Chapter 2719 - 2718: Pressuring with Words

"Hmm..." Shui Kong said with interest, "Who are you three? We seem to have never met before? Why are you appearing in the Lava World? And standing next to the Huo Clan people..."

"Do you know what this means?" Shui Kong suddenly shouted.

"Of course..." Ling Feng stepped forward and spread his hands, "Aren’t we just enemies with you? And who are you anyway? Daring to speak to us like this, do you know where we came from," Ling Feng boldly said.

Losing in numbers doesn’t mean losing in momentum, especially since Ling Feng wasn’t at a disadvantage yet, only that the Huo Clan showed some slight signs of retreat, making it even more crucial not to lose in momentum, to show Shui Kong the Huo Clan’s confidence!

"Oh?" Shui Kong raised an eyebrow, a sullen anger in his blue eyes, "So what? Who exactly are you?"

"Blade of the Apocalypse, I can’t be bothered to explain to this kind of guy, you come out and say something," Ling Feng smiled.

The Blade of the Apocalypse immediately flew out from the ring: "Yo ho!" It shouted excitedly, looking at the somewhat dazed Shui Kong ahead, cleared its throat, and said recklessly:

"That blue monster, listen carefully, these three in front of you are all renowned figures, this most handsome one..." The Blade of the Apocalypse pointed at Ling Feng with its blade tip.

"Is my master Ling Feng, both a Divine Doctor and a person like a deity, we all come from another world, not even from your universe, insects in a cage like you and frogs at the bottom of the well probably wouldn’t understand,"

"My master is the kind of formidable person who casually kills demon sons and dares to challenge the Lord of the Three Realms, do you know the Lord of the Three Realms? That’s a great existence that can create worlds, he can destroy your little world with a flip of his hand,"

"Even he doesn’t scare my master, so do you think my master is impressive?"

"And this heavenly immortal-like sister," the Blade of the Apocalypse pointed at Ling Yao, "is my master’s beloved, also an old flame..."

"Ahem..." Ling Feng coughed.

The Blade of the Apocalypse immediately caught Ling Yao’s cold expression and skipped the introduction part of Ling Feng and Ling Yao, simply saying:

"She is an Ancient Goddess, much nobler than your Shui Clan, you watery nobodies aren’t even worthy to carry the shoes of this Goddess, understand?"

"And the last person here, well, their background is even greater, since you all are from Nine Nether, you should know of Jiuzhou, which is what you call the Upper Realm,"

Shui Kong’s expression changed upon hearing the word "Upper Realm".

"This Song Ruozhao, Song the Great Hero, was a genius three thousand years ago in Jiuzhou, the top of swordsmanship, even though sealed for a long time, his strength has steadily improved,"

"Now his strength rivals that of the Human Emperor and the Demon King, truly the pride of Jiuzhou!"

"Now do you know who these three people are?" the Blade of the Apocalypse said proudly, "I actually didn’t want to say too much, just didn’t want to scare you lower realm natives..."

"Alright, alright, that should be enough," Ling Feng summoned the Blade of the Apocalypse back, praising, "You did well this time, probably mentioned all our strengths, very good!"

The Blade of the Apocalypse, pleased with Ling Feng’s praise, returned to the ring, satisfied.

"That’s just a small weapon of mine, it talks too much, please don’t mind it, Clan Leader Shui Kong, we’re just nobodies compared to your renowned name!"

Ling Feng said with a mischievous smile, his words full of sharpness, his tone sarcastic.

Shui Kong’s face was unnatural; he now knew the power of the three, even if the talking sword was spouting nonsense, he had to regard Ling Feng and the others seriously.

Since they’ve chosen to side with the Huo Clan, Shui Kong now had to worry about these three who didn’t look extraordinary but had an unusual aura.

"Hmph! So what? You’re just a few outsiders, what storm can you stir? This Nine Nether is our world. No matter how strong you are, you can’t make a scene!" Shui Kong shouted, but his bluster was evident to outsiders.

Ling Feng spread his hands: "Naturally, it’s like that, even a strong dragon can’t suppress a snake in its territory. We out-of-town strong dragons didn’t plan anything, just passing through, but we happened to meet Elder Huo Yue,"

"This old man saw us and said we are people of prophecy, the key figures who can help the Huo Clan through a calamity and win against the Shui Clan. I didn’t believe it at first, but the old man showed us the Prophecy Scroll, you know,"

"So we had no choice but to believe," Ling Feng said helplessly, then as if remembering something, asked:

"Oh, right, Clan Leader Shui Kong, do you Shui Clan really have any trump card, like some blue Water Giant, an ace that can influence the battle’s direction?"

Hearing ’Water Giant’ made Shui Kong’s face finally change dramatically, but his inner calm forced him to suppress his shock; he couldn’t reveal too much emotion, or the man would see through it.

Because Ling Feng was right, the Shui Clan had indeed prepared a Water Giant for the war, but how did this outsider know about such a trump card? Could the prophecy the Huo Clan had been spreading truly be real?

Though Shui Kong had immediately tried to control his emotions and facial expressions, Ling Feng, extending his Divine Sense to observe everything around him, noticed it.

With a knowing expression, Ling Feng didn’t press Shui Kong with words anymore but showed a faint smile on his face.

Shui Kong noticed Ling Feng’s smug expression, filled with anger in his heart, but he knew the more he said, the greater the likelihood of exposing his preparations, so he decided not to talk to Ling Feng anymore.

He scanned those around, but suddenly spotted Huo Hui held in Huo Tian’s arms, this unconscious child with blue skin and blue eyes like his own, with a familiar aura, made Shui Kong pause.

Realizing the child was from his Shui Clan, but unwilling to say anything that might reveal his intentions, the inquiry in his mouth never came out.

"Just wait, Huo Tian, your Huo Clan can only struggle for a short time more, no one can save you! I don’t care about cryptic prophecies or ghostly tricks, I only know..."

"The final victory will definitely belong to us, the Shui Clan! Hmph!"

Shui Kong threw out a final harsh remark, with his mount, the Water Dragon, appearing again, and other beasts emerging, carrying Shui Kong and other Shui Clan members away from the place.