Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 767: Chapter 767: Destruction Chapter 767: Chapter 767: Destruction “He’s got some strength.”

Zhang Xuanmu said coldly, his eyes narrowing slightly, his ferocious killing intent undisguised.

“Boom!”

As he spoke, Zhang Xuanmu exerted his full power and immediately stepped on the ground, his body turning into a streak of black lightning shooting out, arriving in an instant.

“Boom!”

“Buzz!”

Zhang Xuanmu’s vicious palm struck Feng Wuchen’s chest. Feng Wuchen stood still, and with a thunderous explosion, the force of this palm was even more terrifying than before, shaking the Xuan Ying Sect with its shockwaves.

What shocked Zhang Xuanmu was that his palm still couldn’t move Feng Wuchen an inch!

“This…” Zhang Xuanmu’s face filled with shock, he couldn’t even finish his sentence as he stared at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes.

“…” The tens of thousands of disciples of the Xuan Ying Sect were silent, all stunned like statues.

Feng Wuchen remained unmoved, not employing any power, relying entirely on his body to endure Zhang Xuanmu’s terrible force.

Strong! Incredibly strong!

That was Zhang Xuanmu’s first reaction!

Shocked! Zhang Xuanmu was utterly shocked!

Zhang Xuanmu had never seen such a powerful junior before! This was the most terrifying being he had ever encountered in battle, a young man nearly twenty!

Zhang Xuanmu struggled to look down, saw his own palm, which had indeed struck Feng Wuchen’s chest, and the terrible force had indeed hit Feng Wuchen.

But in that instant, it was as if a stone had sunk into the ocean, without any reaction, feeling like it was devoured, and also feeling like it was neutralized.

“How is this possible…” Zhang Xuanmu’s body began to tremble.

Looking at the increasingly terrified Zhang Xuanmu, Feng Wuchen’s palm was already pressing on Zhang Xuanmu’s brow, scaring Zhang Xuanmu out of his wits.

“No… don’t…” Fear filled Zhang Xuanmu’s heart.

“Big brother!” The disciples of the Xuan Ying Sect cried out in alarm!

“Go report to the Sect Master and the Elders quickly!” someone yelled in panic.

“Boom!”

“Puh!”

The power of annihilation was triggered, exploding suddenly with a ‘boom’, the domineering force causing Zhang Xuanmu to spit out blood, his form shooting out like a black line.

“Tianji Realm Sixth Layer! How is this possible!” Zhang Xuanmu’s heart shook violently. Being at the same Sixth Layer of the Tianji Realm, why was there such a huge gap in strength?

Zhang Xuanmu flew back to where he came from and crashed into the Xuan Ying Sect’s stairs, destroying them.

Zhang Xuanmu was severely injured!

Just one palm, and the eldest disciple of the Xuan Ying Sect was defeated, unable to withstand a single blow.

“Big brother!” The disciples were terrified, the fierce demeanor they had before was now replaced with fear.

“Call out your Sect Master and Elders!” Feng Wuchen said coldly, his chilling killing intent spreading and covering the entire Xuan Ying Sect.

“Your Sect Master and Elders were the ones injured by Brother Feng. With your little ability, you still dare to show off in front of Brother Feng, truly courting death!” Liu Qingyang responded with a cold laugh, looking at the arrogant Zhang Xuanmu with a mocking face.

“What? The Sect Master and Elders were injured by you?” Zhang Xuanmu and the disciples of the Xuan Ying Sect’s faces changed drastically at the same time.

“Who dares to run wild in my Xuan Ying Sect?” Amidst the disciples’ shock, from within the grand hall, Su Li, three Elders, and other high-ranking members hurried out, accompanied by Su Li’s angry shout.

But when Su Li and the others came out and saw Feng Wuchen and his people, their faces instantly stiffened, fear slowly crawling onto their expressions.

“It’s him!” Su Li suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, seeing Feng Wuchen as if he had seen a ghost.

