Dragon God Supreme

Feng Wuchen’s icy gaze pierced through Mu Xuanshan and the others’ souls, causing the super big shots like Mu Xuanshan to shiver and feel a sense of fear.

That gaze was so cold, very cold.

It even made them feel as if the world had changed, turning crimson, rivers of blood flowing, mountains of corpses and seas of bones, like an ancient battlefield.

A mere God Venerate junior had such a terrifying gaze!

Mu Xuanshan and the others were infuriated internally, frightened by the gaze of a junior.

Yet still, no one dared to make a move.

Watching as the Sun and Moon Temple was slaughtered by Wuqing.

”Stop! Please stop!” Mo Qingshan frantically roared, but unfortunately, no one paid him any attention.

”Mo Qingshan, if you want to live, tell me, perhaps I can spare your life. If you don’t, I will personally kill you. Where did you get the Jing Hong Phantom Sword Technique?” Ye Jianying coldly asked, his icy gaze staring at Mo Qingshan like a wolf.

Mo Qingshan knew very well that Ye Jianying was definitely not joking.

Speaking out might actually spare his life.

Mo Qingshan remained silent for a long time before saying, ”Can you really spare my life?”

”Yes, but if you lie, I will personally kill you!” Ye Jianying said coldly.

”Dong Huangxiu passed it to me,” Mo Qingshan replied.

”Uncle Master?” Ye Jianying’s expression shook, but quickly turned somber, coldly saying, ”My Uncle Master died long ago, how could he pass it to you? It seems you’re tired of living!”

”I’m not lying to you.” Mo Qingshan glanced at Ye Jianying, flipping his hand, a piece of black jade appeared out of thin air.

This was the black jade worn by Dong Huangxiu throughout his life.

”Uncle Master’s meditation jade!” Ye Jianying widened his eyes, recognizing the jade at first glance.

”I obtained it in a mysterious cave deep within Beast Spirit Mountain, where Dong Huangxiu left a trace of divine thought. After passing it to me, it disappeared. I’ve cultivated hard for over ten years to achieve what I have today, though not beneath you, the gap with Feng Wuchen is like that of an abyss,” Mo Qingshan said, his fists clenched, his eyes full of unwillingness.

”The Sun and Moon Temple is no longer your concern. I can spare your life, though it might displease Feng Wuchen. Soon, take me to Beast Spirit Mountain to pay respects to my Uncle Master,” Ye Jianying said sadly, his eyes carrying a hint of sorrow.

”Uncle Master, did you never regard me? You’d rather pass it to outsiders than to me.” Ye Jianying felt extremely disappointed, clenching the meditation jade in his hand.

Although Ye Jianying called Dong Huangxiu Uncle Master, Dong Huangxiu was extremely strict in his cultivation, to the extent that Ye Jianying felt targeted by him.

No matter the level Ye Jianying reached, Dong Huangxiu only had three words for him whenever he asked to cultivate the Jing Hong Phantom Sword Technique: not qualified.

Mo Qingshan’s eyes turned crimson, filled with endless cold killing intent.

Watching as the disciples of the Sun and Moon Temple were slain, watching his own father being killed, he was powerless, feeling endless anger and sorrow.

Mo Qingshan silently swore that he would make Feng Wuchen pay ten times, hundreds of times over!

The battle ended, tens of thousands from the Sun and Moon Temple were all killed, corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowing in rivers.

The Sun and Moon Temple was annihilated!

”Feng Wuchen, I’m sparing Mo Qingshan’s life, I want...” Ye Jianying looked at Feng Wuchen and opened his mouth.

”I trust you, Ye Jianying. Mo Qingshan can do whatever he wants,” Feng Wuchen interrupted before Ye Jianying could finish.

Trust! Unconditional trust!

Ye Jianying’s heart was overwhelmed with emotion, feeling an impulse to cry heavily.

”Thank you.” Ye Jianying expressed gratitude, and left with Mo Qingshan.

Feng Wuchen also guessed that Ye Jianying must have learned something to want to spare Mo Qingshan’s life, to which Feng Wuchen had no objection.

Mo Qingshan’s life or death was not something Feng Wuchen cared about.

The super big shots like Mu Xuanshan maintained their silence throughout, not daring to utter a word.

”Senior Mu, from today onwards, the Sun and Moon Divine Sect will be managed by you. Later, I will set up a teleportation formation,” Feng Wuchen said, smiling at Mu Qingyun, while waving his hand to send shooting out a wisp of black flame, which turned all the bodies from the Sun and Moon Temple to ashes.

”Thank you, Alliance Hierarch, for your assistance! Today’s great kindness, the Sun and Moon Divine Sect will remember forever!” Mu Qingyun thanked, moved to tears.

This day, he had waited for far too long.

”Thank you, Alliance Hierarch!” Mu Qingshan and other veterans bowed to express their gratitude.

”No need for ceremony, Miss Mu helped me greatly in the past, this is what I owe her, it was agreed upon,” Feng Wuchen hurriedly supported Mu Qingshan and the others.

Although Feng Wuchen was the Alliance Hierarch, he still showed respect and courtesy to the seniors.

Beside him, Mu Honglian was already crying like rain, feeling deeply moved in her heart.

What Feng Wuchen owed was long repaid, instead it was them who had constantly received Feng Wuchen’s help in their cultivation to achieve their current level.

”The Sun and Moon Temple is destroyed, aren’t you planning to leave?” Feng Wuchen turned his gaze back to Mu Xuanshan and company, asking with a faint smile.

”Hmph! Feng Wuchen! You may flaunt for a while, but wait until the Holy Realm experts arrive, then we’ll see how you and Dantong die!” Mu Xuanshan snorted angrily, his face extremely dark.

”Don’t think Dantong can protect you forever!” Ming Huang said viciously.

”If you don’t leave, do you believe I’ll make you all stay?” Feng Wuchen coldly said, his icy gaze once again making Mu Xuanshan and the others’ hearts tremble.

”Feng Wuchen! You dare threaten us!” Tong Tian was furious.

”I’m threatening, so what? Seems you’ve healed and forgotten the pain! Don’t forget you have attacked the Dragon God Palace; if you want to pay Yama a visit now, I don’t mind!” Feng Wuchen’s face turned gloomy.

Upon saying this, Mu Xuanshan and the others were shocked and quickly scurried away.

The Blood War God, after respectfully glancing at Feng Wuchen, also disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

”Feng Wuchen! Wait for me!” Mu Xuanshan’s furious roar still echoed in the void.

After all, they were deeply cautious of Dantong.

Looking across the Seven Divine Realms, who could make Mu Xuanshan and company bow? Who could make them so afraid?

Only Feng Wuchen.

”I’ve never seen such spineless Transcendent Saints!” Feng Wuchen secretly sneered.

”Friend Feng,” Soul Extinction appeared flashing, his face full of joyous smiles, with a trace of urgency in his old eyes.

”Senior Soul Extinction, how is it? Have you successfully crafted it?” Feng Wuchen asked with a faint smile, already guessing Soul Extinction’s purpose upon his arrival.

”This old man has been stewing for half a month, my mind full of puzzles, I beg Friend Feng for some guidance,” Soul Extinction reluctantly smiled, his heart anxious.

Feng Wuchen had taught him the method to craft the Nitian Divine Pearl, but after half a month, Soul Extinction had achieved no success, failing every time.

Stewing for half a month?

Guidance?

Mie Di, Mie Yuan, and the attending alchemists were dumbfounded.

Soul Extinction needed Feng Wuchen’s guidance?