"Brother Yun!"

Seeing the middle-aged Martial Artist limp and collapse in front of Luo Feng, among the Wang Family higher-ups, a green‑clothed woman with phoenix eyes and stunning beauty bit down on her silver teeth, her phoenix brows standing on end as she glared at Luo Feng, killing intent surging in her gaze.

"You dare kill Brother Yun? Hand over your life! Drifting Snow of the Clouds!"

With a crisp shout, the green‑clothed woman took a step out, True Qi billowing around her. Her plain, jade‑white palm carried a terrifying chill as it locked onto the space where Luo Feng stood, and she blasted out with a palm.

Crack crack crack...

The instant that chilling palm force appeared, the temperature of the entire Purple Cloud Plaza plummeted. Wherever it passed, flakes of snow floated in the air, and even the sun‑baked stone ground congealed with a layer of frost. The Martial Artists watching from afar all couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Luo Feng’s expression was ice‑cold. His clothes fluttered without wind. He neither retreated nor dodged, directly throwing out a straight punch to meet it head‑on.

"Die!"

Boom!

A simple punch, yet its power was tyrannical to the extreme. The surroundings instantly roiled with wind and cloud, as if it held the might to shatter mountains and rend the earth.

Bang!

Fist and palm collided, and the entire Purple Cloud Plaza suddenly shuddered. The beautiful woman’s phoenix eyes widened, filled with utter disbelief.

The next instant!

The woman’s Protective Gang Energy shattered. She spat out a great mouthful of blood, her body shooting away like a kite with its string cut, crashing a hundred meters away and smashing a large pit into the ground, life or death unknown.

Silence!

The entire Purple Cloud Plaza abruptly sank into an eerie stillness. Everyone nearby fixed their gazes on Luo Feng, all dumbstruck.

In less than two breaths of time, two Wang Family higher‑ups had fallen one after another!

You had to know, anyone qualified to sit here today was a core member of the Wang Family, their Cultivation at least at the eighth level of the Meridian Wheel Realm! The woman who struck last was a first‑layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist, yet she still couldn’t withstand even a single move.

"This guy is too terrifying..."

Gazing at Luo Feng standing ramrod straight in the middle of the plaza, his expression indifferent, everyone couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts. In front of so many people, he said he’d kill and killed—this kind of swift, thunderous way of doing things made it impossible to imagine that he was only a sixteen‑year‑old youth.

At the side, cold sweat even seeped out on Wang Molin’s face. The power of that punch just now made his own heart palpitate. Originally, seeing how young Luo Feng was, he had thought that with a few small tricks he could stabilize the other party. Now it seemed things were nowhere near that simple.

Luo Feng paid no attention to the surrounding gazes, his eyes sweeping toward the other Wang Family higher‑ups.

All the Wang Family higher‑ups felt their faces tighten.

Suddenly—

"This is simply bullying us too much!"

A burly Wang Family Martial Artist flew into a rage, Yuan Qi surging wildly all over him as he stood up and shouted at Luo Feng:

"How could my Wang Family’s people let you slaughter at will? Everyone, attack together! Capture this brat! Two fists can’t beat four hands—I want to see just how long he can last!"

"That’s right, I don’t believe that with so many of us, we still can’t kill him."

"There’s a road to Heaven Gate yet you won’t walk it; Hell has no door yet you barge in. Brat, you can only blame yourself for daring to step into Black Cloud City!"

The Wang Family higher‑ups all brimmed with killing intent. Over the matter of injuring Luo Zhan, none of them could escape responsibility. According to what Luo Feng had just said, even if they didn’t make a move, everyone present was doomed. They might as well fight to the death; there was still a sliver of life!

On their side were over ten people. There were also four Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artists, and the Family Head Wang Molin was even a peak fourth‑layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist.

Wang Molin stared at Luo Feng, his brows slightly furrowed. He didn’t know whether he should act or not.

"Feng Er..."

