Dragon God Supreme

A few days later, Feng Wuchen brought Ling Xiaoxiao to the Profound Holy Realm. It took them nearly ten days to step from the Dragon God Holy Temple of the Dragon God Realm into the Profound Holy Realm, which showed just how vast and boundless the Holy Realm was.

Upon first arriving in the Holy Realm, Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao’s cultivation was among the weakest, completely unworthy of anyone’s attention.

But Feng Wuchen was an exception.

Feng Wuchen had barely left the Dragon God Realm when his movements were immediately discovered by the Demon Clan.

Because of the suppression of the Dragon God Totem, the Demon Clan did not dare to brazenly charge into the Dragon God Realm, but secretly infiltrating was another matter.

Besides, the Dragon God Realm was the entire Eastern Domain, and not every power in the Eastern Domain was a subordinate force of the Dragon God Clan. The Dragon God Clan naturally couldn’t control everything.

The Dragon God Clan also would not deliberately send people all over the Eastern Domain to investigate, because there was no need.

"Husband, where are we going to establish the Rakshasa Holy Temple?" Looking at the boundless sky, Ling Xiaoxiao realized that something which had seemed simple was actually extremely difficult to accomplish.

Lightly pinching Ling Xiaoxiao’s pretty face, Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "Don’t rush. We’ve got plenty of time right now. Let’s look around first. As long as the Spiritual Energy is abundant and the location is good, that’s enough."

The Profound Holy Realm could also be called the Central Region. It was incomparably vast, and there was also a boundless sea domain.

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao soon arrived in the skies above the sea.

"Husband, how about we choose somewhere over the sea? Just like those Sacred Mountains." As soon as they reached the sea, Ling Xiaoxiao became excited, pointing at the Sacred Mountains floating high in the air.

"Alright, let’s take a look first." Feng Wuchen nodded.

Most of those Sacred Mountains floating in the void had imposing palaces on them, clearly occupied by various forces.

At the same time.

In the territory of the Western Region, inside a majestic palace, a member of the Demon Clan was already reporting to Zhu Yin Kui.

"I really didn’t expect Feng Wuchen to leave the Dragon God Realm so soon. Heaven truly favors me. That little brat doesn’t actually think this old man doesn’t dare touch him, does he?" Zhu Yin Kui said darkly, his old eyes narrowing as a trace of vicious killing intent flashed through them.

Zhu Yin Kui had originally thought he would have to wait a long time, since Feng Wuchen had just Ascended and needed to raise his cultivation.

Yet in less than half a month, Feng Wuchen had left the Dragon God Realm.

Since he was no longer in the Dragon God Realm, Zhu Yin Kui could act without the slightest scruple.

"My lord, they’re currently in the Profound Holy Realm. Should we just kill him directly? The two of them are only at the Saint Realm. Killing them would be as easy as flipping a hand." The clansman who came to report asked.

Zhu Yin Kui said coldly, "Kill!"

This was a rare opportunity; he had to eliminate Feng Wuchen decisively to prevent future trouble.

"Yes! I’ll send people to act immediately!" That clansman answered respectfully, his figure flashing away.

"Disciple, your master will soon be able to avenge you." Zhu Yin Kui let out a cold, sinister laugh, as if he could already see Feng Wuchen’s miserable death.

"Feng Wuchen, you really shouldn’t have come out. The Profound Holy Realm is not a place where the Dragon God Clan calls the shots. Without the Dragon God Clan’s protection, killing you is far too easy for this old man!" Zhu Yin Kui didn’t take Feng Wuchen seriously at all.

Danger was approaching, but Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao were completely unaware.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao had already searched for two hours and still hadn’t found a satisfactory Sacred Mountain; the ones they liked were already occupied.

"Darling, you must be tired. Let’s rest for a while first." Feng Wuchen said softly.

"Husband, how long will it take us to find one like this? Will it delay your cultivation?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked worriedly.

