Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 306: The Elder in the Blue Robe Arrives by Space-breaking

Chapter 306: Chapter 306: The Elder in the Blue Robe Arrives by Space-breaking

"Looking for death!"

"Looking for death!"

"Looking for death!"

When the guards in Tianyi Town heard Shi Feng’s words, they immediately shouted angrily one by one. Shi Feng’s words implied that these people were even worse than dogs.

To draw out the bloodthirsty beast that was harming people, Shi Feng had deliberately concealed his Martial Arts Cultivation. So, in their eyes, this young man was merely an ordinary civilian.

These proud Martial Artists, having been insulted by a mere civilian, an outsider no less, believed this man was literally seeking his own death.

"Enough, he’s just a frog in a well." Hearing his companions’ cold snorts, the leading man named Li waved his hand and said to the people behind him, "Little Yu, teach him a lesson. Slap him ten times and break one of his legs to give the brothers some relief."

"No problem!" A young voice responded from among the Martial Artists. Soon, a twenty-year-old young man stepped forward. This man was a Three-star Warrior, the youngest and lowest in the Martial Arts Realm among these Martial Artists, but dealing with a common civilian was just a matter of flicking a finger. In Shi Feng’s eyes, this man was no more than an ant, easily extinguished at will.

"Hmph, he must be someone from the mountains. There probably aren’t even Martial Artists where he comes from, and he clearly doesn’t understand what being a Martial Artist or the Martial Dao is all about." Among the Martial Artists, as they watched the young man approach Shi Feng, cold, angry faces slowly took on a mocking expression.

"Knock your head on the ground ten times before Young Master, and I’ll spare you from ten slaps. Break one of your legs yourself, and I won’t personally make a move," the young Martial Artist named Little Yu said as he pointed at Shi Feng, his tone high and mighty and allowing no room for refusal.

Seeing him as nothing more than an ant, Shi Feng didn’t even bother speaking. With a casual flick of his finger, suddenly, a cold white phosphorescence shot out from his fingertip at extreme speed and struck directly at the forehead of the young Martial Artist.

Before the young Martial Artist could react, the cold white phosphorescence had already hit his forehead. He still maintained his haughty pose, finger pointing at Shi Feng, but his body was motionless, his expression frozen.

If someone had looked closely, they would have noticed a tiny, rice-grain-sized hole in the forehead of the young Martial Artist named Little Yu, from which a thread of blood seeped out.

This man had, in fact, just been killed by a flick of Shi Feng’s finger.

"What’s going on? Why isn’t Little Yu moving?"

"What is he doing? Is he trying to show off in front of these civilians? These young people, why are they all like this?"

In fact, they hadn’t noticed the action of Shi Feng’s finger and the phosphorescence that was faster than their naked eye could follow.

"Hmm? Something’s not right!" After a while, these Martial Artists gradually realized something was off. The young man named Little Yu was still standing, but he was eerily still.

"Could it be... Little Yu!" someone suddenly realized something.

"Did we... did we kick an iron board?"

"But... isn’t this person just a civilian?"

At that moment, Shi Feng slightly raised his head; he had just sensed a rapidly approaching aura. Suddenly, with a "bang," a figure burst directly into the inn from above, scattering broken tiles and startling everyone in the inn, who all turned their eyes toward this figure.

A man-sized hole appeared above the inn, and just beneath this hole, an elderly figure in a green shirt floated, "Flying through the air, a Martial King Realm Expert!"

When everyone saw the elderly man in a green shirt, their faces changed dramatically and they exclaimed in shock.

The Elder in a green shirt paid no heed to those he considered as lowly as ants and indifferently addressed the inn, "Waiter, prepare a pot of good wine for me. I’m in a hurry, make it quick!"

"Yes, yes! Right away! Please wait a moment." A flying expert was like a mythical figure to these townspeople, and the waiter dared not delay, hastily responding to the request.

"Hmm!" The Elder in a green shirt nodded slightly before looking down at the crowd below. Just as the elder’s gaze swept over a dark figure below, his face suddenly changed dramatically, "My goodness! How did I end up running into this Mad Demon, and right above his head no less!"

Images from Floating Void Mountain flashed through his mind, remembering the agonizing screams of Wei Fang, the Right Elder of the Floating Void Sect, a Seven-star Martial Sect Realm Expert. The old man immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

This elder had also just returned from Floating Void Mountain and entered this inn upon encountering a small town on his way, not expecting to come across this Mad Demon randomly in this run-down inn.

But the elder felt that he couldn’t blame himself. Who knew that this Mad Demon would be here in this insignificant place, this shabby inn? With your current status, even sitting in the Golden Throne Hall of the Imperial City, probably no one would dare say a word against you.

Then, the elder quickly descended, bowing in front of Shi Feng, his body trembling involuntarily, "Feng... Young Master Feng... I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were here!"

"Hmm?" Shi Feng frowned slightly, looking toward this unfamiliar old man who suddenly began paying respects to him.

"Ah!" But at that moment, the elder was already terrified out of his wits. Seeing Shi Feng frown, he thought he had angered Shi Feng and immediately fell to his knees with a "plop," continuously knocking his head on the ground, "I’m sorry, Young Master Feng! I’m sorry, I realize my mistake! Please spare me!"

"Hisss! Hisss! Hisss! Hisss! Hisss!" At that scene, a series of gasps sounded throughout the inn. A Martial Artist who could fly, a mythical figure, was now kneeling before this young man. So, who exactly was this young man, and what was his Martial Arts Realm...?

Especially those guards led by the man named Li, they were chilled to the bone, their bodies shuddering uncontrollably, eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

They looked at each other and from each other’s faces saw shock, regret, and terror. This time, they had truly kicked an iron board.