Chapter 1337: 1337: The Fall of Emperor Ling

Chapter 1337: Chapter 1337: The Fall of Emperor Ling

Completed works “Reckless Deviant: Divine Cultivation”, “Eternal Battle Soul”

Ongoing work “Supreme Arrogance: Divine Cultivation”

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“You brat! I shall destroy you!”

Xuan Kui’s fierce and ruthless palm slammed down, the terrifying power enough to cripple Feng Wuchen, an immense momentum that shook the heavens.

“Boom!”

“Buzz buzz!”

In the blink of an eye, Xuan Kui reached Feng Wuchen, his fierce and ruthless palm struck down with a earth-shattering explosion, the terrifying power blasting the surrounding space into a void for dozens of feet.

Yet, Xuan Kui’s palm hit nothing but air.

“Instant teleportation!” Xuan Kui’s expression changed.

“Not good!” Mr. Guigu’s old face darkened.

“Xuetu, be careful!” Xuan Kui was shocked and urgently shouted, quickly moving away.

“Swoosh!”

When Feng Wuchen appeared again, the Dragon God Sword in his hand ruthlessly pierced through Emperor Ling’s heart, the gravely injured emperor’s expression changed drastically.

“You… you little brat…” Emperor Ling never expected that the person Feng Wuchen intended to kill wasn’t Xuetu, but him!

“Emperor Ling!” Everyone was shocked to the core.

Nobody expected Feng Wuchen to use a clever diversion tactic to seize the opportunity to take down Emperor Ling.

The power of instant teleportation was so strong, the heavily injured Emperor Ling was completely unaware.

“Emperor Ling, years ago you abducted Ying Hun’s granddaughter Ying Wuyue, causing them to be separated for over twenty years, you even used Ying Wuyue to threaten me. Killing you today settles that score, go meet Yama.” Feng Wuchen spoke expressionlessly, his voice chilling to the bone.

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen slowly withdrew the Dragon God Sword, Emperor Ling falling downward.

Emperor Ling was severely injured by Jueqing, and Feng Wuchen’s sword undoubtedly delivered the fatal blow, Emperor Ling’s aura gradually dissipating.

One of the Eight Heavenly Emperors, Emperor Ling, fell on Mount Tianxu.

“Wind Shadow!” Xuan Kui gritted his teeth, seething with fury, his fists clenched until they cracked.

To Xuan Kui, it was a disgrace that Feng Wuchen took out Emperor Ling right under his nose.

“Wind Shadow! Well done!” Ying Hun shouted, “Emperor Ling, goodness is rewarded, evil is punished, this is your retribution!”

“Xiao Xiao, save Jueqing!” Feng Wuchen quickly called to Ling Xiaoxiao.

“Okay!” Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly used instant teleportation, her graceful figure vanishing instantly.

“Instant teleportation? Dragon God Clan? No, this is the aura of the Rakshasa Divine Clan! She’s actually a descendant of the Rakshasa Divine Clan? How is this possible?” Mr. Guigu was shocked, only now noticing the presence of several individuals with peculiar auras within the Dragon God Palace.

“What on earth is going on? The Rakshasa Divine Clan shouldn’t have any descendants, who exactly are they? Their auras are quite similar to the Dragon God Clan and Rakshasa Divine Clan, these three fierce beasts bear an ancient aura, they must be extraordinary.” Mr. Guigu pondered with a frown, his deep-set old eyes scrutinizing Long Tianzhan and others.

“Shi Tian Hu! Quickly save him!” Ling Xiaoxiao, carrying the heavily injured Jueqing, flashed back, Jueqing’s injuries were extremely severe, having suffered a brutal blow from Mr. Guigu, his life was hanging by a thread.

Shi Tian Hu possesses an exceptionally strong regenerative power, aiding in Jueqing’s recovery is not a problem.

“Shi Tian Hu! Quickly heal Jueqing’s injuries!” Feng Wuchen said.

“No problem!” Shi Tian Hu replied confidently.

“With Emperor Ling dead, from today onward, I’ll call the shots in the Ling Realm!” Feng Wuchen declared arrogantly, his fierce gaze sweeping over Mr. Guigu and others, his momentum towering.

