Immortal God of War-Chapter 705 - 671: Fatty’s Rage_1

"Then keep your eyes wide open and see if Master Fatty dares or not?" Fatty broke into a grin.

The ink-black giant hand above him, like a towering mountain, suddenly plunged, aiming to obliterate the nine Clan Elders!

"Run!" Xia Changfeng bellowed anxiously.

Instantly, the nine Clan Elders fled frantically, like birds startled by the twang of a bowstring.

But then, Fatty exuded a terrifying pressure, immobilizing all nine of them in mid-air. They couldn’t move an inch, forced to watch as the giant hand descended.

"Old Ancestor, save us!" the nine elders cried desperately to Xia Changfeng for help.

"No matter who you are, you’re not leaving State City alive today!" Xia Changfeng roared, and his illusion immediately dissipated.

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Fatty’s eyes. He muttered under his breath, "Let’s see if you’re capable of that."

Subsequently, he showed no mercy.

The giant hand, formed by the Black Dragon’s Battle Intent, ruthlessly crashed down!

In despair, the nine Clan Elders were shattered into pieces, their blood dyeing the sky red. Their惨叫声 (miserable shrieks) echoed over the Xia Family’s residence, lingering for a long, long time.

Master Xia, held captive by Fatty, witnessed this scene, his courage utterly broken. Such terrifying prowess! How come I had never heard of this horrifying person before?

「At the lakeside below!」

Situ Hai, standing behind Lu Xingchen and the Wolf King, watched Fatty wreaking havoc high above. His hands clenched, his old face filled with excitement. Initially, he was deeply worried. But unexpectedly, with just a wave of Fatty’s hand, the nine Clan Elders of the Xia Family were slaughtered! He never anticipated that Fatty had grown so powerful. Looking at things now, they might actually demolish the Xia Family today.

「Meanwhile.」

The streets surrounding the Xia Family residence were now swarming with people. The commotion was so immense that practically everyone in East City had been alerted. Without exception, every face was filled with shock as they looked up at Fatty, suspended in the sky above the Xia Family.

The area outside the Xia Family gate was also packed, buzzing with a tumultuous roar.

And that old man had already stood up. He lifted his head, looking at Qin Feiyang and the young girl approaching, his blood-stained old face filled with joy.

WHOOSH!

Qin Feiyang, with the girl in tow, descended in front of the gate.

In an instant, the place quieted down.

"Grandpa," the girl immediately rushed into the old man’s arms, crying uncontrollably.

"Child, it’s alright. Don’t cry." The old man patted the girl’s shoulder, comforting her while looking gratefully at Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang walked up to the old man, handed him the Qiankun Bag, and said with a smile, "Old sir, take this Qiankun Bag and go!"

"Young man, thank you. But I absolutely cannot accept this Qiankun Bag," the old man hurriedly waved his hands.

Qin Feiyang thrust it into the old man’s hands, smiling. "Take this wealth and go live a good life."

"This won’t do!" the old man cried out anxiously.

Qin Feiyang chuckled lightly. "Keep it. It’s what you deserve."

"This..." The old man hesitated.

Suddenly, he took the girl and knelt on the ground. "Young man, we have no way to repay your kindness today. Please accept this bow from my granddaughter and me."

"No, no, no." Qin Feiyang quickly stepped forward, helping them up. "It was nothing, don’t be so formal."

Next, he gently ruffled the girl’s hair, smiling. "You have to look after your grandpa in the future."

"I will," the girl nodded obediently.

Qin Feiyang waved his hand, smiling. "Off you go!"

"Big Brother, I’ll remember you and Brother Butterball for the rest of my life!" The girl smiled shyly, then helped her grandfather up, and they turned to walk into the crowd.

The crowd ahead automatically parted, making way for them.

However, Qin Feiyang suddenly noticed that among the crowd, some people were looking at the Qiankun Bag in the old man’s hand with a hint of greed in their eyes.

Immediately, Qin Feiyang frowned. These people are clearly envious of this wealth. After all, two billion Gold Coins are not an insignificant amount; many people wouldn’t earn that much in several lifetimes. And this grandfather and granddaughter duo are utterly defenseless; I’m afraid they might still meet a tragic end.

Thinking of this, he smiled and called out, "Old sir, wait!"

The grandfather and granddaughter stopped. The old man turned to look at Qin Feiyang and asked, "Young man, do you have any instructions?"

Qin Feiyang said, "Old sir, do you trust me?"

"Of course, I trust you," the old man nodded.

Qin Feiyang said, "Good. I’ll send you to a place. As long as you don’t flaunt your wealth there, you won’t have any trouble."

"Don’t flaunt your wealth..." The old man pondered these words, then suddenly understood. He glanced warily at the crowd in front, then turned back to Qin Feiyang and bowed. "Thank you, young man."

Qin Feiyang smiled, took out a teleportation gate, and quickly activated it. The grandfather and granddaughter thanked him repeatedly before stepping into the portal.

Seeing them leave, those who harbored greedy intentions couldn’t help but show a hint of disappointment on their faces.

Once the teleportation gate disappeared, Qin Feiyang soared into the sky, flying towards Fatty and the others.

WHOOSH!

Just at that moment, a black-robed old man descended above the lake, his entire being brimming with potent Evil Qi!

It was Xia Changfeng!

