Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 569 - Chapter 569 Chapter 569 Crisis of the Dragon God Palace

Chapter 569: Chapter 569: Crisis of the Dragon God Palace Chapter 569: Chapter 569: Crisis of the Dragon God Palace In a state of blind rage, Duan Moming unleashed a power far greater than his usual strength.

The force of anger is not to be underestimated.

The Eighthfold level of the Heavenly Human Realm had already been Feng Wuchen’s limit.

Duan Moming’s power could be compared to the Ninth Level of the Heavenly Human Realm, which Feng Wuchen could not withstand.

And that was without him even wielding a Spiritual Artifact–if Duan Moming were to bring out a Spiritual Artifact, his combat power would absolutely surpass that of the Ninth Level of the Heavenly Human Realm.

“Boom!”

“Bang Bang Bang!”

The terrifying force sent Feng Wuchen flying. Duan Moming suddenly stepped on the void, bursting forth with a tremendous roar as he unleashed a frenzied assault on Feng Wuchen, using both fists and feet, creating a constant barrage of explosions.

“Aren’t you supposed to be very powerful? Where’s all your might now?” Duan Moming bellowed as he attacked relentlessly.

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

“Rumble!”

Under the savage onslaught, Duan Moming finally launched a sweeping kick sending Feng Wuchen flying with blood spewing from his mouth, his body turning into a black streak as he shot toward the mountain range below, piercing through a distant majestic peak, causing the ground to shake and the mountains to quake.

“Brother Feng!”

“Hall Master!”

Miao Qingqing and the people of the Dragon God Palace, seeing Feng Wuchen brutally beaten by Duan Moming, had their faces covered with worry and urgency.

“Feng Wuchen! Prepare to die!”

Duan Moming roared, furiously launching dozens of palm strikes toward the distant Feng Wuchen.

“Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh!”

“Buzz Buzz!”

Dozens of terrifying palm prints flew out one after another, with a powerful sonic boom, the void violently trembled, and the momentum was overwhelming.

“Boom Boom Boom!”

“Buzz Buzz!”

The fearsome palm prints bombarded crazily, the majestic mountain crumbled to pieces, dust filled the sky, and the earth tore open arm-thick cracks as the mountain range within hundreds of feet shook violently.

The destructive power was immense; such a mad bombardment was too much for the mountains to withstand, let alone for Feng Wuchen with his powerful body.

Witnessing such terrifying power, the hearts of those from the Dragon God Palace nearly leapt out from their chests as their gazes fixed on the area of bombardment.

“Duan Moming’s strength is too formidable, the Hall Master is no match for him!” Chi Huang said, his heart burning with anxiety, even his palms sweating.

“This can’t go on; the Hall Master might end up dead at his hands,” said Qiu Shui Mountain, his brow furrowed and a grave expression on his aged face.

“Hasn’t Zhang Junlan returned yet? Didn’t he say he was just going to inform Yanran and come back? It’s been so long!” Miao Qingqing said anxiously.

“Han Kun, the Alchemist, stop him quickly!” Leng Mucheng said urgently.

“With my Seventh Level of the Heavenly Human Realm cultivation, I am no match for him. Although I am not yet a Sixth Grade Alchemist, I cannot intimidate the Holy Sun Sect. Unless we join forces, and still, we would stand no chance. Moreover, the Hall Master has not yet been defeated,” Han Kun said helplessly, shaking his head.

“Brother Feng won’t go down so easily,” Ling Xiaoxiao said, holding back her worry.

High above, Duan Moming stopped his attack, seemingly convinced that Feng Wuchen had sustained severe injuries.

The space quieted down, but the dreadful aftermath still spread.

“Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh!”

Just then, from the high skies in the distance, came a huge whooshing sound, fierce and surging, teeming with murderous intent.

“The comers mean no good!” Han Kun frowned.

“How come there are so many mighty ones? Dozens from the Heavenly Human Realm, and even from the Tianji Realm!” Bei Dou Yan’s face was filled with horror, his expression stiffening.

“This is very bad!” Yi Tianqing said with a grave expression.

There were nearly a thousand people!

