Chapter 291: Ye Feng, You’re Amazing

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Ye Feng, You’re Amazing

The crowd behind watched, wide-eyed, as Bartel stumbled backward and fell flat on his rear, blood already trickling from the corner of his mouth.

It was Michael, standing opposite him. He looked at Bartel and spoke in a cold voice, "Do you have any idea what my cultivation level is? Let me tell you—I’m a Tier Two Martial God. A Tier One Martial God ant like you wants to act arrogant in front of me? You’re not worthy!"

After speaking, he turned his head, looked at Ye Feng who was in the middle of chanting a spell, and said with a sinister smile, "There’s no one left to protect you. Now, die!"

With a flash, he appeared before Ye Feng, raising his right fist and bringing it down ferociously toward his temple.

"You dare!" Meng Jiaxin, who was beside him, roared, raising her own right fist to meet the blow.

Seeing this, Bartel, who was behind them, shrieked, "Meng War God, he’s at the Martial God level! Your Emperor Level cultivation can’t handle him! Get back!"

They had worked together often, so how could Bartel not know Meng Jiaxin’s capabilities? Her attacking Michael was clearly a death wish!

He struggled to his feet and staggered forward, trying to save Meng Jiaxin.

But Michael just sneered. "Still trying to save her? Too late! Just stay right where you are!"

As he spoke, their two fists collided heavily.

A deafening BANG, followed by a muffled grunt. A figure flew backward like a broken kite, crashing to the ground and endlessly coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

Bartel pounded his chest and cried out, "The Meng War God is finished! It’s all over!"

But just then, Tut, who was beside him, shouted excitedly, "Grandpa, the one who’s hurt isn’t the Meng War God! It’s Michael!"

He glanced at the ground, and in the next moment, he froze, staring blankly.

The one lying on the ground was indeed not Meng Jiaxin, but the allied forces’ deputy commander, Michael.

He turned to look at Meng Jiaxin, standing there completely unharmed, and his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

An Emperor Level existence had actually crippled a Martial God level expert. How... how was this possible?

"Impossible!" Michael shrieked at Meng Jiaxin. "You’re just an Emperor Level ant! How could you possibly injure me, a Tier Two Martial God?"

Meng Jiaxin was also standing there, staring blankly at her own fist. When she had moved to save Ye Feng, she had been fully prepared to die. She never imagined she had become so powerful that she could cripple a Tier Two Martial God expert. ’What in the world is going on?’

Just then, several of the bewitched allied soldiers around them pounced on Michael.

Michael roared in fury, "How dare you attack your commander! You’re courting death!"

With that, he blasted his right fist toward two soldiers in front of him. With a loud BANG, the two were instantly pulverized into a bloody mist.

But two more allied soldiers from behind pounced on Michael, desperately clawing and biting him.

Michael let out a bloodcurdling scream. The next moment, his expression went vacant. He abruptly turned and charged toward the other allied soldiers, immediately going for the kill.

Seeing the mountain of corpses and river of blood around them, and then seeing their own deputy commander, Michael, attacking them like a madman, the allied soldiers were terrified. They lost all will to resist and fled in disarray.

But they were quickly overtaken by the possessed allied soldiers behind them and slaughtered.

In just over ten minutes, all the fleeing allied soldiers had fallen to the ground as corpses.

At this moment, Ye Feng finally stopped chanting his spell. The possessed allied soldiers, like mangy dogs with their bones removed, all collapsed limply to the ground. They twitched for a moment and then fell still.

A full two million allied soldiers had all died in Wild Wolf Valley. Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed freely. In an instant, the entire Wild Wolf Valley had transformed into a hell on earth.

Bartel stared blankly at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with disbelief. ’To slaughter two million of the enemy’s elite soldiers single-handedly... How... how is that possible?’

Meng Jiaxin looked at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with pleasant surprise.

The next moment, she suddenly hugged Ye Feng and gave him a loud SMACK of a kiss on the cheek, then shouted happily, "Ye Feng, you’re amazing!"

