Chapter 1247: 1247: Concerns

Chapter 1247: Chapter 1247: Concerns

“Lord Feng!”

Su Xuan and Bai Hun respectfully greeted him one after another.

“Oh? Lord Feng? How grand and majestic!” Hearing Su Xuan and the others address Feng Wuchen, the Death Heavenly Emperor sneered mockingly.

“The title ‘Lord Feng’ is indeed not excessive, given his status as a Divine Grade Artifact Refiner.” Emperor Ling also sneered sardonically.

The Immortal Kui Heavenly Emperor looked at Feng Wuchen in surprise and said, “What a handsome young man. This emperor likes him.”

“Su Xuan, the Divine Grade Artifact Refiner in your eyes won’t be able to save your lives,” the Shura Heavenly Emperor sneered, completely disregarding Feng Wuchen and Tianming.

As members of the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors, their status was transcendental, and their strength terrifying; how could they possibly take a mere Heavenly Monarch and Heavenly Deity Realm cultivator seriously?

“Why have you come?”

Seeing Feng Wuchen and Tianming descending, Ying Hun, despite his serious injuries, scolded with restrained anger.

“Of course, we came to save people.” Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, showing neither fear nor worry, completely unfazed by the ridicule of the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors.

Seeing that Ying Hun and the others were still alive, Feng Wuchen finally felt relieved.

“This brat can still smile; does he not realize death is upon him?” The Nether Emperor remarked grimly upon seeing the smile on Feng Wuchen’s face.

With cold gaze sweeping over the Undying Heavenly Emperor and the others, the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors scrutinized Feng Wuchen, who was famed across the Ling Realm.

As for Tianming, they entirely ignored him.

“Whoosh!”

With a mere thought, Feng Wuchen executed instant movement, rescuing Ying Hun from right under the Shura Heavenly Emperor’s watchful eyes in a single moment.

In the blink of an eye, he was back to his original position.

“Dragon God Clan’s Instant Movement!”

Even the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors couldn’t immediately perceive it during that brief moment.

Instant movement was just that powerful!

“Impressive! To have honed instant movement to the level of freedom of intent, able to execute it with mere thoughts.” The Undying Heavenly Emperor praised, looking at Feng Wuchen with some surprise.

“How arrogant! He arrives and immediately demonstrates his prowess. Is this your opening gambit against the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors?” The Oblivion Heavenly Emperor sneered malevolently.

The Shura Heavenly Emperor glanced at Emperor Ling and then slowly took a few steps forward, saying, “Emperor Ling, didn’t you claim this brat possesses the power of the Heavenly Dao? This emperor wants to see how strong his Heavenly Dao power really is.”

“Shura Heavenly Emperor, don’t kill him; Master Guigu wants him alive.” The Undying Heavenly Emperor intervened.

“Relax, this emperor knows the boundaries.” The Shura Heavenly Emperor sneered, yet when he turned his gaze back to Feng Wuchen, he realized Feng Wuchen had utterly dismissed their presence.

“This insolent brat!” The Shura Heavenly Emperor’s face twisted unnaturally with rage.

As members of the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors, high above all others, who would dare face them without fear or veneration?

Feng Wuchen’s blatant disregard felt as if it had inflicted an overwhelming blow on the lofty Shura Heavenly Emperor.

“Tsk, tsk, even more arrogant than this emperor expected. He dares to ignore our existence. Does he truly think he is somebody?” The Oblivion Heavenly Emperor’s expression morphed into an icy cold sneer.

“That’s not entirely fair to say. Someone possessing the power of the Heavenly Dao cannot simply be dismissed, especially since he belongs to the Dragon God Clan. This power, unachievable even by the Dragon God Clan Leader or the once-dominant Dragon God Supreme of the Heavenly Realm, has now been mastered by this brat. Just as Emperor Ling mentioned, his identity remains a mystery!” The Undying Heavenly Emperor remarked with keen interest in Feng Wuchen.

Someone who possesses the power of the Heavenly Dao—how could they be ordinary?

