Han's proposal was nothing short of cheating; how could three people simultaneously attack from a distance of a thousand meters using only single-target magic? Furthermore, given a Third-Tier Dou Zun's spiritual perception, the chance of successfully hitting a target a thousand meters away with single-target magic was negligible.

"The descendant of the Flame Dragon is the leader of the Dragon Clan, so naturally, he should use magic too!" the burly man continued.

Knowing Chen Feng was a Dou Zun and still demanding he use magic made his intentions perfectly clear.

Chen Feng was entirely unconcerned and laughed, "Perfectly acceptable." With that, he subtly glanced at the Great Elder, Long Yi, who understood and quietly nodded in return.

His ready agreement somewhat unsettled the burly man, making him slightly confused. "I said use magic, to fight against the three of them!"

"No problem!" Chen Feng replied with a smile, flipping his wrist as he produced his bow.

"I thought he had some trump card to be so nonchalant; turns out it’s just a broken bow! One of these can buy a basketful with a single high-grade spirit stone. To think it could compare with our Tianhao Demonic Bow—truly overestimating himself," the burly man sneered internally.

However, while he thought this, the three individuals holding longbows thought differently.

The moment Chen Feng brought out his bow, the Tianhao Demonic Bows in their hands exhibited a distinct tendency to gravitate and merge towards it. The three bows they held were actually parts of a single entity; only when united could they unleash their maximum power!

Divine artifacts generally possess their own artifact spirits; the spirit of Chen Feng's Nether Feather Sword, for instance, is the Heart of Slaughter. If one possesses a divine artifact but cannot communicate with its spirit, the artifact's greatest power remains locked away. The fact that the Tianhao Demonic Bows now desired coalescence clearly indicated they were being subdued by a superior bow, akin to paying homage.

It was like the phenomenon of ten thousand swords bowing to a newly emerged supreme sword. If a demonic bow possessed an artifact spirit, it would exhibit the same reaction upon encountering the King of Bows.

Realizing this, cold sweat broke out simultaneously on the faces of the three. They exchanged glances, and a single thought arose between them: "Could his bow be more powerful than the Tianhao Demonic Bow?"

Chen Feng seemed to sense their change in demeanor, though he never suspected it was due to the bow in his hand. He said lightly, "Please move to the opposite side!"

Since the agreement stipulated a distance of one thousand meters, they couldn't exactly shoot while facing each other.

The three nodded to each other, seemingly having reached a consensus, and simultaneously flew backward. However, they did not fly in the same direction but separated in a fan shape, landing a thousand meters away from him.

Once they were further from Chen Feng, the Tianhao Demonic Bows in their hands indeed stopped struggling.

After they were positioned, Chen Feng looked at the burly man. "Aren't you going over to cheer them on?"

"No need, I trust them!" The burly man felt a secret surge of satisfaction. In his mind, even if Chen Feng was the Flame Dragon descendant, it wouldn't be easy to defeat three opponents wielding divine artifacts through repeated practice, armed with just that bow.

"Good!" Without another word, Chen Feng drew his bowstring taut, pulling it back like a full moon. His domain power coalesced into a purple-flame arrow, unleashed without reservation. With a series of sharp cracks—"Pah! Pah!..."—ten crimson-purple energy arrows sliced through the air with a mournful whistle, shooting toward the person in the middle like lightning!

Although he didn't know the secret behind the three of them using their bows, eliminating them one by one was undoubtedly the best strategy.

"That's Dou Qi, not magic at all..." the burly man roared out.

Seeing the power of these arrows, the three opponents' complexions changed. They simultaneously drew their Tianhao Demonic Bows to the maximum and shot back at the incoming projectiles—arrow against arrow!

The three magic-formed arrows they released collided less than a meter from the bow and instantly merged into one significantly larger projectile.

"Boom..." With a thunderous impact, the massive arrow slammed head-on against the ten purple-flame arrows shot by Chen Feng, producing a dazzling white light at the point of collision.

The onlookers instinctively closed their eyes against the brilliance of the light. Just then, a faint cry of "Aiya" was heard nearby, followed by immediate silence.

