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

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

His tone was calm, yet it conveyed an undeniable authority.

The expressions of the four Saint King elders behind Xing Wuyai changed simultaneously.

They naturally knew how terrifying the background of the Tower of Ascension was, and they also knew how unapproachable the owner of this tower was.

But now that their Holy Son has been publicly humiliated, if they don't come to get revenge, how will the Star Pavilion maintain its standing in the Heavenly Realm?

Of course, they didn't know Chu Feng's true identity, otherwise they probably wouldn't have come so hastily.

At this moment, the leading elder, a Saint King at the fifth level, steeled himself, cupped his hands towards the top floor of the Ascension Tower, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, we have no intention of offending the Ascension Tower. However, this person has an irreconcilable feud with our Star Pavilion. We hope that Your Excellency can do us a favor and hand him over to us for disposal. Afterwards, our Star Pavilion will surely reward you handsomely!"

He adopted a very humble attitude and spoke politely.

In his opinion, no matter how domineering the Ascending Tower was, it was not worth offending an immortal lineage like the Star Pavilion for the sake of an outsider.

However, the only response he received was that cold, clear voice.

"I'll say it again, get out."

There is only one word.

Yet it was filled with extreme domineering and disdain.

The faces of the four Holy King Elders instantly turned extremely ugly.

As holy kings, they are respected wherever they go, and have never suffered such humiliation.

"Your Excellency! Don't push your luck!" the Saint King elder roared. "My Star Pavilion is not to be trifled with! Are you really going to completely sever ties with my Star Pavilion for the sake of some unknown brat?"

"To tear off the mask of civility?"

The sound from the top floor carried a hint of amusement.

"You think you're worthy?"

The moment the words fell.

Without warning, a crystal-clear, slender, and perfect hand reached out from the window on the top floor of the Tower of Ascension.

That hand looked delicate and boneless, devoid of any earthy or human touch.

It simply pressed down lightly on the void.

boom--!

Heaven and earth seemed to stand still at that moment.

A terrifying force, indescribable in words, descended from nowhere!

The four arrogant Holy King elders didn't even have time to scream before their bodies, like kites with broken strings, plummeted straight down from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground and creating four large craters in the white jade square.

All four of them had their bones shattered, and their Saint King essence was completely imprisoned by an invisible force. Lying in the pit, they could not lift a single finger except for their eyeballs.

With a single finger, he suppressed four Holy Kings!

Among them, two are at the fifth level of the Saint King Realm!

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Whether it was the Star Pavilion guards floating in the air or the countless powerful figures watching from afar, everyone's eyes were wide open and their mouths were agape enough to fit an egg.

What did they see?

Those are four holy "kings"!

It's unbelievable... it was actually captured by a single hand?

Just how terrifying is the owner of this Tower of Ascension?

Could it be the Holy Emperor?

No, even a Holy Emperor couldn't suppress four Holy Kings so easily with a single move!

Could it be the Saint Ancestor Realm?

The thought of this possibility sent chills down everyone's spine.

Xing Wuyai, who was standing at the very front, was terrified out of his wits, and his crotch was wet and hot.

He looked down into the deep pit below at the four guardian elders, who lay there like dead dogs, their fates unknown. His body trembled violently.

It’s over.

Only those two words remained in his mind.

He never dreamed that his attempt to get revenge would lead him to such an insurmountable obstacle!

At this moment, the women beside Chu Feng in the courtyard were also shocked by this scene.

"So powerful." Chu Qingge held the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and a rare flicker of emotion appeared in her usually cold eyes. She knew she was now at the Saintly Monarch level, and with the Heaven-Slaying Sword in hand, she could fight a Saint King, but she could never do it so casually.

Zhuge Yue, Lin Wanyin, and Shi Xuanfei were all deeply moved, as such methods were beyond their comprehension.

Chu Feng looked up, his eyes flashing, and gazed at the window on the top floor of the Tower of Ascension.

His divine sense, like an invisible tentacle, cautiously reached out, wanting to peek at the true face of this mysterious powerhouse.

However, as soon as his divine sense approached the window, it seemed to have hit an invisible yet indestructible wall, and was silently blocked by a gentle but irresistible force.

"Interesting." Chu Feng withdrew his divine sense and muttered to himself, "This White Emperor City is truly a place where hidden talents abound. A mere restaurant actually harbors such a terrifying existence."

"Hehehe... Little brother, now you know there are heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people, right?" The enchanting voice of the demoness echoed in his mind.

"Does the senior know the other party's background?" Chu Feng asked in his mind.

"Of course." The enchantress's voice carried a hint of mockery. "You don't really think that this Ascending Tower is just an ordinary restaurant, do you?"

"Isn't that right?" Chu Feng asked, somewhat surprised.

"In ancient times, this Tower of Ascension was the number one tower in the celestial realm. Neither the immortal holy lands, nor the longevity families, nor even those few self-proclaimed supreme emperors dared to act recklessly here."

The demoness paused for a moment, then continued, "All of this is because the Tower of Ascension has three mysterious and powerful lords."

"The third floor master is known as 'Fairy Falling Snow.' In ancient times, she was a top beauty who surpassed all others in beauty, and the white moonlight in the hearts of countless geniuses and holy sons. Unfortunately, she was too cold-hearted and looked down on everyone. The one who made the move just now should be her."

"The second floor master is named Situ Jun. He is a refined cultivator who carries a feather fan. He likes to talk about 'persuading people with reason,' but if you actually believe him, you won't even know you've been sold out by him."

"As for that most mysterious building lord... no one knows his name, and no one has ever seen his true face. But there were ancient rumors that he... was a living emperor!"

Your Majesty!

Chu Feng's mind jolted.

He hadn't expected that the background of this Heavenly Tower would be so powerful.

It seems that tonight's scene won't escalate into a fight.

Having figured this out, Chu Feng completely relaxed. He turned around and walked step by step toward Xing Wuyai, who was already paralyzed with fear on the ground.

As Xing Wuyai watched Chu Feng approach, his body trembled even more violently, his eyes filled with endless fear.

He wanted to run, but his legs felt like they were made of lead and wouldn't obey him at all.

"You...you stay away!" he shouted, his voice trembling with fear.

Chu Feng walked up to him, looking down at him with a blank expression.

"Weren't you being very arrogant just now?"

"You dare come knocking on my door? Do you want me to come out and face my death?"

Looking into Chu Feng's calm eyes, Xing Wuyai felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He was about to beg for mercy and say a few polite words.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, resounding slap silenced all his remaining words.

Xing Wuyai was spun around three times from the slap, half of his face swelled up visibly, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, mixed with a few broken teeth.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish today." Chu Feng's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

He raised his hand, a sharp killing intent swirling around his fingertips, about to strike Xing Wuyai's brow.

at this time,