Chapter 2661 - 2660: Terror and Despair

"When Venerable Fu Chen told me that you were behind all this, it was truly surprising."

"I didn’t expect you to have a chance to turn the tables, let alone that you’d use the power of the Yuxu Holy Temple against the Sheng Dan Pavilion."

"It seems I underestimated you a bit."

At first, Feng Wuchen thought it was the Yuxu Holy Temple opposing the Supreme title, hence targeting the Sheng Dan Pavilion.

Feng Wuchen really didn’t expect Liu Yan to be behind the four major powers.

"You destroyed everything I had, made me suffer humiliation, scorn, and mockery, becoming the joke of Jiuzhou. Do you know what that feels like? Do you know how much pain I was in? It’s all because of you! You ruined everything for me!"

With eyes like a venomous snake fixed on Feng Wuchen, Liu Yan shouted emotionally, her cries tearing at her heart.

Feng Wuchen’s expression remained unchanged, still indifferent and heartless.

Next to him, Ling Xiaoxiao was unperturbed, coldly saying: "Liu Yan, all this is your own doing, you can’t blame others. It’s your arrogance, your disdain for others, looking down with dog eyes. Ultimately, it is you who destroyed yourself, no one pities you."

"You little wench! You’re seeking death!" Liu Yan was enraged and attempted to strike Ling Xiaoxiao with a deadly blow.

Seeing Liu Yan’s action, Zhang Zhicheng and the top brass of the four major powers were nearly scared to death on the spot.

"Hmph!"

"Pfft!"

The Xuan Ying Protector let out a heavy cold snort, and the terrifying aura caused Liu Yan to spew a mouthful of blood and fall to the ground.

Feng Wuchen held Ling Xiaoxiao’s jade-like hand and brushed past Liu Yan without even glancing at her.

The Xuan Ying Protector respectfully stepped aside.

"Supreme Lord, Supreme Lady."

Seeing Feng Wuchen approaching, Gui Ao Feng, Gao Wuyun, Huangfu Kong, Shui Yun’er, and others respectfully saluted.

Liu Yan glared throughout at Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao, completely not hearing the words ’Supreme Lord’.

Even if she did hear, Liu Yan didn’t pay it any mind.

Liu Yan was already blinded by rage.

But Zhang Zhicheng and the top brass of the four major forces were utterly terrified.

"He... he is the Su... Supreme Lord... the Zixuan Holy Temple is doomed..."

"What? Supreme Lord? It’s over! We’re dead this time! We actually offended the Supreme Lord! Chief Zhang, what should we do?"

"Behind the Sheng Dan Pavilion is actually the Dragon God Clan’s Supreme Lord. Is there any hope for us?"

Learning of Feng Wuchen’s identity, the top brass of the four major forces were scared out of their wits, filled with terror, trembling all over, they couldn’t even imagine what dreadful fate awaited them.

The four major forces broke into Sheng Dan Pavilion’s seven branches, severely injured the Heavenly Dao Holy Temple’s Hall Master and elders, and wounded the Sheng Dan Pavilion high-level, mortal sinning against the Supreme Lord.

Zhang Zhicheng was in blank shock, unable to bear such fear.

Never had he been so afraid.

On the streets around Sheng Dan Pavilion, the people were also filled with shock and fear.

Being part of the Dragon God Realm, they knew better than anyone else the terrifying power behind the words ’Supreme Lord’.

Moreover, throughout the Holy Realm, there was only one Supreme Lord.

Luo Jueshan, Zhang Zhicheng, and the four major forces were utterly finished this time.

Shui Yun’er respectfully said: "Supreme Lord, the seven branches of Sheng Dan Pavilion have been breached by them, seven forces suffered heavy casualties, many strong of the Heavenly Dao Holy Temple were also killed by them, and the shops in various places of the Sheng Dan Pavilion were smashed and destroyed, resulting in huge losses."

Feng Wuchen nodded slightly, not speaking, but the anger in his heart grew stronger.

