Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 955 - Chapter 955 Chapter 955 Terrifying Strength

Chapter 955: Chapter 955: Terrifying Strength Chapter 955: Chapter 955: Terrifying Strength The power of time was once again activated, within a hundred feet radius, time slowed down tenfold instantaneously, yet Feng Wuchen was not affected at all, his wings shook and he burst out like lightning.

“I can’t move my body!” Mo Yu and the others were once again terrified.

Being unable to move was just like being at the mercy of someone else.

“The time has changed again!” Ao Tian’s heart was terrified, and his expression greatly changed.

With shocked and immovable eyes, he watched as Feng Wuchen effortlessly approached.

In just an instant, while Feng Wuchen was controlling time, and the moment he approached Ao Tian, the time disappeared along with Feng Wuchen’s thoughts.

But by then, Ao Tian had already lost the chance to dodge.

“Primordial Dragon God Fist!”

A tyrannical and terrifying force converged on his fist, a dazzling dark red glow illuminated the space and with a fierce shout from Feng Wuchen, an overwhelming power burst forth, his fist mercilessly slamming into Ao Tian’s chest.

“It’s over!” Feeling this terrifying power, Ao Tian’s heart was greatly terrified.

Unfortunately, under the control of the power of time, he had no way to dodge.

The power of Feng Wuchen’s punch was absolutely terrifying.

“Boom!”

“Spurt!”

With an explosive punch, Ao Tian spat out blood on the spot, his body flew out like a cannonball, the space through which he passed violently roiled.

“What kind of power is this?” Ao Tian’s heart screamed in panic, he couldn’t believe that Feng Wuchen, with the Second Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm, could actually make him spit blood.

“Ao Tian!” Mo Yu and others’ expressions drastically changed, and when they found they could move, they couldn’t help but shout out in sheer panic.

Mo Yu and a dozen other young talents from the Demon Clan were now frightened and trembling by the terrifying combat power of Feng Wuchen.

“Hiss…”

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingyang and others gasped in shock.

“How terrifying! He punched Ao Tian into spitting blood!” Liu Qingyang exclaimed, trembling all over.

“The power of the Divine Artifact is too terrifying! My master’s combat power can now cross five realms,” Chi Kong said strugglingly as he swallowed his saliva.

“With the Divine Artifact combined with the power of time, I’m afraid that under the Ninth Level peak of the First Transformation God Realm, no one could handle my teacher!” Zhang Junlan stood stupefied, overwhelmed by Feng Wuchen’s terror.

An Eighth Order forged Divine Artifact gauntlet, its power terrifying as such.

The power of that punch from Feng Wuchen was comparable to the power of the Seventh Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm!

In an utterly unprepared state, Ao Tian was struck by Feng Wuchen’s punch, the tyrannical power leaving him unable to endure.

“What are you waiting for? Strike now!” Enduring the intense pain spreading through his body, Ao Tian roared at Mo Yu and the others, his pale face bulging with veins.

But before Mo Yu and the others could strike, Feng Wuchen suddenly waved his hand, his palm facing Mo Yu and the others.

In that instant, the movements of Mo Yu and their group slowed down by more than tenfold.

“With the power of time in my hand, it means your lives are controlled by me,” Feng Wuchen coldly smirked with a cruel gaze sweeping over Mo Yu and the others.

Ao Tian glanced at Mo Yu and the others, thinking to himself: “Feng Wuchen can only control time flow within a certain range. As long as we are not caught by him, we can avoid the control of the power of time.”

Mo Yu and several others in the Divinity Transformation Realm were trapped by the power of time, while Ao Tian was unaffected, indicating that the range of control of the power of time was limited.

“Humph!” Ao Tian’s face twisted hideously, he immediately used the Demon Clan’s movement technique.

“Shoop, shoop, shoop!”

Ao Tian’s figure turned into streaks of eerie black mist blinking in succession, his speed so terrifying that it was like a ghost, impossible to catch.

“His speed is too fast! We can’t even see him!” Beidou Yan frowned.

“Ao Tian’s strength is indeed terrifying. He was previously injured by Bai Li Tianjing, yet he still possesses such combat power,” Ye Tianwei exclaimed, though without a hint of worry.

“No matter how strong he is, he can’t get close to Brother Feng,” Ling Xiaoxiao laughed lightly, her pretty face showing no signs of concern.

Feng Wuchen wore a sinister smile, allowing Ao Tian to flicker as he wished.

“Feng Wuchen, as long as I stay out of the range of your time-control, you cannot trap me!” Ao Tian’s cold and ethereal voice carried through.

“Oh? Have you figured that out already? What of it?” Feng Wuchen remained fearless, his hand controlling Mo Yu and others already beginning to gather terrifying power.

“Their lives are in my hands, can you save them?” Feng Wuchen continued with a cold laugh, holding the power of time, akin to controlling life itself.

“Shoop, shoop, shoop!”

“Buzz!”

The very next second, before Feng Wuchen could make a move, black energy pillars containing terrifying power exploded from all around him, the sound loud enough to rupture eardrums.

Yet, just as the dozen terrifying black energy beams neared Feng Wuchen, they all eerily halted, advancing very slowly.

“Just as I thought!” Ao Tian thought to himself: “Even if my speed surpasses his, approaching him is impossible.”

“Shoop!”

While Ao Tian was muttering to himself, Feng Wuchen’s figure suddenly vanished without a trace.

“It’s over!” Ao Tian’s complexion dramatically changed!

Instantaneous movement!

Ao Tian had guessed it, but it was already too late. The moment he realized, he was already caught within Feng Wuchen’s control of time.

“Boom!”

“Spurt!”

A particularly bizarre explosion spread, and Ao Tian’s mouth, in a very slow motion, expelled a mouthful of fresh blood; his facial expression also twisted slowly into one of agony.

“The control of time indeed has a certain range, but you seem to have underestimated my strength,” Feng Wuchen’s icy voice came from behind Ao Tian.

At this moment, Ao Tian was unable to move, but Mo Yu and the others nearby were rescued.

“Your speed may be fast, but is it faster than instantaneous movement?” Feng Wuchen scoffed, his index finger, gathering terrifying energy, lightly touching Ao Tian’s chest.

The instant of contact filled Ao Tian with immense fear; under the control of time, he faced nothing but a dead end.

“Feng Wuchen, stop!” Mo Yu roared furiously at Feng Wuchen, as the several Divinity Transformation Realm experts quickly spread out and charged towards Feng Wuchen.

“Fools who seek death!” Feng Wuchen scoffed disdainfully.

At that moment, Feng Wuchen seemed to sense something, furrowing his brows slightly, and muttered, “He’s coming!”

“The Young Master has arrived!” Mo Yu’s heart leapt with joy; they too sensed Mo Tian’s presence.

“Shoop!”

Sensing Mo Tian’s arrival, Feng Wuchen did not hesitate to strike, a terrifying blood light mercilessly piercing through Ao Tian’s chest.

“Break for me!” Mo Tian’s angry shout suddenly resounded. His figure dashed forward, wielding a black giant axe, violently slashing towards Feng Wuchen.