Immortal God of War

Chapter 588 - 575: Yan Tianfeng’s Frustration_1

"Brother Wolf, don’t worry. If he’s not coming in, it means he’s still confident," Lu Hong advised from the side.

"Yes, I believe in Brother Feiyang," Lin Yiyi echoed.

Despite their words, the deep worry etched on their faces revealed that their hearts were far from calm.

BOOM!

A loud explosion reverberated into the ancient castle.

Everyone knew the battle outside had begun.

「Outside!」

Qin Feiyang was engaged in a fierce melee with Mo Wushen and his three comrades.

Alone against four, he was at a clear disadvantage.

In less than three breaths, his body was covered in injuries.

However, thanks to the War Technique, no matter how severe the blows, he remained brimming with energy.

In truth, the War Technique didn’t grant Qin Feiyang true immortality; it, too, had its limits. Once that limit was reached, he would die all the same.

However, the strength of Mo Wushen and the other three had evidently not reached this extreme.

As the fighting intensified, Mo Wushen and the others grew increasingly astounded.

Just how frightening is this guy’s resilience? If it were anyone else, never mind an Eight-star War Emperor, even a One-star War Ancestor of the same cultivation level as us would have long since died at our hands. Yet this man shows no signs of weakening? Is this a dream?

"I don’t believe it!" Yan Tianfeng roared furiously. His fists, covered in Battle Intent, slammed into Qin Feiyang’s back with all his might.

BANG!

Immediately, Qin Feiyang was hurled like a meteorite, crashing into a massive boulder that shattered on impact. He fell to the ground, vomiting blood. His back was lacerated, bones broken, and even his internal organs were damaged!

But the next moment, he sprang back to his feet, standing firmly, brimming with vigor and an unparalleled battle intent!

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of monster are you!" Yan Tianfeng exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Monster?" Qin Feiyang’s lips curved into a bright smile.

"You can still laugh?" Yan Tianfeng, enraged, charged at Qin Feiyang again.

WHOOSH!

Qin Feiyang met him head-on. The two crashed into each other like lightning.

Yan Tianfeng’s fist landed on Qin Feiyang’s chest, his earthen-yellow Battle Intent radiating a heavy aura.

PFFT!

Qin Feiyang spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.

But at the same time, Qin Feiyang, wielding Blue Snow, sliced off Yan Tianfeng’s arm, blood gushing out!

He can still counterattack? Did this person take some kind of miracle elixir? Mo Wushen and his two comrades were aghast.

"Qin Feiyang, they’re still alive!"

Just then, Dong Zhengyang’s voice came from the forest.

Overjoyed, Qin Feiyang turned without hesitation and darted towards the forest.

"Trying to escape?" Mo Wushen scoffed and, along with Yan Tianfeng and the others, pursued him.

BOOM!!!

Behind the four of them, Battle Souls manifested simultaneously.

WHOOSH!

Mo Wushen’s Battle Soul, the Blood-Red Sword, spearheaded the attack on Qin Feiyang!

"Return it in kind!" Qin Feiyang roared, thrusting his right palm forward. Golden light surged towards the Blood-Red Sword!

BOOM!

The small sword was swatted away. Qin Feiyang’s arm bones shattered from the impact, and he coughed up blood uncontrollably!

But at this moment, the Battle Souls of Yan Tianfeng and the other two also descended!

Qin Feiyang gritted his teeth, sheathed Blue Snow, and thrust out his left hand. The Counter Curse Manual manifested once more!

As a result, all three Battle Souls were knocked away. But his left hand also shattered instantly!

Mo Wushen sneered, "Without your hands, what can you do? Yan Tianfeng, petrify him!"

The four of them were already faster than Qin Feiyang. Quickly, they caught up.

Yan Tianfeng reached out, aiming for Qin Feiyang’s left shoulder, a stream of Battle Intent gushing from his palm.

Hearing the word "petrify," Qin Feiyang’s face paled. If he were truly petrified by Yan Tianfeng, even with the War Technique, he wouldn’t escape death today!

Therefore, as Yan Tianfeng reached for him, he decisively entered the ancient castle.

"Xiao Qinzi, what’s wrong with you? Why didn’t you come in earlier? If Big Bro had helped, you wouldn’t have ended up in such a state," the Wolf King immediately roared angrily.

"You just focus on your cultivation retreat." Qin Feiyang glanced at the wolf, then turned to Fatty. "Give me a Rebirth Pill."

Fatty quickly took out a Rebirth Pill and fed it into Qin Feiyang’s mouth.

"Don’t worry about me; I’m not going to die yet."

Leaving these hurried words behind, Qin Feiyang exited the ancient castle. He saw Mo Wushen and the others heading towards Dong Zhengyang.

"Weren’t you trying to kill me? Why run now?" Qin Feiyang smirked, his tone full of provocation.

But Mo Wushen and the others didn’t spare him a glance. After fighting for so long, they had come to a stark realization: killing Qin Feiyang was an impossible task. He possessed a treasure he could hide in. Once inside, even with their heaven-defying abilities, they could only stare helplessly.

Therefore, rather than continue to tangle with Qin Feiyang, it was better to capture Dong Zhengyang and the others first and use them to threaten Qin Feiyang. Even if Qin Feiyang didn’t yield to threats, they could directly kill the three, causing Spirit State to lose three powerful combatants.

When his provocation failed, Qin Feiyang’s expression darkened, and he shouted, "Dong Zhengyang, take them and flee! Your cultivation level is the same as theirs; they can’t catch you!"

