Chapter 2444 - 2442: The Destruction of the Profound Shadow Holy Temple

The God Shadow Guards are the representatives of the Dragon God Holy Temple!

They are absolutely an existence that makes the Holy Realm tremble!

No major power in the Holy Realm is ignorant of them!

Therefore, the moment Wan Yan Zhu and the others saw the God Shadow Guards, they realized things were serious.

At that moment, their hearts raced wildly, their bodies turned cold, as if they had plunged into an icy cave.

But when their gaze shifted again, they suffered a heart attack.

Feng Wuchen!

That’s right! It’s Feng Wuchen!

"How dare they be so courteous to the Wanyun Holy Temple!" Wan Yan Zhu’s latter half of the sentence was blurted out in fear, his enraged old face replaced by terror.

"Feng... Su... Supreme..." The Great Elder of the Wanyun Holy Temple was so frightened his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, nearly losing his balance and falling.

The moment they saw Feng Wuchen, Wan Yan Zhu and the others were as if they had seen a ghost, scared out of their wits, trembling all over, terrified to the extreme.

The scene of Feng Wuchen instantaneously killing a Saint Emperor and a Saintly Honor in the Seven Divine Realms appeared in their minds, impossible to dispel.

The more Wan Yan Zhu thought about it, the more frightened he became, his back drenched in cold sweat, his old face pale as a corpse.

Zhang Muyuan actually sent them to deal with Feng Wuchen!

That was simply courting death!

"Zhang Muyuan, you bastard! You’re trying to get me killed, get the Wanyun Holy Temple destroyed!" Wan Yan Zhu cursed Zhang Muyuan fifty thousand times, wishing he could tear Zhang Muyuan apart with his own hands.

Of all people to provoke, they had to provoke Feng Wuchen!

"Being so courteous to the Wanyun Holy Temple?"

As soon as Wan Yan Zhu said the latter half of the sentence, Zhang Muyuan and his group were dumbfounded.

What’s the situation?

What did Wan Yan Zhu mean by that?

"It’s over..." When Zhang Muyuan noticed the expressions on the old faces of Wan Yan Zhu and the others, an intense despair welled up in his heart, spreading throughout his body.

Zhang Muyuan saw intense fear appearing on the old faces of Wan Yan Zhu and the dozen strong individuals!

That’s right! It was a look of fear!

Zhang Muyuan certainly couldn’t be mistaken!

For Wan Yan Zhu and the others to be so terrified, what kind of person was Feng Wuchen?

Zhang Muyuan couldn’t imagine, but he knew that the Profound Shadow Holy Temple had provoked a Tyrannosaurus!

"Hall Master, what should we do? Offending Supreme Feng, we’re surely doomed." An elder asked in a fearful voice transmission.

"That damned Zhang Muyuan, sending us to deal with Supreme Feng, is simply sending us to our deaths!" Another elder cursed in a voice transmission.

"Supreme Feng has such terrifying power, no one in the entire Holy Realm is his match. We’re doomed!" Yet another elder said in a fearful transmission.

Wan Yan Zhu was panicked to the extreme, his mind blank, not knowing what to say at all.

"Supreme Feng!"

Noticing Feng Wuchen’s gaze, Wan Yan Zhu and the three great elders immediately clasped their fists respectfully, their faces filled with terror and panic.

Bang!

Seeing top experts like Wan Yan Zhu respectfully greeting Feng Wuchen, Zhang Muyuan’s eyes popped, his mind exploded in an instant.

Zhang Muyuan never imagined that Feng Wuchen had such terrifying origins!

"What? Su... Supreme?" Zhang Muyuan’s eyes popped once more, his soul frightened away, as his body uncontrollably retreated.

Everyone in the Profound Shadow Holy Temple was petrified, as if they had arranged it, their faces showing looks of fear and despair.

What terrifying identity did Feng Wuchen have?

Even Wan Yan Zhu and the others had to respectfully call him Supreme Feng.

"It’s over, the Profound Shadow Holy Temple is finished..."

"Who... who exactly is he? To make strong people like the Saintly Honor be so respectful!"

