Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Annihilation of Zangling Valley (9th Update) Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Annihilation of Zangling Valley (9th Update) Feng Wuchen’s fists unleashed a frenzy of blows, each one exploding with explosive force.

The bloated body of the Beiming patriarch shrank back to its original form under the force of Feng Wuchen’s punches, and the power gained from the Blood Sacrifice Martial Spirit was completely dispersed.

“What kind of boxing is this?” Beiming patriarch was horrified, unable to believe that the power of his Blood Sacrifice Martial Spirit could be dispersed like this.

The Beiming patriarch had intended to detonate his body to destroy the Imperial Capital, making Feng Wuchen pay a painful price, but unfortunately, Feng Wuchen’s terrifying boxing forcefully countered his move.

What kind of boxing could be so domineering and fierce?

“How is this possible! The power of the Blood Sacrifice Martial Spirit has been dispersed by Feng Wuchen!”

“What is this martial skill? It possesses such terrifying power!”

The dozens of powerful figures from Jiuzhou were dumbstruck, breaking out in a cold sweat, and gazed at Feng Wuchen as if they were looking at a monster, growing more and more afraid the more they watched.

The expressions of many powerful figures from the Yanhuo Empire were filled with terror and shock!

Feng Wuchen’s trump card martial skills were more terrifying one after another; not to mention the powerful figures from Jiuzhou, even the mighty ones from the Yanhuo Empire had never seen Feng Wuchen display such a domineering and fierce style of boxing.

Feng Wuchen’s abnormal strength left everyone in unparalleled shock.

The sum of their lifetimes’ worth of shock didn’t compare to the amount they felt today.

“Has the Grand Commander mastered a new martial skill?” Huanyang was extremely shocked and had a pale, stunned face.

Chi Huang swallowed his fear and said, “Such a strong boxing technique, never seen before, feels even more terrifying than an Earth Grade Martial Skill.”

“The speed of the boxing is astonishing, the power is domineering, it’s definitely an Earth Grade Martial Skill!” Duan Tian Hun asserted with utter certainty, unable to hide the horror in his eyes.

In an instant, to be able to unleash hundreds of punches, aren’t you scared?

“Chen Er is becoming more and more terrifying! Who exactly is his master? Are all these skills really taught by his master?” Feng Zhengxiong frowned slightly, suddenly realizing he could no longer see through his own son.

Feng Wuchen was so strong that Feng Zhengxiong began to doubt, though he didn’t dwell on it much.

The Primeval Dragon God Fist, a martial skill of the Evil Dragon God, was still new to Feng Wuchen, who had only reached the entry level. Even at the entry level, it exerted such terrifying power, indicating just how powerful the martial skill was.

The Primeval Dragon God Fist, combined with Feng Wuchen’s formidable physique, naturally unleashed formidable power.

The Beiming patriarch had exhausted all his strength, his Martial Soul was gradually fading, and in the end, he was defeated by Feng Wuchen.

The great battle was over!

Underneath the Imperial Capital, cheers erupted.

Watching the Beiming patriarch fall, Feng Wuchen reached out and his hand motioned through the air, immediately drawing the body of the Beiming patriarch towards him.

“Huanyang, Chaos God, lead the Sky Shadow Cavalry and the Black Flag Army to Jiuzhou immediately and eradicate Zangling Valley!” Feng Wuchen commanded. He would not allow Zangling Valley to continue its existence.

“Yes, Grand Commander!” The two shouted excitedly.

The Sky Shadow Cavalry and the Black Flag Army shouted loudly: “Eradicate Zangling Valley! Eradicate Zangling Valley!”

Their voices were thunderous, and their powerful momentum was stirring and blood-boiling.

“Set off!” Huanyang cried out, taking the lead to fly towards Jiuzhou.

“Swooosh, swooosh, swooosh!”

The Sky Shadow Cavalry and Black Flag Army shot into the sky and headed for Jiuzhou at full speed.

Hundreds of soldiers flying together made a spectacular scene, their momentum surging, showing the full might of the Empire’s elite soldiers.