Upon appearing, Xia Changfeng scanned the surrounding void. Seeing no sign of the nine Clan Elders, he immediately turned to Fatty and demanded, "Where are they?"

"Sorry, you’re too late. They’re already dead," Fatty replied with a smirk.

"Damn it!" Xia Changfeng seethed with rage.

Fatty scrutinized Xia Changfeng from head to toe, a playful look in his eyes. "Xia Changfeng, it’s only been a little over a decade. How have you aged so much?"

"Hmm?" Xia Changfeng frowned. "What do you mean? Have we met?"

"Of course, we have. It’s just that you, a person of high status, are forgetful and have forgotten Master Fatty. But Master Fatty has never forgotten you!" Fatty’s gaze hardened, a cold light flashing in his eyes. With a forceful twist of his hand, accompanied by a pained scream, Master Xia’s throat was crushed on the spot.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you so bent on annihilation?" Xia Changfeng roared, his eyes bloodshot.

"Who am I?" Fatty lowered his head, seemingly lost in memories.

"Xia Changfeng, do you still remember me?"

Just then, Situ Hai shot up into the sky, stood beside Fatty, and stared resentfully at Xia Changfeng.

"Hmm?" Xia Changfeng eyed Situ Hai suspiciously. Suddenly, as if remembering something, his gaze trembled violently, and he exclaimed in shocked anger, "You are Situ Hai!"

"HAHA..." Situ Hai laughed, almost maniacally. "So you do remember me! I thought you had forgotten me too!"

"Who is Situ Hai?" someone on the streets surrounding the Xia Family estate asked uncertainly.

"I think I’ve heard that name before, but I can’t quite recall," another person frowned.

Yet another said, "I know this Situ Hai. He was the steward of the Situ Family."

"I remember now! More than a decade ago, the Situ Family was at its peak in our State City, the most powerful family, without peer. But later, the Prefectural Lord discovered that the Situ Family’s old ancestor harbored rebellious intentions and ordered the extermination of their clan. Since then, the Situ Family became a thing of the past, gradually forgotten. But unexpectedly, the Situ Family’s steward is still alive. Now that he’s returned, it must be for revenge. But the Situ Family’s destruction was due to the crime of rebellion. What does that have to do with the Xia Family?" People were perplexed.

「Above the lake.」

Qin Feiyang, the Wolf King, and Lu Xingchen now all stood silently behind Fatty, facing Xia Changfeng.

Xia Changfeng looked at Situ Hai, also remaining silent, his expression flickering不定 (unsettled).

The place fell into a dead silence. Only Situ Hai’s crazed laughter echoed between heaven and earth, refusing to subside for a long time. And that laughter was filled with resentment, anger, and unwillingness!

"Heh heh..." Fatty suddenly shook his head and chuckled. "It’s been over a decade! I, Master Fatty, was forced to leave my homeland, enduring immense pain and torment, while you’ve been living a carefree life in State City, enjoying wealth and glory... Xia Changfeng, don’t you feel a shred of guilt?" Fatty lifted his head to look at Xia Changfeng, an irresolvable sorrow emanating from him.

Xia Changfeng’s pupils contracted. He said in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you?"

"I, Master Fatty, am a descendant of the Situ Family!" Fatty roared. "My father was Situ Hong, the Family Head of the Situ Family, who was brutally murdered by your hands! Now, listen carefully! My name is... Situ Tianyu!"

His gaze was as sharp as a blade, overbearing and aggressive. His aura was flamboyant, his long hair and clothes rustling in the wild wind. At this moment, he was like a divine demon descended upon the world, his entire being exuding a bone-chilling cold!

"Situ Tianyu?" Xia Changfeng frowned; the name sounded somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck him. Situ Hong did indeed have such a son. But he remembered this Situ Tianyu as having mediocre talent, fundamentally incapable of achieving greatness. But how could he have become so powerful now, after only a little over a decade?

Fatty smiled. "Remember now?"

Xia Changfeng shook his head. "Impossible! With your aptitude, it’s impossible to break through to War Ancestor so quickly! Who are you really? Speak!" The last sentence was almost a roar.

Fatty chuckled. "You even remember my mediocre aptitude. It seems these past years haven’t been so easy for you either!"

Xia Changfeng’s face twisted. Indeed, these years had been very difficult for him. Because he knew there were survivors from the Situ Family—fish that had escaped the net—he was afraid. Afraid that the Situ Family members would come seeking revenge. Thus, for more than a decade, he had lived very cautiously, very carefully. At the same time, he had also been trying to track down the remaining survivors, with Situ Hai being his primary target. But after so many years of searching, there was no news at all. This had become like a thorn, constantly pricking his heart, giving him no peace.

Fatty suddenly chuckled and asked, "Xia Changfeng, do you regret it now?"

Xia Changfeng clenched his fists tightly, undisguised killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Why are you staring at Master Fatty? Master Fatty asked if you regret it. Didn’t you hear?" As Fatty spoke, his voice rose to a roar. Killing intent burst forth!

BOOM!

He pointed his index finger, and a surge of Black Dragon Battle Intent erupted, roaring down like lightning.

With a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering KABOOM, one-third of the Xia Family estate was instantly reduced to dust and smoke! Countless guards, servants, and direct descendants of the Xia Family had their blood splattered on the spot!