Wu Shang walked straight to the first seat on the right and sat down.
Seeing Wu Shang take the first seat on the right, Wu Kun also wanted to take the first seat, but he didn't dare to snatch it from Wu Shang.
Glancing to his left, he saw that Mo Qi had taken the first seat on the left. He then thought that Mo Qi seemed easier to bully, so he walked directly in front of Mo Qi and looked down at him with great politeness, "Kid, please move aside. This seat is not suitable for you."
Mo Qi raised his eyelids slightly. It was as if a tall mountain had appeared before him, blocking all light, casting a gloomy shadow.
"Indeed, it's not suitable," Mo Qi said, pointing at Kong Xuan. "I should be sitting in that seat, but since he took it first, I'll be courteous and sit below. It's fine, I can accept it."
"You..." Wu Kun paused, then laughed heartily, his laughter shaking everyone's eardrums. "Don't anger me, get up quickly. Seeing how funny you are, I won't hit you, but you still need to get up and let me have it."
"I will not yield to you," Mo Qi said resolutely.
Wu Kun was furious. "I'll count to three. If you don't leave, I won't be polite."
Mo Qi also stood up, confronting him. "I'll count to one. If you continue to pester me here, I won't be polite."
"So much nonsense. You only learn when you're hit!" Wu Kun, enraged, clenched his right fist, which was as large as a sandbag, and a powerful spiritual energy phantom appeared. He lunged at Mo Qi.
That punch, imbued with his entire spiritual energy, was far more destructive than any divine ability cast after forming hand seals.
The fist wind howled, the air shattered, and sparks flickered at the edges. The forces of collapse, tearing, and incineration erupted in an instant, all directed at Mo Qi.
Mo Qi remained unhurried. He patted his storage bag, and the Eastern Emperor Bell roared out, expanding rapidly to shield him.
The Eastern Emperor Bell rang without being struck, emitting a world-shattering roar, like the sound of primordial chaos being broken at the dawn of creation.
As the roar subsided, the outer layer of the Eastern Emperor Bell's light surged. The moment Wu Kun's fist wind touched the light, he felt an immense pressure descend from nowhere.
The crushing pressure struck, and Wu Kun's hand rapidly caved in, almost instantly incinerated. Fortunately, a massive recoil force struck, pushing his entire body away.
His massive frame tumbled backward, crashing heavily onto Wu Shang's face. Wu Shang let out a muffled groan, his neck snapped, and he died!
Wu Kun scrambled to his feet and only then realized that Wu Shang was motionless, his body limp and devoid of life, growing colder by the second. He immediately understood that he had smashed his brother to death.
However, he did not blame himself. He blamed Mo Qi, and naturally, his rage was directed at Mo Qi.
Wu Kun, heartbroken and roaring like a wild beast, lunged at Mo Qi.
"Give me back my brother's life!"
Wu Kun roared, striking at Mo Qi with alternating fists, leaving no gaps.
The fist shadows were dense, whistling and flashing, sweeping towards him like a multitude of arrows.
Mo Qi continued to direct the Eastern Emperor Bell towards Wu Kun. Simultaneously, Xin'er unleashed the Haotian Hammer, striking at the Eastern Emperor Bell.
The Haotian Hammer shimmered with dense light in mid-air, surging outwards in all directions. It struck the Eastern Emperor Bell, which continuously emitted dull humming sounds and radiated light.
It was as if the sun had fallen to the earth, its radiance instantly engulfing the world.
Wu Kun instinctively squinted, unable to see anything. The Eastern Emperor Bell, under the impact of the Haotian Hammer, was hurtling towards him with lightning speed.
But in reality, even if he had wanted to dodge, he couldn't have!
The next moment, the Eastern Emperor Bell collided with him without exception.
Wu Kun's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, burning in the air by divine power, rapidly shriveling. By the time he fell to the ground, he had already turned to ash.
After killing them, he might gain a few more enemies, but he didn't mind having more enemies if they were this weak.
The divine light of the Eastern Emperor Bell continued to spread in all directions, destroying anything it encountered, smashing and crushing everything in its path with a crackling sound.
Kong Xuan let out a cold snort and stood up. With a shake of his body, five-colored divine lights – cyan, yellow, red, black, and white – emanated from him. With a gentle swirl, the various divine lights vanished.
Kong Xuan casually retracted the five-colored divine lights and looked at Mo Qi, saying calmly, "Originally, I thought you shouldn't be so arrogant on my territory and wanted to deal with you. But upon reflection, you helped me deal with the envoy from the Beastmen tribe. With them gone, negotiations will be simpler. I support your actions, and I also support you eliminating the demons later, which will make things even easier. After all, I am in a great hurry. Once I finish handling matters here, I need to return to Yin Dynasty in Dong Sheng Continent. I am the Grand General of Sanshan Pass and cannot delay here for too long."
Mo Qi glanced at Kong Xuan. "The reason I suggested negotiation is not because I fear you or any other party, but simply because our main enemy is not you. However, if you are so arrogant and aggressive, I don't mind having a few more trash enemies like you."
Just as Kong Xuan was about to retort, Bi Ding and Tu Mo entered.
To be precise, they floated in.
Bi Ding was a mass of black mist with a human face in the center, while Tu Mo was a mass of black mist with a piece of material that looked like both earth and cloth, with a large eye occupying one-third of the cloth.
Upon seeing Mo Qi, Tu Mo's eyes were filled with hostility. The last time at Lingjie Mountain, he had tried to devour Mo Qi but was severely injured by Shi Siyao and forced to flee.
Mo Qi also felt sparks flying when he saw Tu Mo.
"It was you who had malicious intentions back then. My companion driving you away was already showing you mercy. If you still don't know your place and insist on causing trouble, then don't blame me for being impolite."
Seeing the palpable tension, Bi Ding immediately pulled Tu Mo aside and said, "Let's settle any matters after the negotiation."
Tu Mo then followed Bi Ding to the right. Bi Ding lightly nudged Wu Shang's body aside, and the two of them shrunk their bodies, simultaneously occupying the first seat, appearing quite harmonious.
Following them, the half-beasts Niu Ma and Niu Hu entered. These two were well-behaved. Seeing that the front seats were occupied, they each took a second seat on either side.
Kong Xuan sat down and scanned the assembled crowd below, wearing a proud expression. "Since everyone is here, I will say a few words. The fact that I can sit with you today is a sign of my changed nature. In the past, this would have been resolved by force." He glanced at Mo Qi. "Since you sincerely proposed negotiation, and I am also in a hurry, let's be direct. I will state my thoughts first. This Western Guard jurisdiction and all the mines belong to us, the Demon Race. You other factions should not interfere. Go wherever you please. We will not intervene if you attack any other place."
These words were utterly wicked!
Mo Qi was still catching his breath, but Xin'er was already furious. "Shameless! You claim this Western Guard belongs to your Demon Race, but where were you when we attacked the demon guards, these mines, and cities? We spent manpower and resources, sacrificing so many soldiers to painstakingly capture these mines and cities, only for you to ambush us from behind and reap the rewards, speaking of it so righteously. Do you have any shame at all?"