Bai Xuan extended his index finger, gently pushing away the sword resting on his neck.
If one looked closely, they would find that Bai Xuanâs index finger did not actually touch the blade, but was instead influenced by an invisible force.
"Is it the bloodline power of the Guardian Spirit Clan?" Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked within. Facing this invisible force from Bai Xuan, Feng Wuchen felt an oppressive pressure.
"Thatâs not right. Thereâs another forceâan ancient power. The bloodline and the ancient power have already merged. This guyâs strength is no trivial matter," Feng Wuchen thought to himself, sensing the aura of ancient power from Bai Xuanâs strength.
"This guy is so strong," Bei Dou Yan frowned.
"His combat strength is likely above a Six-Star God Emperor, Brother Feng probably isnât his match," Liu Qingyang speculated.
Having been tempered by the Human and Heavenly Realms, Liu Qingyang and Bei Dou Yan, with their rich experience, could roughly gauge Bai Xuanâs strength without much difficulty.
"Feng Wuchen, your people are in my grasp, and I also believe you are a smart person," Bai Xuan said with a slight cold smile, confident that Feng Wuchen would not make a move.
Indeed, even with Ling Xiaoxiao here, Feng Wuchen would not act rashly without understanding the situation fully.
"Before you came to find me, I think youâve already inquired about the Guardian Spirit Clan, otherwise you wouldnât know Iâm in the Drunken Dream Pavilion. Also, donât even think about letting the hidden experts rescue your people; theyâre not capable of it," Bai Xuan continued with a confident smile.
With a thought, Feng Wuchen retracted the Dragon God Sword into his body, then said coldly, "You seem very confident."
"I wonât harm your people, the Guardian Spirit Clanâs intentions, you should know by now," Bai Xuan sneered.
Feng Wuchen said chillingly, "Whatever the Guardian Spirit Clan wants is none of my business. But if you dare to harm even a single hair on Xiaoxiao, I will make you regret it. Donât doubt my words."
"Are you referring to that ancient powerhouse?" Bai Xuan laughed coldly, "The Guardian Spirit Clan dared to capture your people, do you think theyâd be afraid of him?"
Feng Wuchen slightly furrowed his brows; listening to Bai Xuanâs words, it seemed neither boastful nor a bluff.
"Whether or not the Guardian Spirit Clan is afraid, I donât know, but I do know that if you donât release Xiaoxiao, youâll die here. The Guardian Spirit Clan has hidden for years; I imagine they wouldnât want to suffer massive losses the moment they appear, right?" Feng Wuchen replied icily.
Upon hearing this, Bai Xuanâs expression darkened, speaking sinisterly, "Are you threatening me?"
"Qingyang, go rescue them," Feng Wuchen ordered forcefully, ignoring Bai Xuan.
"Yes!" Liu Qingyang and the others immediately shot off.
Not a single senior member of the Drunken Dream Pavilion dared to stop them or even speak.
"Courting death!" Bai Xuan sneered, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Anyone who dares to stop them, kill without mercy!" Feng Wuchen said aloud.
"You!" Bai Xuan was furious, blue veins bulging on his face, his skin twitching violently, but then he laughed angrily instead, "Haha! Feng Wuchen, do you truly think itâs just me alone here?"
"You can try," Feng Wuchen replied with a cold smile.
"Why are you all still standing there? Donât want to live? Kill them!" Bai Xuan shouted coldly at the Drunken Dream Pavilion seniors.
The senior members of the Drunken Dream Pavilion were all startled, filled with terror.
On one side was the terrifying power of the Guardian Spirit Clan, on the other was the terrifying power behind Feng Wuchen, leaving them at a complete loss.
"Preposterous! You all have a death wish!" Bai Xuanâs expression turned thoroughly gloomy, his killing intent surging to the sky.
Feng Wuchen said icily, "They arenât tired of living, theyâre just afraid to act, canât you see that, idiot?"