Dong Zhengyang was carrying the unconscious forms of Shen Long and his companion, running towards them, intending to help Qin Feiyang escape. Upon hearing this, he stopped immediately and frowned. "What about you?"

Qin Feiyang replied disdainfully, "Don’t worry, they can’t harm me."

"Alright." Dong Zhengyang gave Qin Feiyang a deep look and, hesitating no more, turned. Employing a set of profound footwork, he dashed into the depths of the forest.

Yan Tianfeng roared, "Today, even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I will hunt you down!"

But at this time, Liu Yunfeng stopped, shook his head, and said, "He also possesses superior auxiliary War Techniques. We can’t catch up."

SMACK!!

Before he could finish speaking, a scene unfolded that stunned Qin Feiyang.

Yan Tianfeng actually slapped both Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi across their faces, roaring, "Isn’t this all your fault? If you had acted from the beginning, would they have had a chance to escape?"

Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi stared at Yan Tianfeng, touching their stinging cheeks, their eyes gradually darkening.

Mo Wushen, standing beside them, merely glanced at the three before turning to look directly at Qin Feiyang, showing no intention of intervening.

Qin Feiyang watched all this, a playful smirk gradually forming on his lips.

In the past, if Yan Tianfeng had slapped Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi, they could only have endured it silently. But now, they were no longer the same; Yan Tianfeng still slapping them was undoubtedly a very foolish act. As for Mo Wushen, he clearly had his own little scheme. In his eyes, Yan Tianfeng, Liu Yunfeng, and Pei Sanshi were all just pawns to be eliminated sooner or later. So, he was quite happy to see this happen and naturally wouldn’t interfere.

But for Qin Feiyang, this was an opportunity.

He looked at Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi, shook his head, and sighed, "It seems that even after breaking through to the War Ancestor realm, your status in Yun State hasn’t improved at all."

The two of them snapped their gazes to Qin Feiyang, their eyes glinting coldly.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"There’s an old saying: ’When fighting, don’t hit the face.’ Yet, he just slapped you right in front of me. Doesn’t that prove that in his eyes, you’re still just ants?"

"Gentlemen, I have a suggestion."

"Why don’t we form an alliance and kill them here?"

"With the combined strength of the three of us, killing Yan Tianfeng and Mo Wushen would be a piece of cake."

"As for my character, you’ve all witnessed it. I am completely worthy of your trust."

"After we kill them, we can go to the other shore of the Netherworld together and then enter the Imperial Capital. How about that?" Qin Feiyang said with a smile.

Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi looked at each other, clearly beginning to waver. Although they hadn’t spent much time with Qin Feiyang and didn’t know him well, compared to Mo Wushen and Yan Tianfeng, they felt more at ease with him.

Upon seeing this, Mo Wushen’s heart skipped a beat. If Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi truly defected, it would be a devastating blow for him. He had never imagined that, even at a time like this, Qin Feiyang could devise a stratagem to sow discord, completely foiling his own scheme.

He turned to Yan Tianfeng and yelled, "What are you doing? Who gave you the right to slap them? Apologize to them now!"

Yan Tianfeng clenched his fists, a hundred and twenty percent unwilling. But he also knew the dire consequences if Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi turned traitor. So, he had to swallow his pride, bow to the two, and say, "I’m sorry. I was impulsive earlier. I hope you can forgive me."

Mo Wushen also chimed in with a smile, "Liu Yunfeng, Pei Sanshi, we are the most outstanding individuals in Yun State. We shoulder heavy responsibilities. Don’t be swayed by a villain."

Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi lowered their heads, remaining silent.

Mo Wushen said, "If you still can’t let it go, you can hit him back. I absolutely won’t interfere."

Yan Tianfeng roared, "Mo Wushen, what do you mean by that?"

"You reaped what you sowed. Who else can you blame?" Mo Wushen sneered.

"Alright." Liu Yunfeng nodded, looked up at Yan Tianfeng, and said, "As long as you obediently let us slap you a few times, we’ll let bygones be bygones."

"You dare!" Yan Tianfeng shouted.

"Then there’s no other way." Liu Yunfeng smiled coldly, turned to Qin Feiyang, and said, "Fine, we..."

But before he could finish, Mo Wushen’s expression changed drastically. He lunged forward, clapped a hand over Liu Yunfeng’s mouth, and said with an apologetic smile, "Let me try to persuade him a bit more."

Then, he looked at Yan Tianfeng and roared via voice transmission, "What on earth are you trying to do? Do you really want to die here?"

Yan Tianfeng’s gaze flickered. He shot Qin Feiyang a grim look, then turned to Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fine, I’ll let you hit me!"

SMACK!

Yan Tianfeng had barely finished speaking when Pei Sanshi raised his arm and slapped him hard across the face. A bright red palm print instantly appeared.

"You never thought you’d see this day, did you?" Pei Sanshi sneered, slapping him again. Half of Yan Tianfeng’s face immediately swelled up.

Afterward, Liu Yunfeng also delivered two slaps. The other half of Yan Tianfeng’s face swelled up, and a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Yan Tianfeng was on the verge of madness. Like a ferocious beast about to erupt, his eyes were bloodshot. His hatred for Liu Yunfeng, Pei Sanshi, and Mo Wushen festered within him, growing to an uncontrollable intensity.

And for Qin Feiyang as well! Because if Qin Feiyang hadn’t been there fanning the flames, he wouldn’t have suffered such humiliation!

But Qin Feiyang was rather disappointed. Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi were, after all, people from Yun State. It was unlikely they would truly stand on the same side as him.