Dragon God Supreme

"With Emperor Huang Yan taking action, not just them, even the Martial Soul Holy Palace would be annihilated in an instant."

Dantong thought secretly, beginning to feel sorry for the mysterious figure and the mighty being behind him.

Of all people to provoke, they chose Feng Wuchen.

"White flames?" The mysterious figure frowned deeply, but soon his expression changed dramatically. His mind was filled with terror: "This... What is this aura? How can it possess such a terrifying pressure?"

With the appearance of the Ancestor of Myriad Flames, the temperature around the Blood Soul Pool soared tenfold.

The terrifying heat was unbearable even for the God Shadow guards.

Fortunately, Feng Wuchen controlled the flame’s temperature, otherwise as it surged, they might have been roasted alive.

The mysterious figure quickly powered up to resist the dreadful temperature.

The extremely fearsome ancient aura made the mysterious figure feel endless fear.

"Your face already shows fear, I believe the regretful expression will soon follow." Feng Wuchen said coldly, exuding a demeanor of complete control.

"Buzz!"

The fearsome power of the Eight-Star Saint Emperor erupted, with dark purple light bursting forth. The space within tens of thousands of feet was violently shaking, the blood within the Blood Soul Pool roiling fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the mysterious figure’s power surged to the level of a Nine-Star Saint Emperor, exuding a sinister and eerie aura.

"Supreme One, this is the power with corrosive abilities." The Grand Commander frowned, mentioning a power he would never forget in his lifetime.

"I’ve never seen this kind of power before." Dantong frowned as well.

"This sinister and strange power is much like the aura from the Gates of Hell, indeed very peculiar; even I have never seen it. The aura emanating from this person is not of a human, I have no idea what race he is." Feng Wuchen thought secretly.

"Kid, your flame is somewhat special, but relying on your strength is like seeking death." The mysterious figure said chillingly, as a fierce killing intent erupted.

"Is that so? I hope you can remain so arrogant in a moment." Feng Wuchen replied blankly.

"Supreme One, be very careful; his power possesses corrosive abilities." The Grand Commander reminded.

"I want to see what skills you have to speak so brazenly!" The mysterious figure shouted coldly, ready to attack Feng Wuchen.

"You’ll find out soon enough." Feng Wuchen sneered.

Just as the mysterious figure was about to strike, Feng Wuchen suddenly and unexpectedly appeared in front of him, his speed reaching an extreme level, beyond the mysterious figure’s response.

"What?" The mysterious figure’s face changed dramatically.

"The real show has just begun." Feng Wuchen sneered, then waved his hand, converting the white flames on his palm into hundreds of white light points that shot out.

In just the blink of an eye, hundreds of blood snakes trapping the God Shadow guards were evaporated by the terrifying Ancestor of Myriad Flames. The blood aura that permeated the Blood Soul Pool also evaporated.

"This... How is this possible?" The mysterious figure’s eyes nearly fell out.

The power of the blood snakes was extremely formidable; the mysterious figure was well aware that even a regular Saintly Honor expert could not break free and would be strangled to death.

But Feng Wuchen managed to evaporate those terrifying blood snakes with just a few white flame light points.

What an incredibly terrifying power!

"Such terrifying flames, I’ve never seen this before!" The Grand Commander was extremely fearful.

"Is this the horror of the first flames at the dawn of the world?" Dantong was equally shocked, his expression stiff, as if petrified.

Hundreds of God Shadow guards were also in deep shock, faces full of disbelief.

With an icy gaze fixed on the horrified mysterious figure, Feng Wuchen sneered: "How long do you think it would take for me to destroy the Blood Soul Pool?"

The mysterious figure trembled, fear evident in his eyes. He was scared.

"Whoosh!"

With a flip of his hand, Feng Wuchen condensed a white flame sword, pointing it downward. The white flame sword immediately transformed into a white lightning bolt and shot down.

"Sizzle!"

During the descent, due to the terrifying temperature, a large amount of blood aura evaporated, producing much steam. Finally, it landed in the Blood Soul Pool, causing the boiling blood to evaporate rapidly.

"Since the Ancestor of Myriad Flames appeared, the dangerous aura of the Blood Soul Pool has noticeably disappeared, the spreading blood aura evaporated." Dantong was beyond shocked, unable to imagine the terrifying degree of the Ancestor of Myriad Flames.

"What kind of flame is this? The power of the Blood Soul Pool contains necromantic energy, yet it cannot withstand the power and temperature of the flame!" The mysterious figure was full of terror and disbelief.

The mysterious figure could clearly feel that a lot of the Blood Soul Pool’s power had evaporated.

"Gulp..."

The Grand Commander and the God Shadow guards were all scared to death by the terrifying flame; they could not withstand such terrifying and domineering flames.

"The Supreme of the Dragon God Clan indeed possesses extraordinary skills, truly shocking to me."

At this moment, an ancient and majestic voice emanated from below the Blood Soul Pool.

A moment later, an old man, white-haired and wrinkled, emerged from the Blood Soul Pool.

A Saintly Honor expert!

A Saintly Honor expert with extremely terrifying strength!

"Eight-star Saint Venerable!" The Grand Commander frowned deeply, examining the old man.

"I’ve never seen this person before; who are they? Even in Ancient Times, such a race was never heard of." Dantong thought to himself.

A very unfamiliar face, emanating an aura identical to the mysterious figure.

Feng Wuchen coldly swept a glance at the old man, then waved his hand. In an instant, tens of thousands of terrifying white flame swords appeared in the air, their overwhelming power giving an unbeatable feeling.

"Elder, his flame is very frightening, and his cultivation is extremely high, completely undecipherable." The mysterious figure said respectfully.

The old man’s face was extremely solemn, not daring to underestimate Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen, your flames are indeed extraordinary, but before you act, you should think carefully whether you have the capability." The old man said deeply, his eyes deep and ruthless, staring at Feng Wuchen.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Wuchen’s face turned icy cold, immediately waving his hand. A white flame sword shot down, accompanied by a sharp, ear-piercing sonic boom, its attack forceful and unstoppable, the flame sword rushing towards the old man.

Seeing this, the old man’s face turned gloomy. His dry old hand stretched out, palm facing the flame sword, saying coldly: "Just this level of power?"

But as soon as the old man finished speaking, his pupils shrank fiercely, filled with horror.

The extremely terrifying power could not stop the white flame sword, the power dissipating eerily.

"Elder, be careful!" The mysterious figure exclaimed in panic.

"Buzz!"

The terrifying power of the Eight-star Saint Venerable burst forth as the old man raised both hands to meet it.

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

The domineering and terrifying flame sword struck hard on the old man’s palm, directly causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, his figure shooting away like a cannonball.

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