Dragon God Supreme

Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple.

Gui Ao Feng personally led Feng Wuchen into the great hall.

"How fragrant!" Feng Wuchen smelled the aroma of delicious dishes.

As soon as Fu Chen sent the message, Gui Ao Feng had already prepared a banquet to welcome Feng Wuchen.

"Subordinates pay respects to the Supreme!"

Upon entering the hall, Gui Ao Feng and his group respectfully knelt down.

"Hall Master, the three elders, we are all our own people, no need for such courtesy, rise," Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.

"Thank you, Supreme," Gui Ao Feng and his group expressed their gratitude respectfully.

Looking at the magnificent and grand hall of the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple, Feng Wuchen smiled, "Thanks to Hall Master for sending people to assist last time."

Upon hearing this, Gui Ao Feng, the three elders, and the high-ranking officials were shocked, cold sweat breaking out on their backs.

Is this an accusatory tone?

If Feng Wuchen truly wanted to punish, a single word from him could turn Jiuzhou’s ruler to dust in an instant.

Worried that Feng Wuchen might deliver punishment, Gui Ao Feng quickly said, "Last time, the Supreme was insulted due to our poor handling."

"Hall Master, I don’t mean to blame anyone, it has nothing to do with you," Feng Wuchen replied with a smile, waving it off.

Upon hearing this, Gui Ao Feng and the elders breathed a sigh of relief.

In just a moment, they felt like they had experienced countless life-and-death situations.

"This time, Fu Chen and his group defended the Rakshasa Holy Temple with merit. Give them Saint Monarch Realm elixirs to enhance their cultivation. As for Saint Emperor Realm elixirs, Hall Master, keep them for your cultivation," Feng Wuchen continued.

"Yes!" Gui Ao Feng answered respectfully.

The sudden awarding of elixirs by the Dragon God Holy Temple, knowing it was Feng Wuchen’s command, greatly excited Gui Ao Feng and his group.

All these merits came from Fu Chen and the dozens of Saint Monarch experts.

"Hall Master, three elders, protectors, Great Commander, don’t just stand there, sit down together. Everyone eats together, don’t worry about formalities. I’m not an ancestor, treat me as a junior," Feng Wuchen said joyfully with a smile, unconcerned about etiquette.

Gui Ao Feng and his group took their seats, all exceedingly respectful and reserved.

After several rounds of drinks, Gui Ao Feng and his group relaxed and continued to toast.

This young Supreme turned out to be completely different from the high-and-mighty Supreme they imagined.

"Sir, I toast to you. Wherever you need aid in the future, as long as you say a word, the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple will spare no effort to assist!" Gui Ao Feng said, lifting his glass loftily, then downed it in one gulp.

Feng Wuchen drank his cup with boldness and said, "Hall Master, you’re too polite."

"Hall Master, is the Celestial Star Mansion one of your subordinate forces?" Feng Wuchen asked, setting his cup down.

Gui Ao Feng shook his head and replied respectfully, "Though the Celestial Star Mansion isn’t weak in strength, they’re not qualified."

"Supreme, did the Celestial Star Mansion offend you?" an elder frowned and asked, his face turning gloomy, posing as if he would send someone to annihilate the Celestial Star Mansion if ordered by Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, "Not offending is good."

Feng Wuchen did not say much else.

The Celestial Star Mansion was precisely the enemy of Xiao Wutian.

Since he had promised Xiao Wutian, Feng Wuchen naturally wouldn’t go back on his word. When Xiao Wutian desired revenge, Feng Wuchen would move against the Celestial Star Mansion.

The banquet lasted for an hour before concluding, and Feng Wuchen did not linger, leaving immediately.

The news of Feng Wuchen visiting the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple was spread instantly among the various subordinate forces of the Dragon God Holy Temple.

They all understood that from today onward, the status of the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple would surpass theirs.

All because Feng Wuchen visited the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple.

...

"Brother Feng," Dantong’s voice suddenly came.

"What’s the matter?" Feng Wuchen was surprised at the sound of Dantong’s voice.

"Did you kill Wu Qi?" Dantong transmitted his inquiry.

"You’ve found out?" Feng Wuchen did not deny it, also guessing that the Martial Soul Holy Palace had sent people to investigate.

"Protector Yang already reported to the ancestor; Brother Feng, you did well! That guy was always so arrogant! The Martial Soul Holy Palace sent people to investigate secretly and found Wu Qi’s shattered corpse fragments in the Wuji Snow Mountain. Now they demand the Dragon God Holy Temple hand over the killer," Dantong transmitted.

Indeed.

"Wu Qi courted death by himself, who is to blame? Sneaking into the Dragon God Realm, even to Protector Yang’s place of retreat, he wished to kill Dragon God Holy Temple’s protector; if I didn’t kill him, it would truly be against heavenly justice. Let them investigate themselves."

"Whoever dares to cause trouble at Dragon God Holy Temple, let the ancestor directly drive them out; if they can’t be driven away, then kill them, I’ll take all responsibility!"

"If they want to die early, they might as well come directly to find me!"

Feng Wuchen’s domineering transmission completely regarded the Martial Soul Holy Palace as ants.

"Worthy of Brother Feng! Dominant! The ancestor indeed drove them out, but having your words, we’re assured, haha!" Dantong’s excited laughter came.

If the Martial Soul Holy Palace didn’t know to be tactful, Feng Wuchen would directly wipe them out.

The Ice Soul Emperor hadn’t dissipated, to him it was a mere flick of fingers.

"Junior Sister! Run!"

At this moment, an angry and urgent shout suddenly came from not far away.

"Hmm?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping toward the source of the shout.

The voice seemed somewhat familiar.

"No way! I won’t leave Senior Brother behind! Even if it means death, I won’t leave!" Han Ling said firmly, currently blocking in front of Lu Xuanyang, wielding the Immortal Sword against enemies.

Lu Xuanyang was seriously injured and unable to fight further.

"Little beauty, what this young master wants, he’s never been unable to obtain. I’d advise you to obediently submit; maybe I’ll spare your senior brother’s life," said a young man arrogantly, in a lofty stance.

Han Ling’s pretty face turned icy, gritting her teeth, she cursed, "Beast!"

"Well-cursed, this young master will let you see a true beast soon! Hmph, hmph!" the young man sneered mischievously.

"Junior Sister, run! Don’t worry about me! We can’t let this beast ruin you, run!" Lu Xuanyang shouted anxiously, his face indistinguishable between tears and snot.

"Boom!"

The young man suddenly stepped into the void, his figure turning into a black lightning bolt shooting forth, accompanied by a loud booming sound.

"Little beauty, you didn’t cherish the chance this young master gave you, so watch your senior brother die!" the young man said coldly.

In the blink of an eye, the young man appeared behind Lu Xuanyang, his speed so fast, Han Ling was completely unaware.

"This young master will take good care of your junior sister; you haven’t touched her, have you? This young master will help you touch her, you can go ahead and die!" the young man sneered, cruelly striking towards Lu Xuanyang’s Tianling acupoint.

"Senior Brother!" Han Ling was frightened to her core, screaming in terror.

The young man’s cultivation had reached Two-Star Saint King Realm; with this strike, the seriously injured Lu Xuanyang would certainly die.

"Boom!"

However, at the critical moment, there was a sudden explosion, sending the young man flying.

"Who dares?" the young man shouted angrily.

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