Dragon God Supreme

"Brother Feng, are you really sure it’s fine? That’s the Martial Soul Holy Palace we’re talking about."

Seeing Feng Wuchen so calm, not even considering the Martial Soul Holy Palace a threat, Xiao Yun asked worriedly.

The strength of the Martial Soul Holy Palace is in no way inferior to the Dragon God Holy Temple, with its influence spread across the four major regions of the Southwest, North, and Xuan, not to mention its collusion with the Demon Clan.

Such terrifying power, the Martial Soul Holy Palace is not to be trifled with.

If war really breaks out, the Martial Soul Holy Palace will not be afraid in the slightest.

Su Qingfeng frowned slightly, worrying, "Brother Feng, this has already happened a few days ago. If the Martial Soul Holy Palace comes now, we won’t be able to protect the Rakshasa Holy Temple."

"They haven’t come yet, have they? If you don’t want to cultivate, go help me find information about the Rebirth Holy Mystery Jade." Feng Wuchen said nonchalantly, flying away immediately.

"If Brother Feng isn’t worried, why are you all so anxious?" Seven Stars threw out a sentence and immediately followed up.

Xiang Changjue shrugged, saying, "Perhaps we’re overthinking. Brother Feng is the Supreme of the Dragon God Holy Temple; he’s not afraid to swagger around in the Profound Holy Realm, so we shouldn’t worry unnecessarily. Everyone, go find information about the Rebirth Holy Mystery Jade."

"Wait, Rebirth Holy Mystery Jade? A top material for crafting spatial treasures!" Xiang Changjue reacted instantly as he finished speaking, dumbfounded on the spot.

"Rebirth Holy Mystery Jade is not easy to find!"

"Brother Feng wants to craft a spatial treasure!"

Su Qingfeng and the others were extremely shocked, yet also extremely excited.

Soon after Feng Wuchen and Seven Stars left, the Demon Clan members who were secretly watching followed them.

"They were monitoring the Rakshasa Holy Temple, apparently just waiting for me to appear." Feng Wuchen slightly curled his lips, noticing the Demon Clan members trailing behind.

Along the way, the Demon Clan members didn’t make a move, always maintaining a certain distance, which made Feng Wuchen feel a bit puzzled.

"Sir, we’ve waited so many days, why not make a move? Feng Wuchen is going to the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, a perfect opportunity to act." One of the Demon Clan members asked, puzzled.

"Many of our clan have already died by his hands; acting rashly will only alert him. If Feng Wuchen dares to tread the Profound Holy Realm so brazenly, he must have an ace up his sleeve. Also, our mission isn’t to deal with Feng Wuchen." The leading Demon Clan man said gravely.

"Elder Nangong Xuan, Feng Wuchen is heading towards the Soul-Pillar Pagoda." The leading Demon Clan expert reported to Nangong Xuan.

In the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, receiving the message, Nangong Xuan’s old face immediately darkened.

"It seems my guess was right, Feng Wuchen, you had a chance but didn’t cherish it. Do you really think the Martial Soul Holy Palace doesn’t dare to touch you? You’re bringing this on yourself, and Long Shi Hun can’t save you." Nangong Xuan said viciously.

Nangong Xuan was sure Feng Wuchen wouldn’t withdraw the Rakshasa Holy Temple from the Profound Holy Realm, so he specifically had someone send a message.

"Xiayuqing, intercept and kill Feng Wuchen immediately, he’s on his way, leave no corpse." Nangong Xuan directly ordered.

"Kill Feng Wuchen?" Xiayuqing was stunned, unsure, asked, "Elder, do we really need to kill Feng Wuchen?"

Feng Wuchen is the Supreme of the Dragon God Holy Temple, killing him would mean war, and war with the Dragon God Holy Temple would surely lead to mutual destruction.

