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Bang!
A thunderous blast echoed as the long spear embedded itself directly into the wall of the Great Hall, leaving only a small section of its tail visible. The wall cracked and spread like a spider web, creaking ominously.
Just as the long spear was hurled, the overjoyed Xiong Yu had already been frightened out of his wits. Fortunately, the elder beside him swiftly shoved him to safety, avoiding a deadly fate.
Whoosh!
The sudden appearance of the long spear plunged the crowd into a state of chaos. For a moment, the formerly bustling Great Hall fell into a silence so pronounced that one could hear a pin drop.
Step by step, Xiao Chen entered the Great Hall. His unexpected appearance before the Black Mountain Tribe visibly shook them with its brutish and domineering aura, leaving them momentarily speechless.
"Brother Xiao, you...."
In the chaos, the veil covering Mu Qing's face had fallen onto the ground. She had given up all hope, yet in this moment of despair, Xiao Chen magically appeared before her.
"How dare you, who are you?"
Mu Qing's words jolted the crowd awake. Several guards rushed in from outside, surrounding him in a defensive circle. They assumed a confronting posture, intending to apprehend Xiao Chen.
"Xiao Chen, oh, it should be Chief Xiao Chen now. Today is my brother's wedding. Are you here to congratulate him? Heh heh! But your method of congratulation is quite unusual."
After a moment's pause, a figure stood up, waving away the surrounding guards and addressing Xiao Chen in the crowd. There was a hint of mockery in his tone.
This man was Xiong Yu's younger brother, Xiong Kang. Xiao Chen's presence undeniably took him by surprise. However, he saw it as inconsequential. He believed that regardless of Xiao Chen's arrival, the Gu Yuan Tribe could only swallow their pride and put on a facade of celebration. His presence only served to make a fool of himself in the end.
As for the Black Mountain Tribe's leader, Xiong Li, he was not present. He was engaged in intricate negotiations with the Grand Elder of the Withered Wood Tribe in the backyard.
Ignoring everyone, Xiao Chen advanced towards Mu Qing. To him, the Black Mountain tribespeople were insignificant as pebbles on the side of the road.
"Xiao Chen, you... daring! Would you dare come and wreak havoc in my Black Mountain Tribe, thinking that you're some kind of mighty force?"
Noticing that Xiao Chen did not kneel to beg for mercy, as he had anticipated and completely ignoring him, a rage sparked in Xiong Kang's eyes.
"Xiao Chen, are you still under the illusion that your dead old man can protect you? I advise you against acting rashly!"
"Exactly, Chief Xiao, a man who recognizes the times is a wise man. Please don't act rashly."
...
Seeing Xiao Chen's audacious attitude, the crowd started making a racket. They each looked at Xiao Chen mockingly, waiting for his humiliation.
In their view, Xiao Chen's actions were nothing but impulsive. Mu Qing's fate of becoming someone else's plaything was inevitable. After all, with the Black Mountain Tribe's power and standing in broad daylight, Xiao Chen had no choice but to submit to their tyranny and beg for mercy.
"Brother Xiao, you need to leave..leave now!"
Looking at Xiao Chen, who had trespassed alone, Mu Qing ignored her own desperate circumstances. Instead, she was worried about the rash action he had taken and how he'd escape.
Seeing the usually silent Mu Qing express concern for Xiao Chen, a bitter resentment flashed across the eyes of Xiong Yu, who'd narrowly escaped danger earlier.
Since Mu Qing had been taken to the Black Mountain Tribe, she had remained silent, refusing to eat. To prevent her from running away or committing suicide, Xiong Yu had force-fed her a bone-softening pill. After taking the pill, her entire body had become as limp as mud. He had also arranged for two handmaids to watch her closely.
The more Mu Qing worried about Xiao Chen, the more Xiong Yu desired to kill Xiao Chen to vent his anger.
"Wench, the more you care for him, the more I wish to torment him before you. Heh heh!"
"Xiao Chen, I heard that you and Mu Qing have been childhood friends, growing up together. Today, this young Chief will grant you an opportunity. Kneel and beg me, and when I've had my fill playing with this wench, maybe then I'll return her to you, ha ha ha..."
Not only that, the seated crowd also joined in the laughter. A deep sense of ridicule permeated the air, as if Xiao Chen's humiliation was already a foregone conclusion.
Xiao Chen's eyes turned icy. The next moment, he raised his hand and, with the force of the wind, slapped it hard across Xiong Yu's face.
"You dare....."
Xiong Yu wasn't as lucky this time and could only watch as the slap landed on his face.
Slap!
Under everyone's watchful gaze, Xiong Yu's mouth spurted blood, and like a damaged sack, he flew high into the air and tumbled down from the altar.
Spit!
Spitting out several mouthfuls of blood and a broken tooth, Xiong Yu felt dizzy and only heard a ringing in his ears. Before he could regain his senses, a dark figure fiercely stomped on his head.