"Supreme? Could it be... could he be... the Dragon God Supreme!"

At this moment, Zhang Muyuan seemed to have thought of something, feeling as if he had fallen into an endless dark world, the source of the fear.

In the entire Holy Realm, there is only one known as the Supreme, and that is the Dragon God Supreme of the Dragon God Holy Temple!

Feng Wuchen gave Wan Yan Zhu a cold glance and asked, "Zhang Muyuan said I insulted the Wanyun Holy Temple, is this true?"

"No, no, no, it’s definitely Zhang Muyuan’s slander!" Wan Yan Zhu shook his head in fright, like a rattle-drum.

"..." Zhang Muyuan sat on the ground, his old face aging decades in an instant.

Zhang Muyuan regretted so much that his intestines turned green.

"Since it’s not true, why were you crying and howling just now? Even wanting to kill me?" Feng Wuchen asked again, his words becoming colder.

Wan Yan Zhu was so scared his old face turned green, having been terribly harmed by Zhang Muyuan, he wished he could turn Zhang Muyuan into mince immediately!

"Absolutely no such thing! Absolutely not!" Wan Yan Zhu shook his head in terror: "We didn’t know Supreme Feng was here, otherwise even if given ten thousand guts, I wouldn’t dare to offend Supreme Feng."

"I heard from Zhang Muyuan that you were supporting the Profound Shadow Holy Temple?" Feng Wuchen asked.

"No, no, no, Supreme Feng misunderstood. The Wanyun Holy Temple has nothing to do with the Profound Shadow Holy Temple, not at all, absolutely true, heaven and earth as witnesses." Wan Yan Zhu repeatedly shook his head, he now had to disassociate from Zhang Muyuan.

Wan Yan Zhu and the others knew all too well how terrifying Feng Wuchen was, they absolutely couldn’t offend him.

Otherwise the Wanyun Holy Temple would surely be destroyed.

"Zhang Muyuan, who else? Feel free to call them, half a stick of incense’s time hasn’t passed yet." Feng Wuchen looked at the despairing Zhang Muyuan and asked.

The Profound Shadow Holy Temple, after all, was just a mid-lower level power. If not for proactively submitting, it had no major power backing it up.

What kind of strong individuals could Zhang Muyuan at the mere Saint Emperor Realm know?

Even if known, could they be stronger than Wan Yan Zhu?

"Supreme Lord, spare my life, I know I’ve wronged..." Zhang Muyuan scrambled up in terror, pleading for mercy with a tearful face.

"Spare our lives, Supreme Lord!" The elders and higher-ups all knelt and kowtowed, begging for mercy.

The Wanyun Holy Temple had to bow down, and the Profound Shadow Holy Temple had no power to resist.

"No second chance! Kill without mercy!" Feng Wuchen coldly ordered. Giving a chance not appreciated, Feng Wuchen would never give a second chance.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

"Puff puff puff!"

The ten God Shadow Guards immediately took action, launching a cold-blooded massacre, wherever they went, the disciples of the Profound Shadow Holy Temple were slaughtered.

"Gulp..."

Fu Chen and the others gulped fearfully, their faces extremely pale.

"In the next life, never provoke the Supreme Lord!" A God Shadow Guard coldly whispered in Zhang Muyuan’s ear.

With those words, Zhang Muyuan’s head fell.

In less than a minute, the Profound Shadow Holy Temple was awash in blood, with no one spared.

Indeed, the God Shadow Guards acted with extreme ruthlessness.

Fu Chen and the others were dumbfounded with fear.

This is what Feng Wuchen meant by venting anger?

Venting anger meant annihilating the whole clan?

"Level the palace to the ground!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

The majestic grand palace was destroyed in an instant, countless rubble flew out.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand and the God Shadow Guards vanished into thin air.

Seeing Wan Yan Zhu and others still not leaving, Feng Wuchen asked, "Why are you still staying here?"

"Supreme Feng! We’re leaving immediately! Leaving immediately!" Wan Yan Zhu and the others exclaimed in shock, respectfully leaving as if fleeing for their lives.