Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1124: Yun Zhongzi’s Crushing Defeat

Chapter 1124: Chapter 1124: Yun Zhongzi’s Crushing Defeat

Feng Wuchen’s injuries were severe, and his body was plummeting after being thrown into the air.

Bearing the brunt of the terrible force unleashed by Yun Zhongzi at close range, the fact that Feng Wuchen was still alive was a stroke of great luck.

"I was too careless..." Feng Wuchen thought weakly to himself.

"Wind Shadow!" The severely wounded Tianming was startled and panicked, desperately rushing forward.

"Regeneration Technique!"

As he was falling, the seriously injured Feng Wuchen forcefully activated his True Yuan, brought his hands together, and shouted loudly in his heart.

At this critical juncture, Feng Wuchen dared not hold anything back.

As the technique was executed, in the next second, Feng Wuchen’s heavily injured body recovered at an alarming rate. His pale face instantly flushed with redness, and his weak form burst with vitality, filled with explosive power.

"His injuries are healing so fast, what kind of technique is this?" Tianming, who had dashed out, was almost popping his eyes out, his face full of shock and stupor.

"How is this possible..." Yun Zhongzi, who had lost his rationality in rage, was also startled by this miraculous and bizarre scene.

"He... his injuries have actually instantly healed!"

"Is he a monster? How can such severe injuries heal so quickly?"

"Could I have seen it wrong..."

The hundreds of guards were dumbfounded, unable to believe the miraculous and bizarre scene before their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen’s injuries had completely healed.

"Swoosh!"

"Buzz buzz!"

A terrifying green energy slashed across, tearing vicious cracks in the illuminated space wherever it passed.

"Boom boom boom!"

Feng Wuchen flashed to the side to avoid it, and the energy slash hit a majestic mountain behind him. The boisterous noise echoed across the wilderness, as the towering peak crumbled and disintegrated.

"Consuming Primordial Spirit power is equivalent to burning life, you’ve used up your Primordial Spirit, which means death," Feng Wuchen said coldly. As he spoke, he activated the power of the Supreme Physique Third Stage and the forbidding Divine Power - the most powerful Primordial Ancient force.

In the past, the Devil Monarch had used the forbidding Divine Power to defeat many top powerhouses of the Human Realm, clearly showing the horrendous nature of this power.

"Buzz buzz!"

The Kylin armor and the Dragon God Fist gloves were consecutively brought out, Feng Wuchen’s aura soaring wildly, brilliant golden light shooting up into the sky, the domineering power bursting forth like a Jiao Long emerging from the sea.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen’s aura had broken through the Mid-stage Heavenly King level, advancing swiftly towards the higher tiers of the King Realm.

"Hiss..."

The hundreds of guards were so shocked they gasped, staring dumbly at Feng Wuchen.

"The fourth kind of power!" Tianming exclaimed with horror in his heart.

"He’s increased his strength so much, what is this ancient aura all about? Where did this brat get all these mysterious powers? And he even has... a Divine Artifact!" Yun Zhongzi was equally astonished.

It’s best not to show off one’s wealth, to avoid attracting unwanted attention.

But to Feng Wuchen, facing a dead man, he wasn’t worried. In his eyes, Yun Zhongzi was already as good as dead.

"Under severe injury, you forcefully stimulated your Primordial Spirit, depleting a lot of your Primordial Spirit power, how much longer can you hold on?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"It’s more than enough to kill you!" Yun Zhongzi roared furiously, bursting out uncontrollably.

The corner of Feng Wuchen’s mouth curved into a dangerous arc, his figure disappearing into thin air, silent and traceless.

"Instantaneous movement?" Yun Zhongzi’s claws condensed a terrifying Qi that enveloped his entire body as a precaution against a sneak attack from Feng Wuchen.

"You little brat, no matter how fast you are, with your strength you can’t break through my Qi! Come out and face your death!" Yun Zhongzi bellowed angrily.

The whereabouts of Feng Wuchen were undetectable, Yun Zhongzi had no idea where he could be.

