Chapter 2124 - 2121: Not Interested!

Chapter 2124: Chapter 2121: Not Interested!

"Son of the Witch God!!!"

At once, the gazes of the powerhouses from all the major forces present locked onto the Son of the Witch God. Their expressions tightened, faces heavy and grim.

The atmosphere on scene instantly became incomparably oppressive!!!

"The burial ground you chose is actually quite fitting for you."

"Today, I’ll let all the Souls of the Dead from the Witch Clan watch with their own eyes how you people die."

"All of you go down and beg forgiveness from every Soul of the Dead of the Witch Clan that died by your hands!!!"

The Son of the Witch God shouted, his face full of killing intent.

"Brat, you’re too arrogant!"

"You think just because you’re the Son of the Witch God you’re Wudi under heaven?"

"Even a clan as strong as the Witch Clan was wiped out by us working together back then."

"You think you alone can contend against so many of us powerhouses?"

At this moment a Martial God powerhouse looked at the Son of the Witch God and said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Boom!!!

The Son of the Witch God struck out directly, unleashing a single blow that landed squarely on that Martial God powerhouse.

With a roar exploding out—

That Martial God powerhouse hadn’t even reacted before being erased in one move by the Son of the Witch God.

Seeing this scene, everyone present had a drastic change in expression.

They stared at the Son of the Witch God wiping out a Four-star Martial God powerhouse in one strike, all of them utterly shocked!

"Stop wasting words with him, attack together, kill him!"

At this time, several Sect Leaders barked out directly.

Boom!!!

An incomparably terrifying aura erupted from the Son of the Witch God’s body, and a dreadful Bloodline Power exploded from within him.

Immediately, a blinding light burst out from his body.

In an instant, the Son of the Witch God’s figure swelled explosively, turning into a giant over a hundred zhang tall. Muscles bulged all over him, radiating a terrifying aura.

He let out a furious roar, then slammed a fist down toward the group.

As the Son of the Witch God’s fist blasted out, it was like a massive meteor falling from the heavens; wherever it passed, the void shattered inch by inch!

This group of powerhouses unleashed their respective strongest forces. Endless powers converged and collided head-on with that meteor-like punch from the Son of the Witch God.

Rumble rumble rumble!!!

For a time, endless thunderous explosions rang out.

The entire world seemed to have blown apart; a colossal black hole emerged, devouring everything!

This terrifying clash lasted for a full ten-plus minutes.

Blinding beams of energy shot out of the world one after another, shockingly intense!

Swish swish swish!!!

At this moment, Chu Feng and his group appeared in this world.

"What a powerful attack!"

Lin Shiyu, Ni Huang, and the others watched this scene and exclaimed in shock.

As that dreadful energy was continuously devoured by the black hole, everything gradually settled down.

Pff pff pff!!!

Next, a string of vomiting-blood sounds rang out.

Those Martial Ancestor and Martial God Level powerhouses all spat blood as they were sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

As for the Martial Emperors, Martial Saints, and even Martial Venerates, they were either blasted to the ground, hanging on by a thread, or directly reduced to nothingness on the spot, not even leaving a corpse!

As for the Son of the Witch God, he still stood there, cold and merciless!

With one punch he left the thousands of powerhouses from dozens of forces in the Great Thousand World either dead or crippled!

This battle record was so ferocious it was terrifying; once it spread, it would be enough to shake the entire Low-level Plane!

In this moment, those Martial Arts Practitioners lying on the ground coughing blood,

each and every one of them stared at the Son of the Witch God with eyes full of shock and fear.

None of them had expected the Son of the Witch God’s strength to be this terrifying; it was simply too scary!

Before, they had even thought that they didn’t need this many people to wipe out the Son of the Witch God,

but the gap between their expectations and reality was way too big.

So many of these powerhouses joined forces, yet they still couldn’t withstand even a single punch from the Son of the Witch God!

"You... how can your strength be so terrifying?"

An injured Martial Ancestor powerhouse stared deathly at the Son of the Witch God, disbelief flooding his eyes.

Boom!!!

The Son of the Witch God didn’t speak. He hurled another punch toward the group, intending to utterly annihilate them.

Swish!!!

At this moment, a figure appeared.

This person was an old man with gray hair, clad in a Daoist robe, exuding an immortal-like, transcendent aura, as if he were a true Immortal!

He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and directly blocked this strike from the Son of the Witch God.

Immediately, the Son of the Witch God’s eyes flashed coldly as he stared at this old man.

"Who are you?"

The Son of the Witch God looked at him and asked coldly.

"Third Elder of Wenda Palace!"

The old man spoke.

"Someone from Wenda Palace!"

At this moment, the injured powerhouses of the various forces all had a change in expression, astonishment surfacing in their eyes.

Wenda Palace, this was the most top-tier and most mysterious force in the Great Thousand World, a line stronger even than the Eight Great Ancient Clans.

This force was said to be a Sect that specialized in cultivating the Dao. They mastered all kinds of powerful Dao-arts.

There were even rumors that Wenda Palace had Immortals within.

Precisely because of these myriad rumors, Wenda Palace was extremely mysterious in the eyes of other forces, a power that must not be offended!

And people from Wenda Palace almost never appeared; it was hard to see even one member of Wenda Palace in hundreds or thousands of years.

Who would have thought that today an elder of Wenda Palace would appear here.

"Wenda Palace!"

At this time Chu Feng heard the old man’s words, and his gaze tightened.

Previously, when he obtained the inheritance of the Jiuxuan Stele’s master, the Jiuxuan Martial Ancestor,

the Jiuxuan Martial Ancestor had told him that when he was about to ascend to the Middle-level Plane, it was Wenda Palace who made a move and sabotaged him, causing him not only to fail his ascension but also to die and have his Dao destroyed.

Back when Chu Feng received the Jiuxuan Martial Ancestor’s inheritance, the latter had said that if he ever had the ability, he must go and destroy Wenda Palace!

He had not expected to run into someone from Wenda Palace today!

"What kind of force is Wenda Palace?"

Chu Feng looked at Tian Yan beside him and asked.

And Tian Yan then explained everything he knew about Wenda Palace one by one.

"A dao-cultivating Sect!"

"And there are Immortals?"

Chu Feng’s eyes gleamed.

"You want to save them?"

At this time the Son of the Witch God looked coldly at the Third Elder of Wenda Palace before him.

"I came here for you!"

The Third Elder of Wenda Palace looked at the Son of the Witch God and said.

"For me? What do you mean?"

The Son of the Witch God frowned.

"My Wenda Palace has taken a liking to your potential and talent, and has therefore decided to take you in under Wenda Palace!"

"With your talent and strength, plus the full nurturing of my Wenda Palace, your future prospects will be absolutely limitless!"

The Third Elder looked at the Son of the Witch God and spoke directly.

The powerhouses of the various forces present, upon hearing that Wenda Palace actually wanted to recruit the Son of the Witch God, all wore expressions of envy.

Countless powerhouse prodigies had once wanted to join Wenda Palace, yet all were rejected.

And today, the Third Elder of Wenda Palace had personally come to invite the Son of the Witch God to join them; this was not treatment just anyone could receive!

"Not interested!"

But the Son of the Witch God was extremely straightforward in rejecting the Third Elder of Wenda Palace’s invitation.