With just a glance, Feng Wuchen scanned Zhang Zhicheng and the top brass of the four major forces, terrifying them to the point where their hearts nearly leaped out.

His gaze settled on Zhang Zhicheng, Feng Wuchen coldly asked: "Are you from Yuxu Holy Temple?"

"I am!" Zhang Zhicheng answered respectfully.

"Zhang Zhicheng! Are you going to betray the Yuxu Holy Temple?" Liu Yan shouted with a heart-rending fury, looking as if she wanted to eat him alive.

"Are you all blind? Why are you still standing there? Are you waiting for this waste, Zhang Zhicheng, to take action? This trash wants to betray Yuxu Holy Temple! Hurry up and kill them both!" Liu Yan climbed up in anger, furiously scolding the top brass of the four major forces.

No one among the top brass of the four forces dared to move.

Liu Yan still couldn’t grasp the situation, Zhang Zhicheng and the others wished to grind her bones and scatter her ashes!

"Was it you who injured Gui Ao Feng and the others?" Feng Wuchen coldly asked, ignoring Liu Yan entirely.

"Yes!" Zhang Zhicheng didn’t dare hide anything and confessed directly without much explanation.

Feng Wuchen’s expression remained unchanged as he coldly asked: "Do you want me to take action, or will you end it yourself?"

Liu Yan was so angry she almost vomited blood, cursing: "Zhang Zhicheng! You worthless trash! Coward!"

Zhang Zhicheng paid no heed, raised the Divine Sword in his hand, and without hesitation, placed it across his throat, preparing to end his life.

"I will end it myself." Zhang Zhicheng closed his eyes in despair, knowing it was too late for anything.

"If there’s a next life, I, Zhang Zhicheng, will never enter the Yuxu Holy Temple again!" Zhang Zhicheng regretted following the wrong person, regretted his lack of power.

"Shhh!"

As Zhang Zhicheng finished speaking, a sword sealed his fate, a spray of fresh blood erupted, and he collapsed.

Just a word from Feng Wuchen could make a Saintly Honor powerhouse commit suicide on the spot.

Witnessing this scene, Liu Yan was dumbfounded, not expecting Zhang Zhicheng to actually commit suicide like that.

The top brass of the four major forces and everyone present were terrified to their cores.

What kind of terrifying status must someone hold to make a Saintly Honor powerhouse commit suicide with just one word?

"Do any of you have anything else to say?" Feng Wuchen coldly asked.

"Supreme Lord, spare us! It’s all Liu Yan’s fault, it has nothing to do with us, please spare us!" The Zixuan Hall Master was the first to kneel and beg for mercy.

"That’s right! Supreme Lord, Liu Yan used Yuxu Holy Temple to threaten us, we had no choice." The Lieyang Pavilion Master also knelt immediately.

"Supreme Lord, spare us! We were forced into this, the Yuxu Holy Temple’s protector gave direct orders, if we didn’t comply, we’d all die." The Divine Flame Palace Master fearfully knelt to beg for mercy.

The Nine Yin Sect Master fearfully knelt and kowtowed, pleading: "Supreme Lord, we didn’t know Sheng Dan Pavilion was yours. Liu Yan never mentioned it, everything was her doing. Please, Supreme Lord, spare us."

The top brass of the four major forces were filled with deep regret.

Now, aside from desolate terror and terrified despair, there was only terrified despair left.

"The people of Zixuan Holy Temple, Jiuyin Xuanzong, Divine Flame Palace, and Lieyang Pavilion, leave no one alive. The losses of the Sheng Dan Pavilion are to be borne by the four major forces." Feng Wuchen coldly ordered.

"I will give the order immediately!" Xuan Ying said respectfully.

"What?" The top brass of the four major forces were completely hopeless.

It was all too late.

"Liu Yan, you are the mastermind, they all died because of you, and you won’t live either." Feng Wuchen’s cold gaze fell upon Liu Yan.