"Aren't the Xuanhu Clan one of the four Divine Beasts too? Why the forced entry?" Chen Feng inquired.

"My Lord Dragon God is unaware, the Xuanhu Clan is indeed part of the Divine Beast lineage, but they fractured from our Dragon Clan ten thousand years ago, constantly hunting down our disciples. If it weren't for this illusion array, half the Dragon Clan would likely have been massacred!" Elder Long Yi stated, his voice laced with fury. First release.

"Massacring the Dragon Clan? With the immense power of our Dragon Clan, are we truly afraid of them?" Chen Feng found this unbelievable. The Dragon Clan's might was so formidable, with tens of thousands of experts at or above the Saint Domain level; how could they fear a mere Xuanhu Clan?

"The Xuanhu Clan's strength isn't overwhelmingly superior. In a true battle, perhaps even five of them wouldn't match our Dragon Clan! It's just that they possess a peculiar divine artifact. This artifact deals a fatal blow to Dragon Clan disciples who have not yet evolved to four claws. Once struck by the light of this item, any disciple below four claws instantly loses their combat capability, as if bound, unable to fight!" Long Yi revealed an infinite depth of hatred as he spoke of this.

"Such a divine artifact exists?" Chen Feng gasped, taking a sharp intake of breath.

Only the Great Elder of the Dragon Clan had evolved into a Four-Clawed Golden Dragon. This meant that everyone else would lose their fighting ability upon encountering this artifact!

"Indeed. If they only had one such artifact, it would be manageable. But they possess a full hundred of them! Because this item is exclusively used against our Dragon Clan, it is known as the Dragon-Binding Ropes. Facing this object means certain doom for any Dragon Clan member!" Though Long Yi was furious, a profound terror still flickered in his eyes when mentioning the Dragon-Binding Ropes.

"Dragon-Binding Ropes? How could they possess such a heaven-defying divine artifact?"

"It is rumored to have been bestowed by the Bright God of Light. Otherwise, why would our Dragon Clan have been confined to the Dragon Domain for ten thousand years?"

Only then did Chen Feng understand. It must have been after the tragic fall of Senior Yanlong that the Bright God of Light orchestrated a massive reshuffling. For reasons known only to him, unable to act personally, he allowed the Xuanhu Clan to carry out his will!

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Chen Feng acknowledged this and surveyed the sixteen individuals who entered the hall.

Leading the group were two identical, burly men, bare-chested, with fierce brows and angry eyes, each clutching a strange, disc-shaped weapon.

Upon seeing these weapons, the faces of the Great Elder and the others turned ashen. There was no doubt that these items were the dreaded "Dragon-Binding Ropes."

Trailing the two brutes were three figures standing abreast, each slung with a massive bow across their back, looking imposing and majestic. Further behind them walked three young attendants dressed in blue, the one in the center glancing around the hall with wide, curious eyes, holding a scroll—likely a formal letter or decree.

Bringing up the rear were eight men carrying two enormous chests.

"Are you the successor of Yanlong?" The brute on the left surveyed the room before fixing his gaze on Chen Feng, lifting his chin slightly with an air of disdain.

"Show respect to our Lord Dragon God and kneel!" The guard captain, Long Fei, who stood nearby, grew enraged by the brute's demeanor and roared.

The Great Elder and the others visibly changed expression upon hearing Long Fei’s outburst.

Setting aside the fact that the Dragon Clan had no custom of kneeling, even if they did, how could they demand obeisance from an envoy of the Xuanhu Clan? Especially when the two brutes were holding the Dragon-Binding Ropes!

The brute’s leopard-like eyes bulged wide, and the disc on his wrist suddenly spun, shooting a beam of green light directly onto Long Fei’s body, just as he lunged forward with a punch aimed at the guard's stomach.

With a resounding thud, Long Fei’s body, bathed in the green light, seemed to stiffen completely. He couldn't even manage to dodge and was instantly sent flying across the floor.

"Who do you think you are, daring to speak to me like that? Forget a mere successor of Yanlong; even the true Yanlong himself would not be worthy of my kneeling!" the brute boasted arrogantly.

"Captain..." The accompanying guards rushed to help Long Fei up, their eyes blazing with murderous intent as they glared at the brute.

"You guards, step down for now!" the Great Elder commanded.

These guards had not experienced the battle of the Fallen Dragon; they did not truly grasp the lethal potency of this weapon that was the Dragon Clan’s bane. Recalling the tragic state of the Dragon Clan back then, Long Yi felt the nightmare resurface. Thus, despite his fury at the brute's arrogance, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

However, Long Yi's action was interpreted as condoning the brute’s behavior, causing the few guards to immediately cry out in protest: "Great Elder..."

"Get out!" Long Yi roared.

The brute seemed to have anticipated this. He placed the disc he held against his chest and chuckled, "You are quite sensible. But if anyone else proves to be blind, it won't end this easily!" With a beckoning gesture, the young attendant holding the scroll hurried over, a forced smile plastered on his face as he presented the scroll.

This attendant walked with a strange gait, somewhat unsteady, and his eyes darted restlessly around the hall.

The brute waved the attendant back, then casually unfurled the scroll, his gaze falling upon Chen Feng with utter contempt: "Brat, my Lord commands that you swiftly travel to the Tiger Domain to pay homage, serving my God as a slave for ten thousand years. Otherwise, we shall exterminate your entire Dragon Clan!"

As he spoke, his eyes radiated blatant scorn.

Chen Feng ignored his words, offering only a cold smile. Suddenly, he called out sharply: "Long Yi!"

The Great Elder started in surprise, then quickly stepped forward: "My Lord Dragon God..."

Chen Feng pointed at the brute and commanded: "Break both of his legs first, then chop him into pieces and toss him out!"

"My Lord Dragon God... This..." Long Yi hesitated slightly.

Chen Feng’s eyes narrowed, and he thundered, "Must I do it myself?"

Before his words had fully registered, the brute interjected arrogantly, "I am the envoy sent by my divine Lord! If you dare lay a finger on me, I can make your entire Dragon Domain run red with—Ahhh..."

The sentence was cut short by a piercing shriek. The brute suddenly slammed onto the ground with a crack! His two large legs had been instantly blasted into shredded meat!

"Drag him out and finish him!" Chen Feng stated coldly.

The silent assault of the black particles had given the brute, caught in his moment of frenzy, absolutely no warning that Chen Feng would strike so decisively!

The Great Elder was completely blindsided by Chen Feng’s immediate action, showing no regard for consequences. His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

At this moment, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence, broken only by the brute’s agonizing cries.

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