“Pavilion Master, are you alright?” Feng Wuchen asked Ying Hun, completely ignoring the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors.

“Wind Shadow! You must leave quickly!” Ying Hun urged frantically.

“Don’t worry, Pavilion Master, everything will be fine.” Feng Wuchen replied with an unperturbed smile, as if the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors were mere trifles.

Seeing Feng Wuchen’s absolute composure, Ying Hun was momentarily stunned, unable to fathom the source of Feng Wuchen’s confidence or his underlying strategy.

“How dare you ignore this emperor! Brat, this emperor will cripple you and drag you back!” The Shura Heavenly Emperor threatened ruthlessly, locking his fierce killing intent onto Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen’s brows furrowed slightly; his icy cold glare filled with visceral hostility swept across the Shura Heavenly Emperor.

“What a terrifying gaze! It feels as if a venomous serpent has its sights fixed on me.” The Shura Heavenly Emperor thought to himself, inwardly alarmed.

“Shura Heavenly Emperor, don’t rush; let’s see what he intends to do.” The Undying Heavenly Emperor intervened.

Feng Wuchen merely glanced over and said nothing.

“Brother Tianming, administer the Healing Pill to the Pavilion Master.” Feng Wuchen instructed Tianming.

Tianming complied swiftly, taking out the Healing Pill and other restorative elixirs to help Ying Hun consume them.

“The aura of the Tian Kui Assassin is extremely frail.” Feng Wuchen frowned and thought inwardly, detecting the severely diminished presence of the Tian Kui Assassin.

The Tian Kui Assassin had suffered grave injuries, teetering at the edge of life and death.

“Whoosh!”

Feng Wuchen executed instant movement again, vanishing in the blink of an eye and returning almost instantaneously with the critically wounded, unconscious Tian Kui.

“Lord Tian Kui!” Tianming’s face paled with shock.

“His injuries are very severe.” Feng Wuchen remarked grimly.

“Lord Feng, the Tianshi Immortal Mansion has powerful healing elixirs!” Su Xuan quickly suggested.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”

With a single thought, Feng Wuchen unleashed instant movement consecutively, almost effortlessly transferring Su Xuan, Bai Hun, and the severely injured Ice Flame Emperor and the Virtuous Sovereign down to the palace atrium.

“The Dragon God Clan’s instant movement is truly unparalleled in its brilliance,” Emperor Ling exclaimed with amazement, his eyes filled with a blazing fervor.

The divine technique of instant movement—a power the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors all coveted yet knew was utterly unattainable.

“Senior Su, arrange for their healing. Leave the rest to me.” Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile, his expression radiating hope.

“Lord Feng, please be careful.” Su Xuan warned anxiously.

“Don’t worry, nothing will happen.” Feng Wuchen replied amiably, showing no trace of panic or unease.

“What exactly is happening with Wind Shadow?” Ying Hun was utterly perplexed, his suspicious gaze shifting to Tianming.

“Brat, are your affairs settled?” The Shura Heavenly Emperor asked coldly.

Feng Wuchen turned slowly, directing his gaze toward the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors in the skies.

“You wish to destroy Tianshi Immortal Mansion, the Artificer Guild, and Tianying Pavilion? You seek to capture me as well? That is also on Master Guigu’s orders, correct? Here I am. Go ahead and make your move.” Feng Wuchen said flatly, fixing his icy gaze on the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors.

Witnessing Feng Wuchen’s unshaken and brazen demeanor, the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors grew increasingly wary.

“Before you attack, pass a message to Master Guigu: ensure I never see him again, or the Great Elder of Shengxian Divine Hall will be struck from the Heavenly Realm!” Feng Wuchen added.

“Arrogant!” The Ancient Emperor declared coldly, narrowing his eyes.

“To remain so calm before the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors means either he’s bluffing or he’s well-prepared.” The Death Heavenly Emperor pondered with a frown.

“What is this brat scheming? I can’t discern even a shred of fear in him.” The Undying Heavenly Emperor mused, brows furrowed.

Feng Wuchen’s composed demeanor unexpectedly unsettled the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors.