Dragon God Supreme

The Ghost Soul Mountain Range was deathly silent.

Zhuchenxin and the others all stared wide-eyed at Feng Wuchen, their expressions stiff, as if turned to stone.

None of them dared believe that Feng Wuchen actually dared to kill—and right in front of Zhuchenxin at that.

Zhumutian was Zhuchenxin’s most prized Alchemist Disciple.

Yet Feng Wuchen really killed him!

Feng Wuchen flicked his hand and tossed Zhumutian’s corpse to one of the clansmen.

"Zhuchenxin, you’re wrong. I’m not like you, only knowing how to use such shameless tricks!" Feng Wuchen grinned in a cold sneer, showing not the slightest fear or worry after killing Zhumutian.

Feng Wuchen patted his chest and muttered, "Did that piece of trash even hit me just now? Why didn’t I feel a thing?"

Arrogant! Arrogant to the extreme!

"Zhumutian’s been killed..."

"How does Feng Wuchen dare to kill? Does he not want to live? The Second Elder laid down the Demon Clan barrier—he can’t possibly escape, so how does he still dare to kill?"

Zhu Muran and the other three genius Alchemists were dumbfounded; they simply couldn’t figure out where Feng Wuchen got the guts to kill.

Does Feng Wuchen really not want to live?

Or does Feng Wuchen think that with his strength he can slaughter every expert present?

In their eyes, that possibility simply did not exist.

"You... you actually dared kill this elder’s most prized Disciple! Feng Wuchen! You deserve to die!" Zhuchenxin roared with thunderous fury, an extremely terrifying killing intent erupting, shaking souls to the core.

"What? He was your most prized Disciple?" Feng Wuchen’s face changed, then he immediately put on a look of blame and said, "Why didn’t you say so earlier? If I’d known sooner he was your most prized Disciple, I’d have made sure he died with no grave to be found!"

"You... cripple him for me!" Zhuchenxin was almost angered into vomiting blood by Feng Wuchen and bellowed outright.

"I’ll give you this chance. Come on." Feng Wuchen sneered arrogantly. "Including the one who doesn’t dare show his face—you can join in too."

Bursts of terrifying killing intent exploded out as dozens of Demon Clan experts prepared to attack together.

"Stand down!" came Zhutianya’s cold voice from the darkness, and a surging power suddenly erupted.

Five-Star Saint Emperor Realm!

"What an arrogant brat! Feng Wuchen, let me be the first to test your strength!" Zhutianya shouted coldly, and the instant his words fell, a figure abruptly appeared to Feng Wuchen’s right.

Zhutianya swept out with a sideways kick, his assault fierce and his speed astonishing. The force was so strong the space violently churned.

"Shoo!"

But as that kick came down, Feng Wuchen vanished.

When he appeared again, Feng Wuchen was already driving a punch at Zhutianya.

"Hmph!" Zhutianya snorted coldly, turning and throwing a punch of his own.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

The two fists collided head-on with a deafening blast, the terrifying impact wave rampaging wildly outward. The entire Ghost Soul Mountain Range shuddered violently, and the dreadful shockwave drove the surrounding Demon Clan experts back.

"Not a bad reaction, but your strength is a bit weak." Feng Wuchen sneered.

Zhutianya’s expression was extremely grave as he thought, "Feng Wuchen’s body is terrifying. Just one punch gave me endless pressure. What’s worse, he’s relying purely on physical strength to clash with me. His power is definitely above mine."

With just one exchanged punch, Zhutianya already knew he was absolutely not Feng Wuchen’s match.

"Show me your real strength." Feng Wuchen sneered, then launched a ferocious offensive—his moves domineering and fierce, his speed utterly terrifying.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

The sound of colliding blows rang out endlessly. From the moment the fight began, Zhutianya was forcibly suppressed by Feng Wuchen. It looked like a savage head-on clash, but in truth Zhutianya had no power to fight back.

Whether in speed or strength, he was crushed by Feng Wuchen.

Zhutianya was forced back step by step.

"Boom!"

A brutally domineering heavy punch slammed into Zhutianya’s chest with an explosive bang, blasting him tens of thousands of meters away. The intense pain made him feel like his chest was about to cave in.

The tyrannical force shook Zhutianya’s qi and blood violently; he spat out fresh blood.

"His physical strength is actually this terrifying! His true power is probably around the Seven Stars Saint Emperor level, maybe even more frightening."

"He can even predict my moves and use more cunning, wondrous techniques to alter my attack pattern—I don’t even have a chance to strike."

"What’s most terrifying is his speed. It far surpasses mine. If he wanted to, I’m afraid I couldn’t withstand even a single move!"

Zhutianya was utterly horrified inside; with every direct clash he could feel a tyrannical surge slamming into him.

Feng Wuchen’s ferocious, overbearing assault was simply flawless!

"What’s wrong? Done already?" Feng Wuchen taunted with a cold smile as he continued his fierce assault.

Zhutianya’s face was extremely ugly, his eyes flickering with vicious killing intent. With a furious shout, he erupted with his full strength.

"Demonization!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Zhutianya roared, black aura spreading over his entire body, his eyes flashing with scarlet killing intent as his terrifying power soared wildly.

Six-Star Saint Emperor level!

"Feng Wuchen! Come fight!" Zhutianya bellowed, his expression a bit crazed.

"Boom!"

Zhutianya suddenly stomped on the void, a thunderous boom ringing out as the space behind him collapsed outright. His figure turned into a bolt of black lightning, shooting out like he could pierce the heavens themselves, his momentum sky-high.

His speed reached the absolute limit, surpassing the speed of sound.

"Boom!"

Feng Wuchen also stomped on the void, blasting out without the slightest intention of backing down.

In a head-on clash, Feng Wuchen had never feared anyone.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Two streaks of light flashed together, erupting with a deafening boom. Extremely terrifying energy ripples rolled out with destructive force, the mountains shaking violently as the massive Demon Clan barrier shuddered fiercely.

"Your strength has improved quite a bit, but the result is still the same." Feng Wuchen sneered. Facing Zhutianya’s punch, he felt no pressure at all.

"..." Zhutianya’s face was dark, left speechless.

Even with his power enhanced, Zhutianya still couldn’t suppress Feng Wuchen.

"Let me show you what a true gap looks like!" Feng Wuchen sneered, his vast, surging aura erupting as his figure abruptly flickered and vanished.

Zhutianya’s face sank as he thought, "His speed is terrifying. I can sense his aura, but I can’t lock onto his position."

Feng Wuchen’s speed was so great that to Zhutianya it felt like the entire Ghost Soul Mountain Range was filled with Feng Wuchen’s presence.

"Boom!"

Like a ghost, a figure appeared at Zhutianya’s right side and drove a punch straight at him. By the time Zhutianya sensed it, it was already too late; he was blasted flying.

"Boom!"

At the instant he was sent flying, Feng Wuchen had already appeared in front of Zhutianya and swept out with a kick.

"Boom boom boom!"

Large swaths of golden light flickered continuously in the void, carving through like slicing melons, bombarding around Zhutianya. The overbearing, ferocious strikes left him no room to dodge.

The combat power of a Six-Star Saint Emperor was like a mere illusion in front of Feng Wuchen.

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