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

The figure that emerged from the depths of the ancestral tomb seemed to be treading on the pulse of heaven and earth with every step.

He was so old, his body was hunched over, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. The tattered star-patterned Taoist robe he wore was no longer recognizable as its original color. His whole body was shrouded in an aura of death so thick it was impossible to dispel, like a zombie that had crawled out of a grave.

However, this body, which seemed to be on the verge of falling apart at any moment, exuded a terrifying pressure that made even a Great Sage tremble and all paths submit to it!

Holy King!

A living fossil that has lived for countless millions of years!

At this moment, Feng You stood in the void, his two dark eyebrows furrowed together.

He scrutinized the approaching old man, shook his head, and sighed, "Young man, this old ghost has lived for far too long, forcibly transforming himself into a Saint King, crossing the insurmountable barrier of a Great Saint. In my current remnant soul state, I cannot deal with him; now you'll have to rely on yourself."

After speaking, Feng You transformed into a streak of light and went straight back into the Burial Coffin. The blood-red ancient coffin emitted a soft sound, and the lid closed tightly without making a sound.

Feng You's departure caused the Saint King's pressure, which had been blocked by his aura, to descend like an ancient ferocious beast that had broken free of its shackles!

puff!

Chu Feng's already severely injured body was crushed by billions of divine mountains under this pressure. The cracks on his indestructible body that had just healed burst open again, and golden blood gushed out like a fountain.

He knelt on one knee uncontrollably, pressing down on the void beneath his feet until it collapsed inch by inch.

too strong!

This is the might of the Holy King!

Its mere aura was enough to crush a Great Sage!

"The successor of the Human Emperor... the undying legacy..."

The Holy King Yao Guang finally approached, his cloudy eyes, devoid of any life force, fell upon the Emperor's Sword in Chu Feng's hand and the Undying War Spear not far away. A flicker of greed ignited in those lifeless eyes.

His gaze finally settled on Chu Feng, as if he wanted to see through him inside and out.

"That's... a decent gift for meeting you."

His voice was hoarse, like two rusty iron pieces rubbing against each other, and every word carried a decaying, desolate air from the upper reaches of the river of time.

"Young man, you are quite good." The Holy King Yao Guang looked down at Chu Feng, who was kneeling on one knee, and said in a condescending tone, "Considering that you bear the inheritance of the Human Emperor, I can give you a chance to live."

"Offer your divine soul and plant the slave mark of my Yao Guang Holy Land, and from this day forward guard the mountain gate of my Yao Guang Holy Land for ten thousand years."

"Ten thousand years from now, I, the king, may spare your life."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Why send a successor of the Human Emperor, who possesses the power to rule two imperial dynasties and has unparalleled combat strength, to be a watchdog?

This is an even crueler humiliation than killing him!

"Old man."

Chu Feng struggled to lift his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned, revealing a pale, mocking smile.

"You want me to be your dog?"

"You... dare to challenge me?"

"How about this, you kneel down now, kowtow to me three times, and bark like a dog three times. If I'm in a good mood, I might consider taking you in as my watchdog."

boom!

Upon hearing this, heaven and earth fell silent!

Everyone was stunned by Chu Feng's words!

Even facing certain death, he still dared to... so provoke a Holy King?!

"court death!"

A hint of anger finally appeared on the dead-looking face of the Holy King Yaoguang.

He stopped talking nonsense and slowly raised his withered hand, which looked like a chicken claw, and gently pressed it down on Chu Feng below.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, nor any laws that could destroy the world.

Only one seemingly ordinary gray hand, which appeared to contain the weight of the entire star field, appeared out of thin air and slowly pressed down.

However, this seemingly slow palm strike made Chu Feng feel an unprecedented crisis of death!

The space-time around him was completely frozen under this palm strike, and he couldn't even move a finger!

He could only watch helplessly as the hand of death drew ever closer to his head!

"Father!"

"Owner!"

Long Bao'er and Lao Hei let out an anxious roar at the same time, transforming into two streaks of light, one on the left and one on the right, fearlessly rushing towards the gray palm!

Long Bao'er revealed her true form as a golden dragon. Her hundred-foot-long body was covered in golden scales that shimmered with immortal brilliance. She opened her dragon mouth and unleashed a golden dragon breath powerful enough to incinerate mountains and boil seas, fiercely blasting it towards the palm.

Old Black also revealed his true form as a Qilin. The raging Qilin divine fire distorted half of the sky, turning it into a sea of ​​fire that swept away!

However, facing these two attacks that were enough to severely injure a Great Sage, the Yao Guang Saint King didn't even lift an eyelid.

The gray palm only trembled slightly.

boom!boom!

Whether it was dragon's breath or divine fire, it vanished silently like bubbles the moment it touched the palm.

An irresistible and terrifying force rebounded, and Long Bao'er and Lao Hei simultaneously let out a mournful cry. Their massive bodies were blasted away like kites with broken strings, and golden blood and Qilin blood splattered across the sky!

Vulnerable!

"No!"

Before the main hall, Zhuge Yue witnessed this scene, her gentle and pretty face already wet with tears.

She looked at the figure who, under the might of the Holy King, swayed precariously yet still stood tall, and felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, making it hard to breathe.

"Let me go!"

She struggled violently, her Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart working wildly within her body. An unprecedented power erupted from her, and she forcefully broke free from Xiao Wuji's grip!

"Yue'er!" Xiao Wuji's expression changed, and he reached out to grab her.

But it was too late.

Zhuge Yue transformed into a white streak of light and rushed headlong into that land of death.

She spread her arms wide and, with her frail body, resolutely stood in front of Chu Feng.

She looked up at the descending hand of death, her clear eyes showing no fear, only an unprecedented peace and...relief.

"Master, hurry..."

She didn't turn around, but with all her might, she murmured softly.

"Thank you... for coming."

boom!!!

The gray palm, without hesitation, imprinted itself on her thin body.

There was no blood splattering.

That exquisite body that had captivated countless talented men in Jiangnan, along with that intelligent and perceptive heart, was like ice and snow under the sun, disintegrated and melted inch by inch by that domineering and unparalleled power of the Holy King the moment it touched his palm, eventually turning into countless specks of light that drifted away in the wind.

Her life was cut short.

Time seemed to have been paused at this moment.

Chu Feng stared blankly at the scattered rain of light before him, reaching out as if to grasp something, but only managing to grab onto nothingness.

That last, liberating murmur echoed wildly in his mind like the most vicious curse.

"ah--!!!"

A roar that was not human, filled with endless pain and madness, exploded from the depths of Chu Feng's throat!

His eyes instantly turned blood red, devoid of any human emotion, leaving only the most primal, purest destruction and... madness!