaching him a lesson.
Shi Teng paid it no mind. I, Shi Teng, have a system. Don't I have my pride?
You think a little pressure can intimidate me?
Spiritual power surged around Shi Teng, and a mighty aura swept outward, forcibly resisting the Marquis of Zhenyuan's pressure.
He stood ramrod straight where he was.
Young Master Golden Spider spoke again. "Marquis of Zhenyuan, this brat is far too arrogant. Kill him and exalt the divine might of Demon Spirit Lake!"
The Marquis of Zhenyuan turned around. "Why don't you do it?"
Young Master Golden Spider hastily offered an apologetic smile and retreated to the side.
Just thinking of Shi Teng made him tremble uncontrollably. He never wanted to encounter Shi Teng again in his life.
Every encounter cost him another leg.
A vicious gleam flashed in the Marquis of Zhenyuan's eyes. "Since you're so wild and defiant, I'll show you a thing or two!"
With a slight shift of the Marquis of Zhenyuan's will, a massive palm immediately slapped toward Shi Teng.
Shi Teng leaped into the air, meeting it with the Xingtian Axe in hand.
A sneer appeared at the corner of the Marquis of Zhenyuan's mouth. "Brat, you overestimate yourself!"
Rip!
Bang!
Shi Teng cleaved the Marquis of Zhenyuan's palm with his axe, but the marquis's slap also sent him flying.
A cut appeared clearly on the Marquis of Zhenyuan's palm.
The wound did not bleed, but the power of gods and demons lingered where the Xingtian Axe had struck, continually devouring his spiritual energy to nourish the axe.
Looking at the wound on his palm that refused to heal, the Marquis of Zhenyuan wore an expression of disbelief.
This axe was no ordinary treasure.
He hurriedly channeled his spiritual power to mend the wound on his palm, lest it affect his cultivation.
With a slight shift of his will, the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow appeared in his hand.
"Today, I'll show you the true power of the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow!"
The tall Marquis of Zhenyuan held the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow in one hand, his body enveloped by the phantom of a divine Vermilion Bird.
With a bird's cry, he soared into the sky.
The Marquis of Zhenyuan turned, bent forward, and immediately aimed at Shi Teng. "Brat, arrogance comes at a price. My Sun-Shooting Divine Bow hasn't drunk blood in a long time. Die!"
Just as the Marquis of Zhenyuan was about to loose his arrow, a huge rock hurtled toward him.
The one who had thrown it was Little One.
Shi Hao said indignantly, "All of you are ganging up on my big brother. Do you really think he has no one to back him up?"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of the Marquis of Zhenyuan's mouth. "Interesting. So young, yet you already possess strength of ten thousand jin!"
"The interesting part is still to come!"
Little One leaped into the air and sent a flying kick toward the Marquis of Zhenyuan.
Seeing how weak Shi Hao was, the Marquis of Zhenyuan thought nothing of him.
He watched Shi Hao's right foot fly toward him.
The Marquis of Zhenyuan lifted his right hand slightly and easily blocked Shi Hao's attack.
Unfortunately, he had underestimated his opponent.
The moment Shi Teng's feet struck the Marquis of Zhenyuan's arm, he spun a full circle and smashed a fist into the marquis's face.
Bang!
Never in his wildest dreams had the Marquis of Zhenyuan imagined that he, who had fought on battlefields without suffering an injury, would be punched back several steps in Vermilion Bird City.
The Marquis of Zhenyuan shook his head lightly. "Good, very good. A newborn calf truly has no fear of the tiger!
But you still can't escape your fate of being killed!"
The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow blazed with dazzling radiance in the Marquis of Zhenyuan's hand, forming a Vermilion Bird phantom around him.
Roar!
As a low cry escaped the divine Vermilion Bird's beak, a flaming arrow transformed into a firebird and shot toward Shi Teng.
A wave of flame swept outward, forcibly driving everyone else back several steps.
Seeing this, Shi Hao immediately unleashed the Green-Scaled Eagle Precious Art, enveloping himself in a Green-Scaled Eagle phantom as he charged forward.
The Marquis of Zhenyuan gave a soft snort. "A mere Green-Scaled Eagle Precious Art, and you dare act so brazenly!"
The mighty force radiating from the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow made even Shi Teng's heart quail. How could Shi Hao possibly withstand it?
Shi Teng shouted, "Little One, come back!"
But by then, Little One had already charged into its path.
Rumble!
The Green-Scaled Eagle Precious Art collided with the enormous firebird.
It actually shattered the arrow fired by the Marquis of Zhenyuan.
Disbelief appeared on the Marquis of Zhenyuan's face.
Shi Teng's expression instantly relaxed as well. "Right! Little One has the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body!"
Although Shi Hao had shattered the Marquis of Zhenyuan's arrow, he had also been injured.
His face turned deathly pale, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood essence.
His opponent was an Inscription Realm expert, after all. The gap between them was too great for even a special physique to bridge.
Shi Teng asked anxiously, "Little One, are you all right?"
Little One answered in a somewhat weak voice, "Big brother, I'm fine!"
Hearing Little One's voice, Shi Teng instantly flew into a rage.
"To hell with the Marquis of Zhenyuan! You dared hurt my little brother. Even the Fire Emperor won't be able to save you!"
The phantom of a Primordial Azure Dragon appeared around Shi Teng.
Shock appeared on the faces of the Marquis of Zhenyuan and the others. "Wh-what cultivation art is this?"
An overbearing aura radiated from Shi Teng as he gripped the Dark Heavy Ruler tightly in his right hand. The flickering Azure Dragon phantom made him look even more domineering.
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