Dragon God Supreme

The screams of the four from the Demon Clan quickly attracted a crowd of talented alchemists.

No one intervened.

They didn’t dare to, as neither the Dragon God Holy Temple nor the Demon Clan were forces they could afford to offend.

However, the talented alchemists of the Demon Clan were too arrogant, and watching them get beaten up was immensely satisfying.

"I told you not to be arrogant! How dare you be so cocky!"

"If I don’t beat you until you beg for mercy, my name isn’t Zhao!"

"Do you still dare to be arrogant? Why aren’t you talking now?"

Limoyang and his companions cursed as they beat them up mercilessly.

Before long, the four Demon Clan members were knocked to the ground, no longer even able to scream.

With injuries this severe, they probably couldn’t participate in the Alchemist Convention.

The two-star strength difference was not something the Demon Clan’s bloodline power could make up for; they didn’t even have a chance to fight back.

The people from the Dragon God Holy Temple, even if not of the Dragon God Clan, were undoubtedly powerful.

"So satisfying! It’s been years since I felt this way," Limoyang exclaimed excitedly.

A Demon Clan member gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You’ve gone too far! I will report to the Pagoda Master and have your qualifications canceled. Our Second Elder will not spare you."

"Bang!"

Limoyang kicked over, sneering, "So stubborn with your words!"

"What’s going on?" At that moment, three men flashed in. The leader glanced at the severely injured Demon Clan members and asked coldly.

"Lord Supreme, they are talented alchemists from the Martial Soul Holy Palace, and this person is Xiayuqing, the champion of the last Alchemist Convention," Limoyang transmitted telepathically.

Feng Wuchen nodded secretly; Xiayuqing’s soul power was indeed powerful and domineering, and his cultivation was at the Seven Stars Saint Emperor Realm, much stronger than Limoyang.

"You were too gentle," Feng Wuchen transmitted telepathically.

"No way, Lord Supreme, this is the Soul-Pillar Pagoda; are you suggesting we kill them? That would be a big deal," Limoyang and his group were startled.

"Not killing them, but crippling them would do," Feng Wuchen telepathically suggested.

"..." Limoyang and his group broke out in cold sweat, thinking the Supreme was indeed ruthless.

"Xiayuqing! We were just passing through, and they attacked us for no reason, saying it was because they didn’t like us. Quickly report to the Pagoda Master and have them punished! Cancel their qualifications!" A Demon Clan member angrily demanded.

"Limoyang, you have quite the courage. This isn’t the Dragon God Holy Temple. Are you unaware it’s the Soul-Pillar Pagoda?" Xiayuqing coldly asked, clearly siding with the Demon Clan.

"They claim we attacked them for no reason while passing through? Such nonsense, do you really believe it? I’m starting to wonder if you’ve been kicked in the head by a donkey," Limoyang responded calmly.

After all, with Feng Wuchen backing him, Limoyang feared no one.

This statement instantly enraged Xiayuqing, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hmph! You cause trouble in the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, injuring Demon Clan members, and completely disregard the Soul-Pillar Pagoda!" Xiayuqing shouted, accusing Limoyang and his group.

"Report to the Pagoda Master and elders immediately!" Xiayuqing ordered the two men behind him.

"Yes!" The two immediately ran towards the giant pagoda.

A Demon Clan member took a Healing Pill and struggled to stand, shouting angrily, "Just wait for your punishment!"

"Whoosh!"

A shadow suddenly appeared; it was Xue Qingye, a talented alchemist from the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.

"Brother Xue, you’re just in time. The people from the Dragon God Holy Temple..." Xiayuqing started to say but was interrupted.

"I know, the Pagoda Master and elders have ordered! You are to go to the Soul-Pillar Pagoda Grand Hall immediately," Xue Qingye said indifferently.

"Xiayuqing, you should go too," Xue Qingye added before disappearing.

Although Xiayuqing clenched his fist tightly, he quickly released it and led the way to the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.

"Brats, just wait and see how you meet your end! The Demon Clan will never let you off!" A Demon Clan member yelled angrily, wishing he could tear Feng Wuchen and the others to pieces.

"Brother Feng, just sit back and watch our performance later," Zhao Wuya confidently smirked.

"Oh? Do you have a plan?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise.

Limoyang smiled smugly and said, "Of course!"

Watching Feng Wuchen and his companions head to the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, the other alchemists from various factions dared to start discussing.

"The Demon Clan and the Dragon God Holy Temple are at odds. Offending the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace, the Pagoda Master likely won’t side with the Dragon God Holy Temple."

"If they side with the Dragon God Holy Temple, that would mean offending the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace. The Pagoda Master wouldn’t be that foolish."

"Hard to say, didn’t you notice Limoyang not worried at all? And there was someone else we didn’t recognize, who seemed to be the one who ordered the attack."

"Why care so much? The Demon Clan is just too arrogant, and getting beaten is what they deserve."

The talented alchemists discussed in hushed voices.

Soul-Pillar Pagoda Grand Hall.

Zhuchenxin’s old face was extremely gloomy, on the verge of anger.

Wuxianzi and Qingxuzi, their faces also looked very unpleasant.

After all, four talented alchemists from the Demon Clan were severely injured!

How could this be explained to the Demon Clan?

The Grand Elder from the Martial Soul Holy Palace had a schadenfreude expression, waiting to see Chu Tianshu embarrassed.

"Lord Supreme, are you alright?" Chu Tianshu asked telepathically.

"I’m fine," Feng Wuchen transmitted; being on the attacking side, why would he be in trouble?

Wuxianzi’s face was unhappy, and he asked in a deep voice, "What exactly happened?"

"Reporting to the Pagoda Master, we were merely passing by when they attacked us for no reason, saying they attacked because they didn’t like us. It was him who ordered it, and we plead with the Pagoda Master to cancel their qualifications and deliver justice for us," a Demon Clan member pointed at Feng Wuchen and said angrily.

"This is outrageous! Chu Tianshu! You’ve gone too far!" Zhuchenxin, hearing this, burst with anger and stood up, shouting.

Chu Tianshu said indifferently, "Let them finish."

Limoyang’s face remained calm, and he respectfully said, "Reporting to the Pagoda Master, we indeed beat them up, but it was Zhumu Tian who was the villain lodging a complaint first."

"The villain lodging a complaint first?" Zhumu Tian and his men were instantly dumbfounded.

"Limoyang is truly shameless, speaking with such seriousness," Feng Wuchen was also astounded internally.

"Continue!" Chu Tianshu said.

"Zhumu Tian claimed they were passing through and we attacked them without reason, saying we attacked because we didn’t like them. This kind of arrogance and disrespect is not something we from the Dragon God Holy Temple would do, as the Pagoda Master and elders should know. They are slandering us," Gefeng respectfully stated.

Wuxianzi and others nodded; the Dragon God Holy Temple was indeed not like that.

This kind of behavior was more characteristic of the Demon Clan.

"The reason we acted was that they provoked us first, and..." Limoyang continued.

"And what?" Wuxianzi asked in a deep voice.

Limoyang glanced at Chu Tianshu, who coldly said, "Say it! The Dragon God Holy Temple is not afraid of anyone!"

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