Dragon God Supreme-Chapter 228 - A Narrow Victory

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: A Narrow Victory

Chapter 228 -228: A Narrow Victory

“Earth Grade Low Level Martial Skill! Raging Waves!”

Lei Zhenfeng suddenly bellowed, and a terrifying water elemental power burst out from the vortex, its momentum surging. The vortex condensed a massive amount of airborne water.

In just a short moment, the vortex transformed into a lake of colossal size, its power extremely frightful.

Feng Wuchen’s brow furrowed tightly as he said gravely, “This old man actually had a trick up his sleeve.”

“Gurgle…”

Below, everyone trembled violently in fear, their bodies powerless, their souls nearly scared away.

“Earth Grade Martial Skill! That old man Lei Zhenfeng has really hidden his depths,” Murong Tianlie frowned secretly from the shadows, fearing Lei Zhenfeng for the first time.

He Xiong exclaimed in alarm, “I’m afraid Lei Zhenfeng’s Earth Grade Martial Skill was intended for you, Sect Master.”

“Hmph!” Murong Tianlie snorted fiercely, the murderous intent in his eyes growing even more intense.

“Lei Zhenfeng and Duan Tian Hun, along with Feng Wuchen, are all seriously injured. Sect Master, it’s time for us to take action!” Zhou Shan said coldly.

“No rush, they are all going to die, none can escape,” Murong Tianlie said with a cold laugh.

Murong Tianlie possessed terrifying strength, arguably the strongest existence among the four great empires. Even Feng Wuchen, going all out, could not match him, let alone when grievously injured.

Once Murong Tianlie made his move, Lei Zhenfeng, Duan Tian Hun, and Feng Wuchen would all die!

Severely injured, Lei Zhenfeng could not bring out the true power of his Earth Grade Martial Skill, especially with the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower suppressing him from above.

“Hmph! Using an Earth Grade Martial Skill with such severe injuries, I think he’s looking to throw away his life!” Duan Tian Hun said angrily, his eyes also filled with a hint of fear.

The massive water elemental energy, condensing into the lake vortex, if it were to pour down, one could only imagine how many soldiers would perish as a result.

“Draw!”

With a single thought, Feng Wuchen let out a fierce shout, and the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower above rapidly spun, a domineering suction spreading from the gigantic mouth at the base of the tower.

The domineering suction crazily absorbed the water elemental True Yuan from the lake vortex.

“Feng Wuchen! I possess endless True Yuan! How much power can your Nine Layers Qiankun Tower absorb?” Lei Zhenfeng roared angrily, furiously stimulating his water elemental True Yuan.

The water elemental True Yuan of the lake vortex had just been absorbed when its power surged up once again.

After consuming the Blood Fusion Revival Pill and the Purple Heart Xuanhun Pill, Feng Wuchen’s injuries and True Yuan had recovered quite a bit.

Feng Wuchen stared coldly at Lei Zhenfeng, thinking to himself, “Just give me a little more time! Just a little bit more!”

Feng Wuchen was controlling the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower to absorb the water elemental True Yuan from the lake vortex, all to buy time for his injuries and True Yuan to recover further.

Both sides were seriously injured, and even if the Earth Grade Martial Skill wasn’t very powerful, with Feng Wuchen’s current condition, he simply couldn’t withstand it.

Moreover, as Feng Wuchen grew weaker, the suppressing force of the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower grew weaker too. Even though Lei Zhenfeng was severely injured, the power he recovered was still dreadful.

“Feng Wuchen! Come and meet your death!” Lei Zhenfeng roared madly, waving his hand as the colossal lake vortex furiously rushed towards Feng Wuchen with a fierce momentum.

“Brother Feng!” Ling Xiaoxiao exclaimed in shock, about to fly over to provide support.

Although Ling Xiaoxiao was heavily injured, her barrier could definitely withstand the terrible force of the lake vortex.