Nearly a thousand mighty ones, among them dozens from the Heavenly Human Realm, and even strong ones from the Tianji Realm – what a terrifying assembly that was?

Nearly a thousand mighty ones, fierce and murderous, were clearly coming for the Dragon God Palace.

At this moment, everyone in the Dragon God Palace felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. With Feng Wuchen suffering heavy oppression and relentless bombing by Duan Moming, and his life or death unclear, panic began to rise in the hearts of the people of the Dragon God Palace.

Before long, amidst the panicked gazes of the Dragon God Palace, a dark swarm of figures came flying rapidly from the high skies.

The strong aura of a thousand beings spread out, enveloping the entire Dragon God Palace with a terrifying oppressive might, causing everyone’s hearts to quake and their faces to pale.

Even though the soldiers of the Dragon God Palace had endured life-and-death trials, they still couldn’t control the fear in their hearts in the face of absolute might.

Only Ling Xiaoxiao’s face turned utterly cold to the extreme.

A thousand mighty ones appeared above the Dragon God Palace, with three beings from the Tianji Realm leading them.

“They are the strong ones from the major forces of the Illusion Sea Realm!” Han Kun frowned, recognizing many among the thousand.

“That’s right! Many of them were at the Alchemy Conference!” Miao Qingqing said with tightly knit brows, certain that these mighty ones were from the Illusion Sea Realm.

Ling Xiaoxiao’s pretty face showed an icy frost, her beautiful eyes flickered with cold murderous intent, and she said coldly, “They’re seeking their own deaths!”

“During the 70th birthday banquet of Sect Master Lin, I heard that many Sect Masters and Elders were killed, including those from our Xiaoyao Palace and the upper echelons of the great forces of the Illusion Sea Realm, all because of Feng Wuchen,” the leading Tianji Realm strong one said darkly.

“Alchemist Han Kun, we all know of your prestige in the Wuji Domain, but you won’t be able to stop us from taking our revenge today! I hope Alchemist Han Kun won’t interfere, or don’t blame us for being merciless,” another Tianji Realm strong one said icily.

Upon hearing this, Han Kun responded coolly, “I’ve been in the Wuji Domain for many years, and you’re the first person who has dared to speak to me like this.”

“So what? I know you’re a Sixth Grade Alchemist, and you know many strong ones. Feel free to call them! I’m not afraid of Feng Wuchen, so why would I fear you?” Duan Moming said coldly.

“I think you’re all courting death!” Ling Xiaoxiao shouted coldly, stimulating her bloodline power, ready to summon strong allies.

“Even if it means death, today we must slay Feng Wuchen and annihilate the Dragon God Palace to avenge the Sect Masters and Elders!” the leading Tianji Realm strong one declared firmly.

But at that moment, from below the distant mountains, came the sound of Feng Wuchen.

“So it’s the major forces of the Illusion Sea Realm, led by the Holy Sun Sect,” Feng Wuchen’s cold and bone-chilling voice rang out from below the distant mountains.

“Brother Feng!”

“Hall Master!”

Ling Xiaoxiao and the people of the Dragon God Palace were instantly overjoyed.

“The Hall Master is still alive! He’s still alive!” Chi Huang exclaimed excitedly.

“Feng Wuchen, I knew you were still alive!” Duan Moming said coldly, his vicious gaze sweeping toward the source of the sound.

“Feng Wuchen!” Upon hearing Feng Wuchen’s voice, the faces of the thousand mighty ones turned ice-cold, their gazes swept across, and their murderous aura became even more frightening.

From within the distant mountain range, as the terrifying energy and dust in the sky slowly dissipated, dazzling blood light burst forth, like a precious treasure being born, permeating a very terrifying energy.

Accompanied by the falling of Feng Wuchen’s words, the dazzling blood light began to float upwards.

“That’s great! Brother Feng’s aura hasn’t weakened much!” Ling Xiaoxiao said joyfully, and for the first time, her icy face displayed a smile.

“It seems that aside from the Zhuge family, the major forces of the Illusion Sea Realm have all arrived!” Feng Wuchen’s cold voice came once again.