"World-ending Heavenly Punishment Slash!"

The roar of Feng Wuchen suddenly came from right above Yun Zhongzi’s head.

"Whoosh!"

A formidable golden energy slash plummeted down, its aggression unparalleled.

"Overestimating yourself!" Yun Zhongzi bellowed, directly throwing a punch upward.

"Boom!"

"Buzz, buzz!"

Yun Zhongzi’s punch shook heaven and earth, effortlessly shattering Feng Wuchen’s energy slash, and the terrifying gang qi even transformed into wind blades that swept outwards.

After throwing the punch, blood trickled from the corners of Yun Zhongzi’s mouth.

Clearly, forcibly mobilizing the Primordial Spirit Power while gravely injured, he suffered a backlash from the power.

"Can’t bear it, can you?" A hauntingly mocking voice from Feng Wuchen drifted over.

Facing a severely wounded tiger, even a ferocious hunting dog could wear down its will and strength.

"Annihilation Dragon God Palm!"

"God-slaying Soul Severing Finger!"

"Third Layer Heaven’s Wrath Palm!"

Feng Wuchen’s figure flickered in succession, each time reappearing to execute a powerful martial technique, a series of terrifying forces bombarding Yun Zhongzi one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Yun Zhongzi fought back again and again, shattering every martial technique power that Feng Wuchen sent his way.

Feng Wuchen’s martial techniques did no harm to Yun Zhongzi, but they did drain his Primordial Spirit Power.

As Yun Zhongzi continued to fight back, being severely injured severely taxed his Primordial Spirit, his aura growing weaker and weaker.

"Primeval Dragon God Fist!"

Feng Wuchen vigorously mobilized his True Yuan and roared again, his fists condensing tyrannical power, followed by an onslaught of frenzied bombardment.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Puh!"

An onslaught of reckless punch after punch, tyrannical fist forces all landed on Yun Zhongzi, blasts incessantly ringing out, and Yun Zhongzi finally spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to defend against Feng Wuchen’s fierce bombardment.

"Dammit! To lose to someone at King Realm!" Yun Zhongzi thought resentfully, his anger no longer capable of turning the tide.

"Lord!" Hundreds of guards were utterly terrified.

"Can’t go on, can you?" Feng Wuchen sneered, his figure bursting out.

"Boom!"

"Puh!"

Feng Wuchen moved with alarming speed, arriving in an instant, and with a punch landed on Yun Zhongzi’s chest, a resounding blast occurred, causing Yun Zhongzi’s chest to cave in, spitting out another mouthful of blood, his figure shooting out like a cannonball.

The vicious heavy strike completely crushed Yun Zhongzi.

With his Primordial Spirit Power nearly exhausted, Yun Zhongzi no longer had the strength to fight.

Someone at the early King Realm defeating a late-stage Heavenly Deity Realm powerhouse in his gravely injured state—perhaps only Feng Wuchen could achieve such a feat.

Feng Wuchen reached into the air, the severely injured Yun Zhongzi plummeting to the ground, was pulled over by a powerful force.

"Tell me the news about the Heavenly Dao Life Chart, I can grant you a quick death. Don’t be stubborn in front of me, or you’ll wish for death over the torment. You’ll beg me to kill you," Feng Wuchen said emotionlessly, clutching Yun Zhongzi’s throat.

"Sooner or later, death is certain, you will never find out!" Yun Zhongzi sternly retorted with bitterness.

"Is that so?" Feng Wuchen sneered, his other hand grabbing Yun Zhongzi’s wrist, slowly twisting, as if intending to wrench it off.

At the moment the intense pain hit, Yun Zhongzi’s expression convulsed instantly.

Having his wrist directly snapped might not be as painful, but Feng Wuchen did it slowly, twisting bit by bit, tormenting Yun Zhongzi excruciatingly.

"I’ll tell! I’ll tell! Stop it!" Yun Zhongzi answered in panic, truly facing the ruthless torture, even a top-tier powerhouse in the late-stage Heavenly Deity Realm would know fear.