Dragon God Supreme

”Brother Feng, what do you think? Do they stand a chance?”

From the top of the Saint Emperor Clan palace, Long Qianye asked, his gaze fixed on the twenty Saint Venerable warriors.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled, ”I still don’t know the strength of the Demon Clan and Martial Soul Hall warriors. We’ll only know after seeing them.”

Nie Wufeng said solemnly, ”Their strength is formidable. If Long Qi and the others haven’t cultivated the techniques Brother Feng gave, they might not win at the same level of cultivation.”

”The ten Demon Lords of the Demon Clan have mastered the Ancient Sacred Decree, bringing its power to the extreme,” Long Tianzhong said.

”Indeed, it’s not simple,” Feng Wuchen nodded.

Long Tianzhong then sighed, ”It’s a pity we’re still far from being Saint Venerables. We can only watch Long Qi and the others display their might now.”

Gu Qing Jue smiled faintly and said, ”Breaking through to Saint Venerable is never easy. Every advancement within the realm of Saint Venerable is extremely difficult.”

”You should hope Brother Feng quickly breaks through to Saint Emperor Realm Alchemist. When the time comes, one origin-defying Divine Pearl can help you all break through to the Saint Venerable Realm,” Dantong teased Long Qianye and the others, raising his eyebrows.

”Brother Feng, is this true? Is the Divine Pearl really that terrifying?” Long Tianzhong asked excitedly.

Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes at Dantong and then said, ”It does have powerful effects, but I’ve just reached the Saint Monarch Realm in alchemy. I’m still far from the Saint Emperor Realm, and by the time I break through, you may already have entered the Saint Venerable Realm yourselves.”

”That might be true,” Long Qianye said with a helpless bitter smile.

Chu Tianshu’s Saint Emperor Realm elixirs are enough to help them increase their cultivation.

”What are they doing? Don’t they see the twenty terrifying enemies?” a Five-star Saint Venerable Hall Master murmured angrily.

With twenty Saint Venerables present, Feng Wuchen and the others are still chatting happily. The experts of the Dragon God Holy Temple’s subsidiary powers are so angry they could explode, their vicious gazes fixed on Feng Wuchen.

However, in front of the six great protectors and the God Shadow protectors, they dare not act rashly.

”Zhuxinghun, don’t face them one-on-one. Attack together and kill them! We’ve all been injured by Long Qi’s ambush!” the Shadow Demon Ancestor shouted angrily.

”Ambush?” Zhu Yan was stunned, then sneered, ”Did I hear wrong? The dignified six great protectors actually use such petty tricks of ambush?”

”Haha! If you’re not ashamed, I feel ashamed for you,” Zhuxun couldn’t help but laugh, his expression full of contempt.

A Saint Venerable from the Martial Soul Palace mocked, ”Truly surprising, Long Jianfeng. Is this your strength?”

”This is not called an ambush; lack of strength and using excuses to cover up your failure is the sign of the weak. You, as Five-star or Six-star Saint Venerables, couldn’t even perceive your enemies, and yet you have the face to call it an ambush,” Feng Wuchen shook his head and laughed coldly.

As soon as Feng Wuchen spoke, the gazes of Zhuxinghun and the others all landed on him simultaneously.

”He’s Feng Wuchen! The Supreme of the Dragon God Clan!” the Saint Soul Sect Master said through gritted teeth, angrily.

”Oh? So this kid is the Supreme of the Dragon God Clan?” The Demon Lords of the Demon Clan and the powerhouses of the Martial Soul Palace were quite surprised.

”So you are the Supreme of the Dragon God Clan,” Zhuxinghun smiled indifferently, ”The Supreme is right; this was not an ambush, but a lack of strength.”

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, ”Long Qi’s suggestion just now was good; one-on-one, you can have a carousel fight.”

”Supreme, do you underestimate our strength?” asked Manchuan, a high-cold Seven-Star Saint Sovereign from the Martial Soul Palace, his icy gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen.

”Not at all. I’m merely stating the truth. If you find it uncomfortable, you can choose not to listen,” Feng Wuchen replied calmly, unfazed by Manchuan’s cold gaze.

”Long Jianfeng, let me test your strength,” Zhuxinghun erupted with terrifying momentum, its oppressive force akin to thousands of mountains pressing down, suffocating.

”Buzz buzz!”

The power of the Seven-Star Saint Sovereign peak was unleashed crazily, causing the surrounding space of ten thousand zhang to quake violently and collapse, with fighting strength breaking through the Eight-Star Saint Sovereign realm, rapidly rising until it approached the Eight-Star Saint Sovereign peak before stopping.

Should Zhuxinghun wield a Holy Artifact, he might break through to the Eight-Star Saint Sovereign peak realm.

And this was just his intrinsic power; if he performed the Sacred Decree, the power would be even more terrifying.

”It’s been years, and your power has indeed progressed considerably,” Long Jianfeng smiled faintly, his expression unchanged.

”Worthy of the Demon Clan’s Demon Lord, his bloodline power is extremely strong, such power is enough to battle Zhuchenxin,” Feng Wuchen praised, acknowledging Zhuxinghun’s strength.

”Truly frightening, but compared to Long Jianfeng, it’s still lacking,” Long Qianye laughed.

”So powerful, even opponents of the same level cannot defeat Zhuxinghun,” Water Traceless thought fearfully, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Everyone, including the Dragon God Holy Temple’s subsidiary power warriors, was panic-stricken, their faces filled with terror.

”Buzz buzz!”

Origin power surged forth, Long Jianfeng’s aura erupted, domineering and terrifying like a volcanic explosion, instantly breaking through to the Eight-Star Saint Sovereign realm, causing space to quake violently again.

”Come fight!” Zhuxinghun laughed coldly, eager for battle.

”Boom!”

Long Jianfeng grinned, stepping into the void with a sudden burst, accompanied by a sharp, piercing roar, his speed exceeding several times the velocity of sound.

Zhuxinghun shot out fearlessly.

”Long Xuanfeng, let’s begin as well. I’ve long awaited tearing your head off,” Manchuan sneered at Long Xuanfeng, unleashing the Seven-Star Saint Sovereign power, darting out without hesitation.

”Is that so? Then try it!” Long Xuanfeng’s battle intent soared as he let out a long roar to the sky, the Dragon’s Roar shaking the heavens.

”Leave Long Taiyi to me,” a confident Six-Star Saint Sovereign from the Martial Soul Palace sneered, his fierce aura surging and his power erupting.

Long Taiyi remained indifferent.

”Long Qi, dare to fight me?” another Six-Star Saint Sovereign from the Martial Soul Palace asked with a wicked smile, fully enhancing his power.

Long Qi shrugged and pouted, ”Considering you asked, I’ll reluctantly agree.”

”Kui Ying, how about fighting me? Let’s see the strength of the Great Protector of the God Shadow Guard!” Zhuxun asked disdainfully.

”You can’t,” Kui Ying replied coldly.

”What did you say?” Zhuxun’s face instantly turned grim, clenching his fists, his terrifying power raging like a flood, shouting angrily through gritted teeth, ”Did you say I can’t?”

”Don’t believe?” Kui Ying’s lips curled into a dangerous arc.

”Arrogant words!” Zhuxun charged fiercely, like a raging mad dog.

”Watch me crush you with one palm!” Zhuxun roared angrily, his right hand condensed with violent, terrifying power, swinging a palm at Kui Ying.