Who on Earth Is He

Something was wrong.

Something was seriously wrong!

An ordinary human cultivator absolutely couldn't block a palm strike containing Desolate Ancient Power. Not to mention, he had used twenty percent of his strength. Even a human cultivator at the Nirvana Stage of the Desolate Realm would have been severely injured!

Yet this person was completely unscathed?!

Looking at the scene before him, even the deeply calculating Long Tian couldn't hide his shock. His expression noticeably grew much more serious, and his pupils trembled slightly.

In just a few breaths, he realized the truth.

This Yi Feng was absolutely no ant, but a cultivator at least at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Transformation Stage in the Desolate Realm. To be able to take that palm strike so easily, even if he was relying on the amplification of magical treasures, he was completely qualified to fight him!

Instantly!

Long Tian's heart shook violently, and his breathing grew heavy.

He truly never expected that Cloud Star would have such an expert. He couldn't help but start taking Yi Feng seriously, a myriad of suspicious thoughts flashing through his mind.

Could this person be the Lord of Cloud Star?

But his body lacked the star power blessed by the Heavenly Dao; he didn't possess the imposing aura a Star Lord should have at all.

If he wasn't the Star Lord...

Why would he have such cultivation, suddenly appear here, and demand a battle with him? Just who exactly was this person?

Various doubts surged into his heart.

Unable to test the opponent's true depths after a single move, acting rashly would be unwise. Long Tian could only stare warily, feeling a hint of pressure in his heart for the first time.

On the other side.

Witnessing this silent posture, Yi Feng grew even more anxious.

He called out for battle once more, his words becoming a bit more urgent.

"Lord Star Lord, you definitely weren't being serious, right?"

"We agreed to have a spar. If you don't attack seriously, with just this painless and weak move, I won't acknowledge your strength. I won't bow down no matter what you say!"

Hearing this, Long Tian frowned slightly.

Arrogant!

This person was truly arrogant!

But he had to admit, the man did have the capital to be arrogant. To dare to issue a challenge with such fearlessness meant he was definitely no ordinary person.

Once he made a move, he would have to go all out. However, the opponent currently showed no flaws at all, leaving him nowhere to strike. Attacking rashly would very likely expose his own flaws first, putting him at a disadvantage before the battle even truly began. This was absolutely not a wise move!

Bearing the heavy responsibility of the Demon Race, he could not afford the slightest mishap!

Facing this unfamiliar powerhouse who had suddenly appeared, Long Tian found the situation increasingly troublesome.

The scene suddenly fell into a stalemate, and the atmosphere became subtle.

In the distance.

Wei Donghai, who had been watching the whole time, revealed a look of understanding in his eyes.

As the saying goes, the spectator sees more clearly than the player.

He saw things much more clearly than Yi Feng!

Lord Star Lord had attacked leniently, holding back out of consideration for his face and status, which was why Brother Yi hadn't been hurt. But he hadn't grasped this well-intentioned gesture yet, which was truly inappropriate.

Even if Lord Star Lord was broad-minded, being repeatedly disrespectful was going a bit too far. What if he angered the Lord?

Although Brother Yi's cultivation was strong, he was still a bit too green when it came to the ways of the world!

To ease the atmosphere, Wei Donghai hurriedly cupped his fists and shouted a voice transmission!

"Brother Yi!"

"What kind of status does Lord Star Lord hold? How could he truly attack you? The Lord has been repeatedly tolerant. Being able to take a probing strike from Lord Star Lord is already something to be proud of. You absolutely must not push your luck and offend him again and again!"

These words showed high emotional intelligence, giving both sides plenty of room to step down gracefully.

Normally.

After such words, fighting parties would definitely stop. Taking the easy way out was common, and the two sides might even become good friends, playing out a scenario of no discord, no concord.

After all, in cultivation, the ways of the world are king. Having an extra friend is always better than having an extra enemy.

But at this moment.

When Long Tian heard these words, he found them somewhat grating!