"Youâre asking for death!" Bai Xuan shouted angrily, unleashing a sharp killing intent as he charged at Feng Wuchen with terrifying speed, his aura overwhelming.
Feng Wuchenâs expression changed slightly, feeling the terrifying pressure from Bai Xuan, it was enough to strike fear into oneâs heart.
Without time to think, Feng Wuchen immediately erupted with world-destroying Divine Power, meeting the charge with a fierce punch.
"Boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
In the blink of an eye, the two punches collided fiercely, exploding with a loud bang, the terrifying power of the collision wreaked havoc without restraint, the ground of the plaza crumbling and shattering at a visible speed.
Despite the fierce clash, Feng Wuchen did not fall behind, completely blocking Bai Xuanâs terrifying strength.
"Thereâs no need for Drunken Dream Pavilion to exist anymore!" Bai Xuan said coldly.
"Young Master Bai, spare us!" The senior members of the Drunken Dream Pavilion knelt down in fright, while a mass of disciples fell into despair.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Several figures appeared instantly, launching a frenzied slaughter, brutal and merciless, utterly inhuman.
"Main God powerful beings!" Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, "No wonder theyâre so arrogant."
Bai Xuan sneered coldly, "Not only will they die, but you must die too!"
"Is that so?" Feng Wuchen sneered coldly.
Facing the four Main God powerhouses, the Pavilion Master of the Drunken Dream Pavilion and other high-ranking members were powerless, in the blink of an eye, the high-ranking members were all tragically killed due to Bai Xuanâs single command.
"The Pavilion Master and elders have all been killed..."
"Run for your lives now! Quickly!"
"Young Master Bai says kill and they kill..."
The sudden scene scared the Drunken Dream Pavilion disciples out of their wits, sending them into a frenzy as they screamed and fled for their lives.
Moments ago they were alive, and now theyâre dead, leaving the Drunken Dream Pavilion disciples unable to accept.
"The Drunken Dream Pavilion defied orders! Wash the Drunken Dream Pavilion in blood! Leave none! Donât let them rescue anyone, kill them all!" Bai Xuan ordered coldly, utterly unafraid to become enemies with Feng Wuchen.
As Bai Xuanâs words fell, a Main God powerhouse instantly appeared in front of Miao Qingqing and the others, smashing out a palm without hesitation, the attack merciless and vicious.
"Qingqing, watch out!" Liu Qingyang cried out in shock.
Facing the power of the Main God powerhouse, a single palm would be enough to instantly kill the three of them.
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
However, just as the Main God powerhouse struck a palm, a shadow appeared abruptly, meeting the attack with a palm, exploding with a loud boom. The destructive force made the Main God powerhouse spit blood, his body shooting backward, as it pierced through several halls, leaving his life or death uncertain.
"What?" Bai Xuanâs face changed dramatically.
"A Great Main God powerhouse!" The other three Main God powerhouses were also startled.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
"Boom boom boom!"
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
The mysterious Great Main God powerhouseâs figure flickered continuously, with terrifying speed, in the blink of an eye, the three Main God powerhouses were heavily injured and sent flying.
Before Bai Xuan could react, the mysterious Great Main God powerhouse had appeared before him, scaring Bai Xuan half to death.
With the terrifying power of a Great Main God, he could kill Bai Xuan in an instant.
"Heâs not that ancient powerhouse. Feng Wuchen has other Great Main God powerhouses behind him!" Bai Xuan thought with a frown, his face pale and hideous.
"Bai Xuan, I want to ask you, is this your decision, or the Guardian Spirit Clanâs decision?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly, each word filled with chilling killing intent.
At the moment his gaze met Feng Wuchenâs, Bai Xuan felt as if he had fallen into hell, sweat breaking out on his brow.
"What is this gaze?" Bai Xuan was shocked, at that moment, he was engulfed in a sense of powerlessness.