As a warrior, Feng Yi harbors a heart of peace; he understands the weight of circumstances, rarely acts without restraint, and to some extent, he is merciful. Even when fighting the Bizarre and Titans, he thinks thoroughly.

However, sometimes, the ugliness of humanity can be more detestable, and to trample his heart recklessly is to underestimate him.

The earth trembled violently, and the Divine Wind in One Transformation form stepped slowly out of the ruins.

In this lightless night, people cannot see Feng Yi's true appearance, only sensing his approximate position through an intensely violent aura.

In the blink of an eye, the elite forces were completely wiped out, all communications thoroughly lost and severed.

Barbara Yashi was initially shocked—who could annihilate dozens of elite troops in one fell swoop? It defied logic. After a brief pause, she quickly ordered her personal guards to offer support. If her guess was correct, the elite forces were probably mired in a tough battle unable to extricate themselves, leading to the lack of communication. This was the only explanation that made sense.

The area was now under military lockdown, and the Federation's upper echelon was utterly baffled. The Intelligence Department was at a loss, unable to fathom why the Titan Elves suddenly came here to capture people. In any case, this matter required an explanation to the Federation.

The person in charge soon received a call from Barbara Yashi. The humans weren't fools and wouldn't blindly believe the words of the Titan Elves. Besides, even Barbara Yashi herself couldn't explain the Destroyer's identity, so the Federation chose not to take immediate action but to wait and see.

At this moment, several spirits flew rapidly overhead. These spirits moved with graceful curves, with incredible speed, and their movements were akin to shadows.

However, what shocked the army was not their unique appearance, but an indescribable sense of terrifying oppression.

There was no way the spirits could be allowed to run amok on their turf. The person in charge wanted to stop them, but it was impossible to stop or even chase them now that the situation had escalated.

In a mere few breaths, four spirits had surrounded Feng Yi in the center of the ruins. One of them shouted sternly, "Where are our people?"

"Your people should have turned to ashes by now."

"Was it you who did this?"

"Yes."

"You fool, are you coming with us willingly, or shall we take action ourselves?" The spirit made a stance ready to attack. Clearly, any resistance from Feng Yi would make him the target of their first assault.

Feng Yi was also taken aback. The Titan Elves were this confident? It seemed Leung Ching-Yu's fans had spread to outer space.

The higher-ranking spirit said, "Are you too scared to speak?"

Feng Yi replied, "I'm speechless at your ignorance. You are too weak. You should get your master to talk to me."

Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous. This was the biggest joke the four had heard this century, unbelievably absurd. One of the spirits couldn't help but laugh, "Kid, do you think we're like those elite forces? To be honest, higher-ranking spirits possess strength no less than the royal families. No matter how many ordinary spirits there are, they can't be our match. Once we act, your life is forfeit."

Feng Yi responded helplessly, "I don't want to waste words—go get your master immediately. Don't entertain any dangerous ideas of defeating me, or you won't even have the chance to regret it. I dare to gamble on it."

Indeed, when faced with the death threats of the Titan Elves, Feng Yi's answer was forceful and resilient, with an air of bravado exchanged from both sides.

The spirit angrily replied, "It's you who's asking to die!"

Feng Yi retorted, "Wrong, it's you who are asking to die. If you insist on going your own way, I guarantee that you will die quicker and more miserably than those spirits, in less than 0.1 seconds."

Less than 0.1 seconds—a notion that left the spirits momentarily stunned... What concept is 0.1 seconds? No one understands the value of time better than the spirits, but he, this man standing before them, dared to say he could eliminate all four of them in less than 0.1 seconds. It was beyond absurd, it was laughable, humorous, amusing to the point of madness...

Oh heavens, they had been engaging with a madman all this time? Thinking it over, the four spirits found themselves not in a hurry. After all, dealing with a madman requires wisdom rather than force; after all, he possessed the strength to take out elite troops, which made them somewhat wary.

So, hearing Feng Yi's words, one of the spirits lowered the spear they were about to brandish and asked deliberately, "Are you sure you can defeat us four in 0.1 seconds?"

Feng Yi confidently said, "Yes, I'm sure of it."

The higher-ranking spirit doubtfully asked, "Are you really sure?"

Feng Yi firmly replied, "Yes, do you wish to continue, or not?"

"No." Unexpectedly, the spirit suddenly said this, something Feng Yi had not anticipated in the least.

Feng Yi nodded and said, "Very well, since not, go now and report to your master to meet me."

"No, you've misunderstood." The Titan spirit made a pause gesture and confidently said, "How about we make a bet."

Feng Yi was puzzled and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

The Titan spirit explained, "It's quite simple. Since you've destroyed the casino, let's settle this with a wager today."

Feng Yi "Oh," and said, "I'm all ears."

The Titan spirit's cold face suddenly turned warm like a spring breeze and smiled, "The wager is this: you just said you could defeat us four in 0.1 seconds."

Feng Yi frowned and said, "I did say that."

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