Chapter 2743 - 2742: So What If I Humiliate You

"Just as expected."

Upon hearing Feng Wuchen’s disdainful chuckle, the faces of Jinwu Mie and others immediately darkened with exuberance, their eyes ferociously locked on the center of the energy ripples.

"It seems I worried too much. Feng Wuchen is incredibly powerful; there’s no need to worry at all." Mu Qingfeng shook his head with a wry smile.

Even with Jinwu Mie’s strength—or combined forces—they couldn’t possibly defeat Feng Wuchen.

A fierce wind swept through, dispersing the destructive energy ripples.

In the dim void, Feng Wuchen’s figure appeared in the eyes of Jinwu Mie and the others.

"What? Unscathed? How... how is this possible? Wasn’t he frozen, with sealed meridians and Qi Sea?" At the sight of Feng Wuchen, Jinwu Mie couldn’t help but exclaim in disbelief, utterly stunned.

"My Ice Attribute clearly sealed his meridians—I thought he had no power to resist—why is he unharmed?" Jinwu Ming was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

"Your Ice Attribute can’t seal his meridians and Qi Sea. Our attacks are entirely ineffective; he merely withstood it with his physical body." Jinwu Qing looked at Feng Wuchen in terror, as if witnessing a demon.

"Withstanding our power with just his physical body?" Jinwu Mie was completely bewildered.

The Immortal Law attacks from dozens of True Immortals couldn’t even harm Feng Wuchen in the slightest.

Such immense power was beyond their imagination.

Mu Qingfeng sighed softly, shaking his head, "Can’t he at least pretend to be slightly hurt? Spare a thought for my feelings; it’s rather discouraging."

Noticing the deeply shocked Jinwu Mie and others, Feng Wuchen coldly laughed: "Your power is indeed not weak, but to harm me, you’re far from capable. Do you think such power could handle Jinwu Kui? Jinwu Kui doesn’t dare to act, yet you wish to harm me?"

The dozen True Immortals of the Golden Crow Clan all looked as if they had seen a ghost.

A joint attack capable of defeating Feng Wuchen was purely a daydream.

"Next, it’s my turn to attack—prepare yourselves." Feng Wuchen smiled slightly, his eyes flickering with a ruthless gleam.

Jinwu Mie and others shivered all over, growing incredibly tense and frightened.

"Shoo!"

"Puff!"

The moment the words landed, Feng Wuchen vanished. In a flash, accompanied by a loud bang, Jinwu Ming spewed blood and was sent flying, his fate uncertain.

Jinwu Ming had no idea what had happened.

Feng Wuchen’s speed was terrifying, leaving everyone unable to react.

Seeing Jinwu Ming spew blood and fly away, Jinwu Mie and others finally reacted, faces filled with terror.

"Shoo shoo shoo!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff puff!"

In another instant, the dozen True Immortals were blasted away like cannonballs, each vomiting blood, their fates unknown.

In an instant, the originally terrifying dozen auras suddenly vanished.

In just the blink of an eye, a dozen True Immortals were severely injured, and Feng Wuchen was already in front of Jinwu Mie.

The terrifying degree of his speed was beyond imagination.

Jinwu Mie was scared senseless, becoming like a vegetable—immobile, his eyes staring at Feng Wuchen with utmost fear.

"Jinwu Mie, you’re the last one left. Do you think you can defeat me?" Feng Wuchen coldly eyed the terrified Jinwu Mie.

"..." Jinwu Mie’s mind went blank, his soul had long fled to the solar system.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the palace and grinned: "Jinwu Kui really keeps his composure, doesn’t he? For the sake of breaking through to the Nine-Star True Immortal, he doesn’t care about his son’s life?"

"Smack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuchen slapped Jinwu Mie’s cheek, so forcefully that Jinwu Mie’s face instantly swelled.

This slap left Jinwu Mie utterly dazed.

As the young master of the Golden Crow Clan, when had he ever been slapped? When had he suffered such humiliation?

Raging anger erupted, Jinwu Mie gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, he was on the verge of losing control.

"Feng Wuchen! How dare you humiliate me!" Jinwu Mie roared with rage, almost losing his mind.

"Smack!"

"Puff!"

But at that moment, Feng Wuchen slapped him again, with a crisp sound that sent Jinwu Mie spewing blood, several front teeth flying out, his face severely deformed.

"Humiliate? Are you worthy? What if I humiliate you? Do you believe I dare kill you?" Feng Wuchen coldly stated, his icy eyes looking as though he were gazing at a corpse.

With the second slap, Jinwu Mie was utterly furious, completely losing his rationality.

"Ah!" Jinwu Mie roared furiously, uncontrollable power and killing intent burst forth.

"Smack!"

"Puff!"

As Jinwu Mie roared out, Feng Wuchen slapped him again, this time with even more force, sending Jinwu Mie flying, spewing blood, his face entirely deformed.

Of course, such injuries are nothing to Jinwu Mie.

"Don’t you know it’s noisy?" Feng Wuchen coldly stated, his words ice-cold, chilling to the bone, leaving one frozen as if plunged into an icy cave.

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

Feng Wuchen flickered and was there in a blink, followed by a punch to Jinwu Mie’s abdomen, the terrifying force made Jinwu Mie spew blood, feeling like he would cough up his internal organs, his body bent like a shrimp.

Feng Wuchen’s terrifying speed left Jinwu Mie with no reaction.

Just one punch caused the Eight-Star True Immortal Jinwu Mie to suffer severe injuries.

"With my strength, I can’t endure even one punch from him, and it inflicted so much damage on me; how does Feng Wuchen possess such terrifying power?" Jinwu Mie was extremely terrified, after personal experience, he realized the horror of Feng Wuchen’s power.

Jinwu Mie clutched his abdomen, enduring intense pain, his body trembling, struggling to catch his breath, nearly suffocating.

"What’s wrong? Can’t withstand even one punch? Didn’t you say ’come claim your life’ before? Is this the extent of your power?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"..." Jinwu Mie couldn’t even utter a word.

"It seems your father doesn’t care about your life; unwilling to emerge to save you for the sake of breaking through to the Nine-Star True Immortal!" Feng Wuchen coolly stated, his palm gathering frightening power.

Jinwu Mie’s terrified eyes turned hopeless, if Jinwu Kui didn’t emerge soon, he’d really be killed by Feng Wuchen.

"The Golden Crow Clan has harmed countless cultivators in the Western Region, killing you is to avenge them." Feng Wuchen stated coldly, chilling killing intent spreading.

"Stop!"

Just as Feng Wuchen was about to strike, an aged angry roar suddenly echoed from below the palace.

"Elder!" Jinwu Mie was overjoyed instantly.

Three majestic auras surged forth, reaching the heavens.

"Shoo shoo shoo!"

Three silhouettes soared from the palace; they were the three great elders of the Golden Crow Clan, their terrifying aura locking onto Feng Wuchen.

"Eight-Star True Immortals." Feng Wuchen smiled coldly, casually surveying the three elders.

Great Elder Jinwu Hun coldly said, "Feng Wuchen, don’t be too arrogant."