But the viciousness in his eyes remained.
His gray eyes were bloodshot, and his face was a swollen, grotesque mix of blue and red.
The carefree, suave deanor he had at the start was long gone.
Feng Youming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and snarled, "Your Song Family is just throwing your weight around! If you have any guts, fight one-on-one!"
He was out of options. If it weren’t for the nurous Magical Treasures he possessed, the others would have already taken him down.
’How hateful!’
’A whole family with no martial ethics, ganging up on four-to-one!’
Song Wanning answered him with a sneer.
"So what if we’re throwing our weight around? What can you do about it?"
"Only an idiot would fight you one-on-one."
With that, she attacked again.
The other three mbers of the Song Family, united by a common enemy, struck with increasing ruthlessness.
’Throwing our weight around? So what?’
They wouldn’t even mind being accused of ganging up on a dog. Capturing Feng Youming was the priority.
Feng Youming’s face darkened with rage at their response, and he started cursing as he fought back again.
But soon, he was tossed aside like a broken kite.
Once he lost the initiative, it was impossible to regain it.
Pinned down by the four of them, Feng Youming couldn’t find a single opening to counterattack. No matter how many Magical Treasures he had, he didn’t even have a chance to pull them out.
Song Huai and Song Wanning were especially vicious, their techniques both ruthless and powerful.
Feng Youming coughed up blood repeatedly, feeling like a helpless rag doll. It was utterly humiliating.
BOOM—
Another sword strike ca slashing down.
Feng Youming was sent flying high into the air, spitting a mouthful of blood several ters high.
He then crashed heavily to the ground, collapsing like a pile of mud, unable to even crawl.
But Song Wanning and the other three didn’t let up. A relentless barrage of attacks continued to rain down on him. Even with all his defensive Magical Treasures activated, it was useless.
BANG—
He slamd hard against the Array once more, eating dirt as he fell.
Yu Cheng, hiding off to the side, watched with a twitching eye. ’Four Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators ganging up on one Feng Youming. How miserable.’
’If it weren’t for all his Magical Treasures, he’d probably be a pile of at paste by now, right?’
But Magical Treasures were ultimately just external objects. Facing a four-on-one siege, he still couldn’t get back up.
He tried sending out a Communication Talisman again and again, but each attempt was blocked by the Array. Feng Youming had no tricks left up his sleeve. He lay on the ground, wheezing and gasping for breath.
He was now forced into a desperate situation, but Feng Youming had no intention of self-destructing. He had worked so hard to reach the Divinity Transformation Stage and still had boundless ambitions. He absolutely could not die here.
His eyes darted around, and he imdiately raised his hands in surrender.
"Wait, I... I can tell you the truth!"
"But you have to promise not to kill !"
A vicious glint flashed in the depths of Feng Youming’s eyes. ’I have to seize the initiative now.’ He beckoned to Mu Yuan with his finger.
"I can tell her, and her alone."
Mu Yuan’s Cultivation was the lowest. He had chosen the weakest link to exploit.
But this tactic surprised all four mbers of the Song Family.
For no other reason than it was just too stupid.
Song Wanning stared at Feng Youming with an incredulous expression. ’Based on his previous actions, this man should be quite cunning. But now he seems...’
’Could he have been beaten stupid?’
"What, you don’t believe ?"
Feng Youming narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself that as long as Mu Yuan ca over, he would have a chance at survival.
"Feng Youming, are you taking us for fools?"
Song Qingyun shot him a speechless glare. "We’re not interested in your secrets. Just prepare to die!"
With that, the three of them charged at Feng Youming again.
Feng Youming was instantly incensed, but all he could muster was impotent rage. He was quickly beaten down so badly he couldn’t even crawl.
The Array trembled continuously. The once imnse and dangerous hurricane had dwindled into a gentle breeze, losing all of its threatening power.
He collapsed on the ground in a furious rage, cursing the Song Family for their shalessness.
Song Wanning stared at him, a wave of surprise washing over her.
’In my past life, I rember Feng Youming being incredibly powerful. He could have killed with a flick of his wrist.’
’He carried the air of a mysterious, all-powerful figure.’
’But now?’
’Feng Youming doesn’t even have the courage to self-destruct...’
’Then again, it makes sense. If four Divinity Transformation cultivators couldn’t easily take him down, then we’d be pretty useless.’
She breathed a small sigh of relief as she watched Song Huai capture Feng Youming.
Song Huai sealed his Spiritual Energy and then bound him with the Immortal Binding Rope.
Feng Youming glared with his gray eyes, his chilling gaze fixed on Song Wanning.
"How in the world did you know my na?"
"And how did you predict I would co here? And even set up an ambush in advance?"
If it weren’t for this Array, he would have escaped long ago.
’How hateful!’
Song Wanning’s expression didn’t change as her cool gaze swept over him.
That look... was very gentle, yet it also seed to carry a hint of assessnt.
It traced over his body, inch by inch, as if it were going to strip him bare.
Feng Youming subconsciously swallowed, and the hair on his body stood on end.
’This look is not good.’
"If you let go now, the Feng Family can forgive you. But if you dare do anything to , the Feng Family will absolutely not let you off."
"When that ti cos, forget the four of you—not a single person in the entire Song Family will survive!"
He spouted threats, trying to make the Song Family hesitate for fear of the consequences.
As long as he could stall for ti, the Clan Leader would realize he’d lost contact and would surely send people to rescue him.
Therefore, he needed to play for ti with Song Wanning.
But Feng Youming never expected that his words would be the one thing that set the Song Family off.
The aura of the group changed in an instant. The gazes they fixed on him now seethed with a hatred as vast and violent as a stormy sea.
Song Qingyun raised his hand and slapped him hard across the face, knocking out several of his teeth.
The slap knocked Feng Youming’s head to the side. He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, his heart filled with rage.
In his entire life, he had never suffered such a humiliation. ’This bunch from the Song Family deserves to die!’
’When the Feng Family gets here, I’ll make sure they trample every corner of the Song Family estate and raze it to the ground!’
The vicious, "naive" look in his eyes only enraged Song Qingyun further.
He was about to strike again, but Song Huai stopped him.
"Leave Feng Youming to Wan Ning. Let’s head back to the Song Family first."
Wan Ning had said she wanted to deal with Feng Youming personally, so they wouldn’t interfere.
Hearing this, Song Qingyun suppressed his anger and pulled his hand back, clasping it behind his back.
"Wan Ning, you must be careful. We’ll return to the Song Family first, so as not to arouse suspicion."
He had been out for a long ti, having claid he was in seclusion to stabilize his Cultivation. But with the Song Family facing so many troubles, it really wasn’t wise for him to stay away any longer.
"Alright, go on. Just leave him to ."
A smile played on Song Wanning’s lips as her gaze once again road over Feng Youming’s body.
Feng Youming’s heart tightened again, and goosebumps broke out all over his skin.
Song Qingyun and Song Huai left quickly. Song Wanning walked up and reached out, lifting Feng Youming’s chin.
His once extraordinarily handso face was now swollen like a pig’s head, looking utterly ridiculous.
Her smile deepened, but Feng Youming’s next words were shocking.
"Song Wanning, don’t you dare have any improper thoughts about !"
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