By the iron cage, Shen Qing saw that over a dozen Wang Family higher‑ups were about to attack Luo Feng. Her expression changed slightly. Just as she was about to step forward to help, a voice drifted over—it was Luotian.

"Shen Qing, you don’t need to act. Feng Er will be fine."

Shen Qing’s steps halted. She glanced sideways at Luotian and saw his face calm. Realizing something, she stopped.

Luo Feng looked at the Wang Family higher‑ups closing in, a cold gleam flashing through his eyes.

Leaving Luo Ying aside for now, the Wang Family had actually dared to make a move on his father Luotian. Their crimes were monstrous; naturally he would show no mercy to the Wang Family. Even if some among these people had nothing to do with the matter, he had no intention of letting them go. Having suspicion was enough.

"Do it!"

"Kill!"

"Cut this brat down!"

Over a dozen Wang Family higher‑ups surrounded Luo Feng in a tight ring, suddenly roaring in unison as they pounced toward him.

That burly man was a second‑layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist and charged in the lead. In his hand, a ring‑backed refined iron saber cleaved down from midair. Scorching Yuan Qi gathered along the blade, transforming into a saber curtain over ten meters wide that slashed down at Luo Feng from above.

"Fierce Cloud Chop!"

The blazing saber curtain layered upon itself, dazzling under the sunlight like flowing light, like a swath of burning clouds crushing down from the sky.

Luo Feng didn’t even look at the saber light. His right hand clenched into a fist and he blasted out a punch with his right.

Bang!

The air shook violently. Layer upon layer of saber light twisted and shattered, disappearing without a trace, while the remaining force of the punch did not diminish as it bored straight through.

"Chop!"

The burly man’s expression changed. He pushed his Yuan Qi to the extreme and chopped toward the fist Gang.

Pfft!

The ring-handled refined iron saber shattered, the burly man spewed a mouthful of blood, his body skidding back over a hundred meters, slamming into a Martial Artist in the crowd before finally coming to a stop.

The people around glanced at the burly man and all sharply sucked in a breath of cold air.

The burly man’s body still maintained the posture of gripping his blade in a chopping strike, his eyes bulging wide, blood seeping from all seven orifices; his breath was already gone.

The remaining force from that punch had shattered all his bones and internal organs.

At this moment, the other Wang Family higher-ups rushed to Luo Feng, more than a dozen joining forces, their momentum soaring to the heavens; the Qi Force they stirred up formed vortexes of energy, an alarming display.

"Mountain-Cracking Bone-Shattering Fist!"

"Traveling Whip Sword!"

"Chaotic Wind Floating Cloud Sword!"

"Iron Mountain Palm!"

The dozen-odd people each unleashed their ultimate techniques, intent on killing Luo Feng in a single strike; their combined momentum surged out in an overwhelming wave.

In an instant, the plaza trembled, the air boomed, the purple rocks around them split open one after another, debris spiraling into mid-air, then ground to powder by the Qi Force, as if the end of the world had arrived. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Fall back!"

The spectators in the plaza were terrified and quickly retreated backward, afraid of being caught in the aftershocks.

Luo Feng stood at the center of the Qi Force, like a boulder, unmoving. Staring at the approaching Wang Family higher-ups, the Yuan Qi in his body boiled, dark-red flames ignited around him; if one looked closely, one could see faint threads of gold flowing within.

"Step of Sky-Burning Monarch!"

Eyes like lightning, Luo Feng stood with hands clasped behind his back, then lifted his right foot and stomped down hard. In an instant, an unparalleled tyrannical aura spread out, like an emperor surveying the Eight Wastelands, before whom nothing could stand.

"Not good!"

At the rear of the charging group, Wang Molin stared at Luo Feng, his face changing drastically. Ignoring the backlash of Yuan Qi, he forcibly halted his offense and used Qinggong to fling himself backward.

The very next moment!

Boom!

