Free Web NovelChapter 1867: Chapter 1866: Defiant
After Cangshan finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, instantly transforming streams of air into tornadoes, directly enveloping the nearby wounded trusted aides and sweeping them up.
"You can take your time to think, and I can wait patiently, but you better hurry, otherwise I can’t guarantee these people will hold on until the end."
As soon as Cangshan’s words fell, one of the severely injured trusted aides was unable to resist the cutting of the Wind Blade, instantly exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
"Oh, what a bunch of amateurs."
Cangshan curled his lips, raised his eyes with a slight smile, and looked at Sikong Yu, waiting for her response.
Sikong Yu tightly grasped the spear in her hand, her gaze sweeping over the trusted aides who were swept up. The uninjured aids could still resist for a moment, but those injured aides had no power to resist at all. If it weren’t for the other party intentionally controlling it, just now, more than one would have died.
Moreover, killing them all at once would make her indifferent, but killing them one by one would put immense pressure on her.
For a moment, the situation was completely under Cangshan’s control.
Cangshan smiled lightly; he enjoyed the thrill of controlling everything. After a breath, Cangshan’s mind moved, and from the aides swept up, another exploded, instantly becoming a blood mist.
Sikong Yu raised her eyebrows, loosened her grip on the weapon, and directly tossed the spear aside.
"Let them go; I’m willing to go with you."
Sikong Yu said.
"Haha, those who understand the times are outstanding, and you’ve made a wise choice."
"However...!"
As soon as Cangshan finished speaking, his mind moved, and instantly, seven or eight clouds of blood mist erupted from the swept-up aides once more.
"You!"
"A bunch of useless people, since they are already injured, naturally it is better for them to die, so they don’t become burdensome. If you don’t want to make the move, I’ll help you."
With that, Cangshan released Ouyang Qiuhai along with the aides who could still move, ignoring the surrounding hostile gazes.
"Don’t look at me like that. You are no match for me at all. If I didn’t want you alive, you’d all be dead."
"So, don’t force me to change my mind."
Cangshan arrogantly said, stepping towards Sikong Yu: "I know what you’re thinking, but I advise you to abandon that idea. Since you care about these people’s lives, don’t ask for trouble."
"You don’t think I’m the only one here, do you?"
Sikong Yu bit her lip, staring at Cangshan, her heart burning with anger yet feeling helpless. She didn’t have the ability to kill Cangshan directly, and there were too many concerns around her. Otherwise, even if she couldn’t kill this Cangshan, he wouldn’t stop her from leaving.
After Cangshan finished speaking, he raised his hand and flicked it towards Sikong Yu’s chin. To him, taming this high-born young lady of the Vermilion Bird family was much more rewarding than killing those useless people around.
Seeing Cangshan’s actions, Ouyang Qiuhai clenched his fists, and the surrounding aides also glared coldly.
"Stay away from the Camp Commander’s Wife."
One of the aides suddenly shouted, then, disregarding his life, leapt forward and activated the Burning Technique, turning himself into a ball of flame rushing towards Cangshan.
Lian was not expecting this, and it was too late to stop him.
Cangshan caught a glimpse of the charging aide from the corner of his eye, sneered coldly, raised his hand swiftly, and a powerful wind pressure instantly enveloped the incoming aide.
"A weakling trying to challenge me, who gave you the courage?"
Cangshan didn’t directly kill this defiant aide—it would be too boring to do so—yet he did so to set an example.
He wanted to completely break these people’s spirits.
And let them know the consequences of daring to resist.
With a flick of Cangshan’s finger, the aide’s feet left the ground, as if his neck was being seized and lifted, while under the wind’s pressure, the air around him was sucked away, extinguishing his Fierce Flame Gang Qi entirely.
Cangshan looked contemptuously at the aide, his gaze sweeping around: "Is anyone else dissatisfied?"
"Feel free to step out."
"I’ve already said it, even if all of you died, it wouldn’t matter to me. Whoever is unafraid of death, step out."
"Hmph, if you have the guts, just kill us."
"That’s right, Miss Sikong, don’t lower your head for us."
"As the Camp Master’s trusted aides, if we cannot ease the Camp Master’s worries, we are already ashamed enough; how can we let the Camp Master bear humiliation for us?"
"Today, we’ll take the lead in going; if there’s a next life, we’ll serve the Camp Master again."
These trusted aides headed south, rescued countless times by Li Feng. Previously, when facing the million-strong Ant Race army, the Camp Master fought alone to hold them off, allowing them to escape.
To war slaves who emerged from the Duel Arena, nothing is more memorable and valued than this recognition.
No one ever treated them this way.
In others’ eyes, they were just cannon fodder, easily sent to die, engaging in life-and-death combats for entertainment and bets, as mere war slaves.
Men die for those who appreciate them.
To them, dying is not terrifying.
Li Feng risked his life for them, facing life-and-death crises; at this moment, when Sikong Yu was humiliated, how could they stand idly by, especially concerning the intricate connection between her and the Camp Master?
If they endured this, would they still be human?
"You all."
Sikong Yu looked at the trusted aides stepping forward, passionately and heroically embracing death, for a while unsure of what she felt.
Despite their modest strength, they were incredibly loyal to Li Feng, and he had risked peril for them several times, which was worth it.
Even the Sikong family doesn’t have many subordinates who would die loyally.
"Death is nothing, but to make us bow our heads is impossible."
Lian stepped forward, perhaps influenced, a cold heart stirred with emotion.
Haha.
"Count me in."
Lei Ba, whose chest was brutally wounded, struggled to rise.
And this scene, undoubtedly, infuriated Cangshan.
"You all want to die that badly, right? Then go ahead and die." Burning with rage, Cangshan clenched his hand, and the aides swept up instantly faced the cutting of Gang Qi, countless wind blades like tiny knives spinning and slicing swiftly.
And amidst it all, waves of suffocation assaulted them.
Compared to immediate death, this near-flaying sensation, the terror of breathlessness, was even more torturous.
Then at that critical moment.
Suddenly, a cold light pierced through the cave entrance.
It was the Soul Extinguishing Needle.
The chilling tip hovered an inch away from Cangshan’s brow, his Wind Body Barrier visibly revealed under this attack.
Startled into a cold sweat, Cangshan exclaimed: "Who?"
The surrounding people noticed the disturbance and recognized the familiar Soul Extinguishing Needle, prompting Sikong Yu to turn to look outside the cave.
"Li Feng."
Sikong Yu looked at Li Feng walking in from the cave entrance, and the surrounding aides also looked over, trembling with excitement.
"Camp Master."
At the moment of seeing Li Feng, everyone seemed to find their anchor.
"Camp Master."
Lei Ba turned to look at Li Feng.
Li Feng glanced at the blood-covered Lei Ba, then at the aides being tortured and killed, his gaze filled with murderous intent as he looked at Cangshan.
"Is this fun?"
