I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"puff--!"

Under the pressure of these four forces, the solid soul of the Dao Alliance Ancestor was as if it had been struck head-on by four ancient divine mountains, and suddenly became somewhat illusory, with cracks even appearing on its soul!

He was completely dumbfounded.

The confident smile on his face had long since frozen, replaced by endless fear and bewilderment.

One...two...three...four!

Just how many monsters are hidden in this kid's mind?!

This isn't some rabbit's den; it's a dragon's lair and a tiger's lair! It's the eighteenth level of hell!

"You...you...who are you?!" His voice trembled, filled with disbelief and terror.

"The one who killed you." Feng You's voice was calm and still, yet it contained the power to judge life and death.

"You mere ants, do you even deserve to know our name?" Thunder Lord's voice was full of disdain and contempt.

"Enough with the nonsense." The enchantress stuck out her scarlet tongue, licked her lips, and her eyes gleamed with excitement. "We can't waste such a nourishing meal."

"Amitabha, forgive me, forgive me." The Medicine King clasped his hands together, but his face showed no pity.

"No--!!!"

The Dao Alliance patriarch finally realized just how terrifying the existence he had provoked was.

He let out a desperate roar and turned to burn his soul's essence to escape this terrifying sea of ​​consciousness.

However, it was all too late.

"Thunder Prison!"

"A sea of ​​blood!"

"Elixir Fire!"

"The Netherworld!"

Four ancient powerhouses attacked simultaneously!

Purple lightning, boundless sea of ​​blood, azure-colored pill fire, and all-devouring Netherworld death energy transformed into four world-destroying torrents, instantly engulfing the soul of the Dao Alliance Ancestor from four directions!

He couldn't even let out a scream.

This Dao Alliance patriarch, who had painstakingly planned for ten thousand years, attempting to seize another's body and be reborn to reach the King Realm, had his incomparably powerful soul cleanly and decisively erased and torn apart by the four of them working together. In the end, it was transformed into the purest, ownerless soul energy, which was then divided up by the four of them.

After doing all this, the four figures exchanged a glance, their figures gradually faded away, and they returned to the Burial Coffin.

Chu Feng's sea of ​​consciousness returned to calm once more.

……

Outside, inside the palace.

With the Dao Alliance Ancestor's soul scattered, the "Heaven-Devouring and Sun-Changing Array," which was based on the entire secret realm, also completely lost control.

Om-!

The Coffin of Burial Heaven emitted an excited buzz, and the blood-red vortex suddenly expanded, swallowing the great array that had lost its master, along with the entire palace and the vast energy contained within it!

boom!!!

A surge of life energy and soul essence, far greater and purer than ever before, poured back into Chu Feng's body like a burst dam in the Milky Way!

"puff!"

Chu Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden blood, feeling as if his meridians, dantian, and even sea of ​​consciousness were about to be burst by this terrifying energy!

He dared not be negligent in the slightest, and immediately sat cross-legged, frantically circulating the "Yin Yang Creation Technique" and the "Nine Heavens Body Refining Technique" to begin refining this enormous energy that could be described as defying the heavens.

Time flies by during cultivation.

half a month later.

The headquarters of the Dao Alliance, in front of that ancient Daoist temple.

The Xuan Tian Dao Master stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, staring intently at the Nine Provinces Landscape Map floating in mid-air.

"What's going on? Half a month has passed, why is there still no movement?" He muttered to himself, a trace of anxiety appearing in his deep eyes for the first time.

Logically speaking, with the ancestor's strength at the peak of the ninth level of the Dharma Aspect Realm, possessing a junior in the Formless Realm would be a matter of a snap of the fingers.

Why has it been delayed for so long?

An ominous premonition quietly grew in his heart.

Another half month passed.

Om-!

The seven-colored vortex on the map of Kyushu suddenly shone brightly.

Immediately afterwards, one figure after another emerged from it.

These were none other than the nine prodigies, including Chu Qingge, Ji Ruxue, Ling Yun, and Nangong Yue.

They have undergone tremendous changes compared to a month ago.

The aura emanating from each person became more solid and powerful, clearly indicating that they had all encountered considerable opportunities during this month, and their cultivation had all improved.

However, when they came out, they found that the most eye-catching person was missing.

"Where's Xiaofeng? Why hasn't he come out yet?" Chu Qingge frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing in her cool eyes.

"Yes, where is Brother Chu?" Huangfu Tian and the others also looked puzzled.

The unease in Xuan Tian Dao Zhu's heart grew stronger.

He took a deep breath, ready to personally enter that secret realm to find out what it was all about.

Suddenly, the seven-colored vortex that was about to close rippled once more.

A tall, upright figure slowly walked out from there.

Dressed in black with black hair and an indifferent expression, who else could it be but Chu Feng?

The moment they saw Chu Feng, the Xuan Tian Dao Master and the several Dao Alliance Supreme Elders behind him were all invigorated!

They stared intently at Chu Feng, their eyes filled with excitement, fervor, and a hint of cautious anticipation.

It worked!

Our ancestor must have succeeded!

Suppressing his overwhelming joy, the Xuan Tian Dao Master stepped forward and, with an almost reverent tone, tentatively spoke:

"Who... are you?"

The voice of the Xuan Tian Dao Master trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

The several Dao Alliance elders behind him held their breath, their old faces filled with fervor and anticipation, as if awaiting the judgment of the gods.

In their eyes, the body of "Chu Feng" standing before them must be the hope of their Dao Alliance for ten thousand years, the ancestor who has been sleeping for countless years!

Chu Feng slowly raised his head.

Those deep eyes, calm and still, swept lightly over the faces before them, faces filled with expectation.

He did not answer immediately.

Instead, he turned his gaze to Chu Qingge, Ji Ruxue, and the others who were looking worried, giving them a reassuring look.

Then, he looked at the Xuan Tian Dao Master again, a cold and mocking smile slowly spreading across his lips.

"Your Dao Alliance has really put on a good show."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a cold wind from the depths of hell, instantly dispelling all the fervor and joy in the hearts of Xuan Tian Dao Master and the others!

That voice... it's Chu Feng's!

That tone... it's Chu Feng's too!

Not the ancestor!

Xuan Tian Dao Master's face turned deathly pale in an instant. He staggered back a step, his eyes filled with incomprehensible horror and terror.

"You...you're still Chu Feng?!" His voice was shrill, completely losing his composure. "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Where is the Ancestor? The Ancestor, he..."

"You mean that old bastard who wanted to possess me?" Chu Feng picked at his ear and said in a casual tone, "Oh, he thought my sea of ​​consciousness had good feng shui, so he stayed in it forever. By the way, he also paid rent for all his cultivation."