I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

As the man in white made his move, the entire world instantly transformed into an invisible cage, imprisoning Chu Feng. At this moment, even moving a finger became a luxury for him.

This person's cultivation level has reached at least the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Even stronger!

Chu Feng's Foundation Establishment Realm Ninth Level cultivation was frantically circulating within him, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to shake this mighty force in the slightest.

"An interesting genius, but unfortunately, too weak." The white-robed man smiled indifferently as his figure slowly emerged from the void. He spread his five fingers and slowly reached out to grab Chu Feng's crown.

He could almost see this peerless genius of the Northern Wilderness Region reduced to a toy in his hands.

Xiao Nihuang, Chu Tianyuan, and the others were furious, but they were also unable to move due to the terrifying pressure. They could only watch helplessly as the palm got closer and closer to Chu Feng.

At this critical moment.

A white figure silently appeared in front of Chu Feng.

It was Bai Zijun.

He remained aloof, sword in his left hand, standing there silently, like an unchanging iceberg.

He seemed completely unaware of the terrifying pressure that was enough to suppress heaven and earth.

"Hmm?" The man in white raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Another one who's not afraid of death? Get out of the way!"

His downward pressure did not diminish; a strand of that invisible power separated and transformed into a mountain-like force, pressing down fiercely on Bai Zijun.

However, Bai Zijun remained unmoved.

He slowly raised his head, and for the first time, a glimmer of light ignited in his eyes, which had been frozen for millennia.

A wisp of sword light, pure to the extreme and sharp to the extreme!

Om-! ! !

A domineering, sharp, and terrifying sword intent, seemingly capable of cleaving a hole in the heavens, suddenly erupted from Bai Zijun's slender body!

Faced with this sword intent, the terrifying pressure that the white-robed man was so proud of was torn to shreds like thin paper in an instant!

"What... what kind of sword intent is this?!"

The indifference and composure on the white-clad man's face vanished at this moment, replaced by utter horror and disbelief.

He stared intently at Bai Zijun, as if he were seeing some incredible monster, his body even trembling slightly from shock.

How could such a terrifying swordsmanship expert have been born in this small Northern Wilderness?!

This sword intent was pure, domineering, and unstoppable; he had only ever felt it in the reclusive sword masters within the sect!

"Who are you?!" the man in white shouted sharply, his voice even carrying a hint of fear that he himself was unaware of.

Bai Zijun did not answer.

He simply raised the sword in his hand slowly.

It was an ordinary iron sword, with several nicks and chips on its blade.

But the moment he raised his sword, the entire world seemed to consist only of that one sword.

All light, all sound, all laws paled in comparison to this sword.

The white-clad man felt a horrifying alarm bell ringing in his mind; an unprecedented sense of impending death enveloped him completely.

He no longer cared about his composure; his inner power erupted without reservation, and his figure transformed into a streak of light as he fled towards the horizon.

However, it was too late.

Bai Zijun has drawn his sword.

There was no earth-shattering sword light, no sword energy that tore through the void.

It was that simple, unadorned, that it thrust forward.

puff!

A streak of blood shot out from the sky.

The white-clad man, who had already fled a thousand feet away, suddenly froze, letting out a muffled groan of extreme pain.

One of his arms had been severed at the shoulder, the wound smooth as a mirror, the remaining sword intent frantically destroying the life force within his body.

He endured the excruciating pain, turned his head without looking back, burned his life essence, and disappeared into the horizon in a disheveled state at an even faster speed.

Only a roar filled with endless resentment and horror remained, echoing in the air.

"I'll remember this strike! You just wait!"

As the man in white fled, the oppressive aura that had enveloped the heavens and earth dissipated.

Xiao Nihuang, Chu Tianyuan, and the others finally breathed a long sigh of relief, their faces pale and their foreheads covered in cold sweat. For a moment just now, they truly thought they were going to die.

Chu Feng walked to Bai Zijun's side, looked at him, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so strong in such a short time."

Bai Zijun sheathed his sword, and the domineering and fierce sword intent subsided. He returned to his cold and taciturn demeanor, only bowing slightly to Chu Feng.

"It is thanks to the sword techniques taught by my master that I have the opportunity to pick up a sword again." His voice was as calm as ever, but beneath that calmness lay a trace of gratitude and awe that even he himself was unaware of.

If it weren't for Chu Feng, he would probably still be that self-destructive cripple!

Chu Feng patted him on the shoulder and didn't say anything more.

Just then.

boom!

Another aura surged into the sky from a palace deep within the imperial palace!

Although this aura was far less earth-shattering than when Chu Feng broke through earlier, it still exuded the might of a terrestrial immortal!

"Huh?" Chu Tianyuan was taken aback, his face full of surprise. "How come someone in this palace has broken through to the level of a terrestrial immortal?"

Xiao Nihuang's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she subconsciously glanced in the direction from which the aura was coming. Then, she looked at Chu Feng with a strange expression.

"That place... seems to be the palace where the former Empress Mu Wanqing lived."

She paused, then added in a low, languid tone, "You... you seemed to have come out of there too, didn't you?"

Upon hearing this, both Chu Tianyuan and Duke Xiao turned their gazes to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng touched his nose, a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Ahem, um... wait a moment, I'll go take a look."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the spot.

Meanwhile, inside Mu Wanqing's palace.

Mu Wanqing stared blankly at her hands, feeling the unprecedented, surging, and vast power within her body, her face filled with disbelief.

A terrestrial deity!

She actually... also stepped into this legendary realm!

This was once an unattainable height for her, a height she never dared to even dream of.

But now, in just one night, she has risen to the top.

All of this was thanks to that domineering and powerful man who gave her new hope.

Just as she was feeling agitated, a figure quietly appeared in front of her.

"So? Being with me wasn't a bad deal, was it?"

Looking at her completely transformed appearance, Chu Feng's lips curled into a playful smile.

Mu Wanqing came to her senses and saw Chu Feng. A complex blush appeared on her elegant and noble face.

She slowly rose and bowed gracefully to Chu Feng, her voice soft yet filled with unprecedented sincerity.

"Thank you."

This thank you comes from the bottom of my heart.

Chu Feng stepped forward, took her hand, and helped her up from the ground.

"From now on, we're all family, so there's no need to be so polite."

He took the other person's gentle, jade-like hand in his and turned to walk outside.

"Come on, let me introduce you to everyone."

When Chu Feng reappeared before everyone, holding Mu Wanqing's hand, the atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle.

Especially Duke Xiao, who looked at his granddaughter who had just ascended the throne, and then at the stunning former empress beside Chu Feng, was so angry that his beard stood on end.

"Chu Feng! You shameless brat!" Duke Xiao finally couldn't hold back any longer, pointing at Chu Feng and angrily rebuking him, "You've only been married to Nihuang for a few days, and you've already... you've already seduced another woman! And you've even set your sights on the former Empress! You... you have no shame!"

Chu Tianyuan was also at a loss for words, looking at his grandson and sighing, "You little rascal, old habits die hard. Your spoiled nature hasn't changed at all."

Only Xiao Nihuang quietly looked at Chu Feng, then glanced at Mu Wanqing beside him, who looked uneasy. Her expression was complicated, but she did not react.