The entire Black Cloud City seemed to tremble. As Luo Feng’s foot came down, a ring of almost tangible flaming Yuan Qi shockwave erupted outward. Within a hundred meters, the ground instantly collapsed four to five meters down, nothing left standing, including those charging Wang Family higher-ups.

Pff!

Wang Molin’s feet hit the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. That brief instant of hesitation had ended up saving his life, but the violent Yuan Qi impact still forced blood from his lips.

He raised his head to look ahead, his mouth slightly agape, unable to close it for a long time.

In the plaza, a circular crater appeared, nearly ten meters deep and a hundred meters across. Everything inside had been crushed to nothingness, turned into void.

As for those Wang Family higher-ups, it was as if they had never existed in the first place.

"What terrifying power!"

After a brief silence, a young female Swordsman stared at the enormous crater, her pretty face filled with shock, unable to hold back a cry of surprise.

"Just what level has Luo Feng’s strength reached? He’s too strong."

"With a single move, even Spiritual Rotation Realm second-layer Martial Artists are left without bones—this is the strength of someone in the top forty of the New Dragon List?"

"No. I heard a rumor a few days ago: some time back at the Business Alliance Conference in Big Market City, Luo Feng defeated the twenty-sixth-ranked Azure Cloud Swordsman, Qian Shaofeng, on the New Dragon List!"

"I heard about that too. I thought it was just a rumor, but it seems it was true. Qian Shaofeng’s cultivation stepped into the seventh layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm long ago; for Luo Feng to defeat him, he’s likely already stepped into the eighth layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm."

"Hiss, eighth layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm! No wonder those Wang Family higher-ups had no power to resist before him. It seems his strength is enough to contend for a spot in the top twenty of the New Dragon List."

"Top twenty, that’s too exaggerated! He’s only been in Linglong Hall for how long."

"The Luo Family actually produced such a monstrous genius..."

The Martial Artists in the plaza were all dumbfounded; Luo Feng’s strength had completely surpassed their imagination.

On the other side, Shen Qing also wore an expression of disbelief. She knew Luo Feng was no longer that good-for-nothing young master everyone despised, but a postnatal genius. Yet the contrast between then and now was simply too astonishing, leaving her heart unable to calm for a long time.

Whoosh...

Letting out a long, turbid breath, Luo Feng swept a gaze around, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Sky Cloud Step truly lived up to being an Earth-rank Light Martial Arts. Even without reaching the ninth layer Great Achievement Realm, the Step of Sky-Burning Monarch already had such power.

In the future, when Sky Cloud Step is cultivated to the ninth layer and the flames fully transform into gold, who knows what terrifying level the power of the Step of Sky-Burning Monarch will reach.

As this thought flashed through his mind, Luo Feng turned his gaze toward Wang Molin. The fact that the other party had managed to evade that last strike was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Under Luo Feng’s sweeping gaze, Wang Molin felt a bone-deep chill spread through his entire body, and he involuntarily retreated three steps.

This was no longer a matter of face. With Luo Feng’s strength, he could reduce the entire Wang Family to dust with a snap of his fingers.

Swallowing hard, Wang Molin suddenly noticed Gu Yushan at his side. His eyes flickered slightly as he abruptly shouted in a falsely emboldened voice:

"Luo Feng, how dare you! This is not your Panlong City, but Black Cloud City. You savagely kill people here—have you no regard for City Lord Gu!"

At this moment, Wang Molin felt somewhat fortunate that he had invited Gu Yushan here.

He and Gu Yushan had some private dealings, and he knew this man to be narrow-minded, already long displeased that Luotian’s reputation overshadowed his. Now was the perfect time to make use of that.

Gu Yushan was from the Gu Family, head of the six great clans. The Gu Family had a True Yuan Realm expert sitting in town, their influence immense. If he stepped out for him, Luo Feng definitely wouldn’t dare kill him!

Luo Feng paid no attention to his scheming, his brows lifting slightly as he said coolly:

"Today, you are doomed to die."