Free Web NovelChapter 2391: Chapter 2389: The Lonely Invincibility
The terror that was Feng Wuchen had scared Xuan You straight into madness.
If it had been anyone else, they might well have been scared to death on the spot.
Ignoring the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was one thing, but even the force created by two powers clashing couldn’t harm Feng Wuchen. How was anyone supposed to believe that?
Who had ever seen such a terrifying, nightmare-inducing scene?
The terrifying power of the Heavenly Tribulation suddenly vanished, and no one knew what had happened. Countless cultivators were utterly dumbfounded.
"There’s no way the Heavenly Tribulation can’t hurt you! There’s no way you can force it back, impossible! You’re a demon! You’re a demon!"
The crazed Xuan You kept repeating this line over and over.
"A dignified peak expert of the Seven Divine Realms, famed far and wide, yet ends up in such a state." Feng Wuchen shook his head.
Feng Wuchen reached out through the air and forcibly devoured the Divine Fire within Xuan You’s body.
"Dark green flame, a bit weaker than Blue Flame Aquatic Fire, should be ranked sixth or seventh." Feng Wuchen muttered, though it no longer really mattered.
The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Flames was countless times stronger than any Divine Fire.
"Boom!"
"Pff!"
Feng Wuchen punched out, and his overbearing power directly shattered Xuan You’s Qi Sea, completely crippling him, and his figure plummeted downward.
Watching the falling Xuan You, Feng Wuchen said, "You should have died by my hand, but as you are now, you’re not even qualified."
The man was already insane; Feng Wuchen had no intention of finishing him off.
With Xuan You’s cultivation abolished, from now on he was a cripple. Whether he could survive would depend on his own fate.
Xuan You should have crossed the tribulation and Ascended smoothly; no one had expected him to end up like this.
If Xuan You had just obediently undergone his tribulation and Ascension, Feng Wuchen wouldn’t have stopped him.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash, Feng Wuchen appeared at the ruined mountain range below; the cave had already collapsed, and even an entire stretch of mountains had sunk down.
Feng Wuchen reached out through the air and pulled Huo Lingtian, buried under countless boulders, up from underground.
Huo Lingtian was now only a Soul Body; even in his weakened state, the collapsing peaks couldn’t kill him. He was, after all, at Saint Emperor realm.
Feng Wuchen broke the 转生咒 within Huo Lingtian’s Soul Body, and as Huo Lingtian’s mind cleared, the instant he saw Feng Wuchen, he was once again tortured by sheer terror.
Huo Lingtian no longer dared beg for mercy. Knowing he was doomed, he could only shut his eyes, not daring to look at Feng Wuchen at all.
"Killing you would be a bit of a waste."
Feng Wuchen had originally intended to crush Huo Lingtian’s Soul Body on the spot, but just as he exerted force with his claw, he halted.
"Forget it. Since Xuan You went to the trouble of resurrecting you, it means your life isn’t meant to end yet." Feng Wuchen said coldly, then released his grip.
Huo Lingtian froze, abruptly opening his eyes. In disbelief, he asked, "You... you’re not going to kill me?"
"Are you willing to submit to me?" Feng Wuchen asked.
Huo Lingtian froze again, but this time he heard very clearly: not only was Feng Wuchen not killing him, he actually wanted to recruit him!
"I am willing!" Huo Lingtian immediately dropped to his knees.
"Those Transcendent Saint experts, were they all under your control?" Feng Wuchen asked.
"Yes!" Huo Lingtian nodded in terror.
"Then undo it. Let Qiuding Peak and the others kill themselves. Before they do, have them wipe out the Divine Spirit Clan, the Holy Soul Temple, the Nether Clan, Shadowlo Hall, and the Profound Saint Sect. They no longer have any reason to exist." Feng Wuchen said lightly, breezy and casual, as if eliminating several great powers was nothing more than a trivial errand.
"Yes!" Huo Lingtian nodded in fright, not daring to defy him.
Huo Lingtian had been scared out of his wits. Even if he had a chance right now to kill Feng Wuchen, he wouldn’t dare make a move.
Who knew when that terrifying power might appear again?
