During the reign of the Russian Emperor Alexander, the Dark Race Wolfman clan was at its peak, so much so that even Alexander bowed down and acknowledged the king of their tribe. It was with the help of the Dark Race Wolfman clan that he was able to sweep across the land, spanning Eurasia, and establish a powerful empire.

Under the suppression of the Dark Race Wolfman clan, many human martial artists retreated in defeat, becoming food for their mouths. Countless top experts were defeated under their attacks, demonstrating the unparalleled power of the Dark Race Wolfman clan.

Everything in the world follows rules. When the Dark Race Wolfman clan grew too dominant, it naturally caused many creatures to feel fear and repulsion.

About two hundred years ago, an epic battle erupted. In that battle, human martial artists and various special tribes formed alliances against the Dark Race Wolfman clan.

The Dark Race Wolfmen were extremely fierce, and with the power of one tribe, they fought against all world tribes. This battle persisted for decades, but in the end, the Dark Race Wolfman clan could not withstand the sheer number of enemies and was defeated, ending in catastrophe.

The entire clan was slaughtered and disappeared into the long river of history.

It is precisely because they lost the support of the Dark Race Wolfman clan that Alexander's ruling power greatly diminished, eventually leading to their defeat and the empire's collapse.

These are all described in ancient books. Ye Qingfeng has also been startled by such accounts in many other records, confirming the events. But standing before him at this moment was a live Dark Race Wolfman.

"Humans, so weak?" Hearing the taunting voice of the Dark Race Wolfman, Ye Qingfeng snorted with disdain.

"The Dark Race Wolfman clan? Just a bunch of mongrels, blindly arrogant, overconfident!"

"I don't even know how many of your ancestors I have killed, let alone you little cubs."

"Don't think that the Dark Race Wolfman is a divine race in this world. Any tribe can give birth to the strongest. In front of me, you're not qualified to speak those words!"

Ye Qingfeng stood proudly, blocking in front of Ye Miao and the two others. The surprise from before had completely vanished, replaced by indifference in his eyes.

"Over two hundred years ago, the Dark Race Wolfman clan had already exited the stage of history, slain entirely by allied tribes. I never expected to find a survivor like you!"

He clenched his fist, a cold smile on his face.

After all, it's a type of demon beast, and human martial artists would naturally want to kill them quickly.

"You should find a place to hide well. If you stay hidden, you might survive in this world, but you dare rampage in Huaxia and injure my uncle? That's courting death!"

"Today, I'll eradicate you, bringing an end to the entire lineage of the Dark Race Wolfman clan!"

The eyes of the Dark Race Wolfman, a deep blood-red, were laced with surprise. Despite being relatively young among the Dark Race Wolfman clan at merely fifty years old, he lived in Russia. Russian martial artists were terrified upon seeing him, evading him like a plague. But Ye Qingfeng was the first to claim that he would kill him.

"A mere human, and you think you can kill me?"

He laughed coldly, "The Dark Race Wolfman clan cannot be exterminated by other creatures! When countless tribes united against us back then, they couldn't exterminate my clan—yet you think you can?"

"Oh?" Ye Qingfeng raised an eyebrow at these words, "So you're saying there are others in the Dark Race Wolfman clan that survived and live on in this world?"

"Hmph, my Dark Race Wolfman clan is not something lowly creatures like you can comprehend. You will always be destined to be our food!"

The Dark Race Wolfman's claws shone like steel blades, glinting with cold light. His broad paws landed on the snow. He parted his mouth slightly, letting saliva drip.

"If you can injure me, you must be one of the strongest among martial artists. In devouring you today, I'm granting you a worthy death!"

His back moved slightly, where Ye Qingfeng's previous strike had flayed him. The wounds were rapidly healing, and the bleeding had stopped.

"Remember my name, Dark Race Wolfman clan, Slaga!"

This was the first time he had disclosed his name to a human. When facing powerful human martial artists, as they frenzied in slaughter, they liked to announce their names, deeming it the highest honor bestowed upon their opponents.

"Name?"

Ye Qingfeng sneered.

"I have no interest in knowing your name!"

"To me, you're just an animal waiting to be slaughtered!"

As Ye Qingfeng's voice fell, Slaga immediately roared in fury, "What did you say?"

His mouth full of fangs gleamed coldly, and the scarlet in his eyes grew stronger. He wouldn't let this human escape today.

"Swish!"

He moved with the wind, cutting through the snow like lightning, unhindered. A pair of massive black wolf claws struck out forcefully, filled with fierce wind, sending half the snow flying into the air.

Ye Qingfeng remained still, his left hand slowly rising.

"Bang!"

The black wolf claw struck squarely on Ye Qingfeng's arm.

"Boom!"

The snowfield to Ye Qingfeng's right collapsed instantly, huge chunks of snow sliding down.

Ye Miao and the other two were shocked. The power of this wolfman's strike was staggeringly immense?

But Slaga's wolf face showed no hint of triumph. His wolf eyes slightly contracted, and his entire wolf claw trembled fiercely.

Among the Dark Race Wolfman clan, apart from possessing special inner powers, their physical strength ranked among the world's top creatures. A single strike could make a Half-step War Emperor expert vomit blood and send them flying. Yet, Ye Qingfeng stood immovable.

"Is this the basis for your mockery of humans?"

With one hand stopping the claw, Ye Qingfeng smiled.

"Today, let me show you what a truly powerful human martial artist is!"

As soon as his words ended, Ye Qingfeng's right fist retracted, shooting out like a heavy cannon.

"Howl!"

Slaga let out a beastly wail, his massive form like a feather, flung towards the mountains ahead, crashing heavily into them, causing the earth to shake incessantly.

Qiu Ying's beautiful eyes froze; her heart's fear and despair vanished entirely when Ye Qingfeng appeared, and with that punch, she felt completely at ease.

Who in the world could rival Ye Jiujie, the Invincible War God? Even against a monster, it was useless because Ye Qingfeng himself was more terrifying than any monster.

"Boom!"

The small mountain ahead cracked in half, with large snowflakes falling from the sky, frightening many birds and beasts into fleeing.

Ye Qingfeng's punch, capable of splitting mountains and rivers, was just an ordinary feat.

"Uncle, let me heal your wounds first!"

Having blasted Slaga with a punch, Ye Qingfeng calmly withdrew his fist, turning towards Ye Miao. A finger pointed out, transforming spiritual energy into a warm current, reaching Ye Miao's body.

The severe injuries began self-repairing at an astonishing speed, and Ye Miao's complexion gradually turned rosy, putting his aunt completely at ease.

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