"Dark Race Seven Wolf Kings?"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled softly, slowly turned around, and swept his gaze toward the four elders who had just arrived a thousand feet away.

The four had Western faces. As his indifferent gaze swept over them, he spoke lightly.

"Four Intermediate War Emperors?"

"Do you also want to fight me?"

Hearing Ye Qingfeng's question, the four Russian Guardians all paused in their gaze.

They had lived for nearly two hundred years, and when had they ever been questioned in such a tone by a junior?

But they had to admit, at this moment, a thought simultaneously arose in their hearts: they couldn't afford to antagonize this young man.

The Dark Race Seven Wolf Kings were enough to rival all four of them, but still ended up annihilated by thunder, with not a trace left. They had no enmity with Ye Qingfeng to begin with, so why would they want to provoke such a terrifying figure with such astonishing methods?

"So it's the Invincible War God gracing Russia. I am Ramos, a Guardian of Russia's Holy City, and these are my three junior brothers. We've always heard that the Invincible War God is the greatest in the world today, and what I've seen today surpasses the rumors!"

The most senior of the Russian Guardians, Ramos, clasped his fist in a gesture of goodwill to Ye Qingfeng. The Thunder Sea spiraling above Ye Qingfeng's head was still violent and ferocious; he couldn't imagine what kind of horrific strike they would suffer if they opposed Ye Qingfeng.

"Russian Guardians?"

Ye Qingfeng raised an eyebrow slightly but his expression remained unchanged.

These four, whom even the Emperor of Russia had to salute respectfully, didn't seem to hold much menacing power in his eyes.

Seeing that the four had no intention of fighting, Ye Qingfeng clasped one hand, and the Thunder Sea above his head dissipated instantly.

Ramos and his three brothers' eyes re-concentrated. To gather such a scale of Thunder Sea would take an unknown amount of thunder, and summoning it must not be easy; dispersing it would likely take some effort as well. Yet in Ye Qingfeng's hands, this thunder was like the most loyal servant, coming and going at his command, so obedient.

"May I ask why the War God is fighting the Dark Race Wolfman Clan?"

Ramos asked.

"Fighting them? They're not worthy!" Ye Qingfeng said indifferently, "The Dark Race Wolfman Clan allowed one of their members to consume human flesh and blood on my Huaxia border, harming innocent people. I came here just to kill him."

"Unfortunately, the beast's elders are still beasts, wanting to avenge it, so I killed them as well!"

Ramos and the others were shocked to hear this. Ye Qingfeng's tone was so nonchalant, as if he had only killed a few insignificant beasts, but what were those creatures?

They were members of the Dark Race Wolfman Clan, one of the strongest races in the world. The Dark Race Seven Wolf Kings, each one was a genuine True King, with formidable physical strength. At the same level, they could almost sweep away all human Martial Artists.

Yet such seven beings were obliterated by Ye Qingfeng in one fell swoop.

"This..."

Ramos and the others didn't know how to respond. From Ye Qingfeng's words, it seemed he had come across the border from Huaxia chasing down one of the Dark Race Wolfmen to slay him.

As Russian Guardians, they should technically judge Ye Qingfeng and never allow a Martial Artist from another country to parade over their land. But now, they couldn't muster any courage to oppose Ye Qingfeng in the slightest.

"If you have no objections, I won't accompany you further!"

Ye Qingfeng was not inclined to waste more time with the four of them, so he waved his hand and was about to turn and leave.

At that moment, his gaze suddenly hardened.

From within the deep pit and giant hole, a deafening roar came forth, followed by a beam of blood-red light shooting out, aiming directly for his chest.

Ye Qingfeng's eyes deepened, and with spiritual power bursting from his fists, he angrily smashed out.

"Bang!"

The blood-red light collided with his fists with a muffled sound. Ye Qingfeng's figure was immediately knocked back, flying through the air. He stepped back dozens of feet in mid-air before stopping.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing into the deep pit and giant hole.

A blood-red shadow emerged from it, with a massive body, wolf head, wolf body, and wolf claws, it was at least a hundred feet in size, an enormous beast in its entirety.

Its form was identical to the Dark Race Wolfmen, but it was incomparably gigantic, entirely blood-red, its fur standing up like inverted spikes. As soon as it appeared, half the sky was covered by its presence, sweeping blood-red light in all directions.

Ramos was first startled upon seeing the blood-shadow giant beast, then his gaze solidified, and disbelief filled his eyes.

"Is this... the Dark Race Wolf Emperor? How is that possible?"

"Dark Race Wolf Emperor? This is... the Dark Race Wolf Emperor?"

Ramos was horrified, and his three junior brothers were also beside themselves with fear, their eyes showing traces of fear.

The huge looming blood-red werewolf phantom in the sky was an absolute nightmare for them, not only for them but likely for any race in the world.

The Dark Race Wolf Emperor, the absolute ruler of the Dark Race Wolfman Clan, was a terrifying existence when the Dark Race Wolfman Clan swept across the world, subjugating all races.

In the grand war where various world races joined forces against the Dark Race Wolfman Clan, countless experts banded together to siege the Dark Race Wolf Emperor. In that battle, the Wolf Emperor alone slaughtered hundreds of experts from various races, and it was only through the combined planning of several top-level experts from various groups that it was finally exterminated.

Although Ramos and his counterparts did not witness that battle firsthand, their mentor participated and was part of those who launched the fatal strike against the Dark Race Wolf Emperor.

Because of the horror that was the Dark Race Wolf Emperor, even after it was finally slain, its invincible legend lived on, especially among Russian Martial Artists. Almost every sect and school within knew that the Dark Race Wolfman Clan had a Transcendent ruler who once stood proudly in the world, slaying countless masters from various races.

Ramos and his brothers' mentor once said that the Dark Race Wolf Emperor was the source of the Dark Race Wolfman Clan's power. If it were still alive, it would be an absolute disaster for the human world. They had seen the image of the Dark Race Wolf Emperor in their mentor's relics, exactly like the blood-shadow werewolf they saw now.

"Didn't the Dark Race Wolf Emperor die? How could this be?"

Ramos' heart was in a relentless upheaval. The terrifying aspect of the Dark Race Wolf Emperor was deeply ingrained in everyone's mind, and now it had suddenly appeared. How could anybody not be shaken?

In their hearts, they sensed an ominous foreboding feeling, sensing that the world would be plunged once more into a frenzy of blood and violence.

The enormous body of the Dark Race Wolf Emperor lay across the sky, its supreme wolf eyes fixing on Ye Qingfeng.

"Human, how dare you slaughter my kind?"

The Dark Race Wolf Emperor's gaze was filled with boundless anger, scarlet eyes flashing with a cold gleam. Inhaling and exhaling, winds began to form, extremely terrifying.

Ye Qingfeng paused slightly, looking up. Under the enormous body of the Dark Race Wolf Emperor, compared to it, he was like a humble ant.

Surprise filled his heart as well. The suddenly appearing blood-shadow werewolf possessed a power even greater than the Dragon King, and the violent, ferocious aura it emitted was unmatched.

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