Upon entering the mountain range, Qin Feiyang immediately opened a portal.

The very next instant, he found himself before an icy lake.

The night was as black as ink; he could hardly see his hand in front of his face.

Across the lake, a bright firelight caught his attention.

It was an extremely large tribe, its scale almost comparable to Sky Thunder City.

The difference was, this tribe consisted of wooden buildings. There were no city walls, only tall wooden fences.

Through the flickering firelight, he could clearly see two middle-aged men guarding the tribe's gate. Their auras were strong; they were both Nine-Star War Kings!

Above the main gate were four imposing characters: Bright King Tribe!

Qin Feiyang stared at the Bright King Tribe, his eyes glinting.

He had come this time for the Bright King Tribe's Third Grade Alchemy Fire.

He currently possessed the second grade Alchemy Fire from the Xu Tribe. Once he erased the Blood Covenant, his Netherworld Demon Flame could advance to Third Grade.

If he could then obtain the Third Grade Alchemy Fire from the three super tribes, the Netherworld Demon Flame could be upgraded again, to fourth rank Alchemy Fire!

Back in Black Bear City, using the Martial Palace's Alchemy Fire, he had been able to concoct pills with Elixir Patterns.

Although the Elixir Patterns were quite faint.

But one had to remember, the Martial Palace's Alchemy Fire was only First-Rank.

The Netherworld Demon Flame, being a second grade Alchemy Fire, could produce a very distinct Elixir Pattern.

The Holy Temple's Third Grade Alchemy Fire could produce two Elixir Patterns.

If it were a fourth rank Alchemy Fire, it was highly probable he could concoct pills with three Elixir Patterns!

And a Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill with three Elixir Patterns could increase one's cultivation by three minor realms!

The Vermilion Glazed Pill could even increase it by four minor realms.

Once he returned to State City, these elixirs would not only allow him to make a fortune but also significantly enhance his own value.

Dong Family, Lu Family, just wait. I will make you regret this!

A cold smile touched Qin Feiyang's lips as he took out a Restoration Pill and consumed it.

After reverting to his true appearance, he skirted the icy lake and arrived at the gate of the Bright King Tribe.

"Stop!"

"This is the Bright King Tribe! Please leave immediately!" the two men shouted.

Qin Feiyang replied, "If it weren't the Bright King Tribe, I wouldn't have come."

"What do you mean?"

The two exchanged a look, a trace of confusion in their eyes.

Wait! This young man seems familiar...

They scrutinized Qin Feiyang for a moment, their pupils constricting as their vigilance heightened.

"What are you doing at our Bright King Tribe?"

"Do you also intend to steal our Alchemy Fire?" they demanded, their voices harsh.

"Oh? How did you know?" Qin Feiyang feigned surprise.

The Bright King Tribe is far from the Xu Tribe and Sky Thunder City; they shouldn't have received news this quickly, right?

"Our Bright King Tribe has people stationed in Sky Thunder City year-round. We learn of any disturbance at the earliest opportunity."

"Kid, we advise you to get lost. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite," the two sneered.

Qin Feiyang paused, then asked, "Shouldn't you be trying to apprehend me?"

He was a wanted criminal, yet they weren't trying to apprehend him and even told him to leave? What was going on?

"A mere bounty of one million Gold Coins? We don't care about that."

"Scram!" The two men were arrogant, their eyes filled with disdain.

"True," Qin Feiyang said with a faint smile. "For a prestigious super tribe, one million Gold Coins really isn't much. However, I won't leave until I get the Alchemy Fire."

"Preposterous! So you really did come to steal the Alchemy Fire!"

The two men were enraged. The aura of Nine-Star War Kings erupted from them, transforming into an invisible tidal wave that surged toward Qin Feiyang!

"Steal?" Qin Feiyang snorted, executed the Wind Controlling Steps, and swiftly dodged aside.

"He dodged it?" The two were taken aback.

"Have you ever seen a thief as brazen as this?" Qin Feiyang said. "I don't want to waste words with you. Call out your leader; I need to speak with him."

"Who do you think you are, demanding to see our leader?"

"Go repent in hell! Snowstorm!"

The two men simultaneously raised their arms and slammed them down through the air. Instantly, all the accumulated snow within hundreds of meters surged into the sky!

WHOOSH!

The next instant, two snowstorms materialized, roaring with piercing howls as they charged at Qin Feiyang!

"You want to kill me? You don't have the ability!"

A cold light flashed in Qin Feiyang's eyes. He pointed a finger, and a wave of crimson Sword Qi emerged.

CLANG!!

In an instant, the crimson Sword Qi transformed into two sword shadows, each over ten meters long, which slashed through the air toward the two snowstorms!

BOOM!!

A moment later, the Sword Qi shattered, and the snowstorms were annihilated!

All three stumbled back a step!

"What?"

"He's actually this strong!" The two men's expressions changed.

This young man looked to be only eighteen or nineteen, yet his strength was on par with theirs?

Qin Feiyang glanced at the two, then looked toward a tall wooden building in the center of the tribe and shouted, "Leader of the Bright King Tribe, this junior, Qin Feiyang, has come to visit. Please show yourself!"

The previously silent Bright King Tribe was jolted by the shout.

Doors to wooden houses opened one after another.

Everyone emerged, their faces filled with astonishment and suspicion!

"I will not see you!"

Soon, a resonant voice, full of vigor, sounded from the wooden building.

"You won't see me?" Qin Feiyang smirked.

Taking a step, he shot into the Bright King Tribe like a bolt of lightning, leaving a trail of afterimages as he headed straight for the tall wooden building.