That killing palm strike just now was delivered with the ruthless intent to kill, even utilizing Desolate Ancient Power. If he hadn't slightly underestimated Yi Feng at the beginning, thinking he was just a little Heaven Rank piece of trash, he probably would have even added his demonic arts into the mix.

Striving for absolute certainty was Long Tian's style of doing things.

Facing a mere Yi Feng, he hadn't hesitated to use a ruthless move capable of obliterating an ordinary Desolate Realm expert. It could be said he was steady to the extreme. Moreover, he had to precisely control it to not reveal any killing intent, which cost a toll beyond ordinary imagination!

He originally thought he would definitely grind his bones to dust, but the opponent turned out to be completely fine.

Long Tian was already feeling very upset in his heart.

Besides being shocked, he also felt that things were going south. He wished he could immediately execute this unfamiliar Yi Feng on the spot to avoid affecting the grand scheme. If it weren't for the lack of a good opportunity, he would have already made his move!

After putting in so much effort, someone was shouting that it was just a probing attack?

Wasn't this just adding insult to injury.

You motherfucker make it sound so easy!

If you're so capable, why don't you come and probe him yourself?!

Listening to Wei Donghai's bootlicking words, he had a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent.

What was even more infuriating was that his best efforts had actually become tolerance in Wei Donghai's mouth?

Failing to kill the chicken to warn the monkey was one thing, and suffering a setback in his attack could also be endured...

These were all just a momentary lapse of judgment. Once he regrouped, he would definitely reclaim his face!

Now, hearing these unintentionally humiliating words, it pierced his heart more than anything else. Long Tian could barely stabilize his state of mind. He felt entirely humiliated, and veins bulged slightly on his forehead!

If the various departments of the Demon Race were here to witness the whole process, he might have suffered a mental breakdown on the spot.

Considering his current identity and the need to keep playing this act, Long Tian had no choice but to suppress his fury of wanting to beat Wei Donghai up. His eyelids twitched wildly as he stood stiffly in silence!

But how could Wei Donghai know any of this, thinking the Star Lord was a bit angry, he hurriedly continued to smooth things over from afar.

"Brother Yi, we cultivators should know our own limits and hold reverence in our hearts. How can the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon? Let's just drop this spar!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Long Tian's fair face darkened by three degrees!

His own move couldn't test the opponent's depths, and hearing these words now, it somehow felt like a roundabout insult!

The light of a firefly, the brilliance of the bright moon?

Motherfucker!

A measly little Saint, who are you calling a firefly!

Visibly, the killing intent in Long Tian's eyes was almost irrepressible!

Finally, Yi Feng also reacted.

Sure enough.

This Star Lord was indeed too embarrassed to attack. He was the strongest in the galaxy after all, so he naturally had to consider his reputation.

It seemed that he had to strike first to force him to use his true strength in battle. Otherwise, this perfect opportunity to court death would definitely be ruined.

Pondering for a few breaths.

Yi Feng nodded slightly and muttered in his heart.

"In order to court death, I have no choice but to offend!"

Having made up his mind.

Starlight flickered in Yi Feng's eyes. He clenched the five fingers of his right hand, assumed a stance, and threw a straightforward punch straight ahead!

That punch looked very ordinary. Its speed wasn't fast, and it certainly wasn't some underhanded sneak attack. It was merely the most common move to declare a battle.

Similarly, there was no superfluous momentum, nor were there any worldly anomalies. The movement looked extremely similar to the previous palm strike.

However.

After that punch was thrown!

Long Tian, who was currently in a fit of anger, suddenly felt a hurricane-like oppressive aura rushing at his face. His heart inexplicably turned cold, and a chill shot up his spine!

He abruptly snapped back to his senses.

Seeing clearly what was before him, his pupils trembled violently in shock!

The originally ordinary fist shadow was actually radiating a terrifying might that even he had never seen before. The illusory image of the fist seemed to absorb the power of heaven and earth, expanding thousands of times as if it had come alive.

In the blink of an eye.

The illusory fist shadow had grown to tower between heaven and earth, crashing down from above like a falling crimson sun!