Dragon God Supreme

"Not agreeing?"

A member of the Demon Clan sneered, disdainfully saying, "Kid, you mustn’t think that with your strength as a Two-star Saint King, you can escape from our grasp, right?"

"Why is it impossible?" Feng Wuchen asked with a cold smile, "Are you really that strong?"

To the few members of the Demon Clan, Feng Wuchen’s confident look seemed just idiotic.

The three of them were all Saint Emperor Realm powerhouses, far surpassing Feng Wuchen’s strength, able to crush Feng Wuchen with a single hand.

Feng Wuchen had no power to resist at all.

"Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken!" one man shouted angrily, taking action without hesitation, launching a palm strike at Feng Wuchen.

To him, the power of this strike was enough to heavily injure Feng Wuchen, and his speed was sufficient to hit Feng Wuchen first.

"Overestimating yourself!" The other two clansmen folded their arms across their chests, full of disdain.

"Whish!"

Just then, a Black Shadow suddenly flashed into appearance.

"Boom boom!"

"Spurt spurt!"

In an instant, two disdainful Demon Clan members were struck on the spot, spitting blood while flying away like cannonballs.

A deadly strike!

Within the blink of an eye, two were obliterated, and the Black Shadow was already behind the clansman who attacked Feng Wuchen.

This person was not a Shadow Guard!

This person was dressed in night attire, facial features indistinct, identity unknown.

"What?" The clansman’s face dramatically changed, spirit almost scared out, exclaiming in terror, "Saint... Saint Emperor level!"

The Black Shadow’s hand grasped the neck of the Demon Clan member, the clansman feared, saying, "Who are you? You dare kill a Demon Clan member!"

"Knowing I am at the Saint Emperor level is not enough?" the Black Shadow coldly said, then twisted the clansman’s neck.

This person acted ruthlessly and heartlessly, with an aura carrying hints of bloodthirst, giving an intensely dangerous feeling.

"Three-star Saint Emperor, your power is indeed strong, to dare kill a Demon Clan member, quite bold. You’re sent by the Martial Soul Temple?" Watching the Black Shadow in front, Feng Wuchen calmly asked.

With a cold and fierce gaze at Feng Wuchen, the Black Shadow said grimly, "Asking this much is not beneficial to you."

"You make it sound like not asking brings benefits," Feng Wuchen sneered.

The Black Shadow suddenly flashed to Feng Wuchen’s rear, chillingly saying, "Opposing the Martial Soul Temple means death."

"Really? How so?" Feng Wuchen coldly asked, still fearless.

"I’ll make sure you die swiftly!" the Black Shadow coolly said, hands moving lightning fast to grab Feng Wuchen, intending to take him away.

Feng Wuchen tauntingly said, "You overlooked a problem."

"An Emperor level expert secretly protecting you?" the Black Shadow calmly spoke, seemingly already aware.

Just when the Black Shadow’s hand was about to touch Feng Wuchen’s neck, a figure suddenly flashed up, grabbing the Black Shadow’s wrist.

"What?" The Black Shadow’s face shifted dramatically.

"Warned you but still you seek death!" The newcomer said coldly, devoid of human emotion.

Evidently, the Black Shadow could sense the hidden powerhouse was a Shadow Guard warning him.

"A... a Shadow Guard!" Upon recognizing the newcomer, the Black Shadow widened his eyes in shock, scared out of his wits.

With his Three-star Saint Emperor level, he was utterly unable to break free, completely locked down.

"Spew it, who sent you?" Feng Wuchen asked indifferently.

"Who exactly are you?" the Black Shadow asked menacingly, realizing Feng Wuchen’s identity was extraordinary.

The Black Shadow knew well what kind of existence the Shadow Guard was.

But now secretly protecting Feng Wuchen, clearly Feng Wuchen’s identity was anything but ordinary.

"Who sent you?" Feng Wuchen’s expression turned icy.

"Nangong Xuan!" The Black Shadow had no choice; before a Shadow Guard, death was certain.

Not mentioning, but there were ways the Shadow Guard would make him talk, yet the Black Shadow dared not try.

"It really is that old thing." Feng Wuchen sneered, "Nangong Xuan, ah Nangong Xuan, you really shouldn’t have provoked me, there’s plenty of time, I’ll slowly toy with you."

"Slice!"

The Shadow Guard waved his hand, arm like a blade, easily chopping off the Black Shadow’s head.

Enemies annihilated, the Shadow Guard vanished.

Feng Wuchen drew in a Storage Ring from thin air.

"They must’ve known I lack heavenly materials and treasures, so they delivered them to me." Feng Wuchen sneered, then took down the Storage Rings from the three Demon Clan members.

"Truly a nice pile of heavenly materials and treasures." Feng Wuchen grinned satisfactorily.

...

Inside a palace in the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.

"It’s been two hours, they haven’t returned, no news at all, something’s surely amiss." Zhuchenxin said grimly, guessing based on no response to his messages.

"Is someone secretly protecting that kid?" Zhumutian speculated asked.

"And this person’s very powerful, at least Emperor level, this kid’s identity is definitely not simple." Zhuchenxin said chillingly.

Zhu Muran asked in confusion, "Just a little Two-star Saint King, what status could he have? Just because he’s from the Dragon God Clan?"

"Wait." Zhuchenxin’s old face suddenly changed as if pondering something, furrowed brows said, "Chu Tianshu called him Wuchen, the one Zhu Yin Kui wants to kill was named Feng Wuchen, could he be Feng Wuchen from the Divine Realm? The Dragon God Supreme of the Dragon God Temple?"

"What? He’s the Dragon God Supreme?" Zhumutian and others’ expressions changed dramatically, frightened to the brink of heart attack.

"It must be him! Couldn’t possibly be wrong! This elder should’ve thought of this earlier!" Zhuchenxin’s old face grew darker, had he guessed earlier, wouldn’t have sent the three clansmen to die in vain.

With the Dragon God Supreme’s side, how could there not be top experts guarding?

Even without them, it’s impossible to want to kill Feng Wuchen.

"Who would’ve imagined he was the Dragon God Supreme!" Zhuchenxin squinted his old eyes, coldly said, "Protected by hidden experts, moving against him isn’t easy, but the Demon Clan has quite a few powerhouses."

At the same time, Nangong Xuan’s old face turned grim to the limit, enraged to the extreme.

The experts sent should have returned long ago by now.

Yet now there was no word whatsoever.

Clearly something happened.

"Great Elder, that kid couldn’t possibly beat a Emperor level powerhouse." Zhou Rongfei asserted confidently.

Nangong Xuan was indifferent, his gut told him the sent ones were eliminated.

"Great Elder! Something’s happened! Li Jianyun has been killed! His head chopped off!" A panic-stricken voice rushed in, a man dashed into the great hall.

"What?" Nangong Xuan’s old face changed dramatically, freezing in place.

"How is this possible?" Xia Yuqing and others were dumbfounded on the spot.

Li Jianyun, a Three-star Saint Emperor, was unexpectedly taken down.

...

Rakshasa Holy Temple.

"Respect to Brother Feng!"

Seeing Feng Wuchen’s silhouette, the five alchemists who had long arrived at Rakshasa Holy Temple immediately greeted him respectfully.

"Master, they said you sent them here! Subordinates dared not obstruct." A person in the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple appeared, speaking with deep respect.

"I sent them." Feng Wuchen nodded in affirmation.

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