After all, having just Ascended to the Holy Realm, the most important thing was to increase one’s cultivation, otherwise everywhere they went would be dangerous.

"Silly girl, a few days’ delay doesn’t matter. The Rakshasa Holy Temple is more important. The Spiritual Energy in this area is abundant, it’s just a pity there’s no good Sacred Mountain." Feng Wuchen tapped Ling Xiaoxiao’s nose with a smile.

Ling Xiaoxiao knew Feng Wuchen was comforting her and sighed lightly. "If I’d known, we shouldn’t have come so soon."

"Hm?" No sooner had she finished speaking than Ling Xiaoxiao’s beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had discovered something. She hurriedly said, "Husband, look quickly! There’s a very old palace over there!"

Following the direction of Ling Xiaoxiao’s finger, Feng Wuchen said in surprise, "It really is an old palace."

"Husband, let’s go take a look!" Ling Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, her fatigue vanishing in an instant.

The old palace had already been there for many years, but it was extremely large and almost completely intact, merely bearing the marks of time.

"Husband, how about it?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked excitedly, clearly very fond of it.

"The palace is excellent—grand and vast enough, and most importantly, the location is superb. There are quite a few Sacred Mountains around this huge Sacred Mountain. We can link them together in the future and use the surrounding Sacred Mountains to set up a Five-Star grand array." Feng Wuchen nodded in satisfaction.

After searching for hours without finding an ideal Sacred Mountain, they had now stumbled upon a ready-made one.

"Great, we finally found it. I’m so happy. From now on, this will be the Rakshasa Holy Temple!" Ling Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, filled with a strong sense of accomplishment.

"Ancestral Founder, Xiao Xiao definitely won’t let you down. I will surely revive the Rakshasa tribe!" Ling Xiaoxiao said silently in her heart, her beautiful eyes full of determination and confidence.

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao so happy, Feng Wuchen also felt an immense sense of relief.

"Who’s there?" Yet just as he relaxed, Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted coldly, his gaze sweeping toward the sky.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Three figures flashed into view—it was the Demon Clan!

"Husband, they’re from the Demon Clan!" Ling Xiaoxiao’s willow brows knitted slightly. Just from their aura she could tell they were Demon Clan.

"Saint Spirit Realm!" Feng Wuchen said with a frown. "Looks like we were discovered by them the moment we left the Dragon God Realm. I should have noticed earlier—we were too careless."

"Master, leave now, your strength is no match for them!" the Dragon God Sword transmitted urgently.

"So you planned to establish a force here, huh? Too bad you won’t get the chance. Do it." The leading man sneered, his terrifying killing intent already locking onto Feng Wuchen.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The three clansmen attacked without hesitation, shooting out like lightning, and they were going all out. They clearly had no intention of giving Feng Wuchen any chance, aiming for a one-strike kill.

Their strength completely crushed Feng Wuchen’s. Even though Feng Wuchen possessed origin power and powerful Holy Artifacts, and could even call on the Fire Ancestor, he still could not contend with cultivators of the Saint Spirit Realm.

However, Feng Wuchen’s combat experience was unfathomably rich, absolutely not something three Saint Spirit Realm Demon Clan members could compare to.

"Darling, don’t face them head-on!" Feng Wuchen transmitted, fully activating his origin power and summoning the Divine Sword.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen’s combat power soared to the Four-Star Saint Realm.

Ling Xiaoxiao was at the Three-Star Saint Realm.

The gap in power was enormous.

There was simply no way to defeat their opponents.

"Mere Saint Realm trash. Killing you is like slaughtering chickens!" the leading man said disdainfully, his face full of contempt.

Another man sneered, "Out here, there’s no one to save you. Be good and accept death."

In their eyes, Feng Wuchen was no different from an ant!

Feng Wuchen’s face was ice-cold, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent as he said grimly, "Where do you get that confidence from?"

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