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

Did I tell you to leave?

Upon hearing this, the two Transcendent Realm elders who were about to escape into the void suddenly froze, slowly turned around, and their faces were so gloomy that they could drip water.

The young master of Fenglei Pavilion, whose teeth had just been ripped out, trembled with rage. He covered his bloodied mouth and hissed incoherently, "You little bastard, what... what else do you want...?"

Chu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gently pushed Su Youwei and Mu Wanqing behind him, and then walked forward step by step.

He walked slowly, but with each step he took, it seemed as if an invisible force was rising.

"You came to my doorstep, swaggering around, trying to steal my things, and even trying to touch my woman."

Chu Feng's face once again wore that cynical smile, but that smile carried a chilling undertone.

"Now that you can't win, you think you can just pack up and leave?"

"There's no such thing as a free lunch."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two Transcendent Realm elders changed drastically.

One of them frowned and said in a deep voice, "What else do you want? Don't push your luck!"

Chu Feng ignored him, simply pointing a finger at the young master of Fenglei Pavilion who was being helped up, and uttered six words with a grin.

"I want his life."

boom!

The entire room fell silent!

Everyone was stunned by Chu Feng's earth-shattering words, leaving them speechless!

That's the young master of the Fenglei Pavilion, a top power in Xuantian Prefecture!

Kill him?

This is tantamount to declaring war on the entire Fenglei Pavilion!

"You brat! How dare you!"

"You're asking for it!"

The two elders at the Tongxuan Realm instantly flew into a rage, their terrifying killing intent locking onto Chu Feng once again.

One of them shouted angrily, "Don't think that just because Mo Qiubai is protecting you, you can act recklessly! If you dare to lay a finger on my young master, not only Mo Qiubai, but no one in the entire Cangxuan Prefecture can protect you!"

Mo Qiubai, standing to the side, also frowned. He looked at Chu Feng and transmitted his voice, "Boy, don't be impulsive! This Wind and Thunder Pavilion has an extremely deep foundation. There are even old monsters beyond the Transcendent Realm guarding the sect. Even our Cangxuan Academy would find it difficult to contend with them!"

However, Chu Feng seemed not to hear it.

He bowed slightly to Mo Qiubai and said loudly, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. But I am a person who always seeks revenge for the slightest offense."

His gaze, like two sharp swords, was fixed on the young master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion. He said, word by word, "This guy dared to covet my woman; he must die!"

"You!" The young master of Fenglei Pavilion was driven nearly mad by Chu Feng's death-looking gaze. He struggled to stand up straight, a glint of madness and ferocity flashing in his eyes. "You really think I can't kill you?"

He suddenly pulled out a purple jade talisman that was flashing with violent lightning from his storage ring!

"This is the trump card my father gave me to save my life!"

He roared like a madman, "Chu Feng! Mo Qiubai! You're all going to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he crushed the jade talisman in his hand without hesitation!

Click!

The moment the jade talisman shattered, the world changed color!

Rumble—!

High above, the winds rose and the clouds surged, with endless gales gathering and thick, dragon-like bolts of purple lightning wildly traversing the clouds, as if the end of the world had arrived!

A terrifying aura, far surpassing the Tongxuan Realm, vast, majestic, and filled with supreme majesty, suddenly erupted from the shattered jade talisman, enveloping the entire Northern Wilderness!

Under that terrifying pressure, countless creatures prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, their very souls shaking.

Immediately afterwards, a towering, illusory figure slowly coalesced amidst the endless gale and thunder.

He wore a purple robe embroidered with lightning, his face imposing, and his eyes seemed to hold the power of countless bolts of lightning. Just by standing there, he instilled in everyone present, including Mo Qiubai, a suffocating sense of insignificance that seemed to emanate from their very souls.

It is none other than the Pavilion Master of Fenglei Pavilion!

"Father! Save me!"

Upon seeing this figure, the young master of Fenglei Pavilion rushed over as if he had seen a savior, pointing at Chu Feng and Mo Qiubai and crying with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Father! They're trying to kill me! That old bastard crippled eight of my guards, and that little bastard seriously injured me! You must avenge me!"

The phantom of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion Master, with his eyes filled with thunder, slowly turned and landed on Mo Qiubai.

Mo Qiubai's expression became more solemn than ever before.

He urgently transmitted his voice to Chu Feng, "This is bad! This is a divine sense clone of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion Master! Its strength has probably reached the half-step Formless Realm! Even I am no match for it! Kid, I'll try my best to stop him, you find a chance to leave immediately!"

