Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1029: Chapter 1029: Heart-Wrenching Pain

Domination Territory.

A vast area, everywhere fires of war rise, blood flows into rivers, much like hell itself.

After the great battle, Domination Territory was likewise left unrecognizable.

Feng Wuchen flew through the sky, looking down at the many cultivators who had died tragically, a strong sense of grief surging in his heart.

Passing by each power, the sight of dead human cultivators was shocking, too gruesome to bear.

“The resisting forces, all have been slaughtered, the ferocity of the Demon Clan, compared to myself in the past, is a hundred times more brutal, at least I never laid hands on children and women back then.” Wild Panther frowned, seeing these harsh scenes filled him with rage.

“Swoosh!”

Sensing a weak breath, Feng Wuchen immediately flashed down, only to discover an elder who had not yet fully passed.

“Hang in there!” Feng Wuchen immediately took out an elixir and administered it to him.

Wild Panther standing beside, shook his head slightly, knowing the elder’s injuries were too severe, his organs shattered, there was nothing that could be done.

“Alliance… Hierarch… finally… I get to see you… we… we couldn’t stop the demons…” The elder tightly grasped Feng Wuchen’s hand, filled with guilt and self-blame, but before he could finish his words, the hand clinging to Feng Wuchen’s arm had fallen.

The elder no longer breathed.

Feng Wuchen’s eyes moistened, his emotions heavy.

An elder he had never met before, held on until now, just to report to him.

At that moment, Feng Wuchen felt as if his heart was being pierced by a blade, the pain was unbearable.

This kind of heartache was unlike any other.

“If only I could have arrived sooner, perhaps you…” Feng Wuchen was heartbroken, struggling to breathe.

At that moment, Feng Wuchen desired power more than ever before, the kind that could defeat the Devil Monarch.

But, such a thought was clearly unrealistic, because it was simply not possible.

Looking at the dead cultivators, Feng Wuchen’s heart bled, the excruciating pain was unbearable.

The palace of this power had been leveled to the ground, filled with resentment and the stench of blood.

“Rest in peace, I, Feng Wuchen, swear on my head, I will annihilate the Demon Clan, to avenge you all!” Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth, holding back his tears from falling.

“Truly a tenacious human, no, to be precise, a strong human.” Wild Panther, looking at Feng Wuchen, began to somewhat admire him.

“Wild Panther, do you think we still have hope?” Suppressing the grief and pain in his heart, Feng Wuchen asked.

Wild Panther looked at Feng Wuchen and did not speak; he could see how sorrowful Feng Wuchen was.

“Just now that student from the academy asked me, I even failed to give him a definite answer, I don’t know if even I feel there’s no hope left.” Feng Wuchen said somberly.

“I don’t know about others, but for you, I think there is still hope. From the first glance I had of you, I felt you were different from others, but where exactly, I can’t even pinpoint, it’s an intuition.” Wild Panther responded.

“Intuition, huh?” Feng Wuchen’s face showed a hint of self-mockery.

“Are you thinking of giving up?” Wild Panther asked.

“I don’t know.” Feng Wuchen shook his head, feeling very downcast.

The Mainland’s great powers, in front of the Demon Clan, couldn’t withstand a single blow.

Dragon Clan, Rakshasa tribe, Phoenix Demon Race, Baili Clan–the four transcendent powers’ top warriors all heavily injured.

Both Domination Territory and Northern Profound Domain defeated, countless cultivators brutally killed, the strong wounded, the captives taken.

All of this, undeniably foreshadowing the imminent doom of the Mainland.

The entire Mainland surface was filled with the aura of death, devoid of any hope.

“You carry the fate of all humanity on the Mainland, they are all waiting for you to rescue them, waiting for you to defeat the Devil Monarch. I know the pressure is huge, but you must face this. If even you give up, the Mainland is truly finished,” Wild Panther advised.

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, trying his best not to think too much.

“Now is not the time to give up, there are still many people waiting for me to rescue them. Let’s go, to Cloud Sky Palace. Chi Yuan and Beixuan Sect Master are still imprisoned,” Feng Wuchen said calmly, forcibly suppressing the heavy burden in his heart.

“The one in charge of Cloud Sky Palace is no weakling, at the peak of Ninth Level of Divinity Transformation Realm,” Wild Panther said.

“Rescue first, then kill,” Feng Wuchen said coldly, his eyes’ sorrow replaced by murderous intent.

“Shoo shoo!”

Feng Wuchen and Wild Panther flew towards Cloud Sky Palace, annihilating any force occupied by the Demon Clan they encountered along the way mercilessly.

Cloud Sky Palace, one of the mighty powers of the domain, second only in strength to the Divine Palace of the Divine King, is a major power initially under the Divine Palace.

It has now been occupied by the Demon Clan.

The high-ranking members of Immortal Tool Pavilion and Beixuan Sect were all imprisoned in the Cloud Sky Palace.

“A genius favored by the Devil Monarch.” Inside the hall, a middle-aged man slightly opened his eyes, his lips curling up into a sinister smile.

“Shoo shoo!”

On the square of Cloud Sky Palace, Feng Wuchen and Wild Panther suddenly appeared, startling the strong demons.

The terrifying aura of Wild Panther’s Third Transformation, like a towering mountain, mercilessly pressed down on the Demon Clan members.

“Feng Wuchen!”

“Wild Panther! Wild Panther is here!”

“Mo Qi protector! Wild… Wild Panther!”

The members of the Demon Clan started shouting in panic.

“Mo Qi protector?” Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, having fought against the Demon Clan for so long, he had never heard of this person before.

“Boom!”

At the entrance of the Cloud Sky Palace hall, a sudden explosion sounded, the panic-stricken Demon Clan members burst into the hall and were immediately blasted out by a terrifying force, instantly killing a dozen of them.

“Anyone who dares to flee, dies!” A commanding shout came from the hall, with a majestic aura, the terrifying presence reaching the peak of the Ninth Level of Divinity Transformation Realm.

It must be said, the strength of the Demon Clan is indeed terrifying.

The strong demons and many clan members were scared witless, pale-faced and trembling.

Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and said, “Killing your own people, you really are ruthless.”

A middle-aged man slowly walked out from the hall, his body emanated an evil aura and his unwelcoming gaze sized up Feng Wuchen.

Mo Qi smiled and said, “Welcome, Great General of the Demon Clan.”

“There really are quite a few protectors in the Demon Clan,” Feng Wuchen said coldly, also sizing up Mo Qi.

Hearing this, Mo Qi said, “I’m just a protector leading the Demon Clan’s army, nowhere near the status of Blood Demon Protector. Blood Demon is the Great Protector of the Demon Clan, I’m just a minor protector.”

“What brings the Great General to the domain?” Mo Qi asked with a sinister smile, showing no signs of fear at all.

Even faced with Wild Panther’s terrifying oppression, Mo Qi still appeared very calm and composed.

“It’s nothing much, just release the people from Immortal Tool Pavilion and Beixuan Sect, and I’ll appoint you as the Great General of the Demon Clan,” Feng Wuchen said with a playful smile.

“The Great General jests. If the Great General wants me to release them, I will do so,” Mo Qi said with a slight sinister smile, appearing to follow the orders.