Dragon God Supreme

”Bah! What a disgrace!”

Upon hearing the words from Feng Wuchen’s mouth, Dantong was startled and quickly cursed in a low voice.

”Who would’ve thought you’re the young master of the Di Hun Clan, that’s not a simple identity.” Feng Wuchen grinned.

Taking a deep breath, Dantong said with indifference, ”That was ten thousand years ago. I am no longer the young master of the Di Hun Clan. The Di Hun Clan no longer exists.”

”Do you want to revive the Di Hun Clan?” Feng Wuchen asked Dantong.

Dantong visibly trembled all over, then smiled bitterly with resignation.

Revive the Di Hun Clan? Is that possible?

As long as the Demon Clan exists for even a day, the Di Hun Clan will never revive.

In front of the Demon Clan, Dantong is nothing more than an ant.

Seeing Dantong not answering, Feng Wuchen continued, ”People can change; they might become kind, become ferocious, become ambitious. It all depends on what kind of person you want to be. You’ve lived for ten thousand years; I really have no right to preach to you, but I think you shouldn’t be the way you are now.”

After saying this, Feng Wuchen walked out of the hall.

Watching Feng Wuchen’s back, Dantong sighed, ”Can the Di Hun Clan really be revived? Although the ancestor of the Dragon God Clan is still alive, in front of the Demon Clan...”

”Smack!”

Dantong suddenly slapped himself, gritting his teeth in anger, ”Afraid? I have died once; dying again is nothing. There are no failures in the Di Hun Clan!”

...

”Brother Feng, has something happened?” Seeing Feng Wuchen come out, Ling Xiaoxiao was the first to step forward and ask.

Feng Wuchen and Dantong returned to the Dragon God Palace and entered the hall; others seemed to sense something and dared not go in, waiting outside.

After all, the battle just ended, and they were worried if something major had occurred.

”Just had a conversation.” Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

”Alliance Hierarch, who was that person? He seemed quite powerful.” The newly ascended Tian Kui couldn’t help but ask.

”An ancient powerhouse, Senior Dantong; his strength is incredibly terrifying,” Long Yun explained.

Long Tian Chou slightly frowned and asked, ”Long Er, did something happen in this battle?”

Feng Wuchen nodded and said, ”Yes.”

”Chen Er, are you alright?” Xiao Qingqing asked worriedly, but couldn’t see any sign of injuries on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen gave a slight smile and said, ”Mother, I’m fine.”

”Senior Dantong also doesn’t seem injured, right? Didn’t you both return just fine?” Lan Yue asked puzzled.

”Brother Feng, what’s going on? You and Senior Dantong returned looking so troubled,” Liu Qingyang couldn’t help but ask.

”Three Holy Realm powerhouses; two had their bodies shattered, leaving only their souls. The other did not dare to act. Dantong was unscathed,” Feng Wuchen said matter-of-factly.

”What?” Upon hearing this, most people in the Dragon God Palace widened their eyes in shock and were dumbfounded.

Is Feng Wuchen troubled because of this?

Didn’t Dantong defeat the opponent? Isn’t this something to celebrate?

”Dantong’s strength is indeed terrifying, but have you considered what if people from the Holy Realm come next time? Can Dantong defeat them again?” Ying Hun said gravely.

These words plunged the crowd of Dragon God Palace into silence.

”Alright, don’t worry too much, just focus on your training,” Feng Wuchen smiled and said.

At this moment, someone stepped out from the transmission array.

”Lord Feng, something has happened in the Star Soul Realm.” The newcomer was Yang Qingyu, the commander of the Wushuang Divine Palace, bearing severe injuries.

”Star Soul Realm?” Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised.

”The claws of the Holy Soul Temple have reached the Star Soul Realm, and they are now forcing all major forces to submit to them. The Hall Master and Elders have already been heavily injured,” Yang Qingyu said anxiously.

”What?” Duanmu Xuan and Xiaoyao Aoran’s faces simultaneously changed drastically.

”The appetite of the Holy Soul Temple sure is big, even coveting the Star Soul Realm,” Feng Wuchen’s expression darkened instantly.

Does the Holy Soul Temple intend to swallow the Star Soul Realm?

That depends on whether Feng Wuchen agrees.

Feng Wuchen immediately took Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang with him to rush towards the Wushuang Divine Palace of the Star Soul Realm.

It’s convenient to have a transmission array.

Meanwhile, in the Star Soul Realm.

Strong individuals from various significant forces of the Star Soul Realm gathered above the Wushuang Divine Palace, each suffering considerable injuries, surrounded by hundreds of powerhouses.

Below the palace, hundreds of people had already died tragically, filling the Wushuang Divine Palace.

”I give you one last chance to kneel and submit, or die. Submitting to the Holy Soul Temple is your honor. Nobody can stop what the Holy Soul Temple wants to do.”

A man stood proudly in the void, emanating coldness and terrifying killing intent, like an emperor overlooking the many strong people before him.

”Don’t even think about it!” Tian Zu shouted angrily.

”Smack!”

As soon as Tian Zu finished speaking, a sudden slap came over him with immense force, causing Tian Zu to cough up blood, his face distorted.

”Hall Master!” Xiao Ying and Dugu Yun and others’ eyes turned red, all in a state of rage.

”Kill if you will! I will never submit!” Tian Zu roared in pain and with severe injuries, preferring death over submission.

”What kind of rubbish Holy Soul Temple, relying on power to bully others!” An elderly man cursed angrily.

”Kill!” The leading man coldly commanded.

”Swish!”

As a sword light flashed, the cursing old man was killed instantly, his throat pierced through.

”Protector Xiao!”

”Outrageous! This is too much!”

”Bastard! We’ll fight you to the death!”

The crowd erupted in fury, shouting madly in rebellious defiance.

”It seems you don’t quite understand, even if you submit or not, killing all of you, the Holy Soul Temple can still control the Star Soul Realm!” The leading man sneered dismissively.

”However, I do want to see the look of terror and despair on your faces,” the man continued to sneer.

”Kill! Kill until they are afraid, kill until they submit, even if we kill them all!”

The leading man coldly laughed; lives were like grass to him.

”Swish!”

Another strong individual was mercilessly killed.

”Old Li!” The crowd was overcome with grief and fury.

”Haha! Kill them one by one, I want to see how tough you really are!” The man laughed arrogantly, like a demon.

”Swish, swish, swish!”

One strong individual after another was killed, terror and despair had surfaced on their faces, yet they remained unyielding.

”Damn it! Come kill me! Kill me! Can you hear me?” A young successor roared in anger.

”You’ll pay for this! I won’t let you off even if I become a ghost!” Tian Zu, furious to the point of explosion, roared crazily.

”Alright! I’d like to see how becoming a ghost you plan on killing me. Kill him!” The man said coldly.

A Divine Venerate powerhouse’s arm turned into a blade, intending to slay Tian Zu.

”Stop!”

Just then, a thunderous roar erupted, shaking everyone’s souls.

The leader of the Holy Soul Temple was instantly startled.