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Chapter 275 The Emperor of the Far South? Even if his true form came, he would have to kneel down and sing "Conquer"!

As soon as Wang Feng reached the door of the wooden house, the sound of a heated argument coming from inside could be clearly heard.

Mu Bai's voice was clearly urgent:

"The underwater river is a shortcut for sea monsters to sneak into our near sea! Right now, the sea monsters are using the power of forbidden spells to try to destroy the indestructible deep-sea silver mine."

Once the deep-sea silver mine is destroyed, the sea monster army will surely advance unimpeded, and the consequences will be unimaginable!
Immediately afterwards, a deep and powerful male voice rang out, its tone carrying an undeniable authority:
"There is a kind of sea monster with an extremely high level of intelligence, who can bewitch people and make them obey without reservation."

Think about it carefully: is the Zhang Xiaohou you met in Hawaii still the same person? Have you ever seriously considered this question?

He paused, then continued, "The sirens fear the forbidden spell, which is why they try every means to bewitch and provoke us. Once the forbidden spell truly ends, they will be the ultimate winners."

Mu Bai's voice suddenly rose a few decibels, filled with suppressed excitement:
"Chief!" He slammed his hand on the table. "The siren is indeed trying to sow discord, but do we not even have this much trust between us? Zhang Xiaohou is Zhang Xiaohou, I can guarantee that with my life!"

His breathing became noticeably rapid, and his fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.

"During the catastrophe in the ancient capital, millions were trapped within the inner city walls, facing the desperate situation of being slaughtered by the Abyss of Fiends. He was the first to step forward, determined to venture deep into the Abyss of Fiends to prevent the ancient king from awakening. I still vividly remember what he said at that time!"

A brief silence fell over the room, broken only by Mu Bai's rapid breathing.

After a moment, he continued, his speech becoming increasingly rapid:
"This time is no different! He could have stayed out of it, but he insisted on venturing into the gravitational vortex to investigate the truth. You know the cunning of the sirens better than I do; they're trying to sow discord among us!"

At the height of his excitement, Mu Bai abruptly stood up, the chair scraping loudly against the floor.

"At a time like this, what we need most is someone as loyal and devoted as Zhang Xiaohou! If we can't even believe the truth he risked his life to uncover, what else in this world is worth trusting?"

He took a deep breath, and his voice suddenly lowered:
"He is your subordinate. We are simply reporting what we know. The final decision rests with you, of course."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng suddenly pushed open the wooden door.

The old door hinges creaked loudly, interrupting the conversation inside.

"Stop arguing," he strode into the room, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. "That forbidden spell wasn't even cast into the sea."

Wang Feng strode into the house, and the wooden door slammed shut behind him.

All eyes immediately focused on him, and the room fell silent.

"Pharaoh!"

"Who are you?!"

Mo Fan and a young woman dressed in a military mage uniform exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"You are Wang Feng?"

The old man who was arguing with Mu Bai narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze scrutinizing the newcomer from head to toe.

Wang Feng nodded slightly: "Nice to meet you, Commander Hua."

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and his gaze met the eyes of the supreme commander of the military calmly.

Mo Fan rushed forward: "Old Wang, you just said the forbidden spell wasn't meant to be released into the sea? What do you mean?"

Wang Feng did not answer immediately, but turned his gaze to Hua Zhanhong, a faint smile on his lips: "Can you tell me?"

Hua Zhanhong stood with his hands behind his back, his expression inscrutable: "I'm curious too."

He slowly walked to the window, his back to everyone, and asked, "How did you come to this conclusion?"

Wang Feng stood with his hands in his pockets, looking calm. "The reason is very simple." His eyes flashed, and he said, word by word, "Because the one who presides over the forbidden spell array is never a living person."

He paused slightly, then his tone suddenly sharpened: "Or rather, what stands at the heart of the formation right now is nothing more than a puppet in the hands of the emperor."

"what?!"

"This is impossible!"

Mo Fan and the others paled upon hearing this, their horrified gazes turning to Hua Zhanhong, trying to find the answer from him.

"The younger generation is truly formidable," Hua Zhanhong sighed, slowly turning around with a complex smile on his aged face.

"You're right, the forbidden spell array in Qinhuangdao was originally a tomb tailor-made for Ice Emperor Murong!"

Wang Feng chuckled and casually waved his hand: "For a mere emperor, is it really necessary to use forbidden spells? That would be a waste of resources."

Hua Zhanhong: "???"

Mo Fan, Mu Bai, and Hua Yuezhu: "???"

If you can defeat an emperor without using forbidden spells, then what can you use?
Can we influence them with love?
“Chief Hua, how about this? I’ll handle Mu Rong. After it’s done, I’ll get half of these elemental diamonds. That’s not too much to ask, is it?” Wang Feng said.

"You?" Hua Zhanhong frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "That's something controlled by the Emperor of the Far South!"

"So what?" Wang Feng scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain. "Even if it were the real Emperor of the Far South, let alone just an avatar, I could still beat it to its knees and sing 'Conquer'!"

Although the Southern Emperor is the roof of the world, according to the original story, even Michael could step on it, so there's no reason why the mighty Father couldn't deal with it!
A sharp glint flashed in Hua Zhanhong's eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "Young man, do you know the weight of the word 'emperor'?"

"I killed the shark-like king who invaded Osaka a few months ago," Wang Feng said calmly and forcefully, a cold glint in his eyes. "Don't overestimate the power of emperors; in my eyes, they're nothing but a fleeting presence!"

Although emperors are powerful, they are not invincible.

In the original timeline, Su Lu used a forbidden array to seal the Black Dragon Emperor's original dragon breath, eventually taking it as a contracted beast.

When Hua Zhanhong faced the Dragon King Ant Mother, who controlled the entire demon empire, he still managed to kill the emperor at the cost of his entire super-class squad, even with the interference of the Nine-Headed Serpent Archbishop.

These irrefutable pieces of evidence reveal a truth: humanity possesses the power to resist emperors, but the key lies in whether or not one is willing to pay the corresponding price.

Hua Zhanhong's pupils suddenly contracted, and his knuckles involuntarily tensed.

"It was you." Hua Zhanhong's voice suddenly became hoarse. He slowly loosened his clenched knuckles, which had turned white, and exhaled a deep breath.

The veteran general, who had spent half his life in the military, straightened his back and suddenly gave Wang Feng a standard military salute: "In that case, I'll leave it to you."

……

Sitting in the center of the formation was an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a white robe; it was Mu Rong.

His face was aged and serene, as if he were one with the forbidden energy around him.

As Wang Feng approached, he slowly opened his eyes, a barely perceptible hint of coldness flashing in his gaze.

"Who are you?" Mu Rong's voice was hoarse and deep.

"You're quite the expert at playing dumb, aren't you? Or is there something wrong with your memory? You clearly 'personally' gave me a Heavenly Rank magical artifact." Wang Feng chuckled, his tone tinged with teasing.

(End of this chapter)