Chapter 1981 - 2009: Central Plains Warzone Commander

Chapter 1981: Chapter 2009: Central Plains Warzone Commander

Ye Feng’s expression grew darker and darker, and the speed at which his hand carved runes became all the more furious. In less than half a minute, thousands of runes had already erupted completely from Ye Feng’s hand, branding themselves onto the Formation.

"Whoosh!" Instantly, a beam of light so dense it reached the extreme burst out, spreading directly outward like a barrier sweeping across the land, in a flash pushing horizontally for tens of thousands of miles. And at this moment, the Formation had finally reached ninety-nine point nine percent completion!

Now it only lacked Ling’er’s final zero point one percent, and the Formation could be completed. The portion Ye Feng was responsible for was already done.

Cold killing intent flashed in Ye Feng’s eyes as he slowly stood up. The very instant Ye Feng rose, everyone immediately felt a terrifying, invisible, icy killing intent flood toward them like a mountain torrent and tidal wave, drowning them in an instant.

That terrifying aura instantly covered them. The Tang father and son, Director Zhang Yao—every one of them shuddered all over, then directly collapsed limp onto the ground in fright. In front of Ye Feng, they simply couldn’t even give rise to the thought of resisting.

They stared at Ye Feng in despair. Ye Feng spoke slowly: "Have you prepared yourselves to die?"

Those words, calm to the extreme, made them feel as if they were hearing a death sentence from hell itself, as if a voice was going to drag their souls out of their bodies. Sweat poured down their foreheads like rain, terror filling their eyes.

At this moment, Tang Yang was so frightened he screamed hysterically: "Bastard, you’d better stop right now! Do you know who we are? In Nantian City, we’re the ones who decide what’s what, understand? If you kill us, you’ll regret it!"

Tang Shirong forced a strained smile onto his face as he looked at Ye Feng: "Little brother, it seems there’s some kind of misunderstanding between us. This time, let’s just treat it as our fault. How about we call it even? I guarantee to give you extremely generous compensation, as our apology—how’s that? After all, when you’re out in the world, you should rely more on friends. You don’t really know someone until you’ve fought them, wouldn’t you say?"

Ye Feng said nothing, walking toward Tang Shirong, Zhang Yao, Tang Yang step by step.

In the end, Ye Feng’s gaze fell on Tang Yang. He slowly asked, "Scum, isn’t being alive good enough for you?"

As the words fell, Tang Yang’s expression twisted into something even more ferocious and crazed: "Who the hell are you calling scum! I don’t believe you dare kill me! Do you know who my grandpa is? My grandpa is the Deputy Commander of the Central Plains War Zone, a True God early-stage powerhouse. If you dare kill me, my grandpa will immediately mobilize the warrior troops to annihilate you, make sure your corpse—bones and all—are..."

"Die..." However, before Tang Yang’s words had even finished, before he could complete his threat, Ye Feng raised his arm.

On Ye Feng’s arm, a terrifying wave of death aura surged forth—that was Ye Feng’s Power of Destruction.

The Power of Destruction directly wrapped around Tang Yang’s body. Tang Yang’s eyes widened in utter despair, and his body seemed to dissolve like it was sublimating, completely obliterated, vanishing between heaven and earth, without even the slightest scrap of residue left behind.

"What!" Seeing this scene, everyone screamed in horror. Even Tang Shirong, seeing his own son die just like that, could not even muster anger, because the despair and fear in his heart completely overwhelmed his rage.

Everything Ye Feng did was far too bizarre in their eyes, utterly unbelievable.

Even though Tang Yang’s arms had been cut off by Ye Feng and his strength had fallen far below his peak state, his physical body was still countless times stronger than that of ordinary people. Yet Ye Feng had merely flicked his arm lightly, and Tang Yang was dead.

In other words, Tang Yang had been erased by Ye Feng, as if he had completely disappeared from this world. They simply could not comprehend it. One by one, they stared at Ye Feng in terror. At this moment, Ye Feng turned his gaze toward Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao panicked: "Kid, do you even know what you’re doing? You actually dared to kill Tang Yang! Tang Yang is the grandson of Tang Xiang, the old man who’s Deputy Commander of the Central Plains War Zone. If you kill him, Old Tang Xiang will absolutely never let you off!"

"I already said, today all of you deserve to die..." Ye Feng’s tone was filled with ice as he spoke flatly.

Then Ye Feng walked toward Zhang Yao step by step. Ye Feng could clearly remember how Zhang Yao had just acted against him.

Although Zhang Yao hadn’t managed to inflict any actual damage on Ye Feng, Zhang Yao had still kicked Ye Feng’s face again and again, his fists hammering relentlessly onto Ye Feng’s body. To Ye Feng, that was a colossal humiliation.

Fortunately, Ye Feng had endured. Otherwise, if Ye Feng had lost his patience even for an instant, the formation setup would have been ruined.

Ye Feng walked slowly toward Zhang Yao; every step echoed with a sound like a death knell.

It was as if the footsteps themselves were announcing Zhang Yao’s time of death, letting Zhang Yao know he didn’t have long left to live.

Zhang Yao stared at Ye Feng in terror, screaming: "Ye Feng, you can’t kill me! I’m the Director of Nantian City’s Security Bureau. If you kill me, you’ll be killing a high-ranking official of Dragon Country—Dragon Country will never let you off!"

"Not anymore..." Ye Feng looked at Zhang Yao and spoke calmly, his face still utterly composed.

"What?" Hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone wore baffled expressions. No one knew what Ye Feng meant.

Ye Feng spoke, looking at Director Zhang Yao: "I said, from this moment on, you are no longer the Director of the Security Bureau..."

"Bullshit!" Zhang Yao instantly flew into a rage: "Who do you think you are? You say I’m not, and that makes it true?"

Ye Feng gave a slight nod: "That’s right. You’ve been dismissed by me. From now on, you’re not the Director of the Security Bureau."

The Security Bureau has another name: the Martial Artist Safety Management Bureau. The entire Security Bureau is responsible for law-and-order management of Dragon Country’s Martial Artists. Ye Feng, as Dragon Country’s War God, has no authority over ordinary departments.

However, the Martial Artist departments of Dragon Country are under Ye Feng’s jurisdiction, and the Security Bureau is also part of the War Zones.

Thus, Ye Feng is fully entitled to dismiss the director of any city’s Security Bureau—even the one in the Capital City.

Yet everyone just stared at Ye Feng strangely, feeling he was a complete lunatic. Even the Commander of the Central Plains War Zone didn’t have the authority to casually dismiss Zhang Yao, yet Ye Feng was now claiming he’d fired Zhang Yao.

"What a big mouth you’ve got. Dismiss Zhang Yao? What the hell do you think you are!" Just then, a deep, resonant voice rolled in.