Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 991: Chapter 991: Reconciliation Chapter 991: Chapter 991: Reconciliation “Boom!”

“Buzzing!”

The Flame Dragon arrived in an instant, clashing fiercely with Luo Tianfeng. A thunderous explosion shook the heavens and earth, as fearsome energy was transformed into wind blades that swept across, instantly reducing the surrounding mountains to ash, while the sea surface formed a gigantic vortex of tens of thousands of feet deep that seemed capable of devouring everything.

When First Transformation powerhouses clashed, their destructive power could be described as heaven-shattering and earth-shattering.

“Such immense power!” Luo Tianfeng was terrified, never expecting to encounter such a formidable opponent after many years without leaving the Western Sea.

“This is no ordinary foe!” The Flame Dragon frowned and muttered to himself, clearly regarding the opponent as just as powerful, at least not someone to be underestimated.

The two only clashed once before ceasing their fight.

“Who might you be?” asked Luo Tianfeng with a frown, certain he had never seen the Flame Dragon before, let alone knew its origins.

“Dragon Clan,” the Flame Dragon replied indifferently.

“Dragon Clan?” Luo Tianfeng’s expression changed dramatically, his face full of shock.

“Your strength is not weak,” the Flame Dragon said. “Since the West Sea Sect has lost, why bother pursuing it further?”

“Indeed, the West Sea Sect has lost, but this does not mean the rules of the West Sea Sect can be violated. Feng Wuchen breaking into the West Sea Sect is a capital offense!” Luo Tianfeng coldly declared, seeming unwilling to compromise.

Although the Flame Dragon was strong, Luo Tianfeng’s power was also quite terrifying. If a real fight were to break out, it was hard to say who would win or lose.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

At that moment, the six major elders of the West Sea Sect along with the strong in the Divinity Transformation Realm arrived, flying over with an immensely terrifying formation.

“First Transformation God Realm!” The lead elder’s expression turned serious upon seeing the Flame Dragon.

“This person’s aura is incredibly fearsome, and his strength may well be on par with our Sect Master,” commented the Second Elder with a frown, shocked deep down.

The Flame Dragon cast a casual glance over the Divinity Transformation Realm strong from the West Sea Sect and then said, “The West Sea Sect has long maintained peace with the Mainland. I’m sure you would also prefer not to start a war over this matter. Why not reduce a major issue to a minor one?”

“Absolutely not! The rules set by the West Sea Sect were also agreed upon by the Mainland. You were the first to break them!” one elder retorted angrily.

“Aren’t you breaking the rules now? Look under your feet; this is the Mainland,” came Feng Wuchen’s voice.

“Damn it! We’re here to chase you!” an elder exploded in rage.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and said with a smile, “Then we’re even.”

“You!” Seeing Feng Wuchen’s carefree attitude, the elder was infuriated.

“If I didn’t forcibly enter, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to provoke or make the wager, and thus I wouldn’t have obtained the Nine-Colored Phoenix Tail Leaf. I had no other choice, so I apologize for any offense,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

Hearing this, Luo Tianfeng’s face changed slightly, and he asked in amazement, “Was all of this part of your plan?”

“Indeed,” Feng Wuchen admitted. “I knew the West Sea Sect’s rules. If I wanted the herbs, I had to break in. In unusual times, unusual methods are needed. I am in dire need of the Nine-Colored Phoenix Tail Leaf. Esteemed sirs, if I can refine the Nine-Rank Amber Pill, I will surely not forget your generosity. Could we consider that as compensation for breaking into the West Sea Sect?”

At this moment, Feng Wuchen no longer displayed the arrogance he had at the West Sea Sect.

“Nine-Rank Amber Pill?” Luo Tianfeng frowned deeply, his tone carrying a hint of doubt.

How could Luo Tianfeng believe Feng Wuchen was capable of refining a Nine-rank Pill?

“Are you a Ninth Grade Alchemist?” the lead elder asked in shock, staring incredulously at Feng Wuchen.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen then activated a wisp of Soul Power to prove his identity as an Alchemist.

