Ghost Realm, Youming Demon Palace.

Under Tian Tu’s guidance, Feng Wuchen arrived at the location of Youming Demon Palace, which was a powerful formation space.

"Is this the Youming Demon Palace?" Feng Wuchen asked through telepathy.

"The Youming Demon Palace is within the formation space." Tian Tu’s respectful voice came through.

At this moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the space before Feng Wuchen, followed by a person materializing out of thin air.

"Welcome, Lord Feng. I am Wan Qianshan, the Great Commander of Youming Demon Palace. Please." The newcomer was Wan Qianshan, the Great Commander of Youming Demon Palace, at a Six-Star Great Main God realm.

He seemed respectful, yet a barely perceptible disdain flickered in Wan Qianshan’s eyes.

Though subtle, it was still caught by Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen paid it no mind, nodding and entering the vortex without hesitation.

When Feng Wuchen emerged, the scene before him had completely transformed, like a paradise isolated from the world, with lavish palaces set against mountains and waters, saturated with Spiritual Energy—a definite sanctuary for cultivation.

However, in Feng Wuchen’s eyes, these were nothing.

At this moment, Youhun and the entire Youming Demon Palace were there to welcome Feng Wuchen.

"Transcendent Saint." Feng Wuchen immediately noticed that Youhun had reached the Hua Sheng realm, feeling quite shocked.

"Master, something feels off. Their gazes aren’t respectful, but disdainful," transmitted the voice of the Dragon God Sword.

As soon as Feng Wuchen entered, he noticed the disdain in most people’s eyes.

This reminded Feng Wuchen of an idiom: a lamb entering a tiger’s den.

Is this the confidence Youhun gained from reaching the Transcendent Saint realm?

"Lord Feng, we meet again." Youhun was the first to speak with a smile, the previous submissiveness replaced by a sense of superiority.

"The news about the Divine Fire is false, isn’t it?"

Feng Wuchen asked calmly, "Were you trying to tell me that the Youming Demon Palace has betrayed me by luring me here with news of the Divine Fire?"

Everyone in the Youming Demon Palace, even the disciples with the lowest cultivation, looked at Feng Wuchen as if he were an idiot.

Isn’t it obvious? Are you blind?

Many secretly mocked Feng Wuchen for being a naive fool: are you still unaware that you’ve already entered the lion’s den? How hopelessly stupid!

"Lord Feng, when did Youming Demon Palace ever submit to you? We never heard of it. Did you get the place of betrayal wrong?"

"Ignorant youngster, do you think you can make Youming Demon Palace submit? Go back and cultivate for a few hundred years more."

"Lord Feng, despite your fame in the Seven Divine Realms, who would’ve thought you could be so foolish."

Youming Demon Palace disciples openly mocked him, completely dismissing Feng Wuchen.

With Luo Tianran backing Youming Demon Palace now, they didn’t fear Feng Wuchen, not even if Dantong and Soul Extinction showed up.

If a fight broke out, Youhun could summon Luo Tianran anytime.

A Holy Realm expert could easily annihilate Dantong and Soul Extinction with a mere wave of his hand.

Ignoring the disciples’ mockery, Feng Wuchen asked, "Youhun, you’d better think clearly. Do you remember what I said before?" Despite having no expression, his voice turned cold.

"I have already reached Transcendent Saint. Even Zhu Sha, the old relic, I don’t take seriously, nor do I fear Soul Extinction and Qianhun. Do you think the Blood War God can intimidate me?" said Youhun arrogantly, full of confidence in his strength.

"Is this the reason for your betrayal?" Feng Wuchen coldly inquired.

"You can see it that way," Youhun sneered, not mentioning Luo Tianran’s support.

Youhun planned to lure Dantong out, then have Luo Tianran intervene. He was curious to see Feng Wuchen’s reaction at that moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, Youhun waved his hand, and a barrier of blue energy sealed the formation space—a testament to the immense strength of a Transcendent Saint.

"Such a strong barrier. This old monster’s cultivation is likely on par with Tian Tu’s. It’s impossible he achieved such strength merely by reaching Transcendent Saint. What is going on?" Feng Wuchen was deeply puzzled.

"Lord Feng, you’re now a bird in a cage. Even with Temporal-Spatial Divine Power, you can’t escape from me," Youhun chuckled, ecstatic and thrilled.

Because of immense power!

"Do you know why the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm’s experts fear me? Because of my barrier, even Temporal-Spatial Divine Power is helpless against it. Whenever war breaks out with the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, I am always the one who kills the most," boasted Youhun.

Youhun believed that Feng Wuchen was now horrified to the extreme.

"Lord Feng, will you end it yourself, or should I do it for you?" Youhun asked coldly, as if he could already see Feng Wuchen’s fate.

Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly, saying, "I gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it."

Feng Wuchen originally had no goodwill towards Youming Demon Palace; had they not submitted, he would never have spared them.

"Lord Feng, before your demise, let me tell you something: even if Dantong shows up, today he will die too. I do hope Dantong makes an appearance," Youhun said confidently.

Should Dantong show himself, Youhun would immediately summon Luo Tianran.

"Oh? Are you certain?" Feng Wuchen responded with a wicked grin.

"Lord Youming, dealing with such trash is something I can handle. He isn’t worthy of dying at your hands," a Two-star God Venerate stepped forward respectfully.

Youhun, being a Transcendent Saint, deemed the small fry Feng Wuchen unworthy of dying by his hand, preferring not to dirty his hands personally.

"Boom!"

The Two-star God Venerate rocketed up, gathering terrifying power in his palm, unleashing a ferocious strike towards Feng Wuchen. His viciousness was that of a ruthless killer.

"Boom!"

The speed of the Two-star God Venerate was astonishing, surpassing the speed of sound and arriving in an instant. Yet before his strike could land on Feng Wuchen, it suddenly exploded with a resounding bang. To the shock of everyone in the Youming Demon Palace, the Two-star God Venerate turned into a cloud of blood mist, his soul obliterated.

One punch to kill a Two-star God Venerate!

A brief silence fell over Youming Demon Palace, with even Youhun in disbelief that Feng Wuchen could one-punch a Two-star God Venerate to death.

From what they knew, Feng Wuchen was just in the Divine Sovereign realm.

Could a Divine Sovereign kill a God Venerate in seconds?

Absurd, even a Nine-Star Divine Emperor is an ant before a God Venerate.

"As expected of Lord Feng, I underestimated you. It seems you’ve already reached the Divine Venerable Realm. Such terrifying cultivation speed is truly astonishing," Youhun said with a faint sneer. Killing a God Venerate, let alone a Main God, did not faze Youhun.

"Youhun, kneel now and beg for mercy, and I may allow you a quick death," Feng Wuchen warned coldly.