Trying to kill Feng Wuchen would be pure suicide.
"Don’t even think about betraying me. If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. You won’t be lucky enough to get a second resurrection." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
Huo Lingtian shuddered violently, feeling as if his thoughts had been laid bare, and said in terror, "Subordinate wouldn’t dare betray you!"
"Enough, recover on your own. With your Alchemist realm, refining Body Casting Pills is no problem. Once you’re done with all this, come to the Dragon God Palace to find me." Feng Wuchen tossed out the words, and his figure had already vanished with a flash.
After Feng Wuchen left, Huo Lingtian finally let out a long breath.
Whenever he faced Feng Wuchen, all Huo Lingtian could see in his mind was that terrifying scene. The horrifying shadow refused to fade.
"Grandpa Bing and the others must have been killed by Feng Wuchen too. That power was just too terrifying." Huo Lingtian said to himself.
Taking a few deep breaths to suppress the fear in his heart, Huo Lingtian began undoing the 转生咒 for the dozens of Transcendent Saint experts.
At the same time, he issued orders to Qiuding Peak and the others.
Among the Seven Divine Realms’ enemies, some were dead, others insane.
Feng Wuchen could finally relax.
Feng Wuchen’s current cultivation had already surpassed the limits of the Seven Divine Realms; no matter how he cultivated, he couldn’t improve in the slightest.
Taking advantage of this time, Feng Wuchen began refining Divine Artifacts for everyone in the Dragon God Palace. He wanted every last member of the Dragon God Palace to possess a Divine Artifact.
The Divine Realm wasn’t lacking materials to refine Divine Artifacts; what it lacked were Alchemists capable of refining them.
Even in the Divine Realm, there were very few who could refine powerful Divine Artifacts.
After the Divine Artifacts were finished, he then guided the members of the Dragon God Palace, gave advice to the Alchemists, and even went to the Divine Mansion every few days to instruct the students.
Like this, in the midst of endless boredom, and in between picking fights with Lin Xuan Tian for no reason—scaring Lin Xuan Tian so badly he didn’t dare accept—Feng Wuchen passed a month.
During that month, the Human Realm, Heavenly Realm, Beast Spirit Mountain, the Divine Tower, the Divine Mansion, the Divine Monkey Tribe, the God Slayers, the General Assembly, and the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm—Feng Wuchen had no idea how many times he’d gone back and forth.
Aside from Soul Extinction’s and Lin Xuan Tian’s Divine Fires, with the help of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Flames, Feng Wuchen had collected all the remaining Divine Fires.
And he provided all seven Divine Fires to the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Flames for refinement.
On top of that, all the ancient power within Feng Wuchen’s body was handed over to be refined by the origin power as well.
For the time that followed, he had absolutely nothing to do—no powerful enemies, no pressure. Feng Wuchen felt the days drag on like years.
As for his Alchemist realm, cultivating when he felt like it and slacking when he didn’t, he actually broke through to the Transcendent Saint level.
"Being invincible is really lonely. If I want to go to the Holy Realm, I still have to wait a while, wait for Xiao Xiao and the others to Ascend together. Fortunately, with the Nitian Divine Pearl refined from Primordial Yang Stone, I don’t have to wait too long."
"The second level of the Samsara Tower hasn’t reacted at all. I’m bored to death."
On the roof of the Dragon God Palace’s main hall, Feng Wuchen lay there talking to himself, bored to the point of mold growing on him.
"The mighty overlord of the Divine Realm, actually bored to this extent?" Tianming’s cheerful laughter rang out as he appeared beside Feng Wuchen.
"Big Brother Tianming! Six-star Main God, your breakthrough was fast!" Feng Wuchen’s eyes lit up with delight.
Tianming rolled his eyes and said, "Talking about breakthroughs with you is just asking to feel pathetic."
"What are you thinking about? Want to Ascend to the Holy Realm already?" Tianming asked.
Feng Wuchen sat up cross-legged, gazed into the void, his eyes burning with desire, and said, "Saying I don’t want to would be a lie. This kind of peaceful life really doesn’t suit me. I want to cultivate, I want to fight, I want to become stronger. I wish I could charge into the Holy Realm right now!"