“Miss Ling, wait!” Duan Tian Hun urgently stopped her, his gaze grave as he looked at Feng Wuchen and said, “Feng Wuchen should have a way. Although your barrier can withstand this force, it’s still not enough to defeat Lei Zhenfeng. Let Feng Wuchen handle it himself.”

“Grand Commander!” Huanyang and many other soldiers were extremely panicked, but they could only watch helplessly, unable to assist.

“You must hold on! You must hold on!” The gods nervously clenched their fists extremely tense.

“Grand Commander! You absolutely can’t lose!”

“May the heavens bless us! Please don’t lose!”

Generals and soldiers of the Yanhuo Empire prayed secretly, all of them both fearful and anxious.

Feng Wuchen was their hope, and if Feng Wuchen were to be defeated, Duan Tian Hun and the others would be powerless to stop Lei Zhenfeng. Ling Xiaoxiao alone probably couldn’t stop Lei Zhenfeng either, and at that point, the Yanhuo Empire might face annihilation.

The massive lake vortex rapidly closed in on Feng Wuchen, who remained motionless.

The more immobile Feng Wuchen was, the more worried and anxious Duan Tian Hun and the others became.

“What on earth is Feng Wuchen doing? Why isn’t he making a move?” Duan Tian Hun said anxiously, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest.

“Brother Feng!” Ling Xiaoxiao clenched her fists tightly, her pretty face covered with an expression of nervousness.

Hidden away, Murong Tianlie also looked at Feng Wuchen with surprise, frowning and wondering, “What is this brat trying to do?”

Seeing Feng Wuchen motionless, Lei Zhenfeng also felt puzzled, but to him, it seemed like Feng Wuchen had given up resisting.

“What, you’ve given up resisting?” Lei Zhenfeng asked with a cold smile.

“Given up resisting?” Feng Wuchen’s lips curled into a cold smile, his right hand tightly gripping the Supreme Dragon God Sword, his left hand forming a sword gesture, touching his forehead.

“Ancient Golden Dragon Seal!”

Feng Wuchen shouted softly, and a golden light suddenly appeared at his brow, forming a golden dragon seal. The Ancient Golden Dragon Seal Martial Soul was stimulated, sweeping out with an extremely terrifying aura, and the dreadful power also emanated from the dragon seal.

“What… what Martial Soul is this?” Hiding away, Murong Tianlie turned pale with fear at the terrifying aura from the Ancient Golden Dragon Seal.

“Such a dreadful aura from a Martial Soul! It must be Ninth Grade!” Lei Zhenfeng’s eyes widened in shock.

“Feng Wuchen’s Martial Soul is incredibly strong! This aura is extremely ferocious! It is more than ten times more violent than the ancient power of the Wuji Abyss!” Duan Tian Hun said with a face full of fear, so shocked he was stiff.

Everyone present was shocked and intimidated by Feng Wuchen’s terrifying Martial Soul!

With the activation of the Ancient Golden Dragon Seal, the imprint of a golden dragon emerged on Feng Wuchen’s forehead, covering his already blood-filled body surface with a layer of golden light.

In front of Feng Wuchen, a pitch-black rift was torn open, eerie and mysterious, filled with boundless illusion, and a tyrannical and terrifying devouring force permeated out.

“What kind of power is this?” Duan Tian Hun’s complexion changed dramatically once again.

“What exactly is Feng Wuchen’s Martial Soul?” Lei Zhenfeng trembled all over, growing even more terrified.

Feeling the dreadful devouring force spreading from the pitch-black rift, everyone was panicked once again, including Murong Tianlie.

“Devour!”

With a fierce gaze fixated on the vast lake vortex, Feng Wuchen let out a fierce roar, and the devouring force from the pitch-black rift expanded in an instant by more than a dozen times, extremely terrifying as if it could devour everything.

The massive lake vortex that was shooting towards them was directly devoured by the pitch-black rift under the shocked and horrified gazes of everyone.

It was shocking! Absolutely shocking!

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, the atmosphere silent yet strangely eerie.

