"Let's go have a look!"

The five exchanged glances, then their figures dispersed, soaring into the sky, transforming into a long rainbow heading eastward.

"Crash!"

Several huge bolts of Thunder gathered in the sky, twisted together like hemp ropes, forming an even larger Thunder Arc, slamming down directly.

"Boom!"

This time, the blood-colored Light Shield was completely devoid of light under the impact, with only faint spots of gray appearing, as the figures of the Seven Wolf Kings suddenly sank dozens of feet, their wolf faces looking extremely grim.

The seven simultaneously let out a muffled grunt, but still gritted their teeth and persisted, fully mobilizing the Dark Race Power within them, reinforcing the protective ability of the Light Shield once more.

"How can Ye Jiujie be this strong? Rumors say that he hasn't even reached the realm of the War Emperor, only possessing the strength to contend with one."

Hadi couldn't understand how Ye Jiujie, notorious among Human Martial Artists for single-handedly confronting the World Court and God Slaying Hall's twenty-nine experts, slaughtering them all—a feat impressive but nothing extraordinary to Hadi—could be rumored as such.

Previously, Ye Qingfeng had forced him and Slaga out of the ground layer with Thunder attacks; he took a hard hit and had his right hand scorched, which was enough to shock him. He also held Ye Qingfeng in high regard, or he wouldn't have issued the Dark Race Gathering Order to summon the other six kings.

But now, Ye Qingfeng was actually holding his own against the seven of them, using Thunder Power to beat them into retreat, not daring to step beyond a line. To be so utterly beleaguered by one human, with their strongest Dark Race Seven Wolf Kings still left helpless by this human, was unequivocally the greatest shame in the history of the Dark Race Wolfman Clan.

"The power and potential of humans, you beasts could never imagine!"

"I originally only meant to kill him, but you seven insisted on courting death; you can't blame anyone else!"

Ye Qingfeng's voice was chillingly indifferent. He stretched out his palm again; the Thunder Sea gently spun, countless Thunder reversed, halting their attack, converging into his palm.

"To end my myth of invincibility? With you all, you're far from qualified!"

As his voice fell, in the next instant, his five fingers suddenly clenched, and his palm pressed down at once.

"Palm Thunder!"

With a low shout, the world instantly lost color.

At the same time, four figures suddenly appeared a thousand feet away in the sky. The four elders' faces changed drastically, for the enormous Thunder Sea covering the sky they absolutely had never seen in their lifetime.

When they saw Ye Qingfeng, calm under the Thunder Sea, their gazes turned even more shaken. The one gathering such a terrifying Thunder Sea was merely a youth, or perhaps a young man?

The four shifted their gazes again, seeing the Seven Wolf Kings enshrouded within the blood-colored Light Shield; their expressions completely froze.

"That's... the Dark Race Seven Wolf Kings?

The Seven Wolf Kings are the strongest beings within the Dark Race Wolfman Clan. Even the four of them may not have guaranteed victory against the seven working together. Among all Martial Artists who could remain unscathed under their combined assault, they couldn't think of more than three.

But the youth in front of them had the Seven Wolf Kings completely suppressed, forcing them into a defensive curl?

Who is this youth, really?

Under the four's shocked eyes, countless Thunders descended from the sky, forming into a gigantic Thunder Light Bomb, suddenly crashing down.

The Seven Wolf Kings wished to dissolve the Light Shield and escape using the Illusion Secret Technique, but the Thunder Light Bomb was too fast to evade. Around them, Thunder storms had long since formed, sealing all the space.

Feeling the destructive aura of the Thunder Light Bomb, expressions of terror finally rose to the faces of the Dark Race Wolfman Clan's Strongest True Kings, with only Ye Qingfeng's voice faintly lingering in their ears.

"I, Ye Jiujie, shall today slay the Seven Kings again!"

"Crash!"

The Thunder swept down, and the Thunder Light Bomb exploded abruptly over the blood-colored Light Shield.

In an instant, the Thunder Light spread out, sweeping through Lei Ye, the entire world filled only with blue-purple hue, dazzling before the eyes.

In this purely blue-purple world, even the four newly arrived elders' powerful cultivation left them unable to see.

Feeling the violent, destructive force saturating the hundred-zhang space before them, the giants were filled with dread, thinking if it were them within, perhaps...

"Boom!"

The massive roar echoed through the heavens, as numerous people in Russia thousands of miles away gazed terrified towards the source of the sound.

In the distant sky, Thunder Arcs flickered endlessly in the air, seeming to connect heaven and earth, divinely unusual, leading many to believe some Divine was descending. Devout worshipers fell to their knees, eyebrows filled with reverence and awe.

After a long while, the blue-purple between heaven and earth faded gradually, but the violent Thunder Power still lingered without dispersing, filling every inch of space.

The four newly arrived elders looked forward, their horrified expressions rising again on their faces, eyes filled with an inexplicable fear.

Indeed, fear, complete-space.

In the hundreds of zhang sized space ahead, nothing remained, not a blade of grass to be seen.

A vast land, devoid of an inch of snow, only a vast patch of scorched blackness remained, a massive crater, hundreds of zhang in size, stood prominent, cleaving the land.

The giant pit seemed bottomless, with thick black smoke still emanating, indicating the place had once been swept by destructive power, as for the figures of the Dark Race Seven Wolf Kings, it's unknown where they've vanished to.

In the sky, only a young figure stood unyieldingly. The four elders fixed their gaze and suddenly recalled Ye Qingfeng's words at the moment he made his move.

"Ye Jiujie? Is he Huaxia's Ye Jiujie?"

All four reacted simultaneously, their eyes filled with even greater astonishment.

This extraordinary devil suddenly appearing in Russia?

The few had heard of many feats about Ye Jiujie, but as Russia's Guardians, of such formidable strength, they had protected Russia for 150 years, even the Russian emperor had to be extremely respectful to them, their status supremely revered.

Ye Qingfeng was seen as a rising star; though his battle records were astounding, in their eyes, it was still nothing out of the ordinary.

Prior, they still had some regard for Ye Qingfeng, as he was the most talented, potent, and promising individual among young Martial Artists, the future realm he could reach was difficult to imagine.

However, they always believed that Ye Qingfeng was still much weaker compared to them.

But today's scene entirely dispelled that notion.

The seven Dark Race Wolfman Clan War Emperors, with physical bodies equivalent to an Intermediate War Emperor, what a terrifying lineup?

Even if the four joined forces to battle these Seven Wolf Kings, though not defeated, a guaranteed victory seemed impossible, yet Ye Qingfeng alone, with his destroying heavens and earth Thunder surge, annihilated the Seven Kings—what terrifying means is this?

Ye Qingfeng's gaze was indifferent, the Thunder Sea still spinning above his head, the Thunder Power still incredibly fierce.

He looked towards the deep pit, the aura of the seven Dark Wolf Kings long since vanished, with not a trace of their remains left behind, along with Slaga annihilated amidst the endless Thunder.

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