Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1019: Chapter 1019: Rejecting Again

The Dragon Clan space was engulfed in dead silence, the air thick with an aura of despair.

The Wild Panther, of the Third Turn Realm, was severely injured.

Long Tianzhan and the Flame Dragon were both severely injured; all the transcendent top powerhouses had sustained heavy injuries, and no one was left to fight against the Devil Monarch.

“It seems that I have also underestimated the Devil Monarch’s strength. I truly can’t believe that so many powerful beings like the Wild Panther united, only to be utterly defeated. The Devil Monarch hasn’t even employed his true power yet.”

In a mysterious place within the Dragon Clan space, a mysterious black-robed person was likewise deeply shocked.

“The half-True God Realm, just a half step away from the True God Realm, indeed terrifying. Fortunately, I have held back.”

The corner of the black-robed person’s mouth curved up slightly with a hint of smugness.

He glanced at his own palm and thought to himself, “It won’t be long before I can step into the First Turn Realm, but there’s no need to rush, impatience won’t get me anywhere fast.”

This black-robed person was none other than the one who helped the Devil Monarch break the seal.

“To accomplish great things, one must be ruthless and decisive. That is why the Devil Monarch has his current position and power,” said a mysterious, black-robed elder who appeared out of nowhere next to the black-robed person.

“Compared to the Devil Monarch, are you stronger or is he?” the black-robed person asked the elder, curious.

“The Devil Monarch is the most terrifying talent the Demon Clan has seen in thousands of years. Compared to him, I am indeed inferior,” the mysterious elder replied, but did not give a clear answer regarding who was stronger.

“Let’s go, this is not your concern. Return to your cultivation, prepare for your breakthrough to the First Turn, and don’t forget the agreement between us.” The mysterious elder spoke with a faint smile; before the words had settled, he had already disappeared.

“The most terrifying talent in thousands of years,” muttered the black-robed person, before his figure too vanished.

At this moment, the Dragon Clan space was still in complete silence.

All eyes were filled with terror and despair, fixed on the Devil Monarch, who reigned supreme.

“Is there anyone else who can fight this Devil Monarch? I am truly enjoying the thrill of this moment,” said the Devil Monarch, with a cold gaze sweeping over the crowd, before asking with a sinister smile.

“This guy is simply a monster,” said Liu Qingyang, terrified.

“He is indeed a monster,” Feng Wuchen said. “The Devil Monarch possesses an immortal body. The power of creation can supply him with endless strength. Trying to eliminate him is as difficult as climbing to heaven.”

If it weren’t for the Devil Monarch’s immortal body, Long Tianzhan and the others would have completely destroyed him instead of just sealing him.

“I’ve heard you were planning to join forces to destroy the Demon Clan while I have yet to break the seal. Indeed, a good strategy,” the Devil Monarch spoke again, his expression cold, his arrogance extreme.

“But even if you succeed, what then? I will eventually break the seal. With my power, annihilating you will be as easy as flipping my hand, and by then you will still have to die,” the Devil Monarch continued arrogantly.

“…” Long Tianzhan and the others provided no answer.

Finally, the Devil Monarch’s gaze turned to Feng Wuchen.

“Feng Wuchen, you are quite special. I must admit, I am quite taken by you,” said the Devil Monarch with a slight sinister smile. His figure gently floated down, and the moment his foot touched the ground, it sent out a rippling energy wave, its might terrifying.

“Master, what can be done?” Chi Yuan asked gravely, as there was now no escape, and they could only bravely face what was coming.

“Brother Feng, that monster still remembers you. With Wild Panther and the others defeated, what do we do?” Upon seeing the terrible gaze of the Devil Monarch sweeping over, Liu Qingyang was terrified out of his wits, his legs going weak.

Feng Wuchen remained silent, his expression unusually calm. Looking at the descending Devil Monarch, there wasn’t a trace of fear or panic in his eyes.

Long Can quickly appeared, positioning himself in front of Feng Wuchen.

“Master, you must flee. We will fight to the death to stop the Devil Monarch!” Long Can transmitted his voice, prepared to die in battle.