“Dad, Mom, I’ll come back after I’ve dealt with Zangling Valley.” Feng Wuchen glanced at Feng Zhengxiong and said with a calm smile, while simultaneously taking out an Elixir and swallowing it.

“Be extra careful,” Feng Zhengxiong nodded.

Without further ado, Feng Wuchen vibrated his wings, clutching the corpse of the Beiming patriarch as he sped towards Jiuzhou, with Ling Xiaoxiao following closely behind.

“Let’s go too!” Chi Huang cried out, taking the lead to soar into the sky.

“Qingqing, let’s go!” Liu Qingyang shouted, taking Miao Qingqing into the air with him.

The strong figures from Jiuzhou, after recovering from their shock, also rushed back to Jiuzhou.

Xiao Tianchen, before leaving, glanced at Xiao Qingqing, wanting to say something, but he found that Xiao Qingqing had already left with Feng Zhengxiong and the others, not even giving him a glance, completely treating him like a stranger.

Only Feng Qianyang cast a cold glance at Xiao Tianchen, whose face was filled with a worn and bitter look, as he left.

“It’s come to this; it can’t be changed. Let’s go,” Xiao Yuanshan shook his head, knowing there was no turning back.

Xiao Tianchen was full of regret, his heart aching as if it were being cut with a knife.

…

Above the palace of Zangling Valley, the body of the Beiming patriarch fell from the sky, crashing onto Nuoda Square and staining the ground blood-red.

A body falling from the sky terrified the disciples of Zangling Valley in the plaza.

But when they saw the face of the corpse, they were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, as if their souls had flown away.

“Elder… Patriarch! It’s the patriarch!”

“The patriarch is dead! The patriarch is dead too!”

The disciples retreated in terror, their faces deathly pale, screaming in fright.

Hearing the terrified cries of many disciples, disciples from various palaces rushed out.

For the disciples of Zangling Valley, the death of the Beiming patriarch was a disaster compounding upon another.

The Beiming River had been killed, and the great elder of Zangling Valley had just returned to Zangling Valley with the body of the Beiming River not long ago when the body of the Beiming patriarch descended from the sky.

“Patriarch! Patriarch!” The great elder of Zangling Valley cried out in horror as he rushed out of the grand hall.

“It seems all the disciples of Zangling Valley have returned,” Feng Wuchen’s cold voice suddenly came from above the palace!

“Feng Wuchen!” The great elder, stricken with grief, underwent a drastic change in expression, turning extremely terrified as he suddenly raised his head to look at Feng Wuchen.

“`”Feng Wuchen!” When the disciples of Zangling Valley heard this, they were all terrified.

The very existence of Feng Wuchen was enough to send shivers down their spines.

“I nearly forgot you were still alive. It seems you brought back the corpse from the Beiming River,” Feng Wuchen said with a slight, cold smile, slowly descending and frightening the Zangling Valley disciples into staggering back in terror.

“Whiz whiz whiz!”

Just then, from above the palace of Zangling Valley, a series of sonic booms were heard as figures flashed into view, their iron-blooded murderous aura filled with intimidation.

They were the Sky Shadow Cavalry and Black Flag Army of the Yanhuo Empire, the empire’s most elite soldiers!

Hundreds of empire soldiers flew in, what a magnificent scene it was!

At first, the disciples of Zangling Valley thought that hundreds of Tianyuan Realm experts had come, scaring them out of their wits.

With a cold glance at the disciples of Zangling Valley, Feng Wuchen indifferently said, “Every single person from Zangling Valley must die.”

“Feng Wuchen, you killed the ancestor, you killed Beiming Kong, you killed our young valley master, isn’t that enough? Do you really want to exterminate us all?” the eldest elder asked darkly. The eldest elder was not weak, but sadly he had been seriously injured by Feng Wuchen’s soul power earlier and was in no condition to fight against Feng Wuchen.

