Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 2142: Chapter 2141: Su Yuan

The hall fell silent once more, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Yunshan and the three great elders just stared as Yang Hai was crippled by Feng Wuchen without doing anything!

What on earth is happening?

At this moment, even a fool could see that Feng Wuchen’s power was terrifying, at least enough to leave Zhao Yunshan and the others speechless.

The bloodied Yang Hai was kicked out of the hall, startling those cultivators about to enter, who stood there dumbfounded.

”This... Is that Chief Yang? No way! What’s going on here?”

”Chief Yang’s limbs have been crippled. Did he anger the president and his people?”

”That arrogant Chief Yang, to be crippled like this—how satisfying, really!”

Outside the hall, the cultivators were completely terrified; no one dared to enter, fearing trouble.

”Zhao Yunshan, I don’t care what relation you have with this brat. My father will be here soon. If you don’t take action, my father will.” The young City Lord shouted angrily at Zhao Yunshan.

”Young City Lord, I advise you to leave quickly,” Zhao Yunshan said calmly, reminding the young City Lord that even if his father came, it wouldn’t matter.

Feng Wuchen had already taught the young City Lord a lesson and didn’t want to make things difficult further.

”Hmph! I know this brat has some skills, but while you’re afraid of him, I’m not!” the young City Lord retorted angrily.

Zhao Yunshan shook his head helplessly and stopped speaking. The warning had been given, and since the young City Lord refused to listen, he did not intervene further.

”President Zhao, your guild’s manager is indeed very arrogant.” Feng Wuchen glanced at Zhao Yunshan with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yunshan’s old face trembled, and cold sweat ran down his back. He quickly said, ”From this day forward, Yang Hai is no longer the guild’s manager.”

With just one word from Feng Wuchen, Zhao Yunshan truly expelled Yang Hai from the guild!

Moreover, it was obvious to everyone that Zhao Yunshan was extremely respectful towards Feng Wuchen.

Stunning! Absolutely stunning!

Everyone in the hall, including the guild’s guards and maids, watched Feng Wuchen with shock and curiosity.

”Who exactly is this brat? Zhao Yunshan, a Nine-Star God Venerable powerhouse, shouldn’t fear this youngster,” the young City Lord’s face turned increasingly grim, secretly growing wary of Feng Wuchen.

Someone that even Zhao Yunshan feared must have an impressive background.

However, knowing that the Wu Yun Sect backed Luo Fei City, the young City Lord felt reassured.

The Wu Yun Sect’s strength exceeded that of the guild.

”The City Lord is here! The City Lord is here!” came the excited shouts of cultivators from outside the hall.

Inside the hall, numerous cultivators grew more expectant, losing their previous schadenfreude.

Someone whom even Zhao Yunshan had to respect—were they in any position to mock?

They did not wish to provoke Feng Wuchen; the young City Lord and Yang Hai were examples.

Perhaps soon they would know Feng Wuchen’s identity.

”You brat, even with Zhao Yunshan backing you today, you won’t escape alive. If they dare intervene, they’ll meet a dead end too!” the young City Lord boasted arrogantly.

Yet, Zhao Yunshan remained unmoved.

Feng Wuchen’s expression stayed unchanged; Luo Fei City was nothing to him.

Before long, a middle-aged man led several elders into the guild hall, exuding an overwhelmingly oppressive aura that almost suffocated everyone present, causing them to collapse.

This was a powerhouse whose mere presence could instill heart-stopping fear and immense terror.

The middle-aged man at the forefront was Su Yuan, the City Lord of Luo Fei City, a Six-Star God Venerable with terrifying power.

”Greetings, City Lord!” The cultivators scrambled to their feet to respectfully greet him.

Su Yuan’s first glance fell on the severely injured young City Lord, his face ashen as he asked in a deep voice, ”Tian’er, how are your injuries? Who did this to you?”

”Father, it was this wretched brat. Kill him, father!” Su Yuntian pointed at Feng Wuchen angrily.

Su Yuan’s fierce gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen, his eyes brimming with murderous intent as he coldly said, ”You brat, are you tired of living, daring to touch even my son?”

Feng Wuchen chuckled lightly, his expression unchanged.

What was a City Lord of Luo Fei City? Feng Wuchen had never been afraid; otherwise, he would have fled long ago.

Watching Feng Wuchen’s calm demeanor, everyone in the hall grew ever more shocked.

Who exactly was Feng Wuchen, daring to not fear even Luo Fei City’s City Lord, oblivious to the powerful forces backing Luo Fei City?

”Su Yuan, think carefully before you act; otherwise, you’ll regret it,” Zhao Yunshan quickly advised as Su Yuan was about to strike.

”Father, Zhao Yunshan and the others know this brat, and they’d rather side with him than with me,” Su Yuntian gritted his teeth and said angrily, wishing to tear Zhao Yunshan and the others apart.

Su Yuan’s face darkened upon hearing this. To make Zhao Yunshan wary, his background must be considerable.

However, thinking of the Wu Yun Sect backing, Su Yuan felt no fear, shedding all concerns.

”Zhao Yunshan, my son has been gravely injured by him. If you won’t intervene, fine, but don’t stop me. Don’t blame me for not warning you. Even if the headquarters sent someone, today, I must kill this brat! Don’t doubt my words. Don’t forget who the current overlord of Youhun Realm is!” Su Yuan coolly said.

The overlord of Youhun Realm? Isn’t it the Nether Palace of Magic?

The Wu Yun Sect, as a major power in Youhun Realm, had naturally been annexed by the Nether Palace of Magic.

With the Nether Palace backing him, Su Yuan had no fear of the headquarters’ people.

However, Su Yuan remained unaware of the terrifying power that Su Yuntian had provoked.

Upon hearing Su Yuan’s words, Feng Wuchen laughed.

Zhao Yunshan shook his head with a smile, saying, ”Rest assured, I’m merely offering a friendly reminder, not planning to intervene, nor do I have the standing.”

”Hmph! Consider yourself sensible!” Su Yuan scoffed with disdain. Since Zhao Yunshan wouldn’t intervene, he wouldn’t make things difficult for him.

Though the Nether Palace backed Wu Yun Sect, Su Yuan didn’t dare claim that they would act for a small city like Luo Fei, so he chose not to sour relations with Zhao Yunshan.

”You brat, how do you want to die?” Su Yuan glared at Feng Wuchen, his fist already teeming with horrifying power, enough to capture the soul.

”Are you sure you won’t regret this?” Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and asked.

”Father, stop wasting words with this trash. Kill him!” Su Yuntian shouted angrily, eager for Feng Wuchen to die before him.

With a cold snort, Su Yuan’s figure blurred, instantly appearing before Feng Wuchen, his speed terrifying, launching a punch directly at him.

The terrifying blow, if landed, would turn Feng Wuchen into a blood mist.

Yet Feng Wuchen showed no fear, made no move, and instead curved his lips into a sinister smile.

”Bang!”

Just as Su Yuan’s terrifying fist closed within half a meter of Feng Wuchen, there came a sudden dull thud; a hand caught Su Yuan’s fist as if with iron pincers, sending sharp pain radiating throughout him.

”Great Main God’s powerhouse!” Su Yuan was utterly terrified.