A faint smile touched Chen Feng's lips. He retracted the bow, tucking it back into his waterskin. Squinting slightly due to the afterimage of the white light, he made a gesture toward the direction from which the sound had originated!

When the white light dissipated, the searing air currents created by the clashing arrows swirled outward like cyclones. The surrounding experts of the Dragon Domain were powerful enough that these currents, though violent, had no effect among the crowd.

"You used Dou Qi just now, so..." the burly man roared, but when he turned to look at Chen Feng, he froze on the spot.

Chen Feng was staring coldly at him, while the Great Elder, Long Yi, stood beside him, firmly gripping the scroll-carrying pageboy by the neck. The pageboy's eyes were shut tight; he was clearly unconscious.

"What are you doing?" the burly man's voice was loud, yet his tone betrayed a hint of panic.

"What am I doing?" Chen Feng shook his head with a slight smile, a ball of purple flame burning fiercely at his fingertip. "What do you think would happen if I tossed this flame onto your little princess?"

"You... what nonsense are you talking of? What little princess?" Panic began to show in the burly man's eyes.

"Oh, she isn't? Well, that makes things easier," Chen Feng remarked. "Long Yi, drag her aside and chop her up!"

Hearing this, the burly man's face drastically changed. He hastily said, "Name your terms!"

Chen Feng sneered, "Terms? It seems you have more conditions than we do!"

"Fine!" The burly man seemed to steel himself. "I will give you the statue of the Flame Dragon. I ask that you release the little princess. If you dare harm her in the slightest, you will face the boundless wrath of my God!"

"Did you just admit she is your little princess?" Chen Feng laughed.

The burly man then realized he had been manipulated, and his face turned ashen.

Chen Feng ignored his anger completely and instructed the Second Elder, "Bring those two chests over!"

The Second Elder responded, walked over to the eight men carrying the chests, and as the little princess was held hostage, they dared not resist further. They glanced at the burly man, who gritted his teeth and waved his hand in concession.

Upon receiving the two chests, the Second Elder immediately stored them in a spatial artifact, fearing that the opponent might have a way to trigger the explosive charges within the boxes. He secured them in the spatial accessory first before making further plans.

"You have the statue, now please release the little princess!" the burly man urged anxiously.

"Did I agree to release her?" Chen Feng replied coldly.

"You, the dignified descendant of the Flame Dragon, go back on your word?" The burly man was shocked that Chen Feng would say such a thing.

"I don't recall ever agreeing to release her; it seemed all that talking was done solely by you," Chen Feng shook his head, completely disregarding the man now, and told the Great Elder, "Wake her up!"

The Great Elder lightly tapped the pageboy, who groaned softly and slowly regained consciousness.

"Hee hee, the Dragon Domain is very dangerous; you shouldn't have come!" Great Elder Long Yi chuckled amiably, looking like a kindly grandfather.

The pageboy's face first showed terror. He glanced around, seemingly realizing his identity had been exposed. He forced his lips to steady, stammering slightly, "You wouldn't dare kill me. My father is Jin Xuanhu. If you kill me, my father will annihilate your entire Dragon Clan!"

Great Elder Long Yi let out a little laugh. "Little fellow, do you really think our Dragon Clan is so afraid of your father? Never mind that he can't come here, even if he could enter the Dragon Domain, he would likely suffer the same fate as the last time he was injured. Moreover, your father is probably struggling to protect himself right now, isn't he?"

Hearing this, the pageboy's complexion turned exceedingly grim. "How did you know..."

The Great Elder glanced up at Chen Feng and couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "Lord Dragon God truly has eyes like a torch!"

Chen Feng also smiled. "It's the Great Elder's seasoned experience that spotted her strangeness!"

Both of them looked pleased with themselves after their exchange.

Little Tiger, standing nearby, was nearly dumbfounded, still not grasping the full situation. He couldn't help but ask, "Boss, what exactly happened? How did you know this guy was the little princess of the Xuanhu Clan?"

Chen Feng explained, "As an envoy accompanying the delegation, to wander around our main hall without any restraint naturally proves she is the leader of this group. Judging by her movements and bearing, she clearly lacks the awareness of an envoy. If I couldn't guess her identity then, it would be strange!"

