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

Om-!

The space distorted for a moment, and the figure of an old man dressed in gray cloth, with an aura as deep as the sea, quietly appeared in front of Xuan Tian Ce, completely blocking Chu Feng's imposing aura.

"Elder Xuan!" Upon seeing the newcomer, Xuan Tianze cried out as if grasping at a lifeline, his face instantly lighting up with wild joy. "Elder Xuan! Quick! Kill him! Crush him to ashes!"

The old man, known as Elder Xuan, ignored him. His cloudy old eyes fixed intently on Chu Feng as he slowly spoke, "Sir, my young master is young and impetuous, and has offended many. I hope that for the sake of this old man and the Xuan Sect, you will let this matter rest. What do you say?"

He adopted a very humble posture because he could clearly sense that the young man in front of him gave him an unprecedented sense of crisis!

Seventh level of the Dao Palace Realm!

Chu Feng could see through the other party's cultivation level at a glance.

"Get out, or die." Chu Feng's answer was simple and direct.

Upon hearing this, Elder Xuan's face darkened, and a cold glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes: "You are being far too domineering! Though I am old, I am not a pushover!"

The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure from the seventh level of the Dao Palace Realm suddenly erupted from his gaunt body!

A withered hand reached out, its five fingers curled into claws, and fiercely grabbed down at Chu Feng's head!

When that claw landed, the void seemed to be torn apart.

"That's more interesting."

A fighting spirit surged in Chu Feng's eyes.

He still did not use his spiritual power, and did not even summon the Burial Coffin or the Nine Provinces Seal.

He took a deep breath, and a savage, domineering, and terrifying power, enough to tear the sky apart, gathered in his right fist!

"break!"

He uttered a single word and threw a punch!

Boom!!!

This time, it will not be a silent annihilation.

The violent force of the fist and the powerful claws collided with a deafening roar!

The terrifying energy shockwave swept outwards like a tsunami, crushing the surrounding rocks and trees into dust!

pedal!pedal!pedal!

Amidst the smoke and dust, Elder Xuan staggered back three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the hard ground.

His withered hand was trembling slightly uncontrollably, and a crack had appeared at the base of his thumb, from which a trickle of blood slowly seeped out.

He looked up, staring in horror at the motionless figure, and exclaimed in disbelief, "Pure physical strength?! You...you're a body cultivator?!"

How could someone withstand the full force of a Dao Palace Realm expert's attack with just their physical strength?!

Is this guy even human?!

"You only realized it now?" Chu Feng grinned, a smile that, in Elder Xuan's eyes, was more terrifying than a demon.

The next moment, Chu Feng took the initiative to attack!

With a light tap of his toes, his figure moved like a dragon, instantly closing in. His two iron fists transformed into a sky full of fist shadows, like a storm, engulfing Elder Xuan!

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The dull thuds of impact rang out like a barrage of raindrops!

Elder Xuan was horrified to discover that, under the opponent's unreasonable and ferocious offensive, his proud cultivation and martial arts skills were being suppressed!

Each hard clash sent his blood surging and his arms going numb!

"Damn it!" Elder Xuan was both shocked and furious. He gritted his teeth, seized an opening, and retreated rapidly.

"Young Master! Run!"

He roared at the already terrified Xuan Tian Ce, then formed hand seals and burned his spiritual power without reservation!

"Earth-Rank Secret Technique! Blood Burning Art!"

boom!

A terrifying aura far exceeding anything before erupted from his body, and he transformed into a streak of blood-red light, charging fearlessly towards Chu Feng!

He knew that he was no match for the monster in front of him. Today, only by sacrificing himself could he give his young master a chance to live!

Meanwhile, Xuan Tiance was awakened by Elder Xuan's roar. He glared at Chu Feng with resentment, turned around without hesitation, summoned the golden flying boat, and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing desperately towards the Xuanmen without looking back!

"Trying to leave?" Chu Feng's eyes turned cold, and he was about to give chase.

The old man, now transformed into a blood-red light, had already rushed in front of him, his face filled with resolute madness.

"Leave it with me!"

"Noisy."

A hint of impatience flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, and a thought crossed his mind.

Om-!

The blood-red coffin appeared out of thin air, its lid slid open, and the bottomless blood-red vortex aligned itself with the blood-red light.

"No!"

Elder Xuan only had time to let out a desperate roar before he was swallowed whole by that irresistible devouring force and disappeared from this world completely.

Chu Feng put away the Burial Coffin, glanced at the direction where Xuan Tian Ce had disappeared, but did not chase after it.

You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple.

He slowly turned around, his icy gaze falling on the leaders of various forces who were already trembling with fear and pale as death.

