The pitch-black dragon claw, capable of destroying heaven and earth, shattered just like that.
Like a bubble exposed to sunlight—brilliant for a fleeting instant, then vanishing without a trace.
There was no deafening explosion.
No terrifying energy shockwave.
High in the sky, Qian Daoliu's desperate roar was still stuck in his throat, never fully released.
The horror, fury, and unwillingness on his face froze in place.
He remained lunging forward, his posture stiff—almost comically so.
Below, Devil Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and the others—who only a heartbeat ago had been drowning in the terror of imminent death—
Now stared blankly upward at the sky, which had returned to a cloudless blue stretching for thousands of miles.
Their minds were completely empty.
What… just happened?
I… I'm still alive?
A suffocating silence descended over the entire street before Feng Ran Pavilion.
Three full seconds passed.
"That's right!"
Devil Bear Douluo suddenly slapped his thigh with a thunderous smack.
His rugged face lit up with the wild joy of surviving a catastrophe, mixed with a dazed, almost foolish realization.
"We've got the senior here! What were we panicking for?!"
This shout, like a bolt of thunder, instantly jolted all the still-stunned Titled Douluo back to their senses.
That's right!
The senior was sitting right at the entrance!
In this world—what could possibly hurt them with him here?
However, the most shocked being present was not these Douluo who had just escaped death.
It was the Man in Black Robe, suspended high in the sky.
He was completely frozen, as though struck by petrification.
Beneath the dispersing black mist, his eyes were locked unblinkingly onto the "ordinary person" below—still sitting casually, legs crossed, even yawning lazily.
His mind was in utter chaos.
Dragon God's Claw.
That was his strongest ultimate technique.
A supreme divine skill personally taught by the Dragon God himself—one capable of tearing space apart and leveling mountains!
And yet…
It had been casually waved away.
Shattered.
By an "ordinary person" who showed not the slightest trace of spirit power.
The Man in Black Robe's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
A single, absurd thought—one that made his very soul quake—rose violently within him.
One word.
God.
This young man was no mortal.
He was a god.
A living, walking god among men!
The realization struck like black lightning, smashing into his consciousness.
Why would a god appear on this continent?
Why here?
Was he here… for his master?
Could this entire encounter have been a trap from the very beginning—aimed at his master, or even at the entire Soul Beast Clan?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in a storm, finally condensing into a single conclusion.
He had to escape.
This information had to be delivered to his master at all costs!
The instant this thought formed, his body moved on pure instinct.
He didn't even dare utter a single word.
Boom!
The black mist around him exploded outward as he transformed into a streak of black light—far faster than before—fleeing madly toward the distant horizon!
The speed was extreme.
In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished completely, as if he had never existed at all.
"Trying to run?"
Qian Daoliu and the others' expressions changed, instinctively preparing to give chase—only to realize that his speed had utterly surpassed their limits.
Yet—
Just as everyone believed this mysterious and terrifying enemy had escaped…
At the entrance of Feng Ran Pavilion, Lin Feng looked toward the direction where the Man in Black Robe had vanished and curled his lips.
"You want to leave after showing off like that?"
"It's not that simple."
As his words fell, Lin Feng casually raised his right hand and clenched it toward the empty sky.
Then—
He yanked backward.
The motion was relaxed, almost lazy—like pulling on an invisible fishing line.
The next moment—
A scene that made everyone's scalp go numb unfolded.
Whooosh—!!!
A shrill scream rang out from the distant heavens, as though space itself were being torn apart!
Immediately after, the black figure that had vanished without a trace was violently dragged back—at a speed even more terrifying than when he fled!
The super-high-speed friction stripped away the black mist from his face in an instant!
For the first time, clear expressions of terror and despair appeared on his features.
He was like a meteor hurled back by an invisible giant hand!
Under the stunned, speechless gazes of everyone present—
Boom—!!!!!
He slammed heavily into the bluestone ground before Feng Ran Pavilion!
The earth shook violently. Dust exploded into the air.
A massive, human-shaped crater appeared at the main entrance, shocking to behold.
No one could speak.
A terrifying expert who moments ago had fought four super Douluo alone—and suppressed them—
Had just been dragged back from who knew how far away… and smashed into the ground like a toy.
What kind of divine power was this?!
Lin Feng remained seated in his chair, posture unchanged.
He merely hooked his finger casually toward the smoking crater.
In the next instant—
The figure at the bottom of the pit, whose bones seemed completely dislocated, was forcibly dragged out by an invisible power.
Then, in a perfectly standard prostrate posture, he was pressed flat in front of Lin Feng—unable to move even a finger.
With his formidable physical body, he naturally wasn't easily injured.
But now, the arrogance and dominance he once exuded were completely gone.
All that remained on his resolute face was endless fear and humiliation.
As the black mist fully dissipated, everyone finally saw his true appearance.
He was tall and imposing, with a resolute, heroic face. Long ink-black hair flowed loosely behind him, while a single golden strand fell across his forehead, lending him a faintly demonic handsomeness.
His golden eyes—eyes that should have held the majesty of an emperor—
Now burned with hatred and fear.
He stared at Lin Feng as though the latter had stolen everything he held dear.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Qian Daoliu, Posey, Gold Crocodile Douluo, and Azure Luan Douluo descended from the sky, landing respectfully behind Lin Feng.
They glanced once at the once-invincible enemy now crushed into the dirt—
Then turned their gazes to the young man before them.
In the next instant, without the slightest hesitation—
Qian Daoliu and Posey dropped to one knee.
"Senior!"
Qian Daoliu's voice was filled with deep guilt and self-reproach.
"We were incompetent!"
"Entrusted with guarding the restaurant, yet unable to even suppress a single invader—forcing senior to intervene personally!"
Posey's expression was equally ashamed.
"Please, senior… punish us."
The restaurant was sacred ground.
To allow it to be violated while standing guard was an unforgivable dereliction of duty.
Lin Feng, however, merely waved his hand indifferently.
"That's enough. Get up."
His tone was calm, unperturbed.
"It's not your fault."
"After all…"
His gaze shifted to the man pinned to the ground, still struggling uselessly against the invisible suppression.
A faint smile curved his lips.
"After all, he is the strongest beneath the god level."
"The one known as the Beast God…"
"Di Tian."
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