Seeing Chen Feng’s serious demeanor, all the bandits couldn't help but laugh—just some arrogant youth who didn’t know his place.

“Damn it, someone actually wants to die!” The bearded man spat a thick glob of phlegm onto the ground, his face contorted with contempt. He turned to his leader and asked, “Boss, how about you let me play with this brat first?”

The bandit leader, well aware of the bearded man’s potent skills, smiled faintly and tacitly agreed.

The bearded man dismounted, swaggered up to Chen Feng, casually picked up a stone, and crushed it into powder in the palm of his hand. He then thrust his large hand out toward Chen Feng. “Kid, want to play something exciting? I’ll teach you wrestling. It’s thrilling—even better than getting with a dame, damn it…”

His idea of wrestling was naturally to smash Chen Feng to death. Hearing his words, the bandits watched Chen Feng with malicious glee, erupting into loud laughter.

“It’s a Ninth-Rank Bronze Armored Warrior, a Bronze Armored Warrior wearing heavy armor!” White’s eyes widened in horror as he saw the bearded man make his move. He exchanged a look with Ah Can.

Bronze and Silver Armored Warriors are difficult to identify through spiritual perception or outward appearance because they cultivate the [Redacted Term], only revealing their power when they strike.

The ease with which the bearded man pulverized the stone suggested his strength had reached the peak of the Bronze Armored Warrior realm.

The true strength of the Armored Warriors lay in their [Redacted Term] cultivation, giving them unparalleled might. An Armored Warrior in heavy gear could ignore an opponent’s attacks and focus entirely on offense, making them even more formidable. Thus, seeing that the bearded man was a heavy-armored Bronze Warrior, both White and Ah Can felt that this time they were truly done for.

The bandit leader himself was only a Second-Rank Silver Armored Warrior. If even his subordinate was a Ninth-Rank Bronze Warrior, how could they possibly fight?

Chen Feng was also a Ninth-Rank Bronze Warrior, but without heavy armor, how could he possibly match the bearded man?

Chen Feng smiled. “I can give you your thrill!” With that, ignoring the bearded man’s rage, he suddenly thrust his right hand forward, grabbed the man’s thick beard, and yanked hard!

“Hssss…”

The thick beard was completely yanked out by Chen Feng. Blood instantly streamed down the man’s chin.

“Aaaagh…” The bearded man screamed, his eyes blazing scarlet. “I’ll kill you!” He swung his iron-like arm, smashing it down toward Chen Feng’s head.

He was nearly half a head taller than Chen Feng, with long arms, and the strike came with terrifying speed. Hitting someone squarely would turn them into meat paste. Everyone instinctively closed their eyes; White also felt a sudden darkness, thinking Chen Feng was finished.

“Bang!”

The sound echoed, and when everyone looked toward the source, they were momentarily stunned. The bearded man’s hand bones were all shattered; one arm hung uselessly. Chen Feng stood rooted to the spot, his feet unmoved, not having shifted in the slightest.

“You wanted wrestling? I’ll oblige!” Chen Feng declared, stepping forward instantly with his right foot, seizing the bearded man’s other arm and violently flinging him toward the sky!

“Whoosh!”

The crowd felt a blur before their eyes; the silhouette of the bearded man was gone.

“Aaaagh…”

A piercing shriek traveled from the sky, growing fainter until it vanished.

After a long moment, the scream was heard again, followed by a heavy “thud” as he crashed onto the bluestone beside the road, splattering into a pulp.

“Your turn!” Before the crowd could shake off their shock, Chen Feng barked, pushing off the ground with both feet, surging forward, and delivering a punch to the bandit leader’s horse.

With a “Boom,” the horse was sent flying over ten meters, landing heavily on the ground, clearly dead.

The bandit leader reacted swiftly, shouting loudly as he jumped from the saddle, his massive hammer whistling as it swung toward Chen Feng.

Chen Feng snorted coldly, thrusting out his fist. With a sharp Ding, the iron hammer, weighing over a hundred pounds, was smashed with a hole punched clear through it by a single punch! Blood instantly flooded the bandit leader’s tiger’s mouth grip; he lost control of the hammer, which tumbled end over end into the distance toward the rice fields.

“Not good…” Seeing this, the bandit leader finally realized the gap between them. In desperation, he used the momentum of the flying hammer to flip in the air, intending to flee backward.

But before he could take a single step away, a sharp pain struck his chest. He looked down to see a fist-sized bloody cavity already appearing there.

“Thud!” His corpse fell limply to the ground.

“Anyone who dares move, this is your consequence!” Chen Feng surveyed them coldly.

From the moment he tossed the bearded man skyward to killing the bandit leader, less than ten seconds had passed. None of the bandits had managed to react.

The villagers were still held captive by the bandits, which was why Chen Feng had acted so fast—to end the confrontation quickly and prevent them from using the villagers as shields.

By eliminating the two strongest among the bandits, he achieved the intended shock effect. Everyone stood frozen, only gradually recovering after a long silence, their eyes now filling with terror.

Punching clean through the Silver Armor of a Second-Rank Silver Armored Warrior, killing their leader… what level of power did he possess?

