Dragon God Supreme

"Even Gui Ao Feng wouldn’t dare speak to me like that, and you dare to invite him to kill me?"

Feng Wuchen was truly amused.

"Insolent! Ignorant youngster! How dare you disrespect the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor! You deserve to die!" an elder shouted angrily, his old face turning ashen, wishing he could slap Feng Wuchen to death.

"You brat, I, the Pavilion Master, truly admire your courage. Don’t think that just because you have a Saint Emperor backing you in secret, you can be arrogant in front of the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor! I hope you can still be so conceited later!" Mo Yu yelled angrily.

Feng Wuchen shrugged, looking indifferent.

"So, your backer is the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor; you’re doomed!" The injured Lu Xuanyang smirked with satisfaction, eager to witness the tragic outcome of Qingyun Pavilion.

"That’s right, you’re doomed." Han Ling laughed gleefully.

Others might not know, but the two of them had personally witnessed Gui Ao Feng personally receiving Feng Wuchen, treating him as if he were his grandfather.

"Humph!" Mo Yu was dismissive.

But Mo Shuisheng had a different thought; instead, his heart was filled with panic.

"The person the Hall Master of Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple and the three elders received is him!"

Mo Shuisheng recalled what Lu Xuanyang had said before.

"Could what he said be true?" Looking at the confident expressions of the two, Mo Shuisheng became more anxious as he thought about it, but his heart still refused to believe.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

In just a few moments, Gui Ao Feng and other strong members of the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple appeared, their imposing momentum sweeping in like a tidal wave.

Their old faces were all gloomy.

Seeing Gui Ao Feng and others appear, Mo Yu cast a venomous glance at Feng Wuchen, as if to say: Your death is near.

Mo Shuisheng held his breath, his terrified eyes fixed on Gui Ao Feng.

Mo Shuisheng really didn’t want what Lu Xuanyang said to be true.

"Supreme Lord!"

Gui Ao Feng and the others saw Feng Wuchen at first glance, their old faces changed dramatically, and their souls almost flew away.

Seeing the expressions of Gui Ao Feng and the others, Mo Shuisheng’s heart skipped a beat, overwhelming fear and despair erupted like a volcano, impossible to suppress.

What Lu Xuanyang said was true!

"Heavenly Dao Great Emperor, it’s this brat who is supported by a Saint Emperor in secret and killed more than a dozen Saint Monarchs of Qingyun Pavilion." Mo Yu quickly said respectfully, clasping his hands.

"Pa!"

"Puff!"

The moment Mo Yu finished speaking, Gui Ao Feng became furious, and with a flash, he slapped Mo Yu, the terrifying force causing Mo Yu to cough up blood, several teeth flying out, and his body being flung away.

"Insolent!" Gui Ao Feng roared, his killing intent soaring.

Mo Yu actually dared to call Feng Wuchen a brat, it was simply treasonous!

"Heavenly Dao Great Emperor, why... why did you hit me?" Mo Yu looked at Gui Ao Feng, incredulous and innocent.

"Heavenly Dao Great Emperor, did you hit the wrong person? What did the Pavilion Master do wrong?" an elder asked, puzzled.

"I hit just you!" Gui Ao Feng shouted angrily, "Do you know who you have offended? You are trying to get me killed! Get lost as far as you can!"

Gui Ao Feng really wished he could smack Mo Yu to death!

Of all people to provoke, they just had to provoke Feng Wuchen.

"..." Mo Yu and others were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the furious Gui Ao Feng.

At this moment, Mo Yu and the others finally reacted, looking at Feng Wuchen with eyes full of disbelief.

Just then, Gui Ao Feng and several others hurried to Feng Wuchen, respectfully clasped their fists and bowed, "Greetings, Supreme Lord!"

"..." Mo Yu and the others’ expressions changed drastically, their bodies trembling, immediately replaced by fear.

Gui Ao Feng actually addressed Feng Wuchen as Supreme Lord!

In the entire Dragon God Realm, who else would be qualified to be called Supreme Lord?

Mo Yu and others immediately guessed.

"What? Supreme Lord... could he be... the Supreme Lord appointed by the ancestor of the Dragon God Holy Temple!" Mo Shuisheng was terrified, his eyes almost bulging out.

"Is Qingyun Pavilion a subordinate force of Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple?" Feng Wuchen asked calmly.

"Yes!" Gui Ao Feng answered respectfully, cold sweat dripping down his back.

They had just enjoyed a pleasant conversation with Feng Wuchen, and not long later, his subordinates provoked Feng Wuchen.

It was simply courting death!

"Supreme Lord, spare us! We didn’t know your identity; otherwise, even if we had ten thousand times the courage, we wouldn’t dare offend you." Mo Yu immediately knelt, begging in fear.

"Implore the Supreme Lord for mercy!" The elders also knelt, kowtowing and pleading.

Mo Shuisheng, like a lost soul, knelt down; besides terror and despair, there was only fear and hopelessness.

Feng Wuchen’s expression was stern, "Had it not been for me today, Miss Han Ling might have been defiled by your son."

"Yes, yes, I will certainly reprimand him severely!" Mo Yu nodded fearfully.

"Had it not been for my identity today, I might have met a deadly fate. If it were anyone else, there would be absolutely no chance of surviving!" Feng Wuchen’s words grew colder, even carrying a suffocatingly frigid killing intent.

"Supreme Lord, we were wrong! There will never be a next time! When I return, I will immediately imprison my son for three years and not let him step out of Qingyun Pavilion," Mo Yu said in terror, as if realizing something.

"The chance has been given to you, but you failed to cherish it." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

Boom!

Feng Wuchen’s words exploded like a thunderclap in Mo Yu and the others’ ears.

Despair! Endless despair!

"Hall Master of Heavenly Dao, I don’t want to see Qingyun Pavilion anymore, you should know what to do." Feng Wuchen said to Gui Ao Feng with supreme authority and indisputable command.

"Yes! I understand!" Gui Ao Feng responded respectfully.

"..." Mo Yu and the others were utterly hopeless, seemingly aging several decades in an instant.

"Heavenly Dao Great Emperor, I realize my mistake, I promise to change in the future, I implore the Great Emperor to plead for us; I don’t want to die." Mo Shuisheng was filled with despair, tears of fear rolling down continuously.

He regretted it! His regret wished it could turn back time.

Gui Ao Feng himself felt unable to protect himself, how dare he plead?

This was clearly opposing Feng Wuchen!

It was simply seeking death!

"I also hope not to see such scum in Jiuzhou again!" Feng Wuchen added, then flew away.

"We humbly obey the Supreme Lord’s order! Farewell, Supreme Lord!" Gui Ao Feng respectfully stated!

Feng Wuchen did not hold Heavenly Dao Holy Temple accountable, and Gui Ao Feng and the others breathed a huge sigh of relief.

They were truly scared to the extreme just now.

"Senior brother, what does Brother Feng mean by not wanting to see Qingyun Pavilion anymore?" Han Ling’s pretty face was pale as she asked softly.

"To annihilate Qingyun Pavilion!" Lu Xuanyang swallowed a gulp of saliva in fear, answering softly.

"Annihilate Qingyun Pavilion..." Han Ling almost fainted from fright.

She thought Feng Wuchen merely intended to severely teach Qingyun Pavilion a lesson, but she didn’t expect Feng Wuchen to order the annihilation of Qingyun Pavilion.

"Pass down the order! Annihilate Qingyun Pavilion! Not a single one shall remain!" Gui Ao Feng ruthlessly commanded.

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