Dragon God Supreme

Not just Leng Yunkong, but Ye Qianshui, the elders, and many other powerful figures were also quite puzzled. They didn’t know where Feng Wuchen’s confidence came from.

From what they knew of Feng Wuchen, he was merely at the Fifth Level of the Tianji Realm, far inferior to Leng Hun. Even possessing the power of the Primordial Ancient wouldn’t make up for the huge gap.

“He really doesn’t know whether he is alive or dead. The Hall Master has already broken through to the pinnacle of the Ninth Level of the Tianji Realm, his power comparable to the First Level of Divinity Transformation Realm, yet Feng Wuchen dares to suggest a duel to the death?”

“Isn’t that better? Since he proposed the duel to the death himself, the young hall master can just kill him, and Chi Yuan and the others can’t intervene.”

“How overconfident! Don’t think that having the power of the Primordial Ancient is so remarkable!”

The disciples of the Divine Palace smirked gleefully. In their view, Leng Hun, having broken through to the pinnacle of the Ninth Level of the Tianji Realm, was powerful enough to crush Feng Wuchen.

“Young Hall Master! Kill Feng Wuchen!”

“Yes! Kill Feng Wuchen!”

The disciples of the Divine Palace and many other powerful figures started shouting.

Seeing the gloating expressions on the faces of the people from the Divine Palace, the members of the Dragon God Alliance shook their heads.

“Leng Hun is as good as dead!” Bai Mie said with a cold, gloating laugh.

“If only he knew the hall master has already broken through to the Divinity Transformation Realm, he’d probably be scared out of his wits.” Nangong Zhan spread his hands and smirked coldly.

By then, Feng Wuchen had already soared high into the sky, a faint cold smile on his face, without a hint of worry.

“Bring out all your power, or you will die a rather unsightly death,” Feng Wuchen said with a sinister laugh, his fierce dark eyes staring at Leng Hun as if looking at a dead man.

“How arrogant!” Leng Hun’s eyes narrowed slightly as terrifying power burst forth.

“Buzz, buzz!”

The full power of the pinnacle of the Ninth Level of Tianji Realm erupted, the shining void visibly collapsing at an observable rate, quickly turning dark as if the entire space was filled with Leng Hun’s power.

“Gulp…” Many spectators swallowed nervously, their faces pale and bodies trembling.

“The young hall master’s aura has reached the First Level of Divinity Transformation Realm! Too terrifying!”

“With such terrifying power, Feng Wuchen is doomed! The young hall master hasn’t even unleashed his magical treasure yet!”

“How dare he challenge the young hall master, Feng Wuchen is simply an idiot!”

The discussions of people in the Divine Palace were a mix of shock and terror, looking at Feng Wuchen as if he were a fool.

“Cultivating the powerful techniques of the Demon Clan, and that’s all he amounts to,” Feng Wuchen mocked, not considering Leng Hun as a threat at all.

Leng Hun’s face darkened completely, his fist clenched tight, his murderous aura locking onto Feng Wuchen.

“Boom!”

“Buzz!”

The next second, Leng Hun suddenly burst forth, with a loud roaring sound, rushing toward Feng Wuchen at several times the speed of sound, his momentum overwhelming and soul-shaking.

At this moment, everyone from the Divine Palace held their breath, excited and anticipating as they watched Leng Hun.

It seemed they all wanted to see Leng Hun punch Feng Wuchen into spitting blood.

Leng Hun arrived in a blink, his fist accumulating violent and terrifying power, smashing down viciously onto Feng Wuchen’s head, the punch howling through the air. Given the ferocity of the attack, if it hit Feng Wuchen, he would undoubtedly turn into a pile of mush!