Chapter 545: I'm Here to Report a Death

The return city scroll triggered a spatial fluctuation, directly sending Xiao Feng to the teleportation array nearest Wind Spirit Island——the Cloud Mist City teleportation array.

This place is the old nest of the Cloud Mist King, and also the place he and He Er Na passed through when they were teleported from the War God Kingdom earlier.

As he stepped out of the teleportation array, Xiao Feng was still pondering how to get the Storm God to notice him, so he wouldn't have to go looking for trouble on Wind Spirit Island.

Soon, he came up with a plan!

Xiao Feng rose into the air on the wind right where he stood, heading straight for Cheng Zhu Fu.

Cloud Mist City's scale is roughly comparable to a second-tier main city in the lower realms, though its population is relatively sparse.

Cheng Zhu Fu's population is also not large—just a group of Lower God guards, a few Middle God–level minor leaders, and the rest are ordinary servants who haven't even reached God level.

"Who goes there? This is a restricted area of the royal manor—no idlers allowed!"

Xiao Feng's appearance attracted the attention of the manor guards, who stepped forward to block him, forbidding him from flying overhead.

Xiao Feng replied, "I'm here to give you the news of a death."

"Report a death? Report what death! Don't spout nonsense, or you'll be arrested!" the manor guards shouted angrily.

The grand Cloud Mist King's manor is filled with important figures, all of whom are God-level beings with long lifespans.

Coming here to announce a death is practically asking for bad luck.

If it weren't for the fact that he is an Upper God, everyone would have already moved to seize him, even killing him on the spot!

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Don't get angry so quickly—I'm telling the truth. Your manor has an important figure who just died, and I'm here to report his death."

"Damn thing! You're asking to die!" the guard captain exploded in anger, immediately launching a fireball spell.

Mages in the God Realm are formidable; even the most basic fireball spell, in the hands of an Upper God, possesses extraordinary destructive power.

However, Xiao Feng didn't dodge at all, just standing there letting the fireball hit him.

Boom~

The fireball exploded on his body, bursting into a ball of flame.

-388 (crit)

A three‑digit damage figure floated up.

Faced with his 99.99% maximum damage reduction and 63.3 billion HP, it was hardly even a tickle.

Knocking off 388 HP, plus the ongoing HP drain from the Time Shield debuff, totaled less than 700 HP lost.

After one second, a +20000 appeared above his head, and his HP refilled to full.

"Incredible godpower resistance! Who are you, exactly

"what do you intend to do?"

The guard captain discovered his fireball caused no damage at all, the opponent seemingly unharmed and unmoved, and he couldn't help but be greatly startled.

Xiao Feng shrugged and said, "I've said it twice already—I'm here to report a death."

"Damn..."

The guard captain was about to go mad with anger, really wanting to slap this clueless Upper God to death.

But he also saw that Xiao Feng's strength was formidable and not to be provoked; his own guard squad might not even be able to take him down.

Thus he could only suppress his temper and shout, "Then tell us, whose death are you reporting?!"

The people around also looked over, wanting to know what this uninvited guest actually wanted to express.

Under their gaze, Xiao Feng slowly said, "I am here to report the death of Prince Yun Lan of the Storm God Kingdom's Cloud Mist City—Itamar."

"Damn!"

"You're asking to die!"

"How dare you show disrespect to the Prince! Seize him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd flew into a rage.

Whether guards, stewards, or ordinary servants of the manor, all were enraged by the words "treason".

In an instant, over fifty God‑level beings flew up from all directions, surrounding Xiao Feng.

Several of those with short tempers immediately launched attacks.

Boom boom boom~

Magic, arrows, and blade qi—each skill came pouring down, striking his body.

Xiao Feng didn't even raise a shield, remaining completely still as they attacked him.

-299

-1778

-892

-16288 (crit)

From double‑digit to five‑digit numbers, damage figures kept appearing one after another at a high frequency.

Yet the total damage inflicted was no more than what his automatic recovery could replenish in one second.

Two God Artifacts provided immense godpower resistance and damage reduction, making it impossible for ordinary God‑level units to hurt him; only those wearing God Artifacts—princes and titled gods—could pose any threat.

And this "threat" is minuscule—like a level‑10 novice taking on a level‑250 demigod!

Occasionally triggering the 【Eternal Undying】 effect of the God Artifact leg armor instantly restored over 3.1 billion HP, making death nearly impossible.

After the barrage of attacks, Xiao Feng remained unscathed, still standing proudly in midair.

The Lower Gods, Middle Gods, and Upper Gods who had attacked were all stunned.

"How is this possible?"

"Even an Upper God couldn't possibly emerge unscathed from my attacks!"

"What terrifying godpower resistance! He must have at least five top‑tier God Artifacts—surely he's the scion of some major power!"

"Just who is this person?"

They couldn't understand why Xiao Feng could take such a beating, remaining completely unharmed.

But Xiao Feng had no intention of explaining to them, and simply said, "You all really don't need to be so angry. I'm really just here to deliver the news of a death. Your Yunlan Prince was just killed in the Elemental Sea by a handsome male mage, leaving behind a divine spark and several divine artifacts. If you don't believe me, take a look—is this weapon yours, Prince?"

While saying this, he also took out two things.

In his left hand was a green divine spark, rich with divine essence power—only a powerhouse whose strength had reached the peak of Upper God could possibly possess it!

In his right hand was a beautifully crafted elven bow, emanating a terrifying aura—it was actually a superior divine artifact!

"This, this…"

"This is the Prince's Ancient Sacred Dark Heaven Bow!"

"No! This is absolutely impossible! The Prince could never have died! That thing must be fake!"

"What a bold and reckless loose cultivator from the Elemental Sea! How dare he commit such a heinous act! Quickly summon General Ye Feng; today we must kill him to restore the prestige of the Prince's mansion!"

The Yunlan Prince's weapon and divine spark not only failed to convince everyone and make them realize their lord was dead, but instead further aroused their anger and rebelliousness; they immediately formed a formation, sealing off the surroundings completely.

At the same time, someone flew into the depths of the Prince's mansion to summon stronger help.

Xiao Feng was speechless.

He actually didn't want to kill anyone; he really just wanted to announce the death, put on a show, loudly proclaim that he had slain the Yunlan Prince, take responsibility for it, so as not to implicate Wind Spirit Island.

But these people just aren't bright enough!

The Yunlan Prince's divine spark is right here, and yet they still don't believe it?

Even their Prince was instantly killed, and they still want to fight—isn't that just courting death?

"Well, it seems we have to fight even if we don't want to."

Being passively beaten isn't Xiao Feng's nature; not fighting back just now was already polite. If they all rush to attack, he'll have to unleash a few small skills to strike back.

And the result of the counterattack…

Well, if nothing unexpected happens, this mansion is done for!

(End of chapter)