Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1179: Chapter 1179 Fairy Yu Yan

Feng Wuchen’s single statement stunned the entire crowd.

Even those late-stage Heavenly Monarch experts were filled with apprehension toward Feng Wuchen at this moment.

One strike to kill a mid-stage Heavenly Monarch—who would dare attempt such a thing?

Feng Wuchen took advantage of the situation and withdrew, glancing briefly at Qiao Sanfeng before flying away.

With Qin Hao and the three Qin Family Elders dead, the Qin Family was now leaderless.

Qin Feng fainted on the spot.

The Qin Family had fallen completely, and any hopes of revival were now impossible in this lifetime.

From this day forward, the Qin Family would inevitably decline, giving their enemies the perfect chance to seek revenge. The Qin Family’s demise was certain.

A wrong decision had doomed the entire Qin Family.

The scene remained deathly silent as everyone was still gripped with terror. That streak of black light from Feng Wuchen had been horrifying, etched deeply into their hearts, unforgettable for a lifetime.

In their minds, the image of the black light piercing through Qin Hao replayed over and over, as if on an infinite loop, evoking fear each time it reappeared.

Less than two minutes after Feng Wuchen left, the experts from the Moon God Palace arrived, but it was too late.

The newcomer was none other than Jiang Shuihan, the Grand Commander of the Moon God Palace, a late-stage Heavenly Monarch.

”One strike to kill Qin Hao? What kind of technique is this powerful?” Jiang Shuihan frowned slightly, his tone cold. ”No wonder he was able to kill Zhang Lingshan and the others. This Wind Shadow truly has some skill.”

”Grand Commander, among those of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, it’s clear that no one but you can deal with him now,” another Heavenly Monarch said with a frown.

Jiang Shuihan narrowed his eyes menacingly and said, ”I would very much like to meet him myself.”

Fixing his gaze on Qiao Sanfeng, Jiang Shuihan asked, ”Third Elder, I heard that you’re quite acquainted with Wind Shadow?”

”Including this time, we’ve met three times. Whether that counts as close or not, I can’t say. I’m just a businessman—business is business,” Qiao Sanfeng replied with a faint smile.

”Don’t risk the business association. If you lose it, you won’t be able to explain yourself to the president,” Jiang Shuihan said coldly.

”There’s no need for you to worry about that,” Qiao Sanfeng replied indifferently.

”Wind Shadow shouldn’t have gone far. Chase after him immediately,” Jiang Shuihan ordered, the aura emanating from his body making it impossible to suppress the fear in the surrounding people.

”Yes, Grand Commander!” Several Heavenly Monarch experts immediately chased in the direction of the Tianying Pavilion.

”Wind Shadow, I will find a way to make you show yourself,” Jiang Shuihan thought coldly.

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”Whoosh!”

A black shadow darted across the void at astonishing speed.

This person was none other than Feng Wuchen.

”Wiping out the Glazed Light Sect, severely wounding the Qin Family, and killing so many of the Moon God Palace’s experts—Chi Qingshan must be so furious he’s spitting blood,” Feng Wuchen murmured to himself with a laugh.

”Hmm? Such beautiful music, coming from that direction.” On his way back to the Tianying Pavilion, Feng Wuchen suddenly caught the sound of a mesmerizingly melodious tune as he passed by a mountain peak.

He halted in midair and looked toward the source of the music, drawn by its charm. Then, he flew toward it.

Atop the mountain, there was an artificial pavilion. A gorgeous woman in a white gauzy dress was playing a captivating tune, her music heavenly and intoxicating.

Her long black hair cascaded down, swaying with the breeze. Her demeanor was otherworldly, her posture elegant, and every movement radiated a pure and serene aura.

In the surrounding forest, even the birds and beasts had fallen silent, listening quietly to the enchanting melody.

Feng Wuchen approached the pavilion cautiously, taking care not to disturb the woman’s performance.

”An Innate Grade Immortal Artifact.” Feng Wuchen immediately discerned that the zither was an Innate Grade Immortal Artifact.