Duan Tian Hun and the others trembled with fear, their faces ashen, having never seen such a horrifying Martial Soul.

What exactly was that pitch-black rift? Even such a huge lake vortex was devoured by it.

What exactly is Feng Wuchen’s Martial Soul? Why does it have such terrifying power?

Lei Zhenfeng stood there in shock, his face filled with terror and amazement, his strongest trump card martial skill actually devoured by a pitch-black rift in an instant.

“Roar!”

The cold gaze fixed on Lei Zhenfeng, the golden dragon imprint on Feng Wuchen’s forehead suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and terrifying power burst forth. Then, a dragon’s roar, full of intimidation, resounded, its formidable momentum shaking heaven and earth.

“Boom!”

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“Pfft!”

A terrifying power instantly struck Lei Zhenfeng, as if just the intimidating roar of the dragon inflicted injury on Lei Zhenfeng, causing him to spurt blood and recoil backward.

Lei Zhenfeng was heavily injured!

Lei Zhenfeng was already severely injured, and after being struck again, his breath became even weaker, nearing exhaustion.

At this time, Feng Wuchen was also extremely drained, the small amount of True Yuan he had just recovered had been exhausted by activating the Ancient Golden Dragon Seal.

“Emperor!” The soldiers of the Shuiyue Empire had already begun to despair.

The soldiers of the Yanhuo Empire, on the other hand, cried out with excitement, their cheers piercing the sky, their faces flushed with excitement and agitation.

The heavy blow suffered by Lei Zhenfeng meant that their victory was within reach.

Duan Wuqing and Mu Tianyun finally relaxed the taut string in them, their pale faces revealing great joy.

“Lei Zhenfeng is severely injured, he no longer has the strength to fight!” laughed Duan Tian Hun, completely at ease now.

Feng Wuchen’s act of devouring signified Lei Zhenfeng’s defeat.

Of course, Feng Wuchen’s victory was only a narrow one.

In the high sky, Lei Zhenfeng, seriously injured, barely managed to hover, but he was already wobbling and could fall at any moment, akin to a lamp running out of oil.

Feng Wuchen’s condition was a bit better, even if he didn’t have the strength to hover in the sky, he still had the Kylin battle armor!

Don’t forget that the Kylin battle armor is a Divine Artifact! It possesses a Soul Body, though not a real Divine Artifact.

“Damn it! I simply cannot accept this! This king refuses to concede!” Lei Zhenfeng, severely injured, gritted his teeth and raged.

Feng Wuchen had Elixirs to recover, plus the Supreme Body Second Stage, and the Dragon Clan bloodline, recovering from injuries and True Yuan at an astonishing speed.

“Emperor Lei, I’m about to send you on your way,” Feng Wuchen said coldly, slowly flying towards Lei Zhenfeng.

“Murong Tianlie! Why aren’t you making your move yet?” Lei Zhenfeng, badly injured, roared with both fear and urgency.

“Murong Tianlie?” Duan Wuqing’s face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted, “Feng Wuchen, be careful!”

“Whoosh!”

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

A black shadow flashed in an instant, and Feng Wuchen’s expression darkened as the newcomer fiercely struck Feng Wuchen’s heart with a palm, the explosion causing Feng Wuchen to spew blood and fly out like a cannonball.

“Murong Tianlie!” Feng Wuchen had long guessed that Murong Tianlie was hiding in the shadows, but after the battle with Lei Zhenfeng, he was already seriously injured. Even though he had sensed it, he was unable to avoid it.

“Feng Wuchen!”

“Brother Feng!”

“Grand Commander!”

Duan Tian Hun and Ling Xiaoxiao, along with everyone else, were shocked, with Ling Xiaoxiao desperately dashing after him as tears fell unconsciously.

Murong Tianlie’s sudden stealth attack caught everyone by surprise.

Feng Wuchen was already exhausted, and Murong Tianlie’s fierce palm strike to Feng Wuchen’s heart was clearly intended to be lethal!