Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 375: The Flickering White Light

Chapter 375: Chapter 375: The Flickering White Light

"No!" A piercing scream, resonating with disbelief, broke the silence as the Dark Elf male’s body was swiftly blasted by the Black Demon Pillar; in an instant, his entire body was devoured by it. The Black Demon Pillar continued its violent surge upward, reaching for the higher night sky.

"Hmph! So much for the so-called grandeur and nobility of the Dark Elf Clan, nothing but trash!" Shi Feng’s voice dripped with scorn, echoing above the onlookers.

"This..."

"This..."

Below, the members of the Snake-man Clan gazed up at the night sky, their eyes fixed on the man standing proudly in black, and the Black Demon Pillar piercing the heavens—they swallowed hard without even realizing it.

Such a powerful Dark Elf, capable of annihilating their entire clan, was just like that, defeated by this legendary Mad Demon.

Shi Feng’s voice still echoed in everyone’s ears.

Nothing but trash!

In this desert wasteland, only he could speak such words, only he had the strength to say them. No wonder this formidable man from the Human Clan was chosen as the "Divine Messenger"!

"Brother Shi Feng!"

Afterwards, the Black Demon Pillar, resembling a wisp of black mist in the darkness, gradually faded and disappeared into the night.

At that moment, a disheveled black figure, as if losing its support, dropped swiftly from where the Black Demon Pillar had vanished. With a heavy "thud," it landed in the Priest Hall, amidst the chaotic debris, the densely cracked floor. The already damaged ground manifested even more fissures instantly.

The members of the Snake-man Clan, watching the black figure that had crashed onto the ground, retreated unconsciously. After all, this was someone from the Dark Elf Clan—a representation of the fierce dominance that had been established in the hearts of all tribes over the ages.

Shi Feng, standing proudly in the Void, moved. With a "thump," he also landed in front of the Dark Elf male sprawled on the ground. As the Dark Elf attempted to slightly lift his disheveled head, Shi Feng’s right foot followed suit, stepping down on the Dark Elf’s head, pushing his face back into deep contact with the ground.

A collective gasp filled the Priest Hall. This was a man of the Dark Elf Clan, who always held themselves in high regard, proud, believing themselves to be the most prestigious race, and yet, he was ruthlessly trampled under the foot of this young man, now lying on the ground, his clothes torn and dirty, like a dead dog.

"Woo! Uh! Ah!" The man under Shi Feng’s foot struggled, letting out pained noises akin to a whimpering dog.

Shi Feng lifted his foot from the Dark Elf’s head, and the dirt-covered man abruptly raised his head. His visage, twisted in ferocity, snarled at Shi Feng, "You! You dare to insult me! To insult the prestigious Dark Elf Clan, you—you’re going to die!"

"And you all!" The Dark Elf’s gaze sharply turned, like a Poison Snake, toward the Snake-men, his face contorted with anger as he ground his teeth, "You, Snake-man Clan, dare to defy the will of my Dark Elf Clan, dare to conspire with the Human Clan against the great Dark Elf Clan, plotting treachery! You will die, all of you will die, the Snake-man Clan shall be annihilated!"

As the Dark Elf Clan man spat out his last sentence, his teeth were clenched tightly, hissing with elongated sounds; his ferocious demeanor was as though he wanted to bite each and every member of the Snake-man Clan to death.

The look on his face, that sound, was like that of a devil emerging from the depths of hell, sending shivers down the spines of the Snake-men facing this Dark Elf man.

"You scum, it seems you still don’t understand your own situation," Shi Feng looked down, his face filled with disdain as he gazed upon the Dark Elf man and spoke.

Then, with another step, he stomped down once again on the noble head of the Dark Elf man, pressing his esteemed face into the ground once more.

"Ahh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" The Dark Elf man struggled fiercely on the ground once again, making "Ahh, ooh" noises.

Watching the Elf man still struggling and making noises, Shi Feng’s brows furrowed with annoyance, and he said, "You’re really noisy! Even a dog knows to be quiet! Since that’s the case, then be completely silent."

As Shi Feng spoke, he formed a Sword Finger with his right hand and gently swept it horizontally below, and suddenly, a series of white luminescence flashed across the Dark Elf’s neck. When the light vanished, there were bloody gashes on the back of the Dark Elf man’s neck, from which bright red blood sprayed out like a leaky water bag.

"This is... dead!" As they saw the blood spurting from the back of the neck of the Dark Elf man, members of the Snake-man Clan gasped in shock.

He was truly dead, a member of the Dark Elf Clan had died just like that, and what’s more, he died in their Territory of the Snake-man Clan. The battle between the Snake-man Clan and the Dark Elf Clan had now become unavoidable.

"Hmph, dead is dead. Now that Lord Messenger is in our territory, what do we have to fear from his Dark Elf Clan!" a valiant and robust Snake-man warrior snorted.

"After all these years, the Dark Elf Clan has dominated the deserts, always looking down on other races. Moreover, Princess Zi Ya kindly saved their Prince, yet not only did they not show gratitude, they even threatened our Snake-man Clan, insisting Princess Zi Ya marry their so-called Prince. The Dark Elf Clan’s contempt for our race, their disdain for the Snake-man Clan, we shall fight them! We ask Lord Messenger to lead us into battle against the Dark Elf Clan!"

"Yes! Lord Oba is right; we will fight the Dark Elf Clan!"

"Let’s battle! We want the Dark Elf Clan and all the races of the desert to know that we, the Snake-man Clan, are not so easily bullied!"

"We request Lord Messenger to lead us, to battle against the Dark Elf Clan!"

The Snake-man Clan members, their blood ignited by each other’s low battle cries and influenced by Shi Feng’s demonstration of formidable power, let their pent-up emotions burst forth in light of Princess Zi Ya’s recent troubles.

At that moment, Shi Feng did not respond to the Snake-man Clan members. He opened the palm of his right hand towards the corpse of the Dark Elf man below. Suddenly, even more intense blood, under the influence of Shi Feng’s mystical power, sprayed out like a fountain from the neck of the Dark Elf man towards Shi Feng’s palm and was instantly absorbed upon contact.

Under the watchful eyes of the Snake-man Clan, the body of that Dark Elf man rapidly deflated like a punctured balloon. In no time, except for the intact Elven head, his body became a mummified corpse that seemed as if it had been weathered in the desert for a thousand years without decay.

Straightaway after that, the crowd saw their Lord Messenger’s body suddenly flash with a white light!