CHAPTER 530: CHAPTER 527: QUALIFIED SPARROW_3

Yet, who would have thought? Mo Wushen had actually managed to kill it? How did he do that?

Mo Wushen pointed at the woman in the black dress and said indifferently, "Actually, it was all her doing. She launched a surprise attack on the Fire Bull at a crucial moment, giving me an opportunity to strike a fatal blow."

"Why did it take you so long to kill the Fire Flood Dragon?" Mo Wushen then asked, clearly trying to change the subject.

"Her?"

Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan looked at the woman in the black dress with skepticism. Even with a surprise attack, how could a mere Eight-star War Emperor deal a fatal blow to the Fire Bull?

However, this seemed to be the only explanation. With that thought in mind, the two didn’t dwell on it.

Yan Tianfeng sighed. "We had no choice. The magma lake was too big, and it kept dodging and hiding from us. It took a significant effort to finally catch it. Here you go."

With that, Yan Tianfeng handed the Dan fire to Mo Wushen.

Looks like they haven’t found out, Mo Wushen thought, a glimmer flashing deep in his eyes as he prepared to reach for the Dan fire.

"Mo Wushen is just pretending to be fine. In reality, the battle with the Fire Bull severely depleted his vital energy."

But just then, a mocking voice suddenly sounded from below. It was the Wolf King.

At this time, Qin Feiyang, Fatty, and the Wolf King had already left the mountain peak and were hiding behind a rock on the shore of the magma lake.

"Who’s there?"

"Damn it!" Mo Wushen and the woman in the black dress exclaimed, their faces darkening.

Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan, however, felt their pupils contract as suspicion and shock flickered within them. Mo Wushen is severely weakened? Doesn’t that mean he has no strength left to fight? Isn’t this the perfect opportunity to kill him?

Instantly, a deadly glint flashed in their eyes!

But just then, Mo Wushen’s right hand shot out, snatching the Dan fire. He then turned to flee.

This action undoubtedly confirmed that Mo Wushen was indeed severely injured.

"Mo Wushen, today you die!"

Seeing this, Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan’s killing intent flared, and they attacked without hesitation.

Yan Tianfeng lunged forward, Battle Intent surging from his fist as he punched towards Mo Wushen’s back.

Simultaneously, Pan Wuyan decisively struck to kill the woman in the black dress!

Despite Pan Wuyan’s own severe injuries from the continuous battles, the woman was, after all, only an Eight-star War Emperor. The difference in power was too vast. With no suspense, she was killed by a single palm strike!

Her body fell into the magma lake and, in a few blinks, turned to ash, leaving not even White Bones behind.

"Yan Tianfeng, Pan Wuyan, are you seeking death?!" Mo Wushen roared.

He was not the woman in the black dress; he wouldn’t just sit and wait for death. Turning, he mustered what little Battle Intent and strength he had left and threw a punch to meet Yan Tianfeng’s.

"AAGH—!"

With a terrible scream, Mo Wushen was sent flying, spewing blood from his mouth, his face deathly pale.

The Dan fire slipped from his grasp and shot downwards.

"Pan Wuyan, go get the Dan fire! Don’t let that person hiding in the shadows snatch it!"

"I’ll go finish off Mo Wushen!"

Yan Tianfeng roared, charging madly at Mo Wushen, his body radiating killing intent and a cruel smile spreading across his face.

Pan Wuyan also dived, darting towards the Dan fire, her eyes filled with bone-chilling killing intent! As long as Mo Wushen dies, from now on, the Inner Hall will be their domain—hers and Yan Tianfeng’s! Moreover, she might even have the chance to replace Mo Wushen and become a Direct Disciple of the Mansion Master!ŸŸŸ

However, just then, a black figure shot out like lightning from the lakeshore below, snatching the Dan fire right before Pan Wuyan could reach it!

"Huh?"

Pan Wuyan froze, her gaze instantly locking onto the black figure. She exclaimed in surprised disbelief, "Ma San, how can it be you?"

Qin Feiyang glanced at the Dan fire with barely concealed excitement, then looked up at Pan Wuyan and smiled faintly. "As a qualified opportunist, one must first learn patience, then how to create opportunities, and finally, how to seize the right moment."

He had been patiently lying in wait all this time, precisely for this moment. The Wolf King’s earlier words to Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan were also a deliberate provocation. All of this had been executed perfectly, allowing him to obtain the Dan fire so effortlessly.

These words were also meant to mock Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng.

If they had been more patient and hadn’t turned on Mo Wushen, Qin Feiyang wouldn’t have had this chance. Although he was confident he could have eventually snatched the Dan fire, it certainly wouldn’t have been this easy.

After all, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse; the individual foundations and resources of those three—Mo Wushen, Yan Tianfeng, and Pan Wuyan—were stronger than those of Qin Feiyang, Fatty, and the Wolf King.