Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1066: The Final Confrontation

Chapter 1066: Chapter 1066: The Final Confrontation

"Three times the strength?"

The Devil Monarch slightly furrowed his brows, uncertain if Feng Wuchen was telling the truth or bluffing.

If it were true, three times the strength would be enough for the Devil Monarch to fear.

Feng Wuchen’s current strength was already enough to contend with the Devil Monarch, utterly terrifying. If he could unleash three times that strength, the Devil Monarch would definitely be unable to withstand it.

Seeing Feng Wuchen fully exerting the Heavenly Dao Divine Power, it didn’t seem like he was merely bluffing, which made the Devil Monarch’s expression grow even more solemn.

"Lord Devil Monarch, Feng Wuchen’s Qiankun Tower has three times the attack power!" Blood Demon yelled in panic.

"Three times the attack power?" The Devil Monarch’s eyebrows knitted tightly, his expression grave as he looked at Feng Wuchen.

The strong ones from the Demon Clan were worried, while the people from the Dragon God Alliance were full of anticipation, their expressions filled with excitement.

"Ninth Level Qiankun Tower!" Feng Wuchen bellowed loudly, a golden light burst forth from his body, soaring into the sky with an overwhelming and terrifying momentum.

The Ninth Level Qiankun Tower transformed into a colossally huge tower, the giant golden tower was terrifying and filled with an intimidating power.

At the sight of the tower, the Devil Monarch’s pupils shrank sharply, exclaiming in horror: "Ling Xuzi’s Divine Artifact!"

"Oh my God, can the Qiankun Tower become this huge?" Liu Qingyang trembled all over, his eyeballs nearly popping out.

"This is the first time I’ve seen such a huge Qiankun Tower, its power is extremely strong. With three times the strength plus the suppression force, it won’t be a problem to deal with the Devil Monarch." Yi Tianqing said excitedly.

"Big Brother Feng will definitely win!" Miao Qingqing was filled with confidence in Feng Wuchen.

The massive Ninth Level Qiankun Tower, a giant golden array spanning tens of thousands of meters enveloped and forcefully suppressed the Devil Monarch, restraining his cultivation.

"What a domineering suppression force! It can actually suppress my cultivation!" The Devil Monarch was extremely shocked, seeing the terrifying power of the Qiankun Tower for the first time.

"Humming sounds!"

Heavenly Dao Divine Power was poured into the Ninth Level Qiankun Tower, and due to the Divine Power, the suppression force of the Qiankun Tower was extremely domineering. Feng Wuchen swiftly channeled all the Heavenly Dao Divine Power into the Divine Sword, the Sword Intent was overwhelming. The devastating sword radiance’s energy swept wildly, captivating, and breathtaking.

"Soul Extinction Sword Technique! Soul Reaping Slash of the Firmament!"

Using the power of the Qiankun Tower, Feng Wuchen bellowed loudly, the terrifying sword radiance’s power soared crazily, extremely destructive.

Holding the Dragon God Sword, Feng Wuchen at this moment seemed to transform into an invincible War God, his mighty presence surging fiercely.

"The strength is increasing so fast!"

"Three times the strength! Indeed, it’s three times the strength!"

"The Qiankun Tower is truly terrifying!"

Everyone was both frightened and ecstatic.

"Whoosh!"

"Humming!"

Feng Wuchen, with both hands gripping the Dragon God Sword, unleashed a cold and merciless sweep, a loud whoosh sound of intense sonic boom, a golden sword radiance of a hundred thousand meters tore through the space, rushing toward the Devil Monarch with the force to uproot and destroy everything.

The Devil Monarch’s expression was extremely ugly, facing such a terrifying sword radiance, which he had never seen before.

Feng Wuchen was not bluffing, the power of this sword radiance indeed possessed three times the attack power.

"Blood Cave!"

The Devil Monarch roared, clapping his hands together, as evil power surged out wildly.

"Hissing!"

High above, a hundred thousand meters huge crack suddenly tore open, followed by a horrifying scene.

From the deep black crack, the Devil Monarch actually transferred a colossal Blood Cave over.

