Dragon God Supreme

"It... it’s me..."

"And me..."

"And me..."

The five guards of the Jiang family were forced to admit one by one.

Jiang Shuihan was already on his knees; how could they not acknowledge?

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

"Slash slash slash!"

"Ah ah ah!"

In the instant they admitted, suddenly a shadow flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, all five guards had their arms severed, blood gushing, their heart-wrenching screams inducing terror.

In a blink, Feng Wuchen returned to his original position, now holding an Immortal Sword.

The speed was terrifying, even those in the Saint King Realm couldn’t see clearly.

At this moment, Qianhun and Ghost Slave felt incredibly satisfied.

"How dare you harm my Jiang family!" Jiang Shuihan shouted angrily, clenching his fists so hard his nails dug into his flesh, blood oozing out.

"So what?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly, his icy gaze fixed on Jiang Shuihan.

At that moment, Jiang Shuihan couldn’t help but shiver, like a rabbit being stared down by a fierce tiger.

The young master of the Jiang family was actually scared by a mere gaze.

"Who injured Senior Donghuang?" Feng Wuchen continued to ask.

"It... it was me..." the frightened guard behind Jiang Shuihan answered.

"Which hand? Extend it!" Feng Wuchen coldly fixed his eyes on the guard.

The guard extended his right hand in extreme fear.

"Slash!"

The Immortal Sword in Feng Wuchen’s hand came down, spraying blood as the guard’s right hand was severed.

"Aren’t you afraid of my family’s retaliation?" Seeing Feng Wuchen humiliating the Jiang family’s guards publicly, Jiang Shuihan couldn’t help but roar in anger.

Feng Wuchen glanced disdainfully at Jiang Shuihan, speaking coldly, "Is Jiang family very strong?"

"You!" Jiang Shuihan was furious but helpless, the feeling was worse than death itself.

Feng Wuchen didn’t regard the Jiang family at all.

Not just the Jiang family, even the entire North Domain could be completely destroyed at Feng Wuchen’s command.

The Dragon God Holy Temple absolutely had that energy.

"Who injured Ghost Slave?" Feng Wuchen coldly asked.

The guard who had just had his arm severed began trembling and looked at Jiang Shuihan in fear, "Young master, save me..."

Jiang Shuihan was at a loss for what to do now.

Jiang Shuihan had already gotten information via transmission, knowing that a strong individual had intruded into the Jiang family and was holding his father hostage, ready to massacre the Jiang family at any moment.

Therefore, Jiang Shuihan dared not make any reckless move.

But Jiang Shuihan would not sit idle; he had already passed the news on.

"It’s you again." Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, asking coldly, "Which hand?"

The guard regretted it terribly.

Seeing Jiang Shuihan remain indifferent, the guard fell into despair, extending his right foot.

"Slash!"

"Ah!"

The cold-blooded Feng Wuchen severed the guard’s right foot with one swift sword strike, echoing his terrible scream throughout the street.

"Soul Extinction Senior’s Soul Body was damaged, looks like it was your doing too." Feng Wuchen said coldly, recognizing this guard as an Alchemist.

"Pfft!"

With that, Feng Wuchen suddenly exerted a domineering and immense Soul Power, staring fiercely, causing the guard to spit blood, his Soul Body severely injured, passing out on the spot.

"I forgot to tell you, if you don’t kowtow and seek forgiveness from Soul Extinction and the others, you all must die!" Feng Wuchen coldly declared.

"What?" The faces of the five Jiang family guards changed drastically, scared out of their wits.

"Young master, save me, save me!" Five guards pleaded in terror.

"Don’t be too arrogant! Killing my Jiang family members, you’d better think it through!" Jiang Shuihan roared in anger, his fury slowly overtaking his reason.

But his last ounce of reason told him to wait!

"I detest being threatened the most, so I’ve decided not to give them a chance. Your threat cost them their chance at survival." Feng Wuchen stated coldly, snapping his fingers smartly.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ah ah ah!"

Suddenly, the bodies of five guards burst into purple flames, their terrifying screams echoing through the street.

"Bastard!" Jiang Shuihan howled madly.

Within a few eye blinks, the five guards were completely incinerated by the purple flames, turned into ashes and dispersed into the air.

The terrifying nature of the purple flames made everyone present feel fear.

Including the Underworld King himself, never had he seen such fearsome flames.

Brutal, cold-hearted, unfeeling, killing without a blink, all of which were vividly displayed by Feng Wuchen at this moment.

Feng Wuchen’s presence was like a devil, deeply etched into everyone’s hearts.

"I will definitely not let you off!" Jiang Shuihan roared like a beast, eyes fierce as a venomous snake, glaring at Feng Wuchen.

"It’s your turn now." Feng Wuchen sneered, "Remember what I said earlier?"

"I said earlier that you will kneel to beg me." Feng Wuchen sneered, "Now I give you three choices: First, I kill you, second, kneel and beg, third, massacre your Jiang family, choose one, think it through before answering, I’ve got all the time."

"What? Massacre the Jiang family?" On hearing this, the Underworld King was terrified, trembling intensely.

At this moment, the Underworld King seemed to sense something, overwhelming fear rushed into his heart.

Everyone in Tianxuan City watched in horror, holding their breaths.

Jiang Shuihan’s face was hideous, gritting his teeth, inwardly howling with an overwhelming urge to kill.

Everyone’s pride and dignity were trampled underfoot by this man before them.

He reluctantly accepted it, he wanted revenge, he wanted Feng Wuchen dead without burial.

Meanwhile, at the Jiang family estate.

"Tell your son to beg! I will only say it once!" A mysterious figure threatened.

Jiang Yihu, gripped with rage, if Jiang Shuihan begged, it would not only humiliate Jiang Shuihan but also the Jiang family, questioning how the Jiang family could stand in Tianxuan City in the future?

But if they refuse, the Jiang family would surely be massacred!

"Shuihan! Beg!"

In the dead silence of Tianxuan City, Jiang Yihu’s furious voice suddenly rang out.

At these words, all cultivators in Tianxuan City were baffled.

Previously Jiang Yihu had told Jiang Shuihan to kneel, which had already left them extremely puzzled and bewildered; now he wants Jiang Shuihan to beg.

What on earth is happening?

Who possesses such a terrible ability to force the Jiang family to bow?

Suppressing the overwhelming killing intent and fury, Jiang Shuihan unwillingly said in front of everyone, "I beg you spare my life."

"Is this the attitude to beg?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

"You!" Jiang Shuihan felt deeply aggrieved.

Forcibly suppressing his inner rage and killing intent, Jiang Shuihan said, "I beg you spare my life!"

"Louder, let the whole Tianxuan City hear, also, I am Feng Wuchen." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"Feng Wuchen, I beg you spare my life!" Jiang Shuihan shouted suddenly.

Instantly, Jiang Shuihan’s pride and all of his dignity vanished.

The Jiang family’s humiliation would inevitably become a joke in the Northern Profound Realm.

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