“Ninth Grade Alchemist!” The Grand Elder exclaimed in shock, his face losing composure, stunned to the core.

“Indeed, a Ninth Grade Alchemist!” The other Divinity Transformation Realm experts also cried out in surprise, their eyes almost popping out in amazement.

“What?” Luo Tianfeng looked at the Grand Elder in astonishment, then turned his gaze to Feng Wuchen.

None of them could believe that the youthful Feng Wuchen was actually a Ninth Grade Alchemist.

Throughout the entire Mainland, those who had reached the level of Ninth Grade Alchemist were few and far between, essentially unseen.

How could such a figure emerge in a young successor? How could they believe it?

“A single Nine-Rank Amber Pill is enough to allow an elder to step into the Second Transformation realm,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile, absolutely confident in the allure of a Nine-rank Pill.

“Who is Wang Jiuzhong to you?” Luo Tianfeng asked with a frown.

“So it seems you are acquainted with the Grand Elder of Holy Soul Academy,” Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

“He is the disciple of the Hall Master!” Luan Shen interjected.

“Di… Disciple?” Luo Tianfeng and the Grand Elder, among others, had a sudden change in expression, a tsunami of shock surging in their hearts as they looked towards Luan Shen in utter astonishment.

The Grand Elder of Holy Soul Academy, an Eighth-Rank Alchemist, is actually Feng Wuchen’s disciple!

Shocking! Absolutely shocking!

Luo Tianfeng and the others felt as if they were frightened to the point of a heart attack.

“How is this possible… He is actually your disciple?” Luo Tianfeng wore an expression of disbelief, his face rigid with shock.

Luo Tianfeng had thought that Feng Wuchen was Wang Jiuzhong’s pupil, but it turned out to be the exact opposite.

“In recent years, the Mainland has undergone tremendous changes. Now, the three major territories are under the control of the Hall Master, and the Dragon God Alliance, Immortal Tool Pavilion, Beixuan Sect, and Holy Soul Academy have all submitted. The Divine Palace of the Divine King has been destroyed by us, and now the Hall Master is the Alliance Hierarch!” Bai Mie added proudly.

“Immortal Tool Pavilion, Beixuan Sect, Holy Soul Academy have all submitted?” Luo Tianfeng and the others were even more shocked, their souls nearly flying out of their bodies.

Dozens of Divinity Transformation Realm experts from the West Sea Sect stood there like petrified chickens.

These were some of the most prominent entities on the Mainland, yet now they were all submitting to a young man, which seemed absolutely ludicrous.

“The West Sea Sect is isolated from the world, how would you know? I am not scared to tell you that the Pavilion Master of Immortal Tool Pavilion is also a disciple of the Hall Master,” Bai Mie continued, seemingly determined to not rest until Luo Tianfeng and the others were terrified to death.

Luo Tianfeng and the others were completely dumbfounded, shaking uncontrollably from the shock.

Seeing the stunned Luo Tianfeng and the others, Feng Wuchen seriously said, “Now, the Demon Clan is rampant across the Mainland, threatening the existence and survival of various forces large and small. The Nine-rank Pill is our only hope. If we lose, the Mainland will be ruled by the Demon Clan, and even your West Sea Sect will not escape destruction.”

After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued, “Elder, you possess great strength and the West Sea Sect may also be able to aid us. Of course, if you are unwilling, I won’t force you. We’ve offended you before, and we hope for your understanding.”

“A Nine-Rank Amber Pill!” After a long silence, Luo Tianfeng finally spoke.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen smiled joyfully, “Good! Once the elixir is successfully refined, I will surely have it delivered to the West Sea Sect.”

Luo Tianfeng gave in, and Feng Wuchen also breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hmph! I hope you keep your word!” Luo Tianfeng snorted coldly.

“Please rest assured, elder!” Feng Wuchen smiled and said.

“Let’s go!” said Luo Tianfeng, just about to leave, but then he stopped.

He turned back to look at Feng Wuchen, waved his hand, and a stream of nine-colored radiance shot out, saying, “The Nine-Colored Phoenix Tail Leaf, the West Sea Sect only has three. I’ll give you the remaining two as well!”