When Qin Zhengyang saw that begging for mercy was useless, he immediately resorted to threats.

"ten!"

Han Feng called out the last number.

Qin Zhengyang was saying the harshest things, but inside he was panicking terribly.

He immediately took out a talisman, which his father had given him before he left.

Qin Zhengyang was able to travel to a safe place by using this talisman.

My father didn't say it was a safe place, but since he said it was safe, it must be.

Qin Zhengyang did not use the talisman; Han Feng had already made the first move.

He pointed at Qin Zhengyang with his finger, and the hand holding the talisman burst open.

"Ahh!"

Qin Zhengyang felt excruciating pain and couldn't help but scream in agony.

"Luckily you only took out the talisman and didn't start chanting, otherwise your head would be gone."

Han Feng's voice was icy and cruel.

"you!"

Qin Zhengyang said with a ferocious expression, "You cut off my arm. My father has broken through to a higher realm, and he will definitely not let you go."

Xiao Dengzi quickly reminded him, "Your Highness, you should apologize immediately."

"Why should I apologize? He cut off my arm. I need him to apologize. What do you take me for?"

Having lost an arm, Qin Zhengyang revealed his ferocity: "If you have the guts, then kill me. I am the one Father Emperor loves the most. If you kill me, he will definitely not let you go."

Qin Baihua and the others looked fearful, afraid that this mysterious expert would get angry.

Generally, proud and strong people hate being threatened by others the most.

"It seems you're not afraid of death."

Han Feng remained expressionless and pointed with another finger.

Qin Zhengyang's other arm exploded instantly.

"Ahh!"

Qin Zhengyang let out another series of screams.

"Are you going to threaten me with your father again?"

Han Feng sneered.

"Senior, please spare me! I know I was wrong, and I apologize to you now."

Qin Zhengyang knelt before Han Feng, begging for his forgiveness.

Han Feng approached Qin Zhengyang and looked down at him, saying, "I've heard you're ruthless and enjoy torturing people?"

Qin Zhengyang quickly explained, "I am a very kind person. I have never tormented anyone. I am a good person. People around me can attest to that."

"I hate kind people the most. Now you're telling me you're kind. It seems you don't want to live anymore."

Han Feng gave a cold laugh.

"I misspoke earlier. I am the most vicious person. I have killed many people, all of whom were exterminated by me. I will not even spare newborn children."

Qin Zhengyang quickly changed his words.

The people around Qin Baihua all shook their heads.

Qin Zhengyang is truly foolish; the ancestor treated him too well.

The mysterious and powerful person who asked the questions was clearly a good person; how could he possibly like someone ruthless?

If this mysterious expert were a villain, Qin Zhengyang wouldn't even have a chance to speak.

Qin Baihua and the others did not dare to speak up to remind him, as this senior was a good person and would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

But that doesn't mean this senior was a magnanimous person; if I had spoken up, I might have been killed.

Qin Baihua and the others were all looking out for themselves and had no say in Qin Zhengyang's affairs.

What can prove this?

Han Feng asked with great interest.

"Some time ago, I destroyed the Great Buddha Temple. A True Buddha expert from the Great Buddha Temple ambushed me but was killed by my men."

"This True Buddha expert is courting death, daring to ambush me. I ordered my men to cut off his head."

"Now this real Buddha's head has been made into a ball for me, and I kick it every now and then. This ball is much better than the ones I made from those human heads."

"And the ordinary monks of the Great Buddha Temple, because this True Buddha powerhouse ambushed me, I killed them all, all of them tortured to death by slow slicing and other cruel methods."

Qin Zhengyang spoke with great excitement, feeling that he had created a perfect item.

He quickly added ingratiatingly, "Senior, if you like this ball, I'd like to offer it to you."

"Let me see it."

Han Feng said expressionlessly.

"Okay, I'll bring it over right away."

Qin Zhengyang quickly grabbed a "ball," which could only be identified as a human head.

The facial features, hair, and other details of the head have been altered, making it impossible to recognize the original appearance.

Han Feng had heard Chen Huiming say that his master was the true Buddha of Dafosi Temple.

There was only one true Buddha who had fallen, and Qin Zhengyang was basically referring to him.

"Senior, if you like this 'ball,' I can give it to you."

Qin Zhengyang's face was full of flattery.

He already knew how powerful Han Feng was, and his most important task now was to survive.

As long as I survive, I'll have plenty of opportunities to take revenge.

Qin Zhengyang knew his father, knew that his arm had been severed, and knew that he would definitely avenge him.

"If you had performed like this earlier, I wouldn't have crippled your arm."

Han Feng nodded in satisfaction.

"It's not that I was young and ignorant; losing these two arms is a lesson learned."

Qin Zhengyang quickly bowed and nodded.

"Since you're so nice, I won't kill you myself. You just need to come with me."

"ah?"

Regardless of Qin Zhengyang's objections, Han Feng placed him into a small world.

To prevent Qin Zhengyang from going berserk in the small world, he sealed off his magical power.

Han Feng packed up the remaining treasure and prepared to leave the palace.

He couldn't help but ask, "Is there any other treasury or place to hide treasures in the palace?"

"there is none left."

Qin Baihua quickly replied.

"Your attitude is quite good, so I'll let you off the hook."

Han Feng glanced at Qin Baihua.

Qin Baihua quickly expressed her gratitude: "Thank you for your praise, senior."

The weight lifted from her heart; the mysterious, powerful figure before her had no intention of killing her.

The Southern Immortal Dynasty has little to do with Han Feng, nor do these Netherworld Gods.

He wouldn't concern himself with the affairs of the Netherworld Gods unless they provoked him.

Besides, killing these small fry doesn't really make much of a difference.

Han Feng ignored Qin Baihua and the others and left the palace directly.

He did not choose to fly away, but instead walked away slowly.

Because someone has already arrived, Han Feng needs to wait for this person.

Han Feng took a few steps forward and saw a tall, handsome middle-aged man in front of him.

This middle-aged man exuded an air of authority with every gesture and movement.

The middle-aged man's appearance was seven-tenths similar to Qin Zhengyang's, so there was no need to guess that he was the Immortal Emperor.

“Fellow Daoist, you went in and came out of the palace without even greeting me, the host. That’s rather impolite.”

The Immortal Emperor laughed.

"What's wrong, fellow Daoist? Are you settling scores with me? You haven't achieved Dao yet, so it's impossible for you to keep me here."

Han Feng replied neither arrogantly nor humbly.

"It's impossible to keep you here using my clone."

The Immortal Emperor nodded in reply.