"Mu Yanjunâs ancient power has been devoured!"
"This boy actually dared to kill Mu Yanjun! Heâs courting death!"
"Feng Wuchen is so fearless, could it be that Dantong has returned? But why canât I sense Dantongâs presence?"
Bai Yunqi and Ming Huang looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.
"Bai Yunqi, Ming Huang, if this is all the strength you have, I advise you to quickly retreat, otherwise, if you continue to fight, you wonât be able to leave even if you want to." Tian Tu said coldly, still holding his ground despite being against two opponents.
"Hmph! It seems youâve improved a lot during this time!" Bai Yunqi said gloomily, having stepped into the Transcendent Saint realm, his strength was no weaker than Zhu Sha, yet he still couldnât match Tian Tu. Bai Yunqi felt deeply unwilling.
"Mu Yanjun is dead, do you intend to avenge him? Isnât that ridiculous?" Hun Tu sneered.
Tian Tu was fighting two, while Shi Tu and the others could each face Mu Xuanshan and the others one-on-one. Avenge Mu Yanjun? Impossible, unless Luo Tianran takes action personally.
"Do you want your son? Here you go."
Feng Wuchen flung Mu Yanjunâs corpse forcefully towards Mu Xuanshan.
"Junâer!" Mu Xuanshan cried out in extreme grief and anger. Knowing Feng Wuchenâs capability earlier, he would have stopped Mu Yanjun. Unfortunately, thereâs no antidote for regret.
"Junâer! Junâer!" Mu Xuanshan shook the body in grief and anger, but Mu Yanjun showed no response, his aura completely vanished.
"Mu Xuanshan, leaving your son a complete corpse is my utmost consideration for you. Leave now." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Feng! Wuchen!" Mu Xuanshan roared to the sky in madness, an extremely terrifying Transcendent Saint power erupted uncontrollably. The overwhelmingly terrifying aura was almost tangible, suffocating those around.
"Hall Master of Holy Soul Temple, itâs not the right time yet. With our current strength, we may not be able to deal with them," Leng Moye transmitted telepathically. Though the exchange was brief, the increasing strength of Tian Tu and others was evident.
"Hall Master, Tian Tu and his team are strong. Even if we act now, we might not be able to kill Feng Wuchen to avenge Mu Yanjun, not to mention Mie Hun and Qianhun havenât appeared. We must report this to the Holy Realm for them to decide. With the Holy Realmâs presence, thereâs no fear of not being able to kill Feng Wuchen," Ming Huang quickly transmitted telepathically.
Bluntly put, it wasnât their sons that died, so naturally, they prioritized themselves. Suffering for a dead Mu Yanjun wasnât worth it.
They also secretly vowed to warn their sons not to provoke Feng Wuchen for the time being.
After all, without Luo Tianranâs intervention, they couldnât deal with Feng Wuchen.
"Feng Wuchen, I will not let you off easily!" Mu Xuanshan roared in grief and anger. Even though he was unwilling, Mu Xuanshan chose to retreat after deliberating.
"What Dantong said is true, the powerful figure from the Holy Realm wonât act for now, otherwise, theyâd have appeared already. But whatâs their real intention?" Feng Wuchen wondered in doubt.
"Master, your injuries are serious, you need to heal quickly. I will take my leave," Tian Tu saluted respectfully, and the five vanished into thin air.
With Mu Yanjun killed and Mu Xuanshanâs group forced to retreat, the Dragon God Palace rejoiced heartily at this unleashed grudge.
Feng Wuchen was gravely injured, having used all his strength earlier. As he sighed in relief, his body started to fall.
"Master!" Gu Yuan instantly moved to catch Feng Wuchen and brought him to the Dragon God Palace.
Feng Qianyang hurriedly took out an elixir for Feng Wuchen to consume. Though it was only a Divine Emperor-level Healing Pill, it at least stabilized Feng Wuchenâs injuries.
"Chen Er, how do you feel?" Feng Zhengxiong asked hurriedly.
"Donât worry, dad, I wonât die." Feng Wuchen grinned, his face pale as death.
"No more risky actions in the future, you almost scared us to death." Xiao Qingqing chided.
"Long Er, though your mother believes in your abilities, that was too risky. But you did well by killing that despicable man and venting our anger." Long Mu laughed.
"The Alliance Hierarchâs strength is still terrifying, even a Five-Star Divine Venerate is no match." Xing Feng said calmly with a smile.
Feng Wuchen managed a strained smile, "Thanks to the Qiankun Tower, otherwise I couldnât have beaten him. After this battle, my power only barely touched the Six-Star Divine Venerate level."
"Long Er, your Undying Golden Body seems to have grown stronger," Long Tian Chou commented.
"Thatâs why I broke into the Six-Star Divine Venerate realm. Otherwise, my combat power would only be at the peak of the Five-Star Divine Venerate. As my cultivation progresses, the Undying Golden Bodyâs realm has also enhanced significantly." Feng Wuchen replied.
"The Undying Golden Bodyâs realm has improved?" Long Tian Chou and Long Zhantian were taken aback, it seemed the Dragon God Clan harbored many unknown secrets.
"Dragon Father, Eldest Elder, you should cultivate well. The ancient Dragon God Clanâs bloodline origin has awakened, and you also have the chance to awaken ancient bloodlines. Once awakened, your cultivation can increase significantly." Feng Wuchen advised.
Long Tian Chou nodded, smiling, "Iâve sensed some movement in my bloodline recently, awakening should be imminent."
"Enough talk, Chen Er, you should heal first." Xiao Qingqing urged, looking at Feng Wuchenâs severe injuries with heartache.
"Your mother is right, hurry and heal. Youâve just devoured Mu Yanjunâs ancient power, perfect time to refine it." Feng Zhengxiong smiled.
Feng Wuchen was severely wounded, making it the best time for cultivation.
In the Divine Ring space, Feng Wuchen took out a Divine Venerate-level Sansheng Huanyang Pill to heal.
"Mu Yanjunâs ancient powerâits aura is quite similar to the Divine Punishment Power. It should be genuine Divine Punishment Power. Refining it should allow me to reach the Three-Star Divine Venerate," Feng Wuchen mused.
Feng Wuchen now possessed Chaos Divine Power, Eternal Divine Power, and World Extinguishing Divine Power, along with the newly acquired ancient power, totaling four types.
With a thought, Feng Wuchen activated the Divine Punishment Power, then the newly devoured ancient power.
"Master, it cannot be mistaken, itâs indeed the Divine Punishment Power. While the ancient power is still weak, refine it quickly, breaking through to Three-Star Divine Venerate is achievable." The Dragon God Sword transmitted telepathically.
"Seizing the ancient power was smoother than expected, certainly better than searching with a map," Feng Wuchen grinned.
An hour later, Feng Wuchenâs injuries had substantially recovered. With the help of the Yan Sheng Decree, he soon healed completely.
The Primordial Spirit Avatar manifested, and Feng Wuchen immediately began refining the Divine Punishment Power.
...
"Oh? Has that boy Feng Wuchen grown to such an extent?" In the Holy Soul Templeâs main hall, Luo Tianran was slightly surprised, though only mildly so.
"Junâer was killed, and the ancient power was seized. I beg the Holy Realm to avenge us!" Mu Xuanshan pleaded.