The Pavilion Master of Fenglei Pavilion's gaze lingered on Mo Qiubai for a moment before he spoke calmly, his voice booming like thunder: "You are that Saint-grade talent kid from Cangxuan Academy a hundred years ago, aren't you?"

"I didn't expect that you would have reached the seventh level of the Profound Realm in such a short time. Unfortunately, you are still far behind me."

His tone suddenly shifted, his voice turning cold, revealing a murderous intent.

"Your humble Cangxuan Academy dares to lay a hand on my son!"

"He deserves to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly raised the palm formed from lightning and was about to suppress the crowd below!

A devastating pressure descended suddenly, as if the entire sky had collapsed!

Mo Qiubai's face turned deathly pale, and he was about to fight to the death.

However, at this critical moment...

A roar filled with endless contempt and arrogance suddenly exploded!

"Screw your damn act!"

This roar, so arrogant it was almost supernatural, instantly drew everyone's attention.

Chu Feng looked up at the sky, his face showing no fear whatsoever, but rather disdain and provocation.

The majestic eyes of the Fenglei Pavilion Master narrowed slightly as they fell upon Chu Feng, as if he were looking at an ant that was oblivious to its own mortality.

"Noisy."

He didn't even bother with words. The colossal, thunderous hand that blotted out the sky was even more powerful and crashed down!

This palm strike is not only meant to kill Chu Feng, but also to wipe out the entire Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, including Mo Qiubai!

"It's just a divine thought clone, isn't it? Does it really think it's something special?"

With a thought, a blood-red ancient coffin, exuding an aura of endless devouring and ominousness, suddenly appeared in front of Chu Feng!

"Open the Coffin of Burial!"

Om-!

The coffin lid slid open, and a burly figure, even more domineering and arrogant than the phantom of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion Master, with billions of purple thunder dragons coiled around him, stepped out from the blood-red vortex!

The moment he appeared, all the thunder elements in the world seemed to have found a king and worshipped him madly!

It is indeed the Lord of Thunder!

The Thunder Lord didn't even look at the colossal wind and thunder hand that blotted out the sky. He simply waved his hand impatiently at the arrogant phantom of the Thunder and Wind Pavilion Master.

It's like shooing away an annoying fly.

Snapped!

A faint, almost negligible, cracking sound.

That giant hand of wind and thunder, powerful enough to easily wipe out the entire Northern Wilderness and leave Mo Qiubai in despair, just like that... vanished into thin air.

Immediately afterwards, the majestic phantom of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion Master, towering above the sky, also shattered like a punctured balloon after a moment of distortion, turning into countless points of light that vanished without a trace.

From appearance to disappearance, it takes only a few breaths.

Heaven and earth were once again clear and bright.

All that remained was a crowd frozen in shock, and the young master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion with a horrified, ghost-like expression on his face.

After doing all this, the illusory figure of the Thunder Lord dimmed a bit. He turned around and glanced at Chu Feng, who was already dumbfounded, and transmitted his voice: "That guy just now had a very strong aura of thunder on him. The Wind and Thunder Pavilion where he is should contain powerful thunder energy."

"Kid, find a way to get it for me! Otherwise, my life force will be too depleted, and I won't be able to save you next time!"

"Don't worry, senior!" Chu Feng replied quickly, his heart stirred upon hearing this.

Lei Zhu nodded, then transformed into a streak of purple light and returned to the Burial Coffin.

Chu Feng put away the Burial Coffin, then his gaze suddenly shifted, staring intently at the young master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, who was already pale and slumped on the ground.

Sensing Chu Feng's chilling killing intent, the two Transcendent Realm elders shuddered and reacted abruptly. One of them shouted fiercely at the young master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, "Young Master, run! We'll cover you!"

Having said that, the two charged at Chu Feng fearlessly.

Meanwhile, the young master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion scrambled and tore through space to escape!

"Can you escape?"

Chu Feng was about to give chase.

"Leave them to me!"

Mo Qiubai's figure, however, arrived first despite being behind!

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes: since he had already offended them, he would offend them to the very end!

His first move was a thunderous killing move. Two sword energies containing the ultimate principles of Confucianism and Taoism ripped through the sky and instantly killed the two Transcendent Realm elders who had been terrified by the Thunder Lord's power!

Chu Feng's figure, like a ghost, directly blocked the path of the young master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion who was about to escape into the spatial rift.

"No! Don't kill me!"

The young master of Fenglei Pavilion let out a desperate roar.

Chu Feng was too lazy to waste words and directly activated the Burial Coffin.