Yama will eventually turn to Qin Feng.
His stern, scrutinizing gaze gave off an invisible sense of pressure.
However, Qin Feng ignored his oppressive aura, calmly met his gaze, and showed no panic, appearing quite relaxed.
The others watched this scene with great interest and began to whisper among themselves.
"Even the King of Hell has arrived, things are getting more and more complicated. Do you think this person can defeat the King of Hell?"
"I think it's difficult. Don't be fooled by how easily this person faced the Martial Emperor. The Yan Emperor's strength is far beyond that of the Martial Emperor, otherwise he wouldn't be the emperor of the Tianchi Dynasty."
Yan Huang looked at the calm Qin Feng and spoke softly, his voice deep and majestic.
Who are you?
Qin Feng smiled slightly and said calmly:
"When you ask someone's name, shouldn't you give your own name in return? Are all the people of the Tianchi Dynasty this rude?"
Qin Feng didn't care who the other party was. Those who sided with Xu Hao were basically enemies, not friends, so there was no need to be so polite.
Qin Feng's sudden remark caused an uproar throughout the room.
Who is Yan Huang? He is the emperor of the entire Tianchi Dynasty, the ruler of a powerful force. Qin Feng actually spoke to him in such a tone, which made everyone secretly startled.
They admired him, but also secretly worried for Qin Feng.
Even if Qin Feng defeated Xu Hao, they still felt that Qin Feng was no match for Yan Huang.
The title of Yama was not self-proclaimed, but rather bestowed upon him by others because of his excessive killings. He was like a Yama who takes lives, an embodiment of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Such people are invincible gods in their eyes.
Yan Huang was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, looking at Qin Feng with a curious expression.
"Interesting young man, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that."
"Since you asked, I'll tell you. My name is Yan Tu, others call me Emperor Yan, and I am also the emperor of the Tianchi Dynasty. It's your turn."
Qin Feng smiled calmly, "Okay, that's more like it. I don't have so many fancy names. My name is Qin Feng, Qin as in Qin Feng, Feng as in Qin Feng."
Zhou Jian and the other two exchanged glances, barely suppressing their laughter.
The old Taoist priest Qingchen's lips twitched.
Yan Huang didn't seem angry, but his next words made everyone break out in a cold sweat for Qin Feng.
He said to Qin Feng in a very calm tone:
"Very well, whatever the reason you had a conflict with Xu Hao, it's your fault for hitting my people on my turf, and you should know the consequences!"
His words were like the command of the King of Hell; if the King of Hell wants someone to die at midnight, he will not let them live until dawn.
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