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

"Snap!"

The fanatical smile on the strange young man's face froze instantly, replaced by deep horror and disbelief.

He felt an incomparably terrifying force tear apart his protective death aura with overwhelming force, and then slammed hard into his finger bones.

A sharp pain shot through me!

His five fingers, powerful enough to crush even a Life and Death Realm expert, were deformed by this punch. He was sent flying backward uncontrollably, as if struck head-on by an ancient ferocious beast, crashing into half of the wall of the main hall behind him.

"you……"

The eerie young man struggled to his feet from the ruins, staring intently at Chu Feng. His purple eyes were no longer filled with contempt, but with endless solemnity and apprehension.

He couldn't understand why, as a once-in-a-millennium genius of the Senluo Palace, bearing the Palace Master's legacy, he had never encountered an opponent among his peers.

How could this lowly ant from the lower realm possibly injure me with a single punch?!

"With such meager skills, you dare to steal?"

Chu Feng clenched his fists, stretched his muscles, and wore a mocking expression.

The vast resources of the Holy Gate Treasury, combined with the power of the Dao Alliance Ancestor and the entire