Chapter 38: Zhou Wanrong's Plea for Mercy

Zhou Wanjin's arm fell to the ground!

Blood sprayed out like a fountain!

"Ahhh! My arm, ahhh...!"

Zhou Wanjin let out a shrill, pig-like shriek.

Ye Feng said coldly, "Trying to act like brothers with me? You are not worthy!"

His younger brother, Zhou Wanjin, clutched his arm and rolled on the floor. "Brother... Brother, my arm is gone! Hurry, grab him! I want him to wish he were dead!"

The elder brother, Zhou Wanrong, was also taken aback. His face darkened, and he cursed inwardly, "Truly ungrateful, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit."

He immediately gave the order: "Everyone, fire!"

Zhou Wanrong did not underestimate his opponent; he gave the command to shoot without hesitation. His lackeys flashed cruel, twisted smiles and pulled their triggers in unison.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

A barrage of bullets, like a dense downpour, streaked toward Ye Feng!

Facing this, Ye Feng merely smiled indifferently, neither dodging nor weaving. Seeing this, Zhou Wanrong frowned, "Is he scared witless? Hmph! And here I thought he was someone special! Turns out he's just a piece of trash!"

However, the next moment, everyone present was frozen in place, unable to believe their eyes.

A layer of golden light suddenly enveloped Ye Feng. The bullets they fired hit the golden barrier and were deflected in every direction. Ye Feng himself remained completely unscathed.

"Why??"

"What the hell, this is impossible!"

"An invulnerable body??"

The lackeys were panicked. Zhou Wanrong was also stunned. "What the hell is this?"

However, he quickly realized, "It's an ability! Brothers, don't stop! Keep firing! This kind of ability must consume a massive amount of energy; there has to be a limit!"

Hearing this, the lackeys felt reassured and intensified their attack.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Countless bullets continued to rain down. Ye Feng remained calm and composed, strolling forward through the hail of gunfire as if he were taking a leisurely walk in a garden.

Ye Feng marveled to himself, "The Supreme Divine Ring is truly invincible! Immunity to all damage—it’s no joke!"

Like a golden god of war, Ye Feng pressed forward step by step. Seeing that their attacks were ineffective, Zhou Wanrong broke out in a cold sweat. "I refuse to believe that this pathetic shield of yours can block everything!"

He wore a grave expression. With a light clench of his fist, a ball of icy energy coalesced between his fingers.

"Your defense must have a limit!"

This mass of energy was composed of ice; it was incomparably cold, as if it could freeze everything in its path.

"My ability is an Epic-grade ability—Frost Control! I have also mastered a skill—the Ice Arrow! There is no way this person can withstand it!"

Zhou Wanrong gritted his teeth and silently vowed, "More! I need to push it further!"

In one breath, Zhou Wanrong drained all the energy in his body. The potent icy energy continued to churn and writhe in his palm... until it finally formed a small ice sword. The blade was crystal clear, etched with intricate frost patterns, and radiated waves of frigid air.

With cold eyes, Zhou Wanrong swung his hand. "Go to hell!"

The small ice sword shot out like an arrow released from a string, carving a cold trajectory through the air...

The next instant, the Ice Arrow struck Ye Feng squarely.

Boom!

The energy erupted violently against him!

"Hahaha, I got him!" Zhou Wanrong exulted. The lackeys nearby were also ecstatic. "It hit! The boss's Ice Arrow has world-shattering power; he's a dead man!"

However, their voices died abruptly.

A flash of golden light shimmered over Ye Feng's body. The small ice sword instantly turned into a mist of frost and dissipated into the air.

Ye Feng was completely unscathed. Not even a single wrinkle appeared on his clothes.

"This is absurd!"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!"

Zhou Wanrong’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in disbelief. The lackeys were in total disarray.

Ye Feng smiled coldly and said, "Boss Zhou, whatever other tricks you have, bring them out!"

Zhou Wanrong's heart plummeted into an abyss. "M-my Ice Arrow is more powerful than a bomb. How are you completely unharmed?"

Ye Feng said coldly, "Can't figure it out? Go to hell and think about it!"

Ye Feng lightly clenched his right hand, and a grey arc of electricity surged wildly around it. A terrifying pressure filled the air!

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Thunder surged, and lightning flashed everywhere! The terrifying electrical energy made everyone present tremble with fear.

"He's a lightning-type ability user!"

"My god!"

"..."

The crowd's faces turned deathly pale.

"No, I don't want to die!" One lackey suddenly dropped his weapon and bolted for the door.

Ye Feng flicked his mind, and an arc of electricity shot out.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning flashed, striking the fleeing lackey. His body instantly turned into dust, scattering across the floor!

This terrifying sight made everyone present feel a chill run down their spines, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar!

"No, don't kill me!"

"Mommy!"

"Spare my life!"

Having lost all will to fight, the group fled in all directions, wailing in terror.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and terrifying bolts of electrical energy surged from his fingertips. Lightning flickered, surging and roaring!

Crackle!

Thunder scattered, resembling fireworks! Splendid and beautiful!

Each grey arc of electricity became a grim reaper; anyone who touched them was destined to be reduced to ash. Before long, all twenty-some men were dead.

The only ones left alive in the room were the armless Zhou Wanjin, moaning on the ground, and his elder brother, Zhou Wanrong, who stood frozen with a stiff expression.

After cleaning up the rabble, Ye Feng walked slowly toward Zhou Wanrong.

By now, Zhou Wanrong was trembling, his face deathly pale. He struggled to maintain his composure, but his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Brother, it's all a misunderstanding!"

He didn't want to die! He had awakened a powerful ice-attribute ability; his future was bright!

"Brother, this was all my fault!" Zhou Wanrong forced a dry, pathetic laugh.

Ye Feng remained expressionless.

Zhou Wanrong gritted his teeth and "thumped" to his knees. "Please spare my life. I am willing to pledge my loyalty and be your dog! I have awakened an Epic-grade ice ability; I will be the most useful tool in your hands. I am your dog—from now on, I will strike wherever you point!"

Bang, bang, bang!

Zhou Wanrong kowtowed incessantly. "Woof, woof!"

At the same time, a flicker of deep-seated malice flashed in the depths of his eyes. *Han Xin could endure the humiliation of crawling between legs. To bend and stretch is the way of a great man! One day, I will return every bit of this humiliation back to you!*

Seeing this, Ye Feng gave a playful smile. "I killed so many of your men; don't you hate me?"

Zhou Wanrong said without hesitation, "No hate at all. They were just commoners; it doesn't matter how many of them die... Sir, I..."

Zhou Wanrong looked up with a fawning expression. To his surprise, in the next instant, a flash of electricity streaked before his eyes!