In the entire Duanmu Continent, there were barely three War Gods in total. Even the fiercely proud Tianfeng Clan, without the Tianfeng War God presiding, had to bow their heads when facing Teng Qingshan. This was not the time to posture or cling to honor; if they resisted, and Teng Qingshan truly set fire to the Helian Estate, there would be no chance for regret.

"Helian Haotong, you waste. You are at least a descendant of our Helian family. Even in death, you should stand tall. Look at you now, inviting contempt from everyone in the clan," roared a burly, bearded man.

Helian Haotong, clutching a piece of shattered mat, trembled all over, his face ghostly pale. He was being forcibly carried over by several guards. Looking up, he saw the bearded man and shook uncontrollably, immediately clinging to the man's thigh, weeping and crying out, "Third Uncle, I beg you, I beg you. I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Look at you."

"You brought this trouble upon us."

"Look at him cry, bringing shame to the Helian family. It would have been one thing if Yang Wang had killed him yesterday."

The surrounding Helian Clan members held little affection for Helian Haotong... Yesterday, because of him, assassins had infiltrated the compound, resulting in the deaths of over one hundred and seventy people in the clan. Today, he had even provoked a War God-level expert! The Tianfeng Clan hadn't cared about Yang Wang yesterday.

But a War God?

Which family on the Duanmu Continent dared not care?

"Mr. Teng, over here!" the bearded man shouted upwards.

Whoosh!

The Azure Luan flapped its wings and flew over, then slowly descended. Teng Qingshan and Yang Dong, holding a corpse, both stepped off.

"It's him, it's him," Yang Dong's gaze was terrifying, as if he wanted to devour someone whole.

"Helian Haotong." Teng Qingshan walked over. No one from the Helian family dared to block him. When he reached Helian Haotong, who was clutching the broken mat and looking up at him with a shudder, Helian Haotong's forehead broke out in a cold sweat under Teng Qingshan's bone-chilling stare, and he trembled uncontrollably.

"Spare, spare my life. Spare me, it has nothing to do with me."

"Yang Wang, I didn't kill him, I didn't."

Faced with death, Helian Haotong completely collapsed. What family? What honor? All rubbish. If he was about to die, what concern did he have for these things?

"I wasn't the one who carved up his corpse last night," Helian Haotong was practically weeping.

Teng Qingshan sighed inwardly, "I never expected Old Wang's life to end at the hands of such a person." This Helian Haotong was purely a spoiled brat, lacking even a shred of backbone. It truly wasn't worth it for Old Wang to die because of this man. Simultaneously, Teng Qingshan's right hand moved like a phantom, striking Helian Haotong five times in rapid succession, disabling all his limbs and shattering his Dantian.

"Ah." Helian Haotong's face turned ashen, his limbs hanging uselessly. The mat fell to the ground, and his eyes were filled with terror.

"The Tianfeng War God is truly slow."

Teng Qingshan gave a cold smile. Before entering Tianfeng City, Teng Qingshan had intentionally merged the power of 'God' with the power of fire, giving him clear sensory control over a radius of thirty-four li. This radius wasn't just limited to the cardinal directions; it included the sky above and the earth below.

Centered on the Void Realm expert, anyone within a thirty-four li range—be it on the ground, in the air, or underground—was within his perception.

According to the Cloud Dream War God, this range was called a Domain!

Evidently, the Tianfeng War God had never appeared within Teng Qingshan's Domain.

"Let's go," Teng Qingshan grabbed Helian Haotong by the collar, lifting him, and leaped onto the Azure Luan with Yang Dong.

The Azure Luan gave a powerful flap of its wings and swiftly pierced the air, streaking away as a trail of fire, vanishing into the southern horizon. *

"That was incredible." In a tavern in Tianfeng City, a young waiter gazed worshipfully at the disappearing firelight in the south, "You don't have the right to haggle with me... just like how the shopkeeper has to talk to me. They actually dared to speak to the Tianfeng Clan like that. The Tianfeng Clan didn't even dare to resist and obediently handed over the person?"

"If I could live such a glorious life, even for just one day, I would die without regret." The waiter's eyes gleamed intensely.

"Hurry, hurry and take the dishes upstairs! What are you standing there foolishly for?" the shopkeeper's voice echoed again.

"Oh, coming," the waiter pouted miserably and returned to his chores. ...

The scene of Teng Qingshan arriving on the Azure Luan and powerfully coercing the Tianfeng Clan was witnessed by thousands. Almost half the people in Tianfeng City had heard Teng Qingshan's voice. The Tianfeng Clan was the number one family under heaven, yet they suffered such humiliation. Many people gasped in astonishment.

They marveled at the might of the person who arrived on the divine bird and asked each other who this 'Mr. Teng' was. Although the title of the Strongest Martial Saint, 'Teng Qingshan,' was famous, ordinary citizens knew very little about him. This incident, however, made Teng Qingshan's name known to every household in Tianfeng City. And the story would rapidly spread from Tianfeng City across the entire Duanmu Continent. **

Above Tianfeng City, a gigantic, pitch-black Roc soared with wings spread wide. Standing on the back of this massive bird were two figures: one was the Iron Sword Martial Saint, 'Helian Haoyan,' clad in silver robes and carrying a black iron sword; the other was a grim-faced man with silver hair and black robes, the Tianfeng War God, possessing terrifying strength.

"Teacher, there is no Fire Divine Bird below us," the Iron Sword Martial Saint observed the ground carefully.