Ye Feng looked at Meng Jiaxin and chuckled. "So now you know I’m really amazing, huh?"

"Get lost!" Meng Jiaxin suddenly snapped back to reality and shot Ye Feng a harsh glare.

The soldiers behind them stared at Meng Jiaxin, their eyes nearly popping out. ’Is this still the same ice-cold War God who kept everyone at arm’s length? No, this is clearly a girl-next-door type, fawning over her man!’

The adjutant also looked at Meng Jiaxin, his eyes full of surprise. But he quickly understood, and a knowing smile spread across his face.

Meng Jiaxin finally came to her senses. She quickly pushed Ye Feng away, her lovely face having turned completely red.

Just then, Ye Feng’s phone rang. He picked it up and listened for a moment, then gave a cold command, "Get to the designated location immediately. No mistakes!"

Hanging up, he looked at Meng Jiaxin. "Eldest Sister, the Grand Elder and the Qilin Battalion have all arrived. They’re gathering at the rendezvous point!"

Meng Jiaxin’s eyes lit up.

Ye Feng looked at Meng Jiaxin and Bartel. "Let’s go. We need to prepare as well. The great war is about to begin!"

The two of them nodded and followed Ye Feng toward the Wolf Clan.

Meng Jiaxin couldn’t hold back any longer. She caught up to Ye Feng and asked doubtfully, "Ye Feng, how did I suddenly become so powerful?"

Ye Feng turned to look at Meng Jiaxin and chuckled. "If you went back to that cave with me one more time, I’m sure your cultivation would become even more heaven-defying!"

"You’re still bringing that up? I’ll kill you!" Meng Jiaxin, overcome with shame and anger, swung her delicate fists at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng laughed loudly and dodged.

Meng Jiaxin watched Ye Feng’s retreating back, and her eyes suddenly lit up. ’So... that can also improve one’s cultivation!’

The next moment, she thought of something, and her lovely face instantly turned beet red.

...

「At the same time.」

「The Allied Forces’ main camp.」

「Commander’s tent!」

A middle-aged man with long, fiery red hair was sitting there, talking on the phone.

The commander of the twelve-nation allied forces, Robert!

Robert gave a wry smile. "Old friend, you really gave me a tough nut to crack. Because of Ye Feng alone, I’ve already lost a million elite soldiers!

But don’t you worry. I’ll be sending you his head very soon. Just get my reward ready."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and picked up his teacup.

But just then, a man ran in and shouted urgently at Robert, "A report for the Commander!"

Robert smiled and said, "Are you here to report that you’ve secured the heads of Ye Feng and Meng Jiaxin? You don’t even have to say it, I already know the outcome! The mission is complete, and it’s time for me to withdraw the troops! Haha..."

He then took a leisurely sip of his tea.

But the messenger’s face was pale as he cried out, "No, that’s not it! The two million elite soldiers led by the deputy commander... were all wiped out in Wild Wolf Valley!"

"PFFT..." Robert spat out a mouthful of tea. He glared at the messenger and roared in fury:

"What the fuck are you talking about?! The Wolf Clan and the remnants of the Great Xia Empire’s defeated army number less than a million, while I sent a full two million elite soldiers! How could they possibly be annihilated?"

The messenger’s voice trembled as he shouted, "Commander, everything I said is true! That Ye Feng used some kind of dark magic! Single-handedly, he made sure all two million of our soldiers never left Wild Wolf Valley."

"AHHH..." Robert bellowed. He slammed his teacup to the ground, his eyes bloodshot as he roared:

"He has destroyed a total of three million of my soldiers! I will subject him to death by a thousand cuts! I will take his heart, liver, and lungs to offer as a sacrifice to my fallen soldiers! To comfort their souls in heaven!"

He then looked at the combat strategist beside him and commanded coldly:

"Relay my commander’s order immediately! Mobilize all allied forces and march into Wild Wolf Valley! Today, I will flatten the Wolf Clan! I will tear Ye Feng and Meng Jiaxin to pieces!"