The surroundings were utterly silent, not a single sound.

White and Ah Can were still standing there, dumbfounded, rubbing their eyes to confirm what they were seeing.

“Are you… a Gold Armored Warrior?” Although White’s personal strength was lacking, his perception was not… he asked, bewildered.

Chen Feng offered no reply, instead stating, “You can deal with these bandits as you see fit. Anyone who steps out of line, just kill them!” His tone was as cold as a biting wind, sweeping over everyone and causing them to shiver involuntarily.

Following Chen Feng’s demonstration, the remaining bandits settled down considerably. After seven or eight who tried to flee were blasted into pieces by a sphere of flame, not a single person dared to consider escape again.

The dozen or so who remained loyal to the bandit leader and the bearded man were also ruthlessly dispatched by Chen Feng.

The villagers watched the spectacle with gaping mouths. Suddenly, one of them knelt down. “The God of Justice blesses us!”

Immediately, everyone else knelt before Chen Feng. These simple folks had never seen such a display. Seeing one person subdue the entire bandit horde, they naturally hailed him as an immortal, a god descended.

Chen Feng asked Ah Can to help everyone up. His initial action was intended as repayment to White, but he unexpectedly discovered White’s military acumen—a significant unexpected gain. He was reluctant to accept the villagers’ prostration.

Gathering the remaining bandits, White confiscated every last bit of money they possessed, unearthing nearly two million!

White presented the money to Chen Feng, who took 500,000 and placed it in his water flask. After all, money was necessary for any endeavor, so he accepted it without ceremony. He instructed White to distribute the remainder to the villagers.

The villagers, who expected to be robbed by the bandits, were instead given money by Chen Feng. Overjoyed, they immediately knelt down again.

The bandits, meanwhile, looked as if their parents had died, their faces twitching, but when they saw Chen Feng standing coldly nearby, they clamped down on any further rebellious thoughts.

This red-haired youth was simply too terrifying!

With everything settled, Chen Feng asked, “How do you plan to handle these men?”

White rested his chin in his hand, feigning distress. “I have a way to handle them, but…”

“But what?” Chen Feng inquired.

“But these are all bandits—arrogant and unruly. They will likely be difficult to control!”

Chen Feng was surprised that this was his concern. He smiled faintly. “That’s simple enough!” With that, he unleashed his Domain Power, enveloping all the bandits within it. A moment later, cries of agony echoed from within the purple-red domain, and soon after, Chen Feng walked out, smiling.

All the bandits simultaneously felt as if something had been implanted inside their bodies, though they didn't know its function.

A ball of fire suddenly ignited between Chen Feng’s fingers, burning fiercely. He suddenly clenched his fist, and everyone simultaneously felt their internal organs twist as if slashed by knives.

“I have planted something within you; you must have noticed it. Obey my orders, and I will consider removing it later. Otherwise…” Chen Feng paused deliberately at this point, then his eyes snapped open, revealing a thick killing intent. With a flick of his wrist, a streak of purple flame shot along the ground toward a nearby earthen mound.

“Boom!” A ground-shaking tremor resonated, and the earthen mound spanning dozens of meters was instantly reduced to flat ground.

“…You will meet the same fate!” he finished with icy coldness.

This action simultaneously controlled them and struck terror into their hearts. Even those who harbored any dissenting thoughts instantly extinguished any urge to resist upon witnessing that spectacle.

To reduce an earthen mound spanning dozens of meters to flat ground with flame damage… only those Venerable Masters inside the church could accomplish such a feat…

Only now did they realize the kind of monster that had killed the bearded man moments ago.

Chen Feng’s flame damage could control even experts at the Dou Zun level, so he certainly didn't fear resistance from these mere Dou Shi level bandits. However, he was curious where White intended to relocate them.

The news regarding the bandits had to be completely erased, leaving not a single trace, lest it attract more trouble. Fortunately, White was an expert in handling such matters. They spent half the night dealing with the bandits until everything was definitively concluded.

After working through the night, everyone was exhausted. White gathered the villagers and instructed them never to speak of the night’s events. If people from other villages inquired, they were to say the bandits never came and all was peaceful.

Having survived the catastrophe and received money, the villagers dared not disobey.

Once arrangements were made, White mounted his horse and led the bandits deeper into the mountains.

“Are you planning to take these bandits into the mountains?” Chen Feng asked, momentarily taken aback.

“Yes. In fact, the main reason I remained here and didn’t leave is because I discovered a mineral deposit here!”

“A mineral deposit?” Chen Feng asked. “What kind of mineral?”

“A Non-Perfect Crystal mine. Perfect Crystals are refined from this type of deposit,” White stated calmly.

Perfect Crystals are refined from here? Chen Feng was momentarily stunned, then his heart jolted. He flipped his wrist, and an unabsorbed purple fire crystal appeared in his hand. “Are you talking about this thing?”

PS: It was too cold last night, and I woke up frozen in the middle of the night. Brrr, I haven't managed to warm my hands all morning... Ugh. (To be continued. If you wish to know what happens next, please log on to www**com for more chapters, support the author, and support legitimate reading!) First published.

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