”The music is beautiful, the person even more so. A beauty paired with an immortal zither—but such a splendid and melodious tune carries a trace of sorrow, evoking pity,” Feng Wuchen muttered softly, as if the undertone of sorrow had stirred his own emotions.

The woman’s playing resonated deeply, demonstrating the mastery of her zither skills.

”The fact that you can detect a trace of sorrow in this beautiful tune, young master, proves that you’ve experienced things of your own,” the woman suddenly said, as if she had overheard Feng Wuchen. Her clear, pleasant voice was extremely soothing to the ears.

”My apologies for disturbing the fairy,” Feng Wuchen said hurriedly with an apologetic tone.

”No need to apologize,” the woman replied as she stopped playing. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Feng Wuchen, and she smiled softly. ”You are the first to ever listen to my music.”

The woman continued, ”My name is Yu Yan. How should I address you, young master?”

”Feng Wuchen,” Feng Wuchen answered simply, his gaze toward Yu Yan devoid of any impure thoughts, admiring her solely for her beauty and music.

”This woman hides her true strength well. Even I can’t discern her cultivation level. My instincts tell me this woman is not simple—her strength is likely unfathomable,” Feng Wuchen thought to himself, curious about Yu Yan’s background.

Indeed, there was no fluctuation of aura from Yu Yan, making it impossible to judge her specific cultivation.

A celestial beauty such as this was bound to have an extraordinary origin.

”Feng Wuchen?” Yu Yan looked at Feng Wuchen in surprise, then said, ”So, young master is the renowned ’Wind Shadow,’ the gold-ranked assassin of the Tianying Pavilion. I apologize for my rudeness.”

Feng Wuchen chuckled lightly. ”Do I not look the part?”

”Not at all,” Yu Yan replied with a gentle shake of her head, her delicate face showing no hint of fear or panic.

”Yu Yan, your tune carries a trace of sorrow. May I ask what weighs on your heart to infuse such melancholy into such a beautiful melody?” Feng Wuchen asked curiously.

Yu Yan stood slowly, her beautiful eyes gazing into the distance. In a soft voice, she said, ”The world’s sorrows are countless. I was merely lamenting the impermanence of life.”

”The corruption and decadence of the Divine Clan’s celestial authority have caused countless people in the Heavenly Realm to endure humiliation and oppression, yet we are powerless to change it,” Yu Yan sighed with sorrow.

”The collapse of the Divine Clan’s celestial authority is inevitable,” Feng Wuchen said firmly.

”But if the celestial authority of the Divine Clan falls, chaos will surely follow in the Heavenly Realm,” Yu Yan replied, her expression one of conflict and indecision.

”Not necessarily,” Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile. ”When the celestial authority falls, and once the Heavenly Sovereign and the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors are eradicated, the people of the Heavenly Realm will coexist as equals, free from humiliation and oppression.”

”To think that an assassin of your stature harbors such noble ideals! Frankly, I, too, look forward to that day. It’s been a pleasure meeting you. Until we meet again,” Yu Yan said with a light laugh.

Before Feng Wuchen could reply, Yu Yan disappeared without a trace, as if she had never been there.

”Her cultivation is indeed extraordinary. She is likely already at the Heavenly God Realm,” Feng Wuchen speculated silently.

”Such a beautiful melody—what a pity,” Feng Wuchen muttered, shaking his head before flying off.

After Feng Wuchen departed, Yu Yan reappeared in a flash.

”Wind Shadow truly carries the aura of the Dragon God Clan, and he even wields Divine Power. His lineage is no ordinary Dragon God Clan—we can be sure of that much. Wind Shadow is undoubtedly a member of the Dragon God Clan,” Yu Yan surmised thoughtfully.

”The Divine Power he possesses is neither the Celestial Gang Divine Power, nor the Asura Divine Power, nor the Death Divine Power, but rather the Heavenly Dao Divine Power—the most potent of the Four Divine Powers. Awakening the Heavenly Dao Divine Power further confirms the exceptional nature of his identity,” Yu Yan murmured to herself.