"Who do you think you are to threaten me, the Tribal Leader?"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xiong Yu was actually being stepped on mercilessly by Xiao Chen.
Xiong Yu, who has been arrogant and domineering since childhood, has never felt such humiliation. He was stepped on by others on his own turf. This was simply unbearable, even more than killing him directly. If he could not wash away the shame of today, he could imagine that he would never be able to lift his head among the tribe.
He tried his best to move his body, trying to stand up from under Xiao Chen's feet, but there was no change. Xiong Yu roared angrily, "Beast! How dare you humiliate this young clan leader, Xiao Chen, I swear I'll kill you, not just you, but also Mu Qing, I will make her suffer, to be everyone's plaything, ahh…"
Not only did Xiao Chen show no signs of surrender, but he constantly challenged his bottom line. The fact that he stepped on Xiong Yu not only embarrassed Xiong Kang but threatened the tribe's reputation. Xiao Chen had to be dealt with to maintain the chief's authority.
"Let go of my big brother immediately, or you won't make it out of here. I suggest you surrender and beg for mercy from the Black Mountain Tribe."
"Really?" Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "In that case, I, as clan leader, will take Xiong Yu's life first, then deal with you…"
Once he finished speaking, Xiao Chen was ready to stomp down, and it looked like Xiong Yu's head would be smashed.
"Bastard!"
"Stop it!"
At this moment, suddenly, a frightening aura attacked from outside the door and flew in, clearly trying to stop Xiao Chen from killing Xiong Yu.
Xiao Chen did not care in the slightest, and his big foot stomped down ruthlessly.
"What are you doing, don't..."
Feeling the killing intent emanating from Xiao Chen, Xiong Yu finally realized that Xiao Chen really intended to kill him. His enraged expression instantly turned into deep fear. Various emotions surged up, and an odor came from between his legs.
Splat!
Before his words could be finished, Xiong Yu's head shattered like a burst watermelon under Xiao Chen's foot. His twisting body abruptly stopped.
When Xiong Yu had taken his tribespeople hostage, Xiao Chen had already sentenced him to death in his heart. If one commits an unforgivable mistake, they should be punished and pay the price, and this price was to go to hell and atone for his sins.
Just as Xiao Chen stepped down, the streak of light had already swept in front of him. The air was filled with the roaring sound of tigers and lions, as if it was going to devour him.
Even in the face of such overpowering threat, Xiao Chen wasn't afraid. He didn't even blink an extra time more and directly and powerfully slaps away the oncoming storm.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Following a series of muffled noises, Xiao Chen had flipped in the air with the help of the force, landing beside Mu Qing. He even drew out his spear, held it horizontally in front of him, ready to meet the incoming enemy.
For the two young women guarding Mu Qing, he showed no mercy and slapped both of them away. They fell to the ground, their fate unknown.
"Stay behind me, I'll lead the way out."
Gently pulling Mu Qing behind him, shielding her with his body, Xiao Chen held his spear horizontally and prepared for defense.
"My child! Ahh..."
Seeing that Xiong Yu had turned into a pile of mush on the ground, with his head crushed and dead, Xiong Li, who had rushed into the Great Hall, gritted his teeth. His eyes turned red and he roared, ripping through the Vault of Heaven. His loud voice shook everyone in the Great Hall, making it hard for them to stand.
"You bastard, I will grind your bones to dust to appease my son's spirit in heaven."
The person who had arrived was the Black Mountain Tribe's Chief, Xiong Li. He was a strong individual of the Blood Refining Realm who held the power of life and death over thousands, his long-standing authority made him possess an intimidating aura. Adding his stout physique, he looked even more fearsome. The faint-hearted would probably be scared witless seeing him.
His child had his head crushed in front of him, which had pushed Xiong Li to the verge of frenzy.
Fight!
Facing the frenzied Xiong Li, Xiao Chen was not scared at all. Instead, he was excited, his blood seemed to boil at the moment. The blood of a man was being stirred up at that moment.
They had poked the hornet's nest!
This thought appeared in the minds of everyone there. Xiao Chen openly killed their young clan leader under the watchful eyes of everyone. This was an outright provocation and made the grudge between the two tribes even more irreconcilable.
"Chief, kill him, kill him!"
"Let the blood rain on Gu Yuan!"
Xiao Chen killed Xiong Yu easily, as if he had done something insignificant. This shocked Xiong Kang and the other members of the Black Mountain Tribe. Seeing the arrival of the chief, the crowd who were initially stunned started to shout, seemingly ready to rip Xiao Chen into pieces.
In the half a year that Xiao Chen has been in this world, the name of Xiong Li, the chief of the Black Mountain Tribe, was constantly echoing in his ears. He was a person far superior in status and power than Xiao Chen.
But Xiao Chen did not show any signs of fear. After having just broken through to the Blood Refining Realm, he was eager for a thrilling fight, to confirm his martial art skill and more importantly to vent his humiliation over the past half a year.
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