Dragon God Supreme-Chapter 2113 - 2112: Soaring Straight to Three-Star
"Qianhun, as the Guardian of the Seven Divine Realms, shouldn’t you be watching over the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm instead of meddling in our affairs?"
With an icy gaze fixed on Qianhun, Bai Yunqi spoke coldly.
"Qianhun, I’ll give you two choices: leave immediately, or die!"
Zhu Sha’s old face was incredibly cold, with a clear intent to kill Qianhun.
Before breaking through to the Hua Sheng Realm, Zhu Sha might have been wary of Qianhun. Now, having achieved the breakthrough and with support from seven major powers, Zhu Sha feared Qianhun not at all, and even had confidence they could join forces to kill him.
Qianhun completely ignored the words of the two.
Qianhun’s disregard made the Great Main God’s old face thoroughly darken, and the leaders of the seven major forces also wore grim expressions.
Yet no one dared to make a move!
As the Guardian of the Seven Divine Realms, Qianhun was in the Hua Sheng Realm, but nobody truly knew how powerful Qianhun was.
"This elixir is quite special, and it will greatly aid your injuries." Qianhun remarked with a smile at Feng Wuchen while administering a Healing Pill.
The elixir was of extremely high quality, and it was a Main God level pill.
"Firmament Bodhi Pill." Feng Wuchen grinned, swallowing it in one go.
Qianhun smiled, "Worthy of being the Honored Elder Delegate of the Divine Tower."
As the elixir went down his throat, it transformed instantly into a vast, gentle warmth surging through Feng Wuchen’s body, visibly healing his injuries.
"Your bloodline is awakening, and your appearance is frightening; the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon God Clan is filled with a bloodthirsty aura," Qianhun remarked, feeling quite apprehensive about the bloodline aura.
"In a life-and-death crisis, the bloodline power indeed gets triggered, with power continuously pouring out," Feng Wuchen wearily smiled, distinctly feeling his blood boiling within.
"An ancient bloodline!" Zhu Sha frowned slightly.
"Is this the power of the Ancient Dragon God Clan’s bloodline? The bloodline’s power has fully awakened," Ming Huang said indifferently.
Qiu Dingfeng frowned, "Feng Wuchen’s cultivation has increased! This ancient bloodline’s power is extremely domineering, even more terrifying than ours."
As the Ancient Dragon God Clan’s bloodline fully awakened within Feng Wuchen, his cultivation was now soaring madly.
In the moment of the bloodline’s awakening, Feng Wuchen broke through the Four-Star God Emperor realm and surged to the Six-Star God Emperor realm, only then halting.
A mark from the Ancient Dragon God Clan appeared on the center of Feng Wuchen’s brow, covering the golden dragon imprint, transforming into a blood-colored dragon mark.
"It soared three stars directly! What kind of bloodline is this?"
"I can’t believe my eyes, did his cultivation just jump three stars in the blink of an eye, directly becoming a Six-Star God Emperor?"
"This is terrifying, this boy is simply a monster!"
Hundreds of thousands of powerful figures were shocked by the scene.
"Instantly rising three stars, the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon Temple is truly terrifying, no wonder the Guardian Spirit Clan has set their sights on you," Qianhun marveled.
"I myself can hardly believe it," Feng Wuchen grinned, right now feeling full of power.
But the power of a Six-Star God Emperor, compared to the hundreds of thousands of powerhouses present, was still too weak.
"The ancient bloodline has fully awakened, and the origin power of the Dragon God Clan should be gradually resurrecting. With the resurrection of the origin power, even the elders like my father have the chance to awaken the ancient bloodline," Feng Wuchen mused, feeling immense joy.
"You seem to have guessed I would take action," Qianhun said.
Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly, saying, "I didn’t guess; I was certain you would act."
"Oh? How so?" Qianhun asked curiously.
"As the Guardian of the Seven Divine Realms, you understand the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm’s strength better than anyone. It’s rare for an ancient powerhouse to appear in the Seven Divine Realms, serving as a trump card against the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm. If something happened to me, Dantong would definitely kill you all," Feng Wuchen replied with a faint smile.
"Weren’t you afraid of being killed by that blow from Huitian just now?" Qianhun asked again.
"The importance of a powerful alchemist to a great power, surely I don’t need to elaborate, right? Besides, Zuo Shitian is a Main God level alchemist, how could the Holy Soul Temple stand by and watch him die?" Feng Wuchen confidently smiled. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"What if Huitian accidentally killed you?" Qianhun asked once more.
"Then there would be no way around it," Feng Wuchen shrugged.
"You’re a madman, daring to gamble with your life," Qianhun was utterly dumbfounded.
Glancing at Qianhun, Feng Wuchen said, "I think you’re the madman. Aren’t you afraid they will join forces to kill you?"
At this point, Feng Wuchen stepped into the void, scanning the Great Main God and others, shouting, "From today onwards, the line of alchemists in the Seven Divine Realms will heed my word; defy, and die!"
This declaration was filled with dominance, like an emperor overseeing the world!
At the moment he finished speaking, the breath of the Dragon God was furiously unleashed.
"Not good! He’s trying to control our fire poison!"
"Stop him! Stop him now!"
"It’s over! Even Elder Zuo couldn’t withstand it, let alone us!"
The alchemists present, even the Main God level ones, were in a frenzy, utterly terrified as if facing a great enemy.
Zhu Sha, Mu Xuanshan, and other top-tier powerhouses all had extremely contorted faces.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Ahhh!"
Flames suddenly erupted from the bodies of alchemists, with thick smoke rolling, and waves of terrifying fire poison spreading out. Any alchemist forcibly expelling fire poison screamed like slaughtered pigs.
The cultivators beside the alchemists all retreated in horror, no one daring to approach, afraid of being caught up in the fire poison.
Feng Wuchen clenched his fist, controlling the fire poison of dozens of alchemists, as if a deity controlling the fate of everyone.
He violently amplified the fire poison within the alchemists, making dozens of alchemists suffer unimaginable agony, with continuous screams.
"Elder!"
"Protector!"
"Vice Hall Master!"
The high-levels of the seven major forces were shocked and flustered, yet were powerless.
"Damn it!" Mu Xuanshan, who was suppressing Zuo Shitian’s fire poison, was forced back by the terrifying eruption of Zuo Shitian’s fire poison.
"Ah!" Zuo Shitian screamed in heart-wrenching agony.
"Feng Wuchen, stop it!" Mu Xuanshan shouted angrily at Feng Wuchen.
"Feng Wuchen! Stop!" Ming Huang cried out in panic. The Nether Clan only had one Main God level alchemist, and if devoured by the fire poison, the Nether Clan’s future and strength would be greatly affected.
"Feng Wuchen, stop! I am willing to submit to you!" One Divine Venerate level alchemist, unable to endure the unprecedented pain, quickly kowtowed in submission.
With a wave of Feng Wuchen’s hand, the old man’s flames vanished instantly, as if the agony of the devour had never existed.
"Master Feng, I am also willing to submit! I am willing to submit!" Another Divine Venerate level alchemist knelt and kowtowed.
Seeing those who submitted spared from the torture of fire poison, one alchemist after another knelt in submission, knowing their lives were in Feng Wuchen’s hands; not submitting meant death.