“Such arrogance! The Ling Realm is not yours to control!” the Immortal Heavenly Emperor roared.

Ying Hun struck with a palm, ruthlessly saying, “Better take care of yourself first!”

“I don’t need your consent to control the Ling Realm. Didn’t you do the same back then? Before long, the Immortal Divine Domain will be in my hands too; Immortal Heavenly Emperor, you better be careful.” Feng Wuchen’s cold gaze glanced at the Immortal Heavenly Emperor.

With a sinister gaze fixed on Xuetu, Feng Wuchen sneered, “You better watch out, maybe you’re the next to die.”

“You brat!” The heavily injured Xuetu stared at Feng Wuchen with extreme malice.

“I’ll let you live a little longer.” Feng Wuchen sneered, his fierce gaze then shifted to Mr. Guigu, saying coldly, “Old man, if my guess is correct, your cultivation should be above the Great Sovereign, having stepped into the Ninth Level Heavenly Emperor realm, possibly even stronger.”

“Frankly, none of us can match you, but if you think you can truly deal with me, you’re underestimating me.” Feng Wuchen displayed no fear.

“Is that so?” Mr. Guigu’s old eyes slightly narrowed, the malice in them intensifying.

Mr. Guigu wished to capture Feng Wuchen alive immediately, but he was very wary of Feng Wuchen’s terrifying soul power, he dared not approach Feng Wuchen.

Moreover, Mr. Guigu was convinced a powerful figure from the Dragon God Clan was in the shadows; without complete certainty, he wouldn’t easily make a move.

“Don’t be arrogant!” Xuan Kui roared angrily, charging ferociously at Feng Wuchen once more, killing intent soaring to the sky.

Xuan Kui’s speed was terrifyingly fast, and before he finished speaking, his figure had already flashed in front of Feng Wuchen, slamming a palm down again.

“Boom!”

“Crack!”

“Puff!”

As Xuan Kui’s palm landed, a booming explosion sounded, Xuan Kui’s face suddenly changed dramatically, his arm bones shattered, and then he spat a mouthful of blood, his body flying like a kite with a broken string.

“Eighth Heavenly Emperor!” Xuan Kui was utterly terrified.

“Xuan Kui!” the Heavenly Emperor expert was shocked.

“Long Qinghun!” Mr. Guigu frowned deeply, saying sinisterly, “I knew your Dragon God Clan had hidden power in the shadows.”

“Xuan Kui, oh Xuan Kui, you have quite the nerve, daring to provoke the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan, are you tired of living?” An ethereal yet commanding voice resounded.

“Young Master of the Dragon God Clan!” Long Tianzhan and Ling Xiaoxiao were suddenly shocked.

“Brother Feng is the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan?” Ling Xiaoxiao’s pretty face froze, her heart surging with turbulent waves.

“This brat is actually the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan?” The Three-eyed Magic Ape’s eyes widened.

Ling Xiaoxiao and the others only knew Feng Wuchen was a descendant of the Dragon God Clan, but none expected he was actually the Young Master of the Dragon God Clan.

“What terrifying strength! This person’s cultivation is extremely high, more terrifying than Xuetu.” Wild Panther frowned, his gaze directed skyward.

“It’s Long Qinghun, the formidable Dragon God Clan expert, at the Eighth Heavenly Emperor level, top genius of the Dragon God Clan.” Jueqing said, with the help of Shi Tian Hu, Jueqing’s injuries had recovered by sixty percent.

High above, Long Qinghun appeared silently, respectfully asking Feng Wuchen, “Young Master, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Feng Wuchen shook his head, having long anticipated Long Qinghun’s presence in the shadows.

Because of this, Feng Wuchen was completely fearless.

“Long Qinghun!” The heavily injured Xuan Kui glared at Long Qinghun with eyes full of blood and killing intent.

“Tsk tsk, still not dead, you’ve got a tough life, it seems I was too gentle, shall we try another palm?” Long Qinghun sneered with an infuriating expression.

Long Qinghun’s arrival instilled fear among the strong Heavenly Emperor of the Tianzun Divine Palace.

None of them were strangers to Long Qinghun, and they were well aware of his formidable strength.