“Kill without mercy! Not one left!” Feng Wuchen ordered coldly, his figure flashed, and he directly twisted off the eldest elder’s head, his methods ruthless and bloodthirstily unfeeling.

“Kill!” Huanyang and Nuoda roared, and the hundreds of soldiers stimulated their True Yuan, diving down frantically.

The massacre began!

“You think mere hundreds of soldiers can annihilate Zangling Valley? Brothers, let’s fight them with all we’ve got!” roared a senior disciple at the Ninth Level of Yuandan Realm.

However, there were very few disciples who responded. They did not dare to resist; they only wanted to flee from Zangling Valley.

“Whoosh!”

With a cold glance at that senior disciple, Feng Wuchen instantly appeared before him, startling the disciple so much that his whole body went rigid as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

“What will you fight with?” Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

Petrified with fear, the disciple couldn’t utter a word. Feng Wuchen casually threw a punch, and with a thunderous blast, he killed the senior disciple with one blow.

“Whiz whiz whiz!”

“Hiss hiss hiss!”

The soldiers utilized instantaneous movement techniques and began a frenzied slaughter, cold-blooded and unfeeling. Wherever they passed, a swath of Zangling Valley disciples met a gruesome death.

The eerie and miraculous movement techniques left the disciples of Zangling Valley helpless and clueless, being killed off before they could even discern the enemy’s location.

The disciples of Zangling Valley ran for their lives in panic, their screams unceasing.

“He… he’s a devil… a devil!”

“Feng Wuchen! You will not die a good death!”

“Your father being captured has nothing to do with us, the breaking of your father’s legs has nothing to do with us either! Feng Wuchen, you can’t kill the innocent!”

The disciples of Zangling Valley cried out in horror.

“As long as they are from Zangling Valley, they all must die,” Feng Wuchen responded coldly, without a shred of sympathy for the disciples of Zangling Valley.

When dealing with enemies, one must eradicate them root and branch.

In a matter of minutes, thousands of Zangling Valley disciples were massacred, leaving the ground strewn with corpses and rivers of blood that were so intense it made people vomit at the scent.

Chi Huang and Liu Qingyang had their eyes reddened from the killing, their bodies splashed with the fresh blood of Zangling Valley disciples, looking like blood-drenched figures.

The death toll at Zangling Valley was rising at a horrifying rate, creating a shocking scene.

The Sky Shadow Cavalry and Black Flag Army were like killing machines! A pack of ferocious wolves!

In just half an hour, nearly twenty thousand disciples of Zangling Valley were all killed, without a single survivor.

The entire Zangling Valley was littered with corpses, and magnificent palaces were all destroyed.

Zangling Valley had been completely wiped out!

After Feng Wuchen led the two armies away, Zangling Valley was deathly silent with no survivors, just the thick smell of blood!

Inside Zangling Valley, the horrific scenes were unbearable to witness, too gruesome to look at.

The blood of the disciples dyed the entire Zangling Valley red.

The moment the blood of the disciples dyed every corner of Zangling Valley, something eerie happened.

A gargantuan blood-colored array emerged amidst the ruins of the palace, its blood light faint and extremely eerie.

If someone were to be there at that moment, they would have surely fainted from fright.

The array frantically absorbed the fresh blood of the disciples, its blood light becoming brighter and permeating a terrifying aura.

The next moment, a vast amount of blood energy converged on the central point of the massive array.

As the blood energy gathered, a faint silhouette slowly appeared; this figure was not unfamiliar.

The faint silhouette slowly lifted its head, its eyes flickering with blood light. It was Beiming Kong, previously slain by Feng Wuchen!

The faint figure emerging in the center of the array was indeed Beiming Kong!

That’s right! It was truly the Soul Body of Beiming Kong!

“Soul Burial of a Thousand Souls!” The phantom Beiming Kong brought his hands together forcefully, uttering icy words.

The next second, a terrifying scene unfolded.

The massive array shook violently, with blood surging like a sea. The souls of all the dead disciples from Zangling Valley were absorbed by the array.”`