The Seven Stars Divine General instantly transformed into a Divine Monarch.

The stark contrast is truly unbelievable.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

High above, the fierce battle continues, and despite Sen Luo's best efforts, he cannot suppress Feng Wuchen.

Everyone in Shuiyun Palace was dumbstruck, utterly astonished, thoroughly petrified.

"How can this be? He...he cannot be at the Divine Monarch level, unless he's also hiding his cultivation?" Yang Wei looked at Feng Wuchen in the sky with extreme horror.

Feng Wuchen is so young and is even an alchemist, simply a super genius.

What kind of great power could cultivate such a genius?

The more Yang Wei thought about it, the more scared he became, realizing he had severely offended Feng Wuchen.

"So young and already at the Divine Monarch level, boy, who exactly are you?" Sen Luo asked coldly.

"Someone about to die has no right to know." Feng Wuchen replied coldly.

"Hmph! Arrogant!" Sen Luo snorted coldly, dodged Feng Wuchen's attack, and immediately flashed away.

Sen Luo clenched his hands together and then pulled apart, summoning a white long spear, a Lower Grade Immortal Artifact with strong combat power, its fierce momentum sweeping like a storm, intimidating all.

The Immortal Artifact's appearance boosted Sen Luo's combat power.

The protector of the Wushuang Divine Palace has formidable fighting strength!

"Not good! It's an Immortal Artifact!" Xu Feng was startled, trembling all over, cold sweat dripping down his back.

"The combat power has increased so much! Can Master Feng withstand it?" Gong Jingyan worried greatly, his palm sweaty.

In such a remote place, the existence of an Immortal Artifact is like a legend.

"Boy! Prepare to die!" Sen Luo shouted angrily, shooting out with the spear, the attack fierce and overwhelming.

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen grinned, then reached out and grabbed in the air, the Supreme Dragon God Sword flashed out, its overwhelming aura rolling like tide waves.

With the Dragon God Sword out, Feng Wuchen's momentum surged crazily.

"What? A...Divine Artifact! A...Ninth Order Divine Artifact!" Seeing the Dragon God Sword in Feng Wuchen's hand, Sen Luo's eyes bulged, his expression frozen on the spot.

"A Divine Artifact! It's a Divine Artifact!"

"Master Feng actually possesses a Divine Artifact! How is that possible!"

"Am... am I seeing things? A Divine Artifact!"

Yang Tianya and Gong Jingyan and others shouted in shock again, the tidal wave of astonishment stirred a huge wave in their hearts.

"Gulp..."

Yang Wei was already so scared he couldn't speak, regretting so much that he wished he could turn back time.

At the Divine Monarch level, an alchemist, and now possessing a terrifying Ninth Order Divine Artifact, could he be an ordinary person?

His background must be even more terrifying than the Wushuang Divine Palace.

"No, a Divine Artifact shouldn't just raise his combat power a bit, less than a high-grade Immortal Artifact would, moreover, it's a Ninth Order Divine Artifact; it must be a damaged Ninth Order Divine Artifact!" Sen Luo frowned secretly, somewhat relieved.

"Divine Domain!"

Feng Wuchen shouted, and a more terrifying force erupted instantly, his aura surging madly again, his might overwhelming.

"Can his power still grow!" Sen Luo's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart pounding, nearly jumping out, feeling a strong sense of danger, a retreat already forming in his heart.

"Who exactly is Master Feng? His combat power increased again!" Xu Feng and others were totally bewildered, like puppets, staring at Feng Wuchen in shock and fear.

Seeing Sen Luo already stunned, Feng Wuchen grinned, suddenly stepping on the void, bursting out with a strong humming sound, like a golden lightning bolt.

Feng Wuchen's speed was faster than before.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Wuchen arrived in an instant, the Dragon God Sword slashing down from above with the momentum of splitting Hua Mountain, fierce and difficult to withstand, actions seamless and fluid.

Sen Luo dared not underestimate, immediately raising the spear to block.

"Ding!"

"Buzz Buzz!"

Dragon God Sword slashed onto the spear, a crisp ding sounded, sparks flew, the overpowering force sending Sen Luo flying.

"Hiss..."

Witnessing this overwhelming strike, everyone in Shuiyun Palace gasped in shock.

"Such a domineering power! Is this boy a monster? His strength may already rival a Two-Star Divine Monarch!" Sen Luo was terrified, his hands numb from the shock, nearly unable to grip the spear.

"Whoosh!"

While reeling in shock, Feng Wuchen already shot forward again with the Dragon God Sword, fiercer than before, showing no mercy.

"Immortal Decision! Power Breaks Nine Heavens!"

Sen Luo suddenly shouted, wielding the spear with swift vengeance, stabbing out with world-piercing might.

"Peerless Immortal-Slaying Sword Decision! God-Slayer!"

Feng Wuchen shouted coldly, injecting tyrannical Divine Element force into the Dragon God Sword, the blade flashing gold, its domineering sword energy suffocating.

"How can this be! This aura...this force...it's Divine Art!" Sen Luo was terrified, overwhelmed by the domineering force, gasping as if crushed by a mountain.

"Ding!"

"Poof!"

The Dragon God Sword struck the spear tip with a ding, the overpowering sword energy erupting immediately, causing Sen Luo to cough blood, him and the spear sent flying.

Undefeatable!

"Impossible! This is impossible! I, the protector, would lose to a punk!" Sen Luo thought in mixed terror and reluctance.

Today's plan was to forcibly take the Soul Bone and impress, but unexpectedly, Sen Luo failed spectacularly.

The terrifying power shown by Feng Wuchen once again strongly deterred everyone in Shuiyun Palace.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

With a thought, Feng Wuchen instantly appeared, viciously kicking Sen Luo's abdomen, a booming sound, Sen Luo spitting blood again, his body falling as a black line.

"Bang!"

Feng Wuchen flashed, sweeping a kick, Sen Luo's spear shot down as quickly as lightning.

"Boom!"

"Ding!"

Sen Luo crashed heavily onto Shuiyun Palace's plaza, followed by a ding sound as the spear inserted at the edge of his head.

Wushuang Divine Palace protector, a disastrous defeat!

Feng Wuchen slowly floated down, Yang Wei frightened like seeing a ghost, even peed his pants.

Yang Gou and others dared not speak, overwhelmed with fear.

"Master Feng defeated the opponent so easily..." Xu Feng stammered, almost kneeling.

"Too terrifying..." Gong Jingyan felt frightened by Feng Wuchen for the first time.

"Given a chance, yet you don't cherish it, don't blame me." Feng Wuchen said coldly, stepping toward the seriously wounded Sen Luo.

"You dare! I am the protector of the Wushuang Divine Palace! If you dare to kill me, you won't survive, and Shuiyun Palace will be buried with me!" Sen Luo shouted angrily.

"Chen Shao, this person has a formidable background, killing him may cause trouble for you, and implicating Shuiyun Palace is minor; you might not stay in Moyun City anymore." Tian Sha transmitted.

"Snort!"

The Dragon God Sword unhesitatingly pierced Sen Luo's heart, cold-blooded.

"I never consider consequences when killing." Feng Wuchen said coldly, his icy gaze sweeping towards the terrified Yang Wei.

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