Dragon God Supreme

A One-star Saint King kills a Four-star Saint King with one strike.

If this news were to spread, no one would believe it; they’d think you’re crazy instead.

"The power of this strike is undeniably terrifying, but the energy consumption is equally immense. With my current cultivation, I can’t execute a second strike," Feng Wuchen thought to himself.

Unless absolutely necessary, Feng Wuchen would never use it.

Evidently, facing a Four-star Saint King, without deploying the Ice Emperor’s palm technique, it would be impossible to defeat the opponent.

This battle also made Feng Wuchen truly realize the terrifying power of the Ice Soul Ancestor.

Of course, just now, Feng Wuchen was able to ignore the opponent’s flame palm imprint, not because of the Ice Soul Ancestor, but due to the Myriad Fire Ancestor.

With the protection of the Myriad Fire Ancestor, any flame before it was nothing but a grandson, only capable of submission!

This battle allowed Feng Wuchen to specifically understand the true level of his combat power.

"Not a bad harvest!" Feng Wuchen chuckled, taking out a Regeneration Green Lotus Pill and ingesting it to restore his vastly depleted energy.

"The efficacy of a Regeneration Green Lotus Pill at the Saint King Realm is indeed powerful," Feng Wuchen rejoiced inwardly, clearly feeling that much of his energy had been restored.

In a flash, Feng Wuchen appeared before the man with severed arms.

"Don’t... don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!" At the instant Feng Wuchen appeared, the man backed away in terror.

Feng Wuchen patted the man’s face, smirking coldly, "Don’t be afraid, I won’t kill you. Help me send a message to Zhu Yin Kui, say that I will personally seek him out, and make it so he can neither live nor die!"

Feng Wuchen truly did not intend to kill this person; besides sending a message, it served as a great gift for Zhu Yin Kui.

After Feng Wuchen left, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling was akin to returning from hell to heaven, utterly blissful.

"Devil! He’s simply a devil! So terrifying!" Every time the man thought of Feng Wuchen, he was filled with fear, deeply etched into his soul.

...

Rakshasa Holy Temple.

Feng Wuchen had just arrived at the Rakshasa Holy Temple, discovering that Venerable Fu Chen and others guarding the temple were already severely injured.

The battle had evidently just ended.

"Greetings, Supreme Lord!" Noticing Feng Wuchen’s appearance, Venerable Fu Chen and others immediately knelt down with respect despite their injuries.

"Rise," Feng Wuchen descended, frowning as he asked, "What happened? Who injured you?"

Fu Chen, being a Venerable of the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple, was highly cultivated; his severe injuries indicated that the assailant must be from a major power.

Venerable Fu Chen respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Supreme Lord, it was the Profound Shadow Holy Temple from the Profound Holy Realm. They demanded our immediate withdrawal, or else they would kill us and destroy the temple."

"Profound Shadow Holy Temple?" Feng Wuchen frowned and asked, "Why did they attack? The Profound Shadow Holy Temple shouldn’t have enmity with your Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple."

"They don’t allow the presence of any new power near the Profound Shadow Holy Temple," Fu Chen answered.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen was stunned, incredulous as he said, "So domineering? Can establishing a force affect the feng shui of their Profound Shadow Holy Temple or something?"

"This subordinate is unclear as well," Fu Chen awkwardly shook his head.

"Didn’t you give your name?" Feng Wuchen asked.

One of them answered, "Supreme Lord, they simply don’t believe us; it’s blatant bullying."

"That makes sense. Who would believe the Dragon God Holy Temple would come to the Profound Holy Realm to establish a power," Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly and said, "You guys heal first, I’ll take you to vent your anger later."

Having suffered injuries while protecting the temple, how could Feng Wuchen stand by and do nothing?

The Profound Shadow Holy Temple was so domineering, Feng Wuchen was curious about how formidable they really were.

Hearing Feng Wuchen’s words, Fu Chen and the others were overjoyed.

Feng Wuchen took out a communication talisman and instructed, "Elder, grant ten Elixirs of the Saint Emperor Realm and twenty of the Saint Monarch Realm to the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple. Venerable Fu Chen and others have defended well, reward each with a Saint Monarch Realm Elixir."

"Yes! Supreme Lord!" Chu Tianshu’s respectful voice came through.

Fu Chen and the others were instantly stunned, their eyes widening at Feng Wuchen.

Is the Supreme Lord really so generous?

Those are ten Elixirs of the Saint Emperor Realm!

And they could receive a Saint Monarch Realm Elixir as a reward!

"You’ve sustained heavy injuries because of defending the Holy Temple, I currently have no treasures to give, but I’ll gift you with a Nitian Divine Pearl later on," Feng Wuchen said with a gentle smile.

"Thank you, Supreme Lord!" Fu Chen and a dozen others quickly expressed their gratitude, overwhelmed with joy.

About an hour later, once Fu Chen and the rest stabilized their injuries, Feng Wuchen had them lead the way to the Profound Shadow Holy Temple.

The Profound Shadow Holy Temple wasn’t far from the Rakshasa Holy Temple, just a ten-minute journey.

"Supreme Lord, that Sacred Mountain ahead is the Profound Shadow Holy Temple," Fu Chen pointed to a Sacred Mountain floating high in the sky in front.

Feng Wuchen took just one glance and said, "Go."

Just that one word made Fu Chen and the others incredibly excited.

"Woosh woosh woosh!"

Before long, Feng Wuchen and Fu Chen’s party appeared above the Profound Shadow Holy Temple.

"Who dares trespass the Profound Shadow Holy Temple!" More than ten guards rushed skywards, the leader shouting towards Feng Wuchen and his group.

"Your uncle!" Feng Wuchen lazily replied, "Have your Hall Master roll out, or I’ll make your Profound Shadow Holy Temple disappear from the Profound Holy Realm."

As soon as Feng Wuchen uttered these words, the dozen guards were initially stunned, then couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Make our Profound Shadow Holy Temple disappear from the Profound Holy Realm? Just you? Haha!" The dozen guards laughed heartily and carelessly.

The leader then shouted angrily, "Brat, do you know the consequences of insulting our Hall Master?"

"Woosh!"

"Ah!"

Feng Wuchen pointed a finger, sending out a terrifying flame that instantly ignited the leading guard, who, after a scream, vanished into ashes.

"What kind of flame is this?" Fu Chen was gripped with extreme terror, never having seen such a domineering and terrifying white flame.

"This is the consequence of insulting me!" Feng Wuchen coldly stated, his sharp and icy gaze intimidating the dozen guards into a quiver.

The scream of the guard, and the terrifying aura of the white flame, immediately alerted the high-level personnel and numerous powerhouses of the Profound Shadow Holy Temple.

"Who dares act recklessly in the Profound Shadow Holy Temple?" A voice full of majesty angrily shouted, an overwhelming momentum instantly erupted.

"Woosh woosh woosh!"

A large number of powerhouses flashed out from the various halls in succession.

The majestic angry shout was from Zhang Muyuan, the Hall Master of the Profound Shadow Holy Temple.

A guard, terrified, reported, "Reporting to the Hall Master, that brat killed our people!"

"Who are you? Why did you kill the people of my Profound Shadow Holy Temple?" Zhang Muyuan asked in a deep voice, his murderous intent locking onto Feng Wuchen.

"Whoever just injured my men, step out and cut off one arm, you might live!" Feng Wuchen coldly declared, his icy words carrying a supreme authority.

His domineering aura soared, akin to an imperial decree!

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