“Why have they come?” the Second Elder asked, fear written all over his face.

Only a day had passed, and their injuries had hardly recovered when Feng Wuchen unexpectedly showed up at their doorstep again.

“Sect Master, was it him who injured you all?” the First Elder asked with a frown, a look of astonishment on his face.

“Yes, it was him! It was him! This young man’s strength is terrifyingly formidable! The four of us couldn’t beat him even when we joined forces!” the Third Elder said tremblingly, his fear extreme and a strong sense of unease welling up in his heart.

“Joined forces? The severely injured Zhang Xuanmu’s pale face turned to stone upon hearing this.”

The disciples of the Xuan Ying Sect were dumbfounded. With a cultivation at the fifth layer of the Tianji Realm, he could defeat their Sect Master and Elders, four against one?

No wonder Su Li and the others were as frightened as if they had seen a ghost upon seeing Feng Wuchen.

“What are you here for?” Su Li asked, struggling to suppress the fear in his heart.

“Did you kill the townspeople of Qingyang Town?” Feng Wuchen asked indifferently, his icy gaze fixating on Su Li.

“Qingyang Town?” The Second Elder’s old face suddenly changed, and then he shook his head as if clueless, saying, “It definitely wasn’t us; we have never been to Qingyang Town.”

“You little bastard, is it that whoever dies, you pin the blame on our Xuan Ying Sect?” Su Li asked angrily.

“Something went wrong in the Illusory Mountain Range, and all the people in Qingyang Town were killed. If it wasn’t you, then who else could it be?” someone yelled angrily, and the others echoed in agreement, firmly accusing the Xuan Ying Sect.

Su Li’s face twisted with ferocity, and he said through clenched teeth, “Nonsense! Do you have any evidence?”

“We don’t need evidence!” Feng Wuchen said chillingly, “You’re really out of luck. I don’t know who was so careless, but hundreds of people in Qingyang Town were killed. Unfortunately for you, there was one survivor, injured by a sharp weapon, yet not fatally.”

“What?” With that, the faces of Su Li and the Second Elder, among others, underwent a drastic change.

There was a survivor? Why hadn’t they seen anyone? Weren’t they all dead? The bodies were clearly all cremated by Feng Wuchen; how could there be a survivor?

Everyone was filled with doubts.

“It’s impossible for there to be a survivor! With their level of cultivation, they couldn’t possibly withstand my attack!” Suddenly, a high-ranking member blurted out in panic.

“Withstand your attack?” Ye Tianwei’s vicious gaze immediately locked onto that person, saying coldly, “So, it was you who did it!”

“Slip of the tongue, huh?” Liu Qingyang said with a mocking, cold laugh.

“Dammit!” Su Li was furious, wishing he could slap the high-ranking member to death with one palm.

“This is preposterous! Are you trying to get us all killed?” the Second Elder roared at the high-ranking member.

“Whoosh!”

At this moment, Feng Wuchen’s figure appeared before the high-ranking member in an eerily strange manner, his fingertip touching the center of the man’s forehead.

“No… don’t…” The high-ranking member was in utter despair, his body shaking and his eyes wide with fear.

“Destruction!”

Feng Wuchen let out a cold shout, showing no mercy.

Following Feng Wuchen’s cold shout, as Su Li and the disciples of the Xuan Ying Sect looked on in utter shock and fear, the high-ranking member’s body began to slowly vanish, and eventually, his life force disappeared completely.

Deathly silence! A deathly silence fell over the Xuan Ying Sect!

What kind of power was this? What kind of martial technique?

With just a light touch, a cultivator of the sixth layer of the Tianji Realm was silently and utterly annihilated.

Fear permeated every corner of the Xuan Ying Sect; they had witnessed the most horrifying sight imaginable.

“He wouldn’t annihilate all the people of Qingyang Town without reason. The one who gave the order was you, Su Li!” Feng Wuchen’s icy gaze swept towards Su Li, his voice cold as ice.