Shortly after Shi Feng went offline.
The post Shi Feng published on the official website instantly went viral.
Practically every player in the White River City region had heard about it.
And those guilds that had demanded leveling guides from Shi Feng were thrown into a fury.
"Find him! I want every last piece of info on that punk dug up! I'm not just going to kill him back to level zero—I'll kill every one of his friends back to level zero too! The nerve of him humiliating our Ten Thousand Ghosts Heavenly Wheel like this! He can forget about ever setting foot in the Divine Realm again!" Upon hearing his subordinates' report, Eternal Sleep White Bones, the guild master of Ten Thousand Ghosts Heavenly Wheel, flew into a rage. Though their guild was considered a second-rate outfit, it still boasted over five thousand members—how could they let a freelance player look down on them? What would people think if word got around?
"Guild Master, I've already looked into him," an Elementalist said.
"Out with it! The audacity of that punk to look down on our Ten Thousand Ghosts Heavenly Wheel—let me kill every last one of his friends and family back to level zero, or I'm not Eternal Sleep White Bones!" the guild master roared.
"That Ye Feng fellow is a freelance player. He seems to have about eight confirmed teammates. Additionally, he's on good terms with Ci Xin, the class captain of the Assassin Alliance, and there are even rumors that he has a close relationship with Bai Qingxue, the Ice and Snow Goddess of Snake of the Body," the Elementalist reported.
"......" Eternal Sleep White Bones fell silent immediately.
Are you kidding? If they so much as touched Ci Xin of the Assassin Alliance or Bai Qingxue of Snake of the Body, the day they set foot in White River City could very well be the day Ten Thousand Ghosts Heavenly Wheel disbanded.
"Forget it—I'm a magnanimous person. We'll just kill Ye Feng and his teammates. That should be enough to keep anyone else from spreading rumors about our guild," Eternal Sleep White Bones declared righteously.
"Yes, Guild Master! A wise decision!"
Meanwhile, the other guilds that didn't know much about Shi Feng had all begun investigating him, planning to teach him a lesson once they arrived in White River City.
And on the official forum, players were buzzing with discussion, believing that a century-defining battle was about to erupt in White River City.
"This Ye Feng guy is something else. Isn't he basically picking a fight with every guild at once?"
"Total overconfidence. Who does he think he is? The second all those guilds reach White River City, ending him will be the easiest thing in the world."
"What do you know? Ye Feng is a god-level expert. He already sent a guild like the Martial Alliance packing—beat them so badly they were forced out of Red Leaf Town, and there was nothing the Martial Alliance could do about it. And now he's still going strong against all these guilds? Now that's someone worth looking up to."
"There's nothing impressive about that. I could do the same if I were in his shoes. Don't forget, that was in a small town—every guild's forces were spread thin, and a small town only had so many people. Of course it was easy to beat them."
The forum was flooded with discussion, but most players felt that things didn't look good for Shi Feng. They especially couldn't understand his behavior.
Just how foolish could someone be to dare say something like this? Was he not afraid of being retaliated against and killed back to level zero by these guilds?
As the discussion grew increasingly heated, the so-called title of "god-level expert" gradually transformed into that of a brave fool.