"The Martial Soul Holy Palace has already given him a chance, ignoring the Martial Soul Holy Palace means insulting it, and for insulting the Martial Soul Holy Palace, he must die. Wu Qi died in the Dragon God Realm, Feng Wuchen dying in our Profound Holy Realm is no different." Nangong Xuan said coldly.

"Yes! Elder!" Xiayuqing responded respectfully, immediately leading several Shenghuang experts to move out.

Nangong Xuan had given the order, and Xiayuqing dared not question it further.

"Feng Wuchen, since it’s an order from the Elder, I won’t hold back this time. Killing the Supreme of the Dragon God Holy Temple, the Ancient Profound Venerable and the Elder will surely reward me handsomely, you’d better be prepared." Xiayuqing thought with a vicious cold smile, clenching his fists.

The previous incident at the Soul-Pillar Pagoda had embarrassed Xiayuqing greatly, something he held a grudge over.

This time, with the chance to kill Feng Wuchen, Xiayuqing wouldn’t hold back.

Half an hour later, Xiayuqing and three Shenghuang experts arrived at a Sacred Mountain.

"Let’s wait here, Feng Wuchen is bound to pass through." Xiayuqing said with a cold smile, full of anticipation.

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"Huh?" On the way to the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, Feng Wuchen suddenly frowned, gazing ahead.

"Brother Feng, what’s wrong?" Seven Stars asked.

Feng Wuchen stopped, expressionless, saying, "Since you’re after me, show yourselves."

"Lord Supreme, we meet again." Just as Seven Stars finished speaking, a sinister cold laugh came from the void.

"That’s Xiayuqing’s voice! The talented Alchemist of the Martial Soul Holy Palace!" Seven Stars frowned deeply.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Three figures shot out from a Sacred Mountain, none other than Xiayuqing and the three Shenghuang experts.

"Is there something you need?" Feng Wuchen glanced at Xiayuqing and asked.

Xiayuqing crossed his arms and laughed lightly, "Originally nothing, but since you trespassed the Profound Holy Realm, now there is. The Martial Soul Holy Palace gave you a chance, considering you are the Supreme of the Dragon God Holy Temple and the face of the three great ancestors of the Dragon God Clan, but unfortunately you ignored it. Ignoring the Martial Soul Holy Palace means death!"

"So much nonsense, it’s just to kill me, right? Just say so." Feng Wuchen shrugged with a cold smile, showing no sign of worry.

Xiayuqing shrugged, a contemptuous cold smile on his face.

Feng Wuchen pointed at Seven Stars, saying with a smile, "Seven Stars is originally from the Profound Holy Realm, not from the Dragon God Holy Temple, he can leave, right?"

"Of course, as long as they’re not from the Dragon God Holy Temple, the Profound Holy Realm welcomes them." Xiayuqing grinned coldly, his goal was to kill Feng Wuchen, other people were irrelevant.

"Seven Stars, head to the Soul-Pillar Pagoda and find a person named Gongsun Wuqing." Feng Wuchen communicated.

"Got it!" Seven Stars responded and immediately flew away.

"Prepare yourself, Feng Wuchen!" Xiayuqing coldly laughed, a powerful aura began to spread.

"Buzz buzz!"

The mighty power of the Seven Stars Shenghuang erupted, dazzling blue light sparkled, creating rippling gales that shook the space wherever it passed.

"Xiayuqing, since the Alchemist competition, your cultivation hasn’t advanced at all. So, planning to bully me with numbers?" Feng Wuchen asked with a playful look.

"Don’t worry, they’re just here to watch, it’s enough for me alone to handle you, Feng Wuchen. I won’t hold back this time." Xiayuqing coldly laughed, his eyes flashing with fierce killing intent.

"Bang!"

As he spoke, Xiayuqing immediately stepped into the void, transforming into a blue lightning bolt, shooting out almost instantly.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen’s mouth curved into a dangerous smile, with a cold sneer, "Oh? Is that so? You’re that confident?"

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