"Now, it's your turn."

"Surrender, or... die."

The icy voice, like the final pronouncement of death, echoed in the ears of every sect leader and family head.

Looking at the blood-red ancient coffin that exuded endless ferocity and had just devoured a Dao Palace Realm seventh-level expert, and then at the young man with an indifferent expression, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

At this moment, everyone's psychological defenses were completely shattered.

But the sect leader of the Blazing Fire Sect said with resentment, "You...you have offended the Xuanmen! The Xuanmen will not let you off!"

"Is that so?"

Chu Feng laughed, a laugh filled with boundless arrogance and domineering power.

"After today, there will be no more Xuanmen in Xuantian Prefecture!"

boom!!!

These words stunned all the powerful figures present.

Does this kid intend to destroy the Xuanmen sect?

……

Xuan Tian Prefecture, Xuanmen.

As the undisputed overlord of Xuantian Prefecture, Xuanmen is situated on a massive spiritual vein. Within the sect, immortal mountains and pavilions stand side by side, filled with spiritual energy, resembling a fairyland.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the main hall of the Xuanmen sect was rather solemn.

Xuan Hong, the sect leader of Xuanmen, is a middle-aged man with a dignified face and a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Dao Palace Realm. At this moment, he is sitting in the main seat with a smile on his face.

Seated in the main seat was a cold and aloof man dressed in a white robe with eagle feathers, whose eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.

Behind him stood four guards whose auras were equally unfathomable.

"Guardian White Eagle, you see... this 'Mysterious Golden Elixir' is a treasure passed down through my Mysterious Sect for thousands of years. Please forgive me, I really cannot..." Xuan Hong's tone was pleading and troubled.

The man known as the White Eagle Protector picked up his teacup, blew on it gently, and didn't even lift his eyelids, his voice indifferent.

"Sect Master Xuan, you need to understand, this is not a discussion, it's a notification."

"This pill was personally requested by the Pavilion Master of Misty Rain Pavilion. If you hand it over, Misty Rain Pavilion can guarantee the survival of your Xuanmen sect for a thousand years, and may even help you break through to the Creation Realm."

"If you don't hand it in..."

Protector White Eagle put down his teacup, a cold smile curving his lips. "This Xuan Tian Prefecture isn't necessarily dependent on your Xuan Sect."

A blatant threat!

Xuan Hong's face turned extremely ugly, and a fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

Misty Rain Pavilion!

This is one of the most colossal entities standing at the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces Continent, and its strength is far beyond what a small Xuanmen sect can contend with!

His heart was filled with struggle and resentment.

Just as he was struggling with this internal conflict.

"Report—!!!"

A frantic and urgent shout came from outside the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a disciple scrambled in, his face filled with terror.

"Sect Master... Sect Master! Something terrible has happened! Young Master... Young Master..."

Xuan Hong frowned, a sense of foreboding washing over him. He shouted sternly, "What's with this panic! What's wrong with Ce'er?"

"Sect Master!"

Before the disciple could reply, a golden streak of light rushed in from outside the hall in a disheveled state, crashing heavily to the center of the hall.

It was Xuan Tian Ce, who had fled back for his life!

At this moment, where is even a trace of the demeanor of the number one genius of Xuantian Prefecture?

His hair was disheveled, half of his face was swollen like a pig's head, his whole body was covered in blood, and he was extremely weak.

"Ce'er!"

Upon seeing his son's miserable state, Xuan Hong suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes instantly filled with boundless rage and murderous intent!

"Who?! Who did this?!"

"Father!" When Xuan Tianze saw Xuan Hong, he seemed to have found his pillar of support. He struggled to get up and tearfully recounted the whole story, embellishing the details.

After listening to his son's tearful account, Xuan Hong's face turned ashen.

Meanwhile, the White Eagle Protector showed a hint of interest on his face.

"Oh?"

He said with great interest, "In this Xuan Tian Prefecture, there is actually such a madman? His physical body can withstand the seventh level of the Dao Palace? That's quite interesting."

He looked at Xuan Hong and smiled faintly: "Sect Master Xuan, it seems that your Xuan Sect is in trouble."

Xuan Hong suppressed his anger and cupped his hands to Protector White Eagle, saying, "Protector White Eagle, you flatter me. He's just an ignorant junior. I will..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Boom! ...

A deafening roar came from the direction of the mountain gate, as if the entire mountain peak had been punched hard!

Immediately afterwards, a calm yet murderous voice, like rolling thunder, clearly entered the ears of everyone in the Xuanmen.

"Master of the Xuanmen, come out and face your death!"