"Where did he go?" The two guards at the gate were stunned.

"Stop him!" Seeing Qin Feiyang had actually entered the tribe, their faces contorted in fury, and they hurriedly gave chase.

However, even though they were Nine-Star War Kings, without auxiliary combat techniques, they simply couldn't catch up to Qin Feiyang.

"Damned bastard!"

"Quick, stop him!" they roared.

"Brat, do you have a death wish? How dare you trespass into our Bright King Tribe!"

"Die!"

Ahead, figures rushed toward Qin Feiyang from all directions.

Battle Intent surged, sweeping across the sky. For a moment, the area blazed as bright as day!

Qin Feiyang, however, paid them no heed.

Pushing his Phantom Step to its limits, he weaved rapidly through the crowd, leaving illusions in his wake. He moved as if through uninhabited territory; no one could impede his progress!

"Die!" A burly man blocked Qin Feiyang's path and threw a savage punch.

It landed squarely on Qin Feiyang's chest.

However, no blood splattered. The burly man felt as if his punch had struck empty air.

Immediately after, Qin Feiyang's figure quickly dispersed.

"Damn it, it's an afterimage!" The burly man roared in anger. Turning, he saw Qin Feiyang was already dozens of meters away.

"How is he so fast?"

"It's an auxiliary combat technique!"

"Even our three great super tribes don't possess auxiliary combat techniques, yet he has one!"

"Just who is he?"

The crowd was utterly astonished and filled with disbelief.

"You! Stop right there!"

Suddenly, another person blocked Qin Feiyang's path.

He wore a leopard-skin coat, looked to be about eighteen or nineteen, with bright, deep-set eyes and a handsome face. He stood seven feet tall, straight as a pine, and possessed an extraordinary bearing.

But his cultivation was unimpressive.

Qin Feiyang could tell at a glance that he was a Seven-star Martial Ancestor, almost an entire major realm below him.

"With such pathetic strength, you dare block my way? Fool!"

Qin Feiyang stepped before the leopard-skin youth and slapped him across the face.

SMACK!

A crisp slap echoed.

"AHH!" The leopard-skin youth screamed, flying backward like a meteor and crashing into a snowdrift, his head spinning.

He scrambled up, disheveled, his face contorted with rage as he roared, "Bastard! Everyone, get him! Cripple him!"

The surrounding crowd immediately swarmed toward Qin Feiyang.

Oh, he's quite a big shot, huh?

Qin Feiyang's eyes flashed. In a few steps, he was before the leopard-skin youth.

"What do you want?" the leopard-skin youth cried out in fear and anger, backing away.

"Why couldn't you just stay quietly in your room? Why run out and join the commotion?"

"Isn't this just courting death?" Qin Feiyang grinned.

His large hand shot out!

His fingers, like iron pincers, clamped firmly around the leopard-skin youth's neck.

The leopard-skin youth immediately began to struggle, unable to breathe.

"I'd advise you not to move, or I'll crush your throat."

A chilling glint in his eyes, Qin Feiyang turned to face the crowd and shouted, "All of you, stand still! Or I'll kill him!"

Everyone abruptly halted, unsure what to do.

"Quick, release the Young Master!"

"Or you won't escape today, not even if you had wings!"

Several middle-aged men flew over. They were all War Emperors of the Bright King Tribe.

"I scare easily, so don't try to frighten me," Qin Feiyang chuckled. "If I end up doing something to harm him, don't blame me."

"What in the world do you want?"

A middle-aged man flew over. He wore a golden tiger-skin coat, appeared full of vigor, and his expression carried an immense aura of authority.

He was the leader of the Bright King Tribe, Luo Guang!

Qin Feiyang stated, "I want the Alchemy Fire."

"Outrageous!"

"You dare to try and seize the Alchemy Fire of our Bright King Tribe? You've got some nerve!"

The people of the Bright King Tribe were furious.

"Leader, he's the one who stole the Alchemy Fire from the Lie Family Tribe!" the two guards from the gate yelled, rushing over.

"I knew he looked familiar."

"So it's him."

The surrounding crowd glared at Qin Feiyang with extreme hostility.

"Qin Feiyang, is it?" Luo Guang said. "Let him go. Leave immediately, and I'll consider the past incidents settled."

Qin Feiyang replied, "That won't do. I came here specifically for the Alchemy Fire. If you don't give it to me, I won't leave."

Luo Guang shook his head. "It's impossible for me to give you the Alchemy Fire. Name another condition!"

"Then I'll just have to kill him and find another opportunity to take it," Qin Feiyang said with a light smile.

"Actually, I'm being quite sincere.

Look, have I injured a single person from your tribe?

On the contrary, your own tribesmen attacked me at the slightest disagreement. That's simply impolite.

I have no choice now but to take it by force."

Luo Guang frowned. "Alright then. Release him, and we can discuss this properly."

"If I release him, you'll probably all attack me at once.

Don't take me for a fool, and stop wasting time. Hand over the Alchemy Fire now!"

Qin Feiyang's fingers tightened.

The leopard-skin youth's face instantly flushed crimson, his features contorted in pain.

"Father... save me..." he struggled frantically, desperately crying for help, his eyes filled with terror and despair.

Luo Guang looked at his son, then at Qin Feiyang, his expression grim.

Qin Feiyang said, "I'll count to three. If you don't give it to me, I'll kill him. One... two... three!"

"Stop! I'll give it to you!" Luo Guang roared through gritted teeth. "High Priest, bring the Alchemy Fire!"

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