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

"Who gave you permission to touch him?"

The voice was hoarse and cold, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other, devoid of any human emotion.

Qing Xuanzi was frozen in place, as if he had been struck by a spell.

He stared in horror at the gaunt figure slowly emerging from the blood-red coffin, feeling an indescribable chill rise from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Danger!

Extreme danger!

Every cell in his body was screaming and warning him frantically!

escape!

Run away!

This man wielding the iron sword is a hundred times more terrifying than that fire qilin!

However, his body felt as if it were being crushed by an invisible mountain, making even moving a finger a luxury.

That was not a suppression of power, but an absolute crushing force from a higher level of life, from the "Tao"!

"Rubbish."

Sword Demon Dugu Shang didn't even bother to look at him directly, only uttering two words softly from his throat.

He didn't move his left hand, which was holding the iron sword, but raised his empty right hand, which was so pale it was devoid of any blood.

Fingers pointing together like swords.

He casually made a slash at Qing Xuanzi, who was standing right in front of him.

There was no earth-shattering sword energy, nor any fluctuation of the power of laws.

The movement was so light and casual, like brushing dust off one's shoulder.

puff.

A soft sound.

The expression on Qing Xuanzi's old face, which was filled with shock and fear, froze instantly.

He slowly, very slowly lowered his head.

A thin line of blood quietly appeared between his eyebrows, spreading downwards, across his nose, his lips, his neck, and his chest...

His vitality vanished quickly, like the receding tide.

In those cloudy old eyes, a last trace of disbelief remained.

I……

I am a peak Heavenly Venerable Realm expert!

I am the chief elder of the outer sect of the Taicang Holy Land!

How could I...?

He couldn't even see how the other party made their move.

"From now on, don't bother me with these kinds of trash."

The Sword Demon seemed to find it somewhat boring and impatiently tossed out a sentence to Chu Feng.

Then, he turned around, took a step, and walked back into the blood-red coffin, as if he had never been there.

Until the coffin lid slowly closed.

The terrifying, suffocating sword intent that had been pressing down on the world slowly dissipated.

Above the sky, Qing Xuanzi's body was finally and neatly split in two.

Blood and entrails cascaded down like a waterfall.

A Celestial Venerable, the Chief Elder of the Outer Sect of the Taicang Holy Land, Qing Xuanzi.

陨！

"No--!"

"Chief Elder!"

In the distance, the three elders who had been relentlessly pursued by Lao Hei, with nowhere to run or hide, let out heart-wrenching cries upon witnessing this scene.

Even the chief elder is dead?

He was defeated in one move?

What's the point of fighting?!

Their last shred of fighting spirit completely collapsed.

However, just as Qing Xuanzi's body was about to fall from the sky...

hum!

A phantom, almost transparent figure suddenly burst out from the mangled corpse!

It was Qing Xuanzi's soul!

His face was devoid of any of the arrogance and majesty he had shown before; only endless fear and resentment remained!

He stared intently at Chu Feng, as if trying to etch that face into the deepest part of his soul.

Without a second thought, he immediately tried to tear through the void and escape!

As long as his soul remains intact, he will still have the chance to possess another body and be reborn!

He remembered this grudge!

One day, he will make this brat, and this entire star field, pay for his death!

"Still trying to escape?"

Chu Feng looked at the illusory figure, a cold smile curving his lips.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

Om-!

The coffin that had just been closed once again emitted a brilliant burst of bloody light!

A devouring force, more terrifying than ever before, like an invisible black hole, instantly enveloped that void!

"No!"

Qing Xuanzi's soul only had time to let out a desperate roar.

His illusory body was uncontrollably pulled into the blood-red vortex, bit by bit.

No matter how much he struggled, it was all in vain.

In the end, amidst countless horrified gazes, his soul was completely swallowed by the blood-red vortex, without even a ripple.

Meanwhile, the battle in the sky was also nearing its end.

Having lost their leader and terrified by Lao Hei's divine might, the three deacons and the remaining disciples of the Holy Land were already in complete disarray, wishing they had been born with two more legs.

However, where could they possibly escape to in the face of the mythical Qilin?

Old Black was caught up in the killing frenzy. His massive body rampaged through the crowd, each swing of his claws and each breath of divine fire taking away countless lives.

It only took the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The thousands of elites from the Taicang Holy Land, along with four elders at the Heavenly Venerable Realm, came this time.

completely annihilated!

Leave no one alive!

The entire world fell into a deathly silence once again.

Only the golden Qilin remained, hovering in the sky, its body engulfed in blazing divine fire, like an invincible war god, receiving countless awe-inspiring and worshipful gazes from below.

"call……"

Old Black exhaled a long breath of stale air, and his huge body quickly shrank, transforming back into the harmless little black dog.

It wagged its tail and trotted over to Chu Feng's feet, looking quite pleased with itself.

Chu Feng kicked it, then slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the sky stained red with blood.

With a flick of his wrist, an invisible suction force emanated from his palm.

call out!call out!call out!

One by one, storage rings, like swallows returning to their nests after being summoned, automatically detached from the broken corpses, transforming into streaks of light that flew into his hands.

After doing all this, he gently waved his hand at the corpses scattered on the ground.

hum!

The coffin that buries the sky has reappeared.

That blood-red vortex, like a highly efficient cleaner, swept away and devoured all the corpses in the sky, whether they belonged to Qing Xuanzi or ordinary disciples!

The extremely concentrated life essence was frantically refined and purified within the coffin, eventually transforming into torrents of pure energy that surged into Chu Feng's limbs and bones.

The members of the Hundred Herbs Sect below stared blankly at the scene of destroying the body and stealing the goods, their eyes twitching as they felt a chill rise from their tailbone.

This divine master...

Not only is his strength terrifyingly inhuman, but his style of doing things is also... too ruthless, isn't it?

They didn't even leave them a scrap of bone!

Ignoring the gazes of the crowd, Chu Feng slowly descended from the sky and arrived in front of Wen Daoxuan and Wen Changqing.

The coldness and indifference he once displayed when facing enemies had vanished from his face, replaced by a gentle smile.

"Are you two alright?"

Wen Daoxuan and Wen Changqing snapped out of their daze and immediately prostrated themselves before Chu Feng, their voices trembling violently with extreme excitement.

"Thank you so much, Lord God, for saving my life!"

"We, the entire Hundred Herbs Sect, will never forget this!"

Behind them, all the disciples of the Hundred Herbs Sect knelt down in unison, their eyes filled with a fervent fervor and reverence as if they had survived a calamity.

From this day forward, the Great Xia Dynasty will be their only faith!

Chu Feng accepted the bow without hesitation, then waved his hand, signaling everyone to stand up.

He glanced around the Hundred Herbs Sect, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"Senior Feng You."

With a soft call, a slightly ethereal figure silently appeared beside him.

It was precisely the formation that was severed, sealing away the hidden realm.