"Stay? I’m afraid you don’t have what it takes!"

"Feng Wuchen, you seem to still not understand the situation, huh? Can’t you understand what we’re saying? Today everyone in Dragon God Palace will die! Listen clearly, everyone!"

"Therefore, no matter if you win or lose today, you must die!"

The dozen or so powerful figures looked utterly disdainful, with Luo Tianran as their backing, allowing them to act without restraint.

"Boom!"

At that moment, the strongest Five-Star Main God in the lead suddenly turned into a mist of blood, vanished into thin air!

The sudden scene frightened the other powerful figures out of their wits.

"Tian Tu!" Seeing the arrival, the dozen or so powerful figures were scared out of their souls.

"Well done! Well done! Shameless scoundrels deserve to be killed!" The people of Dragon God Palace shouted out in relief.

"What? Weren’t you claiming not to be afraid? Weren’t you planning to kill everyone in Dragon God Palace? Where’s your previous bravado?" Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"Tian Tu, aren’t you afraid of the Holy Realm’s great..." a Main God figure bravely shouted in terror.

"Boom!"

Tian Tu’s response was to punch him to explode.

The ruthless and domineering approach terrified a dozen powerful figures to back away frightfully, with none daring to support Mu Yanjun.

"Buzz buzz!"

"Puff!"

The terrifying power surging, made Mu Yanjun spew blood as he desperately resisted Feng Wuchen’s power.

"Feng Wuchen! Stop immediately!" Mu Yanjun shouted angrily in terror, as he was at his limit, facing the terrifying tripled power, only holding on for a few seconds before collapsing.

"Mu Yanjun, weren’t you very confident in your power? Why are you afraid now?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, as he wouldn’t show mercy since he’d declared to kill Mu Yanjun.

"Young master!"

"Feng Wuchen, stop immediately!"

The dozen powerful figures became increasingly fearful, their previous arrogant and reckless attitude completely extinguished.

"Aren’t you afraid of me? Isn’t there a Holy Realm figure backing you? Your young master is right there and about to die soon, aren’t you planning to save him?" Tian Tu said coldly, with murderous intent rising all over.

"Tian Tu! Our Hall Master is in the dark; if you dare kill us, the Hall Master won’t let you off!" A Main God fearfully threatened.

"Is that so?" Tian Tu said disdainfully.

"Boom boom boom!"

Tian Tu flickered and all the dozen powerful figures turned into blood mist, vanishing into thin air.

"Useless! A bunch of stupid fools. Would Luo Tianran act for ants like you?" Tian Tu said disdainfully.

Little did they know, Mu Xuanshan and the others just watched them being killed without intervening.

"Holy Spirit Hall Master, Mu Yanjun can’t hold on, won’t you act? The situation is very unfavorable for Mu Yanjun." Tong Tian looked at Mu Xuanshan and asked.

"Xuetu and they must be in the dark too." Bai Yunqi said gravely.

Mu Xuanshan furrowed his brow deeply, now more anxious than anyone; if he doesn’t act now, Mu Yanjun won’t withstand Feng Wuchen’s terrifying Sacred Decree.

"Mu Xuanshan, Tong Tian, Ming Huang, Leng Moye, Qiuding Peak, Bai Yunqi, I know you’re lurking. I heard the Holy Realm figures helped you breakthrough to Transcendent Saint, so why aren’t you coming out? Isn’t there a Holy Realm backing you, why become turtles pulling into their shells?" Tian Tu asked coldly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

As soon as Tian Tu finished speaking, the six Transcendent Saint figures including Mu Xuanshan flashed out, each with an exceedingly grim old face.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Xuetu and the four Blood War Gods including Kuang Tu followed suit, flashing out.

"Master, feel at ease to deal with Mu Yanjun, leave these six old things to us." Shi Tu said with a sneer, staring at the six of Mu Xuanshan like a predator staring at prey.

"Father, save me quickly! I can’t hold on!" Mu Yanjun called out in panic, eyes filled with despair.

"Take action!" Mu Xuanshan roared angrily.

But as Mu Xuanshan just took action, Shi Tu intercepted with a sneer playfully: "Mu Xuanshan, your son possesses the power of Seven Stars Divine Venerate, far above our master, should you really interfere? A Transcendent Saint aiming at a junior?"

"Get lost!" Mu Xuanshan roared angrily, striking without hesitation, blasted a palm toward Shi Tu.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Shi Tu met the strike with no sign of weakness, with a loud explosion, extremely terrifying energy swept out, shaking the void violently.

"What? The realm enhanced by Holy Realm figures, that’s all it is?" Shi Tu sneered.

The palm clash was equally matched.

Mu Xuanshan didn’t answer, his figure suddenly vanished.

On the other side, Tian Tu and the others had already fiercely battled against Bai Yunqi and his group.

"Want to save your son? You don’t plan to ask me?" Shi Tu sneered, then grabbed in the air, spreading a terrifying wave of power instantly.

The next second, Mu Xuanshan’s figure appeared, but was trapped by the terrifying power, unable to advance even an inch.

"Bastard!" Mu Xuanshan shouted angrily, now on the brink of disaster.

"Buzz buzz!"

The terrifying power of Hua Sheng Realm surged crazily out, shaking the entire Main God Realm like the end of the world.

"Boom rumble!"

"Buzz buzz!"

At the same time, Mu Yanjun was already unable to sustain, rumbling as he was engulfed by terrifying power, extremely frightening explosive energy waves swept out.

"Jun’er!" Mu Xuanshan cried out, panic-stricken looking at the explosion center.

"Relax, your son isn’t dead yet. I spared him, I’m not willing to let him die now." Feng Wuchen coldly glanced at Mu Xuanshan.

Without the ancient power in hand, Feng Wuchen wouldn’t kill Mu Yanjun.

"Tian Tu, just block them." Feng Wuchen said to Tian Tu, while forming sword fingers to control the Dragon God Sword.

Soon, the Dragon God Sword returned with the half-dead Mu Yanjun, only barely breathing.

"Jun’er!" Mu Xuanshan roared, and snarled angrily: "Feng Wuchen, if you dare kill my son, I will grind you into dust!"

Feng Wuchen remained unfazed, completely undeterred by the threat.

"Mu Yanjun, your ancient power, is mine now!" Feng Wuchen sneered, clawing at Mu Yanjun’s crown, forcibly devouring the ancient power within him.

Mu Yanjun’s injuries were grave, his ancient power also greatly weakened, Feng Wuchen’s devouring was simply effortless.

"Feng Wuchen stop!" Mu Xuanshan shouted in panic and anger.

"Mu Xuanshan, your son’s defeat is his defeat. Since it’s a life-and-death battle, and your son agreed, why intervene?" Shi Tu sneered, flashing over again.

"Since I’ve won, I’m naturally entitled to my winnings!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

In a few minutes, the weakened ancient power was forcibly devoured by Feng Wuchen, and Mu Yanjun, having lost the ancient power, died outright.

"Really sorry, but I killed your son." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"You all must die!" Mu Xuanshan thundered in anger, roared madly, heaven-piercing murderous intent sweeping out.