Dragon God Supreme-Chapter 2112 - 2111: Hanging by a Thread

Huitian appeared suddenly, and Feng Wuchen was completely unaware.

"Oh no!" Feng Wuchen’s face suddenly changed, already feeling a strong sense of danger and an overwhelming pressure.

"If a single hair of mine is harmed, Zuo Shitian will die!" Feng Wuchen shouted angrily, glaring furiously at Huitian behind him.

"What’s it got to do with me?" Huitian sneered softly, without hesitation, he struck with a terrifying force.

Zuo Shitian’s life and death indeed had nothing to do with Huitian.

But it was related to the Holy Soul Temple!

"Stop, Huitian!" Mu Xuanshan urgently shouted.

The Great Main God frowned slightly but said nothing.

Upon hearing Mu Xuanshan’s shout, Huitian instinctively withdrew his force, but couldn’t stop the attack.

"Master, be careful!" Dragon God Sword cried out in panic.

Feng Wuchen was furious in his heart, and with a thought, Amber Glaze Divine Armor, Kylin Battle Armor, and Sky-devouring Python Battle Armor were instantly summoned, while also urging the Dragon God’s Breath to control the fire poison within Zuo Shitian to burst out.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

Huitian’s attack was already unstoppable, and with a loud boom, the strike made Feng Wuchen spit out blood, his body shooting out like a cannonball.

Even with an extraordinarily strong body, even with three defensive armors, Feng Wuchen was unable to withstand it.

This strike, Feng Wuchen was gravely injured.

And that was with Huitian retracting his force instantly, otherwise, Feng Wuchen would have been certainly killed by the strike.

"Ah!" As Feng Wuchen was hit by the strike, Zuo Shitian’s scream became increasingly miserable, consumed by fire, smoke billowing, and the terrifying fire poison energy, even the Nine-Star Great Archgod felt extremely apprehensive.

"The fire poison is becoming more terrible!" A Main God level Alchemist exclaimed fearfully, his old face very pale.

"Such awful fire poison, who can endure it?" Another Main God level Alchemist exclaimed fearfully, just watching made it seem as though he himself was being consumed by fire poison.

The terrifying fire poison skyrocketed in an instant, everyone knew it was controlled by Feng Wuchen.

"Great Elder." The strong ones of the Holy Soul Temple were anxious, but no one dared approach the terrifying fire poison power.

"Damn!" Mu Xuanshan cursed angrily, the terrifying power of the Nine-Star Great Archgod burst forth, and he immediately flashed down.

If Zuo Shitian continued to be devoured by fire poison, he would certainly die, Mu Xuanshan had to suppress the fire poison in Zuo Shitian.

"Hall Master, be careful, the Great Elder’s fire poison is extremely terrifying." The Second Elder of the Holy Soul Temple warned in panic, cold sweat dripping.

"Damn, it would’ve been better to kill Feng Wuchen with a single strike!" Huitian cursed in his heart.

"Huitian, why are you hesitating? Act quickly!" The Great Main God shouted angrily.

"Zhu Sha! If Elder Zuo dies, I won’t let you off!" Mu Xuanshan shouted angrily at the Great Main God.

"Feng Wuchen is seriously injured, if not killed, do you intend to let him control other alchemists’ fire poison? Kill him, and Elder Zuo will be fine! Don’t be blinded by rage!" Zhu Sha said coldly.

"Holy Soul Temple Master, don’t get angry yet, killing Feng Wuchen is the only way to stop him from controlling Elder Zuo’s fire poison." Shadowlo Hall Master Leng Moye spoke. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The Profound Saint Sect Master Qiu Dingfeng agreed as well: "Holy Soul Temple Master, if Feng Wuchen is not killed, other alchemists will also be threatened."

"Hmph!" Mu Xuanshan snorted coldly, but said nothing.

Mu Xuanshan knew that since their faction’s alchemists weren’t controlled by fire poison, they naturally didn’t care, and were also certain of the other factions’ underlying intentions.

Should they anger the other factions, they wouldn’t hesitate to unite and first destroy the Holy Soul Temple.

Eliminating a competitor would be beneficial for all factions.

Feng Wuchen, tens of thousands of meters away, was extremely severely injured, his face pale as a dead person.

Due to the severity of the injuries, the Yan Sheng Decree was already ineffective in recovering his injuries.

Watching the Dragon God Palace collapse, Feng Wuchen was extremely angered but helpless, among hundreds of thousands of strong ones, any Divine Venerate could easily kill him.

The desire for power was stronger than ever; Feng Wuchen knew that once he was killed, no one from the Dragon God Palace would survive.

"Master, escape quickly!" God Eye transmitted: "Something might have happened to Dantong, otherwise he wouldn’t have remained unseen, alone you can’t turn the tide, quickly use time-space divine power to flee."

"Do you think I still have the strength to escape?" Feng Wuchen said weakly, for the Yan Sheng Decree to be ineffective showed how severe Feng Wuchen’s injuries were.

Feng Wuchen could still hover in the void, but most likely purely from sheer determination, he didn’t even have the strength to take an elixir.

"Little brat of the Dragon God Clan, accept your fate, Dantong won’t appear, even if he did, could he handle so many Great Main God strong ones?" Chaos Blood Demon transmitted coldly.

"Chaos Blood Demon, you disappoint me greatly, Wild Panther must be very eager to obtain your essence blood!" Feng Wuchen transmitted fiercely.

"You won’t live to see that day, when you fall unconscious, I will devour you!" Chaos Blood Demon transmitted coldly.

"The ancient bloodline of the Dragon God Clan has awakened, which means at the critical moment of life and death, the bloodline power will be stimulated, if I can survive, hopefully the ancient bloodline will fully awaken." Feng Wuchen said weakly, his body starting to sway, unclear how long he could hold on.

"Huitian, act!" The Great Main God ordered.

Dantong had been delayed in appearing, and the Great Main God didn’t dare act rashly, fearing being attacked by Dantong resulting in serious injury.

Ordering Huitian to act, aside from killing Feng Wuchen, the goal was to draw out Dantong.

"Boom!"

Huitian shot out fiercely, accompanied by a strong roar, his fist had already gathered terrifying power, intending to kill Feng Wuchen with one punch.

Huitian swiftly approached, coldly saying: "Without Dantong to help you, you’re nothing but trash! Die!"

Facing Huitian’s terrifying punch, Feng Wuchen was completely powerless to dodge, though his eyes showed no trace of fear, only anger and killing intent.

Feng Wuchen’s eyes had turned scarlet at this moment, blood light surging all over, blood aura rising from his body’s surface, as if the blood aura was evaporating, incredibly eerie.

"What is this?" Huitian was clueless about what was happening, yet never ceased his attack.

"Boom!"

Huitian’s fist struck, with a resounding boom, but the terrifying force didn’t land on Feng Wuchen, but rather on a single finger.

At that moment, the force Huitian unleashed, dissipated completely, without any disturbance in space.

In front of Feng Wuchen, a person appeared out of thin air, this person stopped Huitian’s attacks using just one finger.

This person’s appearance made even the top strong ones like the Great Main God frown.

"Qianhun!" Huitian frowned deeply, slowly withdrawing his fist, retreating backwards.

"So you did take action, was it his idea?" Feng Wuchen asked weakly.

Qianhun shrugged, smiled, and said: "You sensed that aura from me, looks like you already know who it is."