Ling Feng stood before everyone at this moment, causing a ripple of murmurs to spread through the crowd.
Mo Zhonghua's brow furrowed even deeper.
"Foolish brat, get out of the way! This is a feud between my Mo family and the Witch God Hall, it has nothing to do with you!"
He waved his hand violently towards Ling Feng, a surge of energy sweeping around Ling Feng.
This surge of energy even made the people standing near Ling Feng lose their footing.
However, Ling Feng remained completely unmoved. With a slight flick of his wrist, the Witch God Hall Master behind him was forced to retreat several steps!
This scene instantly left everyone dumbfounded!
What was going on?
Was there someone here who could stand before the Witch God Hall Master and forcefully intervene?
Who exactly was this brat?
The Witch God Hall Master wore a wry smile. He knew that if Ling Feng chose to act, it must be because these people had angered him.
And indeed, that was the case!
Whether it was Mo Zhonghua's ambition, A Gou's treachery, or the sheer stupidity of the vast number of Witchcraft practitioners, none of these alone would have been enough to enrage Ling Feng.
However, when all these factors combined, Ling Feng couldn't help but flare up!
Originally, those who manipulated people's minds were the ones most deserving of death, but the blade that was about to kill now had to be broken!
At the same time, Ling Feng's peripheral vision caught sight of a hidden helicopter overhead. Ling Feng tacitly allowed this surveillance, as it was necessary to let the opposing side see what they wanted to see!
Kun City, Duan Family!
Zu Shen and Na Lan Xing watched as a light screen materialized before them, displaying faint three-dimensional images.
These were images of Ling Feng and the others.
With the glasses they wore, the images transformed into three dimensions, giving them a sense of being there. However, this overhead perspective made them feel as if they were gods looking down upon the world!
"Heh heh, this Ling Feng actually chose to intervene. I thought he would just stand by and watch the Witch God Hall Master and Mo Zhonghua fight!"
Zu Shen's lips curved into a cold sneer, his words laced with a hint of mockery, but the twitch of his eyebrows revealed his underlying confusion.
Na Lan Xing, on the other hand, had a sharp glint in his eyes as he stared intently at Ling Feng's facial expression.
He looked as if he were trying to completely decipher Ling Feng's inner thoughts!
"Ling Tian Ci, now... he must have been provoked!"
After a long silence, Na Lan Xing finally spoke in a cold tone.
"Haha, provoked? He's already lost his temper so quickly? Excellent!"
Zu Shen couldn't help but let out a gloating laugh, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Mo Zhonghua, come on, let's see how many surprises you can bring me."
Before the hotel.
Seeing that his attempts to drive Ling Feng away were futile, Mo Zhonghua's expression grew more serious.
Behind him, a group of Witchcraft practitioners began to clamor again!
"Hey, brat, who do you think you are? Get lost!"
"That's right, don't court death! This is a dispute between the Witch God Hall and the Mo family, what business is it of yours!"
"Hmph, if you want to die, at least pick the right occasion. Do you even have the right to act in this situation?"
"Overestimating yourself!"
But as these voices arose, many people in the crowd focused on Ling Feng's face, and soon, expressions of astonishment appeared!
"Hey, don't underestimate him. I remember now, he's the champion of this Witchcraft Competition!"
"He's the winner of this Witchcraft Competition?"
"That's right, it's him! I remember this face! Even Ji Yun Yue wasn't his match back then!"
"Not only Ji Yun Yue, but the previous champion of the Witchcraft Competition, Shan Han Yi from the Shan family, wasn't even qualified to fight him!"
As Ling Feng's glorious deeds were revealed, the tide of opinion began to shift slightly.
However, the championship of the Witchcraft Competition was merely a contest among young people.
Under normal circumstances, it might have been impressive!
But in the context of today's event, the crowd quickly dismissed Ling Feng with disdain once more.
"What nonsense about Shan Han Yi? Our Alliance Leader Mo can easily kill Shan Han Yi's father, the head of the Shan family!"
"That's right, the head of the Shan family was utterly defenseless against our Alliance Leader Mo before!"
"Heh heh, a mere champion of the Witchcraft Competition, and he dares to come out and court death?"
"I think this brat is just trying to be a lapdog for the Witch God Hall Master, hence he's here to die. Truly doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
"Hey, brat, hurry up and get down from here. Don't embarrass yourself. You're not qualified at all... Ah..."
Amidst the shouting, the expression of one of the hecklers suddenly changed, and then he cried out in pain.
The surrounding people recoiled in horror.
A ball of blood flame enveloped him, and within it, streaks of lightning flashed continuously. The terrifying aura of this scene was overwhelming!
In mere moments, the person turned into dust and vanished!
"Dead... he's dead?!"
"Who did this?"
"It's, it's him, that guy! I've seen him kill people with this blood flame before! This brat is eerie!"
The previous shouts instantly turned into a wave of panic, and everyone looked at Ling Feng with increasing dread.
A Gou, witnessing the man's tragic demise, couldn't help but retreat a few steps backward with a wary expression.
Mo Zhonghua's face turned even more ashen!
"What kind of technique is this?"
He was also filled with confusion, and even more so, he hadn't seen how Ling Feng had made his move. People always feared the unknown, and Mo Zhonghua was no exception.
As Mo Zhonghua's unease grew,
Ling Feng swept his gaze across the entire scene with indifference: "Those who don't want to die, shut your mouths!"
His voice was incredibly domineering, shaking the very souls of those present!
But there were always some who courted death and couldn't stand being ordered around!
"Bastard, who do you think you are..."
"Ah!"
As these voices began to curse, their bodies were completely engulfed by blood flames. And then, a ball of blood flame, carrying lightning, wrapped around another target.
Instantly, panic erupted all around, and everyone scrambled to escape in all directions!
What was once a somewhat organized alliance had now completely descended into chaos, turning into a mob of disarray!
At the same time, everyone noticed that as long as they remained silent and didn't shout, the blood flames wouldn't spread to them.
Thus, silence fell.
Everyone shut their mouths. Apart from the sound of blood flames burning, no other noise emerged from the scene.
Mo Zhonghua's face turned even paler, like paper.
What in the world was going on?
This brat's methods were far too bizarre!