The hundred thousand meters huge Blood Cave, like a sea of blood, permeated with an extremely terrifying aura, the dense smell of blood and resentment captivated everyone’s souls, scaring them out of their wits.

The colossal Blood Cave, in the dim emptiness, was quite terrifying.

"Blood Cave of the Demon Clan!" Long Tianzhan exclaimed in shock.

"The power of the Blood Cave is so terrifying." Wild Panther furrowed his brow, his eyes flashing with fear.

"Is this the Demon Clan’s Blood Cave?" Liu Qingyang and the others were terrified.

"Feng Wuchen! You have Ling Xuzi’s Divine Artifact, and I possess the Blood Cave of the Demon Clan for ten thousand years." Devil Monarch shouted, his figure flashing into the Blood Cave.

Devil Monarch frantically activated the terrifying energy of the Blood Cave, controlling all the blood in the vast sea of blood.

"Slayer of a Thousand Demons!"

With a fierce roar, Devil Monarch controlled the power of the entire Blood Cave, condensing a monstrosity of a blood beast from the hundred-thousand-feet vast sea of blood, extremely ferocious.

"Go!" Devil Monarch waved his hand, and the blood beast burst forth violently.

The power of the blood beast was extremely terrifying, condensing the entire energy of the Blood Cave, its presence enough to match Feng Wuchen’s sword glow.

Facing three times the attack power of Feng Wuchen, Devil Monarch gambled everything on the Blood Cave.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

"Puff!"

The terrifying sword glow collided fiercely with the blood beast, exploding on impact, creating an extremely terrifying explosion that swept across all directions with a force that could obliterate anything in its path. In the instant of the explosion, both Feng Wuchen and Devil Monarch were shaken, spitting blood, instantly engulfed by it.

"Run! Run!" Watching the destructive energy spreading wildly, everyone panicked and retreated explosively.

Blood rain started falling from the sky, eroding the earth, filling the air with intense resentment, as if the Mainland had turned into hell.

Tens of thousands of feet of void were covered by the ripples of destructive energy.

Within the terrifying energy ripples, Feng Wuchen and Devil Monarch’s conditions were unknown, but they were definitely severely injured.

Minutes later, as the energy ripples dissipated, Feng Wuchen, with a divine demonic dragon soul illusion, and Devil Monarch, with a demonic barrier, slowly appeared above the void.

Both the divine demonic dragon soul illusion and the demonic barrier were shattered, completely unable to withstand such terrifying collision energy.

Feng Wuchen and Devil Monarch were severely injured, their faces pale, chests heaving violently.

"Lord Devil Monarch!" Blood Demon and the other members of the Demon Clan were in a panic.

"Devil Monarch is severely injured, his aura has weakened a lot, our chance has come!" Flame Dragon shouted confidently.

As long as Devil Monarch falls, the rest of the Demon Clan poses no threat.

"The Blood Cave must be your final assassin’s ace, this is also your limit." Feng Wuchen sneered fiercely, his gaze dead fixed on Devil Monarch.

"Boom!"

Enduring his injuries, Feng Wuchen, holding the Dragon God Sword, burst forth, not planning to give Devil Monarch any chance to catch his breath.

"Your power is also mostly depleted, I possess an immortal body, the last to die will be you!" Devil Monarch retorted fiercely, lunging forward too.

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen sneered playfully, with a thought, he performed Instantaneous Movement, his figure mysteriously vanishing.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Continuously using Instantaneous Movement, Feng Wuchen flickered endlessly around Devil Monarch, making it hard for Devil Monarch to discern Feng Wuchen’s position.

"Primordial Annulus Gear!"

While swiftly moving instantaneously, Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted, summoning the annulus gear, unreservedly unleashing the power of time from it.

"What?" Devil Monarch’s expression changed drastically, shocked, "How could you possibly have the power of time!"

Even as Devil Monarch tried to avoid it, he was still trapped by the power of time.

"Swoosh!"

The moment Devil Monarch was trapped, Feng Wuchen, holding the Dragon God Sword, lightning-fast, swept past Devil Monarch, with the sword light flashing across Devil Monarch’s neck.