Chapter 1796 - 1795: Shock

"Dust, Dust!"

Tian Zu and the three elders swiftly descended from the sky, their faces lit with excitement and joy, as if returning from hell to heaven.

"Is everyone okay?" Feng Wuchen asked.

Xu Feng responded excitedly, "We’re fine, just injured, but not critically."

"Thanks to Mei’er’s Soul Bone Power, otherwise we’d be in grave danger," Liú Wúhén hurriedly said, casting a grateful glance at Yang Meier.

Mu Honglian expressed her gratitude, "Sister Mei’er, thank you, if it weren’t for you, we’d probably not have survived until Dust returned."

Everyone expressed their thanks, overflowing with gratitude.

Yang Meier quickly said, "I just wanted to do my part for everyone."

"Mei’er, well done," Feng Wuchen praised.

Receiving Feng Wuchen’s compliment, Yang Meier’s cheeks slightly flushed, her heart filled with delight.

"Who is he?" Feng Wuchen asked Tian Zu, glancing at Qin Yan.

Tian Zu respectfully replied, "Dust, Qin Yan insists I killed his wife and children years ago, but it was someone else. No matter how I explain, he doesn’t believe me."

"I see," Feng Wuchen nodded.

At this point, Qin Yan descended, his old eyes fixed on Feng Wuchen.

"I never hold grudges against Alchemists. Tian Zu killed my wife and children; I hope Dust doesn’t interfere. Out of respect for Dust as an Alchemist, I won’t trouble anyone else," Qin Yan said sternly.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen asked, "You insist Tian Zu killed your wife and children, but you must provide convincing evidence. If you have evidence, I won’t stop you, but if you want to kill without proof, that’s unjustifiable."

"I saw it with my own eyes; how could it be false?" Qin Yan retorted sternly.

Feng Wuchen shook his head, "Seeing it with your own eyes lacks persuasion."

Qin Yan’s old face sank, menacingly saying, "Dust, it seems you insist on intervening. Originally, my affair doesn’t concern you, but if that’s the case, I have no choice but to offend you."

His overwhelming aura surged again, Qin Yan cared not whether Feng Wuchen believed him; today, he had to eliminate Tian Zu and seize Yang Meier’s Soul Bone Power.

"Dust, that old man wants to steal Mei’er’s Soul Bone. Even without evidence, he’s unlikely to retreat easily," Liú Wúhén frowned.

"You all start healing; leave the rest to me," Feng Wuchen said casually.

Qin Yan studied Feng Wuchen warily, thinking, "The outside world knows nothing of this kid’s cultivation, only that he’s a God-King Level Alchemist. But the three major forces in the Star Soul Realm were wiped out by the Wushuang Divine Palace; Tian Zu and the others couldn’t have done it alone."

"The kid using poison earlier couldn’t possibly dodge my attack, and that little girl even less so, but Dust can silently rescue people right under my nose, proving he’s no ordinary person," Qin Yan thought, not daring to underestimate Feng Wuchen.

"Let’s test his strength first," Qin Yan thought, then voiced, "Dust, forgive me!"

"Boom!"

Qin Yan stepped onto the ground, causing an explosive sound as the plaza ground burst into a huge pit, his figure transformed into a black lightning bolt charging toward Feng Wuchen, overwhelming and intimidating.

"Dust, be careful!" Xu Feng urgently warned.

Undaunted, Feng Wuchen shot out, disappearing instantly and leaving no trace.

Qin Yan raised his hand, about to attack, but found Feng Wuchen had vanished.

"Such miraculous movement technique, can it conceal one’s aura?" Qin Yan muttered, frowning deeply.

"Dust’s movement technique is truly formidable, making it impossible to guard against," Mu Honglian frowned, deeply amazed.

Mu Qingyun nodded slightly, "Although I’ve watched Dust perform this miraculous movement technique multiple times, each instance remains astonishing."

All eyes searched around, but no one knew Feng Wuchen’s whereabouts, unable to sense his aura.

Qin Yan cautiously surveyed the surroundings, his old face tense.

For a moment, the Wushuang Divine Palace was silent.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an explosion shattered the silence. Qin Yan’s figure shot straight out, his feet skidding across the plaza ground over ten meters before stopping.

"What is happening here? The force isn’t strong, yet caught me completely off guard," Qin Yan frowned deeply, his old face tense.

"Gone again, couldn’t see Dust," Tian Zu furrowed his brow.

"It’s so fast! Didn’t even see what happened; that old guy seemed to fly out on his own," Xu Feng exclaimed in excitement, face aglow.

"Boom!"

Silently, another explosion sent Qin Yan flying again, unaware of where Feng Wuchen had attacked from.

The previous punch merely pushed Qin Yan back a dozen meters.

But this punch sent Qin Yan flying, smashing into a plaza statue.

The sudden attack, despite Qin Yan’s preparation, still came too abruptly, leaving him defenseless.

"Damn it! What kind of movement technique is this?" Qin Yan cursed through clenched teeth, his old face growing fierce.

In the next moment, Feng Wuchen appeared in the plaza, eerily ghostly.

"Dust, Dust!" The Wushuang Divine Palace erupted in jubilant cheers.

Floating slowly, Qin Yan solemnly said, "Dust’s movement technique is superb. Honestly, I’ve never seen such strange and powerful movement technique, but Dust’s strength is lacking."

"I only wish for you to back down. I understand your need for revenge if your wife and children were killed, but I won’t kill those unrelated to my grudge," Feng Wuchen remarked calmly.

"If Dust wishes to deter me from avenging and quenching my hatred, you’ll need more formidable strength!" Qin Yan coldly declared as the terrifying strength of a Five-Star Divine Monarch intensified.

"Buzz buzz!"

Ascending to the sky, Qin Yan’s unchecked power surged violently, causing the space to tremble and his momentum to pierce the clouds.

"Dust, c’mon, show your true prowess. I can’t believe that Tian Zu alone could annihilate three forces, given the wipeout by the Wushuang Divine Palace," Qin Yan coldly stated, with intense battle intent erupting.

Gazing at Qin Yan in the high sky, Feng Wuchen said, "Frankly, I’m not as strong as you."

Speaking, Feng Wuchen also ascended, unleashing his Divine Element Power.

"One-star Divine Monarch!" Qin Yan sneered coldly, relieved that Feng Wuchen’s cultivation was assuredly inferior to his own.

Tian Zu exclaimed, "One-star Divine Monarch! Unexpectedly a One-star Divine Monarch!"

"Oh my god, Dust broke through to a One-star Divine Monarch! Nearly surpassing my Five-star level! How is this possible?" Xu Feng exclaimed in disbelief, his mind buzzing uncontrollably.

"I didn’t see wrong, did I? One-star Divine Monarch, when did Dust breakthrough?" Liú Wúhén gaped in astonishment.

Everyone in the Wushuang Divine Palace was startled, their eyes wide open.

In their view, Dust’s cultivation couldn’t be more than that of a Divine King!