A Shocking Lineup

"The people of the Jia Ma Empire have arrived, so show yourselves..."

Hun Miesheng plainly swept his gaze over the dense crowd around him, then raised his head to look toward the distant mountain. His voice was like rolling thunder, echoing across the mountain range. The moment his words fell, the space on the other side of the Summit of Fall began to distort, and eleven figures directly appeared in the void.

"Eleven people, and all of them are Dou Shengs!" Witnessing the lineup of the Jia Ma Empire, everyone could not help but be horrified.

In this eleven-person lineup, Shen Feng displayed a cultivation base of Early Four-Star Dou Sheng. Cao Ying was a Late Four-Star Dou Sheng, Xiao Yu was a Late Three-Star Dou Sheng, Xiao Chen was a Middle Five-Star Dou Sheng, Yao Chen was an Early Four-Star Dou Sheng, Ancestor Huo Yun was an Early Two-Star Dou Sheng, Hai Bodong was a Middle One-Star Dou Sheng, Feng Qing'er was an Early Three-Star Dou Sheng, along with three other One-Star Dou Shengs who were newly joined rogue cultivator experts.

In reality, the lowest among Shen Feng's wives had already reached One-Star Dou Sheng. The Little Fairy Doctor and Qing Lin had reached Two-Star Dou Sheng, and Queen Medusa had reached Early Four-Star Dou Sheng. This time, Zi Yan—who possessed the highest combat power with a Five-Star Dou Sheng cultivation—had not yet appeared. If all the Dou Shengs of the Jia Ma Empire gathered, the number would reach forty, which would make even the Hun Clan behind the Hall of Souls have a headache.

Silence fell between heaven and earth, everyone shocked by the strength of the Jia Ma Empire. The old monsters and Grand Elders of various sects were all dumbfounded, not expecting the Jia Ma Empire to have silently grown to such an extent.

"You two are indeed still alive..." Hun Miesheng looked at the opponent's lineup, wariness flashing in his eyes. He did not expect the Jia Ma Empire to have so many Dou Shengs, even including Xiao Chen, a Five-Star Dou Sheng, and three Four-Star Dou Shengs. With his intelligence network, Hun Miesheng already knew quite a bit of inside information, but it was still hard for him to believe that Shen Feng and Cao Ying could escape from the Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame, let alone have their cultivation bases skyrocket to Four-Star Dou Sheng because of it.

"Hun Miesheng, you miss this king so much, do you want to show filial piety to me in the future? But a person like you, even if you kowtow to show filial piety, this king would find it nauseating. You are not worthy!" Shen Feng did not give him any face, directly insulting him.

"Crack!" Hun Miesheng flew into a rage. For so many years in the Central Plains, no one had ever dared to humiliate him like this, especially a junior.

"Is the Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame in your hands?" Hun Miesheng asked with a frown.

"Do all of you from the Hall of Souls only know how to talk nonsense like Hun Miesheng?" Xiao Yu stepped forward. Her Late Three-Star Dou Sheng cultivation base made her completely confident when facing this senior expert.

"The Xiao Clan has declined, yet a talent like you still appeared. Your talent is enough to rival Xiao Xuan. But my Hun Clan made one Xiao Xuan fall, so we can also make a second Xiao Xuan disappear!" Hun Miesheng said coldly.

"Hmph, is someone of your level even worthy of saying those words?" Xiao Yu sneered.

Hun Miesheng snorted coldly, looking toward Shen Feng—whom he knew was the soul of this group of experts. "Today, do you dare to accept the battle challenge of the Hall of Souls?"

"What is there to fear?" Shen Feng smiled. To him at this moment, dealing with Hun Miesheng's group was just like a game.

"Best of three, each side sends out three people, a life-and-death battle!" Hun Miesheng said in a deep voice. "If you want a large-scale war, this hall is also willing. The Hall of Souls has stood tall in the Central Plains for so many years; it is not as simple as you think."

"Laughable. If not for the Hun Clan backing you, what does the Hall of Souls amount to!" Shen Feng laughed loudly. "If you want to fight, then hurry up. I don't have time to dawdle in this godforsaken place."

This method of decisive battle showed that the Hall of Souls also did not want to trigger a full-scale war immediately, so they wanted to resolve it at the highest level. Although small in scale, the impact was extremely large, as each person represented their respective camp.

"Hehe, over the years, this is the first time the Hun Clan has been so heavily provoked!" Old Man Hun Mo stepped forward gloomily. "Little emperor, count me in for this round." Following his footsteps, the massive mountain shook slightly. A surge of hidden force, like a furious dragon, rushed straight toward Shen Feng.

"Boom!" Just as the hidden force was about to burst from the ground, a figure behind Shen Feng stepped forward, stamping heavily on the ground and causing it to sink half a foot, shattering Old Man Hun Mo's hidden force.

"The Hun Clan has always been a bunch of rats that dare not come out into the light..." Xiao Chen looked at Old Man Hun Mo expressionlessly.

"Blood Axe Xiao Chen!" Old Man Hun Mo gritted his teeth, his eyes staring at Xiao Chen like a venomous snake.

"The name of our clan leader is not for ants like you to mention!" Killing intent gradually radiated from Xiao Chen. Hun Miesheng and Old Man Hun Mo both frowned, not daring to be careless. Especially Hun Miesheng, who had been beaten miserably by Xiao Chen in the Demonic Flame Space, felt extremely wary in his heart.