Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1322 Two Immortal Artifacts

Chapter 1322: Chapter 1322 Two Immortal Artifacts

"Mount Tianxu is indeed impressive, brimming with Spiritual Energy, and the surrounding peaks gather concentrated Spiritual Energy. Setting up the Spirit Gathering Array will certainly enhance its effect."

Feng Wuchen grew increasingly pleased, imagining the perfect form of the Dragon God Palace in his mind.

"It’s just an hour from Tianying Pavilion, and to the north is the Spiritual Realm Commerce Association, to the east is the Moon God Palace, and further on is the Spirit Emperor Temple," Feng Wuchen muttered to himself.

The construction of the Dragon God Palace is on its third day, and the speed of construction is astounding. It can be completed before Ling Xiaoxiao and the others ascend to the Heavenly Realm.

However, building the palace has not been smooth.

On the third day of construction, a group of people flew in.

"Who are you? You have the audacity to construct a palace on Mount Tianxu. Don’t you know that Mount Tianxu is our Shengyang Palace’s territory? Stop immediately!" demanded a young man leading the group, angrily shouting at the construction cultivators.

Upon hearing it was people from Shengyang Palace, the hundreds of cultivators building the palace became terrified, their eyes turning to Feng Wuchen.

"Shengyang Palace’s territory? Brother Tianming didn’t mention that. They seem unaware; otherwise, they wouldn’t have agreed to help with the construction," Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.

"Kid, are you the one building the palace?" the leading man asked Feng Wuchen coldly.

Feng Wuchen replied, "Yes."

"You have quite the nerve to build a palace on our Shengyang Palace’s territory. No wonder there have been noisy sounds from Mount Tianxu these past days," the leading man said coldly. As he spoke, the man had already gathered a powerful force, and without hesitation, he waved his hand, sending frightening power shooting out, intending to destroy the foundation of the palace.

From the man’s powerful aura, one could tell he was at the late stage of the King Realm.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and swiftly dashed out, deflecting the terrifying power with a wave of his hand.

"You brat, tired of living?" the leading man snarled upon seeing this, a flash of chilling murder in his dark eyes.

Feng Wuchen replied coldly, "I didn’t know Mount Tianxu was your Shengyang Sect’s territory, but mere words are not enough; you need to provide evidence. If you have evidence, we can discuss business."

"Senior Brother, stop wasting words with him—kill him!" another man said viciously.

"Go!" the leading man shouted angrily. From Feng Wuchen’s easy deflection of his attack earlier, it was clear Feng Wuchen was no weakling; facing him one-on-one was uncertain.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Thirteen disciples at the King Realm simultaneously shot forth, their momentum fierce, brimming with killing intent.

"You guys step back," Feng Wuchen instructed the hundreds of cultivators building the palace to retreat.

The cultivators constructing the palace did not have high cultivation; they were all in the Heavenly Profound Realm, which is why they were doing this laborious work.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Wuchen stepped into the void, with a sonic boom, his form transformed into a black line, shooting out at astonishing speed.

"Oh no!" Realizing Feng Wuchen’s terrifying speed, the expression of the leading man changed dramatically.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Pff, pff, pff!"

In a few flickers, muffled sounds rang out, and thirteen disciples at the King Realm simultaneously vomited blood, their bodies flying off in different directions.

"Gasp!"

Witnessing this scene, hundreds of Heavenly Profound cultivators gasped in shock; none expected Feng Wuchen’s power to be so formidable.

Thirteen King Realm experts were instantly injured; surely, this was Heavenly Monarch Realm at least!

"He’s a Heavenly Monarch expert!" the leading man exclaimed in horror; he was at the late King Realm and yet was wounded by Feng Wuchen with a punch, even a fool could guess Feng Wuchen’s cultivation exceeded Heavenly Monarch.

Feng Wuchen did not go for the kill, not knowing if Mount Tianxu was really Shengyang Palace’s territory.

If it was indeed Shengyang Palace territory and Feng Wuchen killed them, wouldn’t that be overly arrogant and oppressive, akin to those domineering types?

"Have someone report back and ask—if Mount Tianxu is truly Shengyang Palace’s territory, whether we can discuss business. If it’s not, I hope you won’t come and disrupt," Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"Quick, report to Senior Brother!" the leading man shouted.

With fierce eyes fixed on Feng Wuchen, the leading man angrily shouted, "Brat, you wait!"

Feng Wuchen no longer paid attention.

Mount Tianxu fell quiet; Shengyang Palace disciples stared angrily at Feng Wuchen, while the hundreds of palace-building cultivators dared not speak.

In about ten minutes, Feng Wuchen sensed a powerful aura swiftly approaching Mount Tianxu.

"Mid Heavenly Monarch Realm," Feng Wuchen slowly opened his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, a man appeared, none other than Shengyang Palace’s chief disciple, Pang Chuan.

"Senior Brother, this brat is constructing a palace in our territory and also injured us," the previous leading man pointed to Feng Wuchen and angrily said.

Pang Chuan, clad in black brocade, appraised Feng Wuchen and said, "I am Shengyang Palace’s chief disciple Pang Chuan. To injure Shengyang Palace’s thirteen King Realm disciples, your cultivation should be at the Heavenly Monarch Realm. Mount Tianxu is indeed our Shengyang Palace’s territory; if you do not believe, you can inquire at the Commerce Association."

"Commerce Association?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly; it seemed Mount Tianxu did belong to Shengyang Palace.

Feng Wuchen said blandly, "I didn’t know before, but the foundation of the palace is already laid. Could we discuss business?"

"Apologies, Shengyang Palace also plans to construct a palace on Mount Tianxu; your foundation is invalid," Pang Chuan said calmly, refusing without hesitation.

Pang Chuan continued, "This matter is solved, now let’s address your injury of Shengyang Palace disciples." View the correct content at we.bno vel.cm

"Senior Brother, teach him a lesson!" the young man said angrily, unwilling to swallow the grievance. fre(e).l.c.om

"One Immortal Artifact," Feng Wuchen stated emotionlessly, proposing a condition.

"Immortal Artifact?" Shengyang Sect disciples’ expressions changed dramatically.

"To buy Mount Tianxu with an Immortal Artifact?" The hundreds of cultivators building the palace were utterly shocked.

Offering an Immortal Artifact to buy Mount Tianxu showed how satisfied Feng Wuchen was with it.

"Buzz!"

Pang Chuan said nothing, but the terrifying force surged from his body, responding aggressively, the void vibrating intensely as dreadful energy waves rolled tumultuously.

Feng Wuchen frowned further and asked, "Won’t you reconsider?"

"Boom!"

Pang Chuan still ignored him and then abruptly shot out; with a loud boom, a fierce roar erupted, momentum was monstrous, speed as fast as lightning.

In an instant, Pang Chuan was before Feng Wuchen, his palm gathering tremendous energy, flashing brilliant blue light, fiercely slamming towards Feng Wuchen, palm wind howling, the offensive terribly ferocious.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen immediately responded, meeting it with a palm strike, and with a thunderous explosion, the terrifying force from the collision swept madly, fracturing the void into a spider-web of cracks.

From the fierce clash, Pang Chuan could not shake Feng Wuchen.

"Your strength is not weak," Pang Chuan said coldly, his eyes growing increasingly stern.

"Two Immortal Artifacts!" Feng Wuchen suggested again.