Dragon God Supreme

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

Above the void, a black line shot straight down, exploding with a thunderous roar, creating a shocking giant pit in the mountain range reduced to ruins, causing the mountains to shake violently.

This person was Zhutianya.

After a series of frenzied attacks, Zhutianya was already injured.

Severe pain spread throughout his body, feeling as if it were falling apart.

"How is this possible? It must be my eyes playing tricks, how can Feng Wuchen be a Saint Emperor Realm expert? He even crushed Zhutianya, a Six-Star Holy Emperor, with no chance to fight back!" Zhu Muran was in utter shock, unable to believe Feng Wuchen possessed such power.

"Wasn’t he in the Saint King Realm? How could he be a Saint Emperor? Did Xiayuqing deceive us?" Zhumu Yan was dumbstruck, unwilling to believe Feng Wuchen had such terrifying cultivation.

Zhu Chen’s old face became increasingly gloomy, his deep eyes bursting with icy killing intent, gritting his teeth angrily: "This brat has such strength, the three Saint Emperor Realm members of the Demon Clan and that Saint Emperor from the Martial Soul Holy Palace must have been killed by him."

In the giant pit, Zhutianya was extremely terrified; in the fierce battle just now, he couldn’t withstand Feng Wuchen’s fierce and domineering attacks.

Zhutianya had already unleashed his full power, his terrifying strength having reached the level of a Six-Star Holy Emperor, yet he still couldn’t withstand Feng Wuchen’s overwhelming and mighty power.

"What a terrifying power! This kid is simply a monster!" Zhutianya gritted his teeth, struggling to speak, his heart in utter dread.

Within less than two minutes, the melee had ended, Zhutianya’s fists and feet delivered a bone-cracking sensation, feeling as if the bones were splitting.

"Stop pretending to be dead, that attack just now wouldn’t have caused you much harm." Feng Wuchen coldly laughed, evidently having used very little strength.

In the giant pit, Zhutianya flew out, gasping heavily, his face paler.

With the corners of his mouth slightly curved, Feng Wuchen sneered and then charged up once again.

The speed was so fast, it was instant.

Zhutianya’s expression changed drastically, immediately shouting: "Saint Essence Body Protection!"

"Boom!"

The domineering and powerful force forcibly shattered Zhutianya’s energy shield.

The energy shield was vulnerable.

Zhutianya decisively abandoned the melee, taking advantage of Feng Wuchen’s domineering power and impact, his figure rapidly retreated.

"Zhutianya’s hands and feet are trembling." Zhu Feng frowned deeply, his pale face already covered with sweat.

Zhu Muran and his companions were so terrified they couldn’t speak, their faces pale, their bodies trembling.

Such a terrifying expert, they had tasked only three Saint Emperor experts to deal with Feng Wuchen, which was simply seeking their own death.

They only now truly realized how terrifying Feng Wuchen was.

Unfortunately, Xiayuqing was not here, or he would have noticed that this was not Feng Wuchen’s true power.

Because this was not Feng Wuchen’s aura.

"So what? Are you going to use the Demon Clan’s Sacred Decree, or Demonize to increase strength?" Feng Wuchen slightly sneered, displaying an air of supreme dominance.

Zhutianya fully activated his bloodline power, quickly forming seals with both hands.

"Wuji Profound Monument!"

"Zhenhun Jade!"

Zhutianya shouted successively, unleashing two top-tier Divine Artifacts, his combat power skyrocketing again.

"Sacred Decree! Demon Soul Shattering Claw!"

Zhutianya roared, curling his hands into claws, continuously waving them, in an instant dozens of terrifying black energy claws shot out, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, dozens of terrifying energy claws all struck Feng Wuchen, exploding with earth-shattering noise.

"He’s this confident?" Zhutianya frowned and thought darkly, he could see that Feng Wuchen hadn’t dodged at all.

"Whoosh!"

Just then, Feng Wuchen shot out from the energy ripples with even more terrifying speed, suddenly appearing right in front of Zhutianya.

"What?" Zhutianya’s face changed drastically, scared out of his wits.

Zhutianya was completely taken aback.

"Your strength is garbage! That attack just now, I didn’t feel a thing." Feng Wuchen coldly sneered.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Puff puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuchen’s iron fists and feet repeatedly landed on Zhutianya, the terrifying power making Zhutianya spit blood repeatedly, unable to resist at all.

In a blink of an eye, Zhutianya was severely injured and defeated, crashing hard into the giant pit below.

Even using spells, Feng Wuchen still relied on his domineering physical strength to forcefully crush!

The gap in power was too great.

Zhu Feng and other Demon Clan experts stood stunned, intensely shocked.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that the young Feng Wuchen had such terrifying strength.

"Didn’t use any force throughout, just relying on physical power, he could easily defeat a Five-Star Holy Emperor, what level is Feng Wuchen’s cultivation?" Zhu Feng was infinitely shocked, his eyes full of fear.

Feng Wuchen’s strength was terrifying.

"Zhu Chen, do you still want them to come up and get themselves killed?" Feng Wuchen coldly asked with a sneer.

Narrowing his deep-set eyes, Zhu Chen viciously said: "Feng Wuchen, this elder indeed underestimated you; Long Shihun crowned you as Supreme, this elder should have known you were not simple. But don’t think this little skill is enough to be arrogant before this elder; you’re not qualified."

"You shouldn’t have killed this elder’s most proud genius disciple."

"If you obediently reveal the method to enhance alchemist’s soul power, this elder might consider granting you a swift death; this elder can easily extract your memories."

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen shrugged, coldly sneering: "In the end, it’s still about the method to enhance soul power."

"Seems you intend for this elder to personally take action." Zhu Chen sinisterly said, an overwhelming, terrifying killing intent surging forth.

Feng Wuchen shrugged nonchalantly, coldly laughing: "Zhu Chen, to be honest, even if you take action, it might not avenge your disciple."

"Feng Wuchen, killing this old thing now would inevitably cause a great war; don’t forget the powerhouses of the Dragon God Holy Temple are still cultivating," The Great Emperor Shui Yan’s voice transmitted.

"Rest assured, senior Shui Yan, I don’t intend to kill him; I know the limits. However, without teaching him a lesson, this old thing will certainly target the Saint Emperor Clan," Feng Wuchen transmitted back.

Indeed, now was not the right time to kill Zhu Chen, or else it would definitely cause a great war.

"Such big words! How dare you be arrogant in front of the Second Elder!" Zhu Feng shouted angrily.

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

The moment Zhu Feng finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion, and Zhu Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body shooting out like a cannonball, his life or death unknown.

Upon witnessing this scene, Zhu Muran and others were scared out of their wits, utterly terrified.

"So fast! This elder didn’t even notice!" Zhu Chen was stunned, barely believing it.

Zhu Chen, a Saintly Honor expert, whose power was unquestionably terrifying.

Yet even with such mighty power, he failed to notice Feng Wuchen’s move.

"Whether I’m arrogant has nothing to do with you," Feng Wuchen coldly said arrogantly.

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