For the strong warriors of the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, Dantong is indeed a terrifying demon.

"By the way, does that female disciple of the Heavenly Martial Divine Temple have anyone she fancies?" Just as the Transcendent Saint finished speaking, Dantong’s huge face appeared in the void.

The unexpected sound nearly frightened the Transcendent Saint out of their wits.

"No... not yet." The Hall Master of the Heavenly Martial Divine Temple replied in terror.

"Oh." Dantong uttered a sound of acknowledgment, and his enormous face soon vanished.

That Transcendent Saint was left utterly speechless.

...

Above the Seven Divine Realms.

Dantong suddenly appeared without any trace of aura spreading out, nor any turbulence in the air.

Yet, at the very moment Dantong appeared in the Seven Divine Realms, Luo Tianran of the Holy Soul Temple sensed it immediately.

"Dantong ah Dantong, I just reminded you, and here you come back again, truly disregarding me. But you’d better not regret it." Luo Tianran sneered, his eyes narrowed slightly, a fierce murderous intent flashing by.

"But I’ll let you live a little longer. You should thank Zhu Sha for being my junior, and be grateful I’m going to play him to death slowly, otherwise your corpse would have cooled by now." Luo Tianran sneered.

Being from the Holy Realm, Luo Tianran was quite confident in his own strength, and simply did not regard Dantong as a threat.

"It’s still better in the Seven Divine Realms." Dantong smiled faintly.

"Dantong, you still haven’t listened to me, but you had better not interfere with my matters." Luo Tianran’s mocking voice echoed beside Dantong’s ears.

Dantong shrugged disdainfully, "If you have guts, come kill me now. Enough with this nonsense. Can you even manage what I do?"

Dantong’s bold response would probably anger Luo Tianran to the point of spitting blood.

"Hmm? How is it that the seven old bastards are down to six? And even stepped into Transcendent Saint... Seems many things happened while I was away." Dantong muttered to himself.

"Brother Feng." Dantong then communicated with Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen, waiting at Beast Spirit Mountain for strong warriors of the Guardian Spirit Clan, suddenly paused upon hearing Dantong’s voice, thinking he misheard.

"Dantong?" Feng Wuchen was incredibly surprised.

"Hehe, how are you, brother Feng?" Dantong communicated.

"Where did you go these days?" Feng Wuchen curiously asked, since Dantong had disappeared for a long time.

"Of course, I’ve been training with your ancestors." Dantong said, somewhat sheepishly.

"Training?" Feng Wuchen seemed somewhat doubtful.

"Uh, also avoiding the strong warriors of the Holy Realm. But since the Holy Realm has sent people down, I don’t need to hide anymore." Dantong communicated.

"Is there anything you need me to do?" Dantong asked via communication.

"Keep an eye on the Guardian Spirit Clan, see what they plan to do. Since the Holy Realm sent people down, but haven’t acted, figure out what they intend." Feng Wuchen communicated.

"No problem." Dantong waved his hand, a light screen appeared out of thin air.

"Are you not here in the Seven Divine Realms to eliminate the descendants of the Dragon God Clan? Why haven’t you acted?" Dantong directly asked Luo Tianran through the light screen.

Feng Wuchen asked him to investigate, so Dantong investigated as such!

"Because there’s no rush. Why? Scared? If you’re scared, then go back to the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm, lest I act and kill you." Luo Tianran taunted with a sneer.

"Kill me? Ha! With your underdeveloped little frog, you want to kill me? Do you even have the guts to look at your reflection and see your fatal defects?" Dantong retorted unceremoniously, dismissively waving away the light screen.

"Humph! Whatever, I could crush you with one hand!" Dantong scoffed, then flashed to the Guardian Spirit Clan.

...

"Feng Wuchen, they’re coming." Ye Jianying’s voice transmitted.

Feng Wuchen also sensed the aura of the strong warriors from the Guardian Spirit Clan, his expression becoming slightly tense.

Having just recently dealt with over a dozen Divine Venerate strong warriors from the Sun and Moon Temple, Feng Wuchen had consumed a lot of origin power of Divine Fire. Now facing five Divine Venerates from the Guardian Spirit Clan, he couldn’t afford to consume more origin power of Divine Fire.

"Just Five-star, Four-star Divine Venerates." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Feng Wuchen, don’t underestimate them. They all have the bloodline power of the Guardian Spirit Clan, their strength shouldn’t be overlooked." Ye Jianying advised via communication.

Feng Wuchen said nothing, directly flashing out.

The five Divine Venerates from the Guardian Spirit Clan, one was a Five-star Divine Venerate, while the remaining four were all Four-star Divine Venerates.

"Feng Wuchen?" The five Divine Venerates were taken aback, somewhat surprised.

"Feng Wuchen, have you come to die?" scoffed the lead Five-star Divine Venerate, with a face full of arrogance, completely disregarding Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen shrugged, "Do you think I’m as foolish as you to come to die?"

"Die? Just you? Seems you still haven’t figured out the situation here; this is Beast Spirit Mountain!" sneered one of the Divine Venerates, looking at Feng Wuchen as if he were an idiot.

Another Divine Venerate disdainfully said, "Feng Wuchen, without the Blood War God or other forces supporting you, in our eyes, you’re just an ant, no, worse than an ant."

"Feng Wuchen, if you don’t want to die, bring Ling Xiaoxiao here obediently. Don’t be afraid to tell you, our Clan Leader and Lord Mu have both broken through the Hua Sheng Realm. Even the Blood War God is nothing! Even if Dantong came, we have Holy Realm lords. But I’m afraid Dantong won’t show up." Another Divine Venerate taunted.

"What? Does the Guardian Spirit Clan still want to target my fiancée?" Feng Wuchen’s face turned cold, and a fierce murderous aura spread out.

The lead man shook his head arrogantly, "You misunderstood, it’s not just targeting but a necessity to capture."

"Take action! Capture Feng Wuchen, there’s no fear of failing!" the lead man coldly ordered, planning to capture Feng Wuchen alive to force Ling Xiaoxiao to give in.

"Buzzing!"

The five Divine Venerates simultaneously unleashed terrifying power, including their bloodline power from the Guardian Spirit Clan. The mountain space shook violently, violent winds arose, with imposing momentum. Almost instantly, the combat power of the five Divine Venerates surged madly, nearly breaking through to the One-star combat power.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

All five Divine Venerates simultaneously attacked, transforming into light beams shooting toward Feng Wuchen with menacing force, not intending to give him a chance to breathe.

"Kid, don’t be complacent! Their strength shouldn’t be underestimated!" Ye Jianying again communicated a warning.

"Boom!"

Not only did Feng Wuchen not fear, he dashed forward, carrying a piercing loud boom, his speed reaching the extreme, exceeding the existence of supersonic speed.

"Courting death!" Seeing Feng Wuchen daringly rush up, the lead man’s disdain grew.

"Feng Wuchen, even if you’re just in the Divine Sovereign Realm, even if you break through to the Divine Venerated Realm, we won’t regard you! I could crush you with a finger!" another Divine Venerate coldly bragged.

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen sneered, and his figure, like a shooting star, suddenly vanished.

"He disappeared!" The lead man frowned slightly.

"Crush me with a finger, right?" Feng Wuchen’s cold voice suddenly sounded in the man’s ear, his figure already appearing in front of him.