"Iâm considering everything from a Guardianâs perspective for your sake. Intervening is also for your good."
"With the impending war between the Seven God Realms and the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, you who are the strongest forces of the Seven God Realms, instead of preparing for the impending battle, are provoking a war over personal vendettas. Even if you win, what then? If defeated by the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, will you survive?"
"If you wish to fight, I wonât interfere, but it would be best to wait until after the war. At that time, fight however you want, and even if you beg me to step in, I wouldnât care to!"
"If you insist on fighting now, I donât mind killing you all."
Qianhunâs words were forceful and resonated with authority.
Qianhunâs strength was less than Dantongâs, and Zhun Sha and the others were powerless to shake Qianhun, let alone Dantong.
Zhun Sha and the leaders of the seven major forces were left speechless, but their expressions turned extremely grim.
From the battle just now, they had exhausted all effort, yet failed to budge Qianhun in the slightest.
"Zhun Sha, though youâve stepped into the Transcendent Saint realm, donât think you can defy Dantong. Dantongâs strength is beyond your imagination. If you donât want to die now, youâd better take your people and leave." Qianhun continued.
"Great Main God, what do you think?" Ming Huang asked Zhun Sha, despite being extremely reluctant, yet realizing their current strength was no match for Qianhun.
"Qianhunâs strength is too profound, we gain nothing from opposing him, there are many opportunities to kill Feng Wuchen, not to mention our Alchemists have already submitted to Feng Wuchen, itâs unwise to engage in battle." Qiu Dingfeng frowned and said.
"Master Qiu is absolutely right." Leng Moye agreed.
Upon hearing the words of the major forcesâ leaders, Zhun Sha knew todayâs battle would end here, his expression extremely unsightly.
As long as Qianhun intervened, they couldnât possibly deal with Feng Wuchen, not to mention Dantong had not shown himself.
But to leave just like this, Zhun Sha could hardly bear it. Opportunities like this might not come again. Staring fiercely at Feng Wuchen, he said chillingly, "Feng Wuchen, I will never allow the Dragon God Clan to appear in the Seven God Realms."
Feng Wuchen shrugged and sneered, "Donât speak too soon, todayâs shame, I, Feng Wuchen, will repay tenfold in the future!"
"You wonât have the chance!" Zhun Sha said with a sinister tone, his old eyes narrowed slightly.
"Feng Wuchen, run quickly!" Qianhun suddenly shouted, extremely anxious.
"Boom!"
"Poof!"
At that instant, there was a sudden explosive sound. Qianhun spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, his body rocketing into the air like a cannonball, completely caught off guard.
"Qianhun!" Feng Wuchen was shocked, the sudden scene catching him off guard.
Without any hesitation, Feng Wuchen immediately used Instantaneous Movement and vanished.
Being able to catch Qianhun off guard and inflict such injury with a single strike, it was clear how terrifying the strength of the assailant must be.
"Whatâs going on?" Mu Xuanshan was both shocked and puzzled.
"Who on earth can injure Qianhun with just one strike?" Ming Huang said in horror, scared out of his wits.
Bai Yunqi glanced at Zhun Sha, secretly frightened, "This old thing Zhun Sha actually knows someone so terrifying? Why strike only now?"
Even a single Qianhun had rendered them powerless; more so a person even scarier than Qianhun.
Where Qianhun originally stood, now appeared an old man in a black robe, his hair and beard completely white, exuding an aura of overwhelming invincibility.
"Qianhun, itâs been so many years, and your skills havenât improved much. It seems youâve neglected your practice over these years," the old man said with a faint smile.
"Great Main God, who is he?" Mu Xuanshan hurriedly asked.
Zhun Sha said, "The Master of the Transmigration Curse!"
"What? The Master of the Transmigration Curse!" Bai Yunqi and the seven leadersâ expressions changed drastically, as if they had seen a ghost.
At this moment, in the hearts of the seven major forcesâ leaders, a profound dread of Zhun Sha was born.
To be able to enlist such a terrifying powerhouse, it shows how formidable Zhun Shaâs backing is.
"Zhu Hun, donât stir up too much trouble. This time Iâm helping you, also for your masterâs sake. Iâm leaving soon anyway," the old man said to Zhu Hun.
"Just kill Feng Wuchen." Zhun Sha nodded.
The meaning of the black-robed old man was clear: if things got out of hand, heâd leave, and no one would help Zhun Sha deal with the aftermath.
"Qianhun, are you okay?" Feng Wuchen asked.
"Iâm fine." Qianhun weakly shook his head, his face paler than before.
With just one strike, Qianhun was dealt such severe harm; a full-force blow might have killed him on the spot.
"This old monsterâs power is getting more terrifying!" Qianhun said with a strained smile.
Feng Wuchen glanced at the black-robed elder, speculating, "If Iâm not mistaken, heâs the Transmigration Curseâs controller."
Qianhun wiped the blood from his lips, solemnly saying, "Couldnât believe you know about the Transmigration Curse too, and indeed you guessed it right, this old thing is the Transmigration Curseâs controller. Itâs been many years since he last appeared. His cultivation is close to Ascension, and throughout the Seven Divine Realms, many major forces and powerhouses are controlled by the Transmigration Curse."
"So itâs true, I knew he would show up. It seems he hasnât discovered the anomalies of the Transmigration Curse yet," Feng Wuchen muttered to himself.
Looking at Feng Wuchen, Qianhun said, "Feng Wuchen, you must leave quickly. Zhun Sha is determined to kill you, I canât protect you."
"And what about you? You just saved me. Do you think Iâll just leave?" Feng Wuchen retorted.
"He wouldnât dare kill me. Donât forget who stands behind me; heâs only here to hinder me or perhaps deal with Dantong." Qianhun replied confidently.
"Great Main God and people of the seven major forces donât know, you just used the Transcendent Saint domain, already expending a lot of energy, now injured, do you think you can hold them off? You should heal yourself." Feng Wuchen said.
With that, Feng Wuchen flashed and moved, in a blink arriving above the Dragon God Palace.
"Attack!" Zhun Sha roared furiously.
"Attack!" Tens of thousands of powerhouses roared and charged up, their momentum overwhelming, killing intent soaring.
With Qianhun already dealt with and an even scarier powerhouse controlling the situation, coupled with Feng Wuchen controlling dozens of Alchemists for a counterattack, they were incensed beyond measure.
Now having the chance to kill Feng Wuchen, everyone charged desperately.
"Buzz Buzz!"
The power of the bloodline, Supreme Physique Third Stage power, and World-Destroying Divine Power were fully activated; all the armor of gauntlets was summoned as Feng Wuchenâs combat power soared crazily, the brilliant golden light piercing the sky, the aura extremely domineering.
Feng Wuchen grasped at the air, summoning the Dragon God Sword, the Sword Intent surging to the heavens, and his domineering aura rose again.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchenâs combat power had risen to the Nine-Star Divine Emperor realm.
The Dragon God Sword slanted towards the void, impressive and awe-inspiring, exuding a fierce battle intent.
"Master, have you gone mad?" The Dragon God Sword inquired in a panic.
Exuding icy killing intent, Feng Wuchen said, "Do you think Iâm someone who cowers like a timid rabbit?"