Chapter 2671 - 2670: Are You Afraid of Death?

One punch inflicted severe damage on the Nine-Star Saint Emperor, leaving the fate unknown.

Dantong’s power is absolutely invincible below the Saintly Honor.

"Oh, this force isn’t weak at all, even stronger than I imagined, it’s really gratifying to hit." Dantong smirked mischievously, looking as cheeky as possible.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff puff!"

With that, a thought triggered an instant move, and in a flash, five Saint Emperor powerhouses almost simultaneously spat blood, all blasted away by Dantong, one punch each, fate unknown.

"So powerful! Defeated six powerhouses in the blink of an eye!" Mie Yuan’s face stiffened on the spot.

Tian Sha’s face was full of horror: "Six Saint Emperors didn’t even have the power to fight back..."

"Unimaginable power..." Jueqing and the eighteen Heavenly Emperors and everyone were dumbfounded on the spot.

Although they knew Dantong’s strength was strong, they never knew it could be to such an extent.

Although they didn’t know how terrible the Saint Emperor powerhouses in the Holy Realm were, they could at least guess the disparity.

The Saint Emperors of the Holy Realm are equivalent to the Saint Emperor Realm in the Divine Realm.

"Dantong, I really underestimated your power," said Water Traceless coldly, but he was puzzled inside, why do the powerhouses of the Dragon God Holy Temple all possess such terrifying techniques?

Water Traceless was utterly baffled.

"Emperor Tongue young master, your arrogance comes to an end here," a Two-Star Saint Venerable powerhouse ridiculed, a chilling and almost tangible murderous aura emanating, freezing one’s body and mind.

Dantong relaxedly shrugged, smirking, "That’s not necessarily so."

"Is the power at the peak of the Nine-Star Saint Emperor giving you this much confidence?" The Two-Star Saint Venerable man sneered, a terrifying force like a flood pouring out from him, with a sweeping momentum.

"Then try it," Dantong crossed his arms in front of his chest, sneering, "If I move, let it be my loss."

Dantong actually doesn’t regard the Two-Star Saint Venerable powerhouse at all.

Arrogant! Super arrogant!

"Is Senior Dantong being over-arrogant? This person’s aura is much more terrifying than those six powerhouses, can Senior Dantong handle it?" Qing Liu asked blankly.

The Tian Kui assassin said seriously, "Senior Dantong seems calm and confident, perhaps he can really deal with this person."

The three giants of the Divine Tower and Tian Sha were again stunned.

"Where does Emperor Tongue’s confidence come from? No matter how strong his power is, it can’t possibly surpass the Saintly Honor Realm, is he bluffing? But his gaze doesn’t appear deceitful," Water Traceless secretly wondered.

"Hmph! Ignorant of danger!" The Two-Star Saint Venerable’s eyes squinted, then his foot stepped into the void, his figure transformed into a blue lightning bolt, shooting out with momentum skyrocketing, increasingly terrifying.

The speed of the Two-Star Saint Venerable was terrifying, yet Dantong still crossed his arms, unchanged in expression.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the Two-Star Saint Venerable flashed over, his palm gathering a terrifying, absolutely destructive force.

"Emperor Tongue! Go to hell!" the Two-Star Saint Venerable shouted angrily, mercilessly striking towards Dantong’s head.

Dantong remained unmoved.

To what extent was this confidence?

Does Dantong really not fear death?

Mie Di and others held their breath, eyes wide fixed on Dantong, hearts tight with worry, but powerless to intervene.

Yet, just as the Two-Star Saint Venerable man thought he had succeeded, a miracle happened.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

In the moment when his palm was half a meter from Dantong, a black shadow suddenly flashed out, punching with a resounding explosion, its fierce force forcibly blasting the Two-Star Saint Venerable into a cloud of blood mist.

The Two-Star Saint Venerable was utterly annihilated.

The space fell into a dead silence.

Everyone present, even Water Traceless, was dumbfounded, faces filled with shock and fear.

This unexpected moment, no one anticipated.

Too sudden.

"Al... Alliance Hierarch!"

"Honored Elder Delegate!"

"Feng Wuchen!"

Momentarily, Tian Sha and Mie Di snapped awake, breaking the silence instantly.

The person who came was Feng Wuchen.

Huo Lingtian had not shown himself.

"Feng Wuchen..." Both Water Traceless and another Saint Venerable trembled with fear, instinctively retreating.

Feng Wuchen’s presence, like a demon, was deeply etched in their souls.

Water Traceless couldn’t believe Feng Wuchen had already recovered completely.

"How’s that? Unexpected, isn’t it?" Dantong smirked sarcastically, maliciously glancing at Water Traceless.

The reason Dantong was so confident was he knew Feng Wuchen had arrived, and was already there.

"Mie Di Tower Master, Tian Sha, Jiuyou Leader, Chasing Moon, Bright Moon, Tian Kui, are you all right?" Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, asking.

Mie Yuan happily laughed, "No problem, we are all fine."

"Honored Elder Delegate, your cultivation has become so powerful?" asked Mie Di excitedly.

"Such a terrifying powerhouse, the master managed to take him out with a single punch." Nie Hanfeng remarked both terrified and excited.

Zhufeng passionately laughed, "He indeed deserves to be the Alliance Hierarch; having ascended to the Holy Realm not long ago, his cultivation has become so powerful."

Recalling when Feng Wuchen first arrived at Tianying Pavilion, he was pathetically weak.

But now, he’s left everyone at Tianying Pavilion far behind.

"Has he become this strong?" Bright Moon’s charming face stared blankly at Feng Wuchen, her heart shocked and somewhat complex.

Feng Wuchen smiled happily, "Good that you’re fine, I’ve finally waited for your ascension."

"Brother Feng, let’s handle the real business first, there are two bastards left to deal with." Dantong smirked maliciously at the terrified Water Traceless and two Saint Venerables.

Looking at Water Traceless, Feng Wuchen asked indifferently, "Water Traceless, did you deliver my message to Nangong Xuan last time?"

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Before finishing his sentence, suddenly a blast rang out, and the Three-Star Saint Venerable beside Water Traceless instantly became a blood mist, shaking the void.

Feng Wuchen’s speed was terrifying.

No one could react.

The Three-Star Saint Venerable powerhouse didn’t even know how he died.

In front of Feng Wuchen, Saint Venerable powerhouses were like ants.

"..." Water Traceless’s face turned pale, his back drenched in sweat.

"The Ancient Profound Sect sent you?" Feng Wuchen asked indifferently, his icy gaze scattering Water Traceless’s soul.

Before Feng Wuchen, Water Traceless didn’t even dare to think of resistance.

Water Traceless didn’t dare speak, frightened and speechless.

Feng Wuchen reached out and caught Water Traceless from afar, scaring him to his core, freezing his body and soul.

The sense of impending death had never been so intense, so clear.

Feng Wuchen directly seized Water Traceless by the throat, coldly asking, "Gu Xuan, are you not planning to save the person you sent? Not daring to appear? Are you afraid of dying?"

"Gu Xuan Young Master! Save me quickly!" Water Traceless was extremely terrified, finally unable to endure any longer.