"How did you know she was the little princess?" Little Tiger remained confused and quickly added, "Also, how did you know Jin Xuanhu was in trouble and unable to protect himself?"

Chen Feng glanced at the Great Elder, signaling him to explain.

The Great Elder looked pleased. "The Xuanhu Clan and our Dragon Clan are mortal enemies. If we knew nothing about the situation in their clan, how could the Dragon Domain have survived for ten thousand years? They only have one mischievous little princess. Seeing how much attention everyone paid to her now, even a fool would figure it out! Furthermore, if Jin Xuanhu were capable of attending to things, why would he allow his precious daughter to sneak off here alone? This suggests Jin Xuanhu is either seriously injured or preoccupied with his own affairs!"

The Great Elder, indeed, was an old fellow who had lived for ten thousand years, possessing incredibly sharp judgment, extending his deductions from a tiny detail to such profound conclusions.

In reality, the Great Elder respected Chen Feng even more deeply. If Chen Feng hadn't told him that the pageboy was suspicious, he probably never would have noticed!

As Chen Feng and Long Yi finished their explanations, the surrounding Dragon Clan disciples knelt simultaneously, cheering loudly.

In their hearts, the status of this "Lord Dragon God" soared once again.

The burly man listened to Chen Feng and Long Yi's explanation, his internal astonishment becoming impossible to control.

Back in the "Tiger Domain," the little princess had secretly knocked out a pageboy and used a transformation technique to disguise herself, sneaking out with them. He hadn't even noticed until later. When he wanted to send her back, she insisted she was very curious and wanted to see the Dragon Domain. If he refused, she would throw a tantrum.

The little princess was notoriously spoiled and willful in the Tiger Domain; how could he dare offend her? After some thought, he brought her along.

After all, they possessed divine artifacts like the Dragon-Binding Ropes and controlled the remnant soul and the "corpse" of the Flame Dragon. He figured the opponents wouldn't dare do much to them. Moreover, the little princess had no less than two divine artifacts on her person, so even if trouble arose, he was certain he could escape without issue. Thus, he agreed.

However, he never anticipated that the Great Elder and Chen Feng could strike the instant the competition arena exploded, catching everyone off guard, resulting in the little princess being directly captured.

Had it not been for the momentary distraction of everyone's focus, the little princess could have activated her divine artifact armor within a second, rendering anyone powerless against her, especially since her father was a God-level master. Despite her young age, the little girl had plenty of life-saving methods.

Originally, the burly man relied on the explosive charges and the Flame Dragon's statue to keep his opponents hesitant. He never imagined they would seize the little princess, leaving him unable to act.

He calmed his internal fear and chaos, stating grimly, "If you don't want the remnant soul of the Flame Dragon destroyed, then release the little princess and let us leave!"

"Let you leave?" Chen Feng shook his head. "You come here and expect to return safely? Do you take our Dragon Domain for a marketplace?"

The burly man said sullenly, "We are envoys of the Xuanhu Clan. If you dare harm us even slightly, the entire Dragon Domain will suffer the endless retaliation of our Tiger Domain..."

Chen Feng said coldly, "The thing I dislike most is being threatened!"

His expression shifted, his voice filled with killing intent: "All Inner Cadres, hear my command: Kill all these envoys of the Xuanhu Clan... Leave not one alive!"

"Yes, Lord Dragon God!" All the Inner Cadre disciples around them showed excitement, surging forward... Those Outer Cadres who didn't get a chance to strike looked somewhat dejected.

After issuing the command, Chen Feng paid them no further mind. He only heard the burly man's piercing scream: "You will pay the price..." and then his voice cut off.

What good were divine artifacts like the Dragon-Binding Ropes to these people? In the hands of so many Dragon Clan disciples, they were destined to be hacked into meat paste, torn to shreds!

Bringing the little princess back to the council hall, Chen Feng drove the flame into her body.

The flame generated by the Fist Emperor technique indeed had an extremely potent effect, burrowing into her core and robbing her of any ability to resist.

"Change back to how you really look!" Chen Feng said coldly, staring at the now-subdued little princess.

The little princess gritted her teeth, a hint of unwillingness in her eyes, but finally