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

"boom!"

An even more terrifying and domineering pressure, filled with the most powerful and masculine aura, suddenly erupted from Chu Feng's body!

A hundred-foot-tall statue, made entirely of gold, with three heads, six arms, and glaring eyes, instantly materialized behind him.

The sacred, majestic, and domineering aura of Buddhism clashed violently with the suppressive power of the Divine Court's Demon-Suppressing Array.

"Break!"

Chu Feng uttered three cold, hard words.

The image of Acala behind him, with its six arms outstretched, included a giant hand covered in golden scales, its five fingers spread wide like a golden mountain range, which fiercely grabbed at the silver magic circle in the sky.

Simple, brutal, and unreasonable.

"Boom!"

The giant golden hand and the silver magic array collided violently.

The entire world trembled violently.

The seemingly indestructible silver magic array, capable of suppressing even a holy king, was as fragile as glass before the golden giant hand of the Immovable King.

It lasted for less than a breath.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

It was accompanied by a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

The entire magic array shattered with a deafening roar!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The dozen or so Divine Court guards who had formed the great formation were severely injured. They all spat out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies fell from mid-air one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot, crashing to the ground, their fate unknown.

One palm strike, and the formation is broken!

With a single palm strike, three Holy Monarchs and more than a dozen Great Saints were severely injured!

The valley was once again deathly silent.

The Moon Fairy's cool and beautiful face was filled with shock. She looked at the man who was bathed in golden light, who was like a god and a demon, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Is this...is this really the kind of power a young person could possess?

Shen Wuque, who had been sent flying by a single punch, was completely dumbfounded, his eyes filled with despair.

Even the Divine Court's Demon-Suppressing Formation was shattered by a single palm strike from the opponent...

What kind of monster did they provoke today?

Chu Feng put away the image of Fudo Myo-o, and the golden Buddhist light slowly dissipated.

He didn't even glance at the Divine Court guards whose fates were unknown. His gaze calmly fell on Shen Wuque, who was slumped on the ground, his face ashen.

"Now, who can save you?"

Chu Feng's voice was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, causing Shen Wuque's body to shiver uncontrollably.

He watched the indifferent man walk towards him step by step, and for the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

"No...don't kill me!"

Shen Wuque was utterly terrified. He endured the excruciating pain in his chest, frantically moving backward, his voice trembling as he said:

"My...my grandfather is the Grand Elder of the Divine Court! A Void God Realm expert! If you kill me, my grandfather will absolutely not let you go! The entire Divine Court will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

Now that things have come to this, he can only bring out his biggest backer in the hope of intimidating the other party.

However, Chu Feng's steps did not falter in the slightest.

He walked up to Shen Wuque, looked down at him condescendingly, and curled his lips into a mocking smile.

"The Void God Realm? Is that very strong?"

He slowly raised his foot and stepped on Shen Wuque's intact arm, applying slight pressure.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones shattering was particularly jarring in the silent night sky.

"ah--!"

Shen Wuque let out a pig-like scream, his face contorted in agony.

"You...you dare!"

He was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat, but he still roared fiercely despite his inner weakness.

Chu Feng's gaze grew increasingly cold.

"What does my killing of you have to do with your grandfather?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his other foot, ready to stomp down hard on Shen Wuque's head.

He wanted to end this guy's life in the most direct and humiliating way!

However, just as his foot was about to land...

"Buzz—"

A dazzling silver divine light suddenly burst forth from Shen Wuque's body, instantly forming a semi-circular energy shield that enveloped his entire body.

Chu Feng's foot landed on the protective barrier, but it felt as if he had stepped on an extremely hard piece of black iron, and he was actually bounced away.

"Um?"

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Shen Wuque was first stunned, then burst into wild laughter of relief.

He looked at the powerful divine energy flowing on the protective barrier, his face filled with pride and arrogance.

"See that? This is the life-saving talisman my grandfather left inside me! It's formed from his very essence, and even a peak Saint Emperor realm expert couldn't break it!"

He got up from the ground, still looking disheveled, but his arrogance returned.

"Kid, you think you're so tough? You think you're so arrogant? Come on! If you can break through my grandfather's protective barrier today, I, Shen Wuque, will kowtow to you and admit my mistake right here and now!"

"You'll never be able to harm a single hair on my head in this lifetime! And once I leave this little world, I will repay you a hundredfold, a thousandfold, for the humiliation you suffered today! And those women around you, I'll make them wish they were dead!"

Shen Wuque's face was filled with resentment and madness.

He seemed to have forgotten how pathetic he looked when Chu Feng punched him and sent him flying, begging for mercy like a dead dog.

Chu Feng listened quietly to his rant, his expression remaining unchanged.

Only after he finished speaking did Chu Feng slowly open his mouth and ask in a calm voice, "Are you finished?"

Shen Wuque was taken aback.

"After you've said that, you can go die."

Chu Feng's eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

He slowly raised his right hand.

"Buzz—"

A clear, resonant sword cry rang out.

An ancient longsword, cast entirely in gold and adorned with nine golden dragons of imperial power, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

It is the Human Emperor's Sword!

The moment the Emperor's Sword appeared, an overwhelming and domineering imperial pressure, seemingly surpassing all the heavens and myriad paths, instantly swept across the entire mountain valley.

Even the silver protective shield couldn't help but tremble slightly under this pressure, and its light dimmed a bit.

"You...you think you can break through my grandfather's defenses with a broken sword? Wishful thinking!"

Although Shen Wuque spoke toughly, an ominous premonition inexplicably rose in his heart.

Chu Feng ignored his shouts.

He held the Emperor's Sword, and the power of the Holy Monarch, the blood of immortality, and the origin of the abyss within him surged wildly into the sword.

The Emperor's Sword emitted an excited hum, and the nine golden dragons of the Imperial Path seemed to come alive, circling the sword and emitting high-pitched dragon roars.

"Human Emperor Sword Technique, First Form..."

Chu Feng's voice seemed to come from ancient times, filled with majesty and chilling intent.