"They have already left," the Tianfeng War God said, his face ashen.

The Tianfeng War God could clearly sense that Teng Qingshan's aura was not within his Domain.

"Follow me down."

The giant Roc dove down, entering a forbidden ground of the Helian family—the Tianfeng Hall, the residence of successive Tianfeng War Gods upon returning to the clan. Normally, only the Clan Head and the Great Elder were qualified to enter.

Inside the Tianfeng Hall.

The Clan Head, 'Helian Haofan,' was waiting alone in silence. He knew the Tianfeng War God would surely return.

"War God!" Upon seeing the newcomers, Helian Haofan bowed respectfully.

The Tianfeng War God and the Iron Sword Martial Saint entered together. The Tianfeng War God said in a low voice, "Haofan, what did this Teng Qingshan do when he came?"

Helian Haofan immediately replied urgently, "Just now, that Teng Qingshan arrived riding a fiery monstrous bird..." Helian Haofan recounted every detail of what had transpired.

"He threatened to burn down my Helian family?" The Tianfeng War God's face darkened. "And forced us to hand someone over?"

"Yes, I truly had no choice," Helian Haofan lowered his head.

The Iron Sword Martial Saint beside him was also overwhelmed with rage, fuming, "Teacher, this Teng Qingshan has gone too far. His blatant coercion of our Helian family... I'm afraid the entire Tianfeng City knows by now. Right now, countless people in Tianfeng City must be discussing our Helian family!"

The Tianfeng War God's ears twitched; he could hear conversations from several li away.

Listening to these exchanges, the Tianfeng War God's face grew increasingly grim. As the person in charge of the Tianfeng Clan, their disgrace was his disgrace! Teng Qingshan's actions were tantamount to a resounding slap across his face.

"Teng Qingshan!" The Tianfeng War God slammed the chair next to him, "You go too far!!!"

"Teacher," the Iron Sword Martial Saint looked at him, "What do we do now? He must have gone to Cloud Dream Ancient City."

The Tianfeng War God's gaze turned icy. "What do we do? Naturally, we cannot let this slide. Hmph, Teng Qingshan siding with Old Mu means there is no possibility of reconciliation between him and our Tianfeng Clan after this incident." A decision formed in his mind. "You two stay here, I will pay a visit to Cloud Dream Ancient City."

"Teacher..."

"War God..."

Both Helian Haofan and the Iron Sword Martial Saint were greatly alarmed.

But the Tianfeng War God flickered and vanished. **

Above Cloud Dream Ancient City, the silver-haired, black-robed Tianfeng War God looked down at the city below, took a deep breath, and roared furiously, "Teng Qingshan!"

"Teng Qingshan!" "Teng Qingshan!" "Teng Qingshan!"

The sound echoed throughout the entire Cloud Dream Ancient City. ...

Inside Cloud Dream Ancient City, at the Donghua Garden in the Sunken Inner City, Teng Qingshan and his group were all in low spirits due to Old Wang's death. Suddenly, a roar like a thunderclap from above made Teng Qingshan and the others immediately rush out of the main hall and look up at the sky.

"It's the Tianfeng War God," Teng Qingshan observed the distant figure in the high sky, which appeared as a tiny speck.

"Teng Qingshan, you are also a War God expert? You are insulting the very word 'War God',"

The powerful voice propagated continuously through the high sky, resounding throughout Cloud Dream Ancient City, startling and shaking the million residents below.

"I never imagined you would be so shameless. Taking advantage of my seclusion in Tianfeng Canyon to cause chaos at my Helian family. Hah... Is bullying ordinary people fun? Does it showcase your might, Teng Qingshan? If you have the guts, come and fight me! I'll be waiting right here!"

Teng Qingshan looked up in silence.

Whoosh! The Cloud Dream War God also appeared within the Donghua Garden.

"Qingshan, you absolutely must not go," the Cloud Dream War God was most afraid of Teng Qingshan being goaded into action.

"It's fine," Teng Qingshan looked up, "I want to see what else he has to say."

In the high sky, the Tianfeng War God's voice continued to descend: "Last time at Ox Head Mountain, you were a coward and fled early. This time, you went to my Helian family to show off your power, and when I arrived, you cowered back into Cloud Dream Ancient City. Hah... Now that I'm here, you don't even dare to breathe loudly... Hah, if you have any guts, just keep hiding forever."

"Helian, don't be presumptuous here," a roar also shot up from within the city, belonging to the Cloud Dream War God.

"Old Mu, what does my feud with Teng Qingshan have to do with you?" The Tianfeng War God's voice rolled like thunder. "Teng Qingshan, it seems you can only hide under Old Mu's protection now. Hah... A coward who only bullies ordinary people. A dignified War God, yet holding the title of Strongest Martial Saint. Defeating my disciple, the Iron Sword Martial Saint, in one move—are you very proud of that?"

"It would be strange if a War God couldn't defeat a Martial Saint in a single move. But is bullying a Martial Saint truly glorious? Hah, laughable, truly laughable!"

"Since you are such a coward, forget it. Consider this a wasted trip for me."

"However, from this day forward, don't dream of showing off your might at my Helian family residence. From today on, I will be staying at the Helian Estate. If you dare, come whenever you wish. I am ready to fight at any time."

"But... given how timid you are, I doubt you'd dare challenge me. Hahahaha..."

With a burst of uproarious laughter, the Tianfeng War God mounted the giant black roc and flew north. His arrogant laughter continued to echo throughout Cloud Dream Ancient City.