Chapter 1107: 1107 Sky Shadow Pavilion Master

Chapter 1107: Chapter 1107 Sky Shadow Pavilion Master

An extremely surging and vast aura permeated from within the palace, akin to raging waves, compelling one to worship involuntarily.

The majestic presence of one who reigns over the world left Feng Wuchen utterly astonished.

This is a true powerhouse!

“Greetings, Pavilion Master!”

The assassins of the Tianying Pavilion respectfully roared in unison.

After the resounding voices, there was a deathly silence.

“Not a trace of murderous intent.” Tian Kui thought to himself, somewhat puzzled.

“A letter from the Dragon God Clan, personally endorsed by the Pavilion Master, it seems we will finally learn of Feng Wuchen’s identity.” The Heavenly Monarch in charge of the Tianying Pavilion secretly mused.

“Wind Shadow! It’s still not too late to kneel! Do you truly have a death wish?”

The moment the aged voice was heard, Chasing Moon became desperately anxious, almost taking action to force Feng Wuchen to kneel. Such an intimidating presence was too terrifying to resist.

“Wind Shadow, take a step back and you’ll find the vast sea and sky. Don’t forget you still promised me something,” Bright Moon urgently communicated.

“The thing I promised you—I will help you with it; but asking me to kneel, that’s absolutely impossible!” Feng Wuchen replied with a firm attitude.

“Chasing Moon, is this the new recruit you’ve trained? Arrogantly overbearing, lacking respect for his elders,” a Heavenly Monarch assassin said coldly.

“…” Chasing Moon was left speechless.

“Arrogant boy, you should feel honored to be personally killed by the Pavilion Master,” an assassin sneered quietly, his malevolent laughter was exceedingly offensive.

“The Tianying Pavilion is not a place you can come and go as you please; you may not know that the Tianying Pavilion is Yama’s Palace!” Another assassin reveled in schadenfreude.

“Ignorant junior, truly courting death. Showing disrespect to the Pavilion Master, no one can save you,” other assassins shook their heads one after another.

In their view, Feng Wuchen had undoubtedly infuriated the Pavilion Master of Tianying Pavilion.

The status of the Pavilion Master of Tianying Pavilion was absolute, his cultivation unfathomable. Those who offended him had only one path—death.

However, just when everyone thought Feng Wuchen was doomed, the dagger he had thrown out was now slowly flying back in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Chasing Moon, Bright Moon, and the other Tianying Pavilion assassins were all startled and at a complete loss.

“As I expected,” the Heavenly Monarch frowned secretly, conforming to his own conjecture.

“What is the Pavilion Master doing?” Tian Kui was quite perplexed, his gaze involuntarily turning back to Feng Wuchen.

Watching the dagger floating in front of him, Feng Wuchen didn’t know what it meant, his gaze inevitably shifted toward the entrance of the hall.

Before long, an elder dressed in a black robe slowly walked out, his hair white as frost, exuding an air of a transcendent sage. Seemingly taking only a single step, but the next second, he appeared several meters away, a truly mystical sight.

This person was none other than Ying Hun, the Pavilion Master of Tianying Pavilion.

Upon Ying Hun’s arrival, Tian Kui moved aside.

Feng Wuchen observed the Pavilion Master of Tianying Pavilion, frowning slightly and thought secretly: “I can’t discern his cultivation level, his aura is powerful yet indistinct. As expected of the Pavilion Master of Tianying Pavilion, not simple at all.”

“Wait, that’s not his true body! This is…” Feng Wuchen was greatly shocked, his expression involuntarily became somewhat dazed.

“This is a corporeal avatar!” Feng Wuchen was secretly astonished, his keen senses telling him that the Ying Hun before him was just an avatar!

Merely an avatar possessed an aura capable of deterring heaven and earth, indicating how terrifying Ying Hun’s true strength was.

The mere presence of Tian Kui was already enough to instill fear in them.

The existence of Ying Hun, with unfathomable strength, is definitely above Tian Kui.

As Ying Hun stroked his pristine white beard, he sized up Feng Wuchen with a light smile, “Indeed, Tianying Pavilion has no such rules, so you are not wrong. The purpose of Tianying Pavilion’s existence is solely for survival. Put away the dagger, this is the honor of Tianying Pavilion.”

The words of Ying Hun made the hundreds of assassins present feel both shocked and incredulous.

Ying Hun not only didn’t kill Feng Wuchen, but also didn’t hold any grudges against him, and didn’t even seem to blame Feng Wuchen.

“The Pavilion Master actually didn’t kill Feng Wuchen! What’s going on here?”

“Since when has the Pavilion Master become so merciful?”

“How is this possible? This youngster is so arrogant, showing disrespect to the Pavilion Master, and yet the Pavilion Master didn’t get angry at all!”

“Right, I heard that Feng Wuchen was recommended by the Dragon God Clan. Could this youngster be from the Dragon God Clan? No, that’s not right; there’s not a trace of the Dragon God Clan’s aura on him, he’s just a human.”

A tsunami of thoughts had already surged in the assassins’ hearts.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the dagger and then frowned, “I don’t understand what you mean, senior.”

“You are not wrong; there is no need to leave Tianying Pavilion. Staying will be beneficial to you,” Ying Hun said with a faint smile.

Chasing Moon and Bright Moon couldn’t help but feel relieved at the words of Ying Hun.

“Even though the Pavilion Master personally recommended him, it seems that Feng Wuchen does not recognize the Pavilion Master. A single recommendation letter is enough to prove that Feng Wuchen’s identity is not simple, and he must have a significant connection to the Dragon God Clan,” thought the Heavenly Monarch, growing more curious about Feng Wuchen’s origins.

Those who knew of Ying Hun’s temperament, as assassins of Tianying Pavilion, had some understanding.

If it were anyone else, they would already be dead, and there would be no such mercy.

Looking at Feng Wuchen, Ying Hun said with a light smile, “There is a special task that only you can complete.”

“A special task?” Feng Wuchen slightly furrowed his brows.

Everyone was very curious about what kind of special task it was that necessitated the seemingly least capable Feng Wuchen to complete it.

“Tian Kui, Feng Wuchen, stay back. The rest of you, leave,” Ying Hun gestured with his hand.

“Why let Feng Wuchen stay?” The crowd was immensely puzzled, but no one dared to ask and obediently left.

“What is this special task that I must complete?” With everyone gone, Feng Wuchen asked curiously.

“Once you break through to the King Realm, I will naturally tell you,” Ying Hun said with a smile, flipping his hand over, and in his palm, a scroll emitting a faint golden light appeared out of thin air.

“What is this?” Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised, inwardly remarking, “Such a familiar aura.”

“Supreme Dragon God Decision!” Ying Hun said with a light smile.

“The most powerful Divine Art in the Heavenly Realm! Only those with the supreme bloodline of the Dragon God Clan can cultivate it! The most esteemed Cultivation Technique of the Dragon God Clan! But how could it be in the Pavilion Master’s hands?” Tian Kui’s heart was deeply shaken.

“Supreme Dragon God Decision?” Feng Wuchen’s expression changed dramatically, and his heart was filled with shock: “How could he have the Evil Dragon God’s technique?”

A series of doubts flooded Feng Wuchen’s mind; he could tell that the Supreme Dragon God Decision in Ying Hun’s hand was more powerful than the Dragon God Technique he had been cultivating; it could be considered an upgraded version.

With a slight wave of his hand, the scroll flew towards Feng Wuchen, and Ying Hun said, “This is the true Dragon God Technique.”

“How do you have a technique of the Dragon God Clan?” Feng Wuchen asked with a furrowed brow.

“Such a Divine Art is only possessed by the Clan Leader of the Dragon God Clan. This is the first gift from your father for when you meet, I am merely transferring it to you,” Ying Hun said with a gentle smile.

“My father?” Feng Wuchen was stunned.

“What? Could he be… the young master of the Dragon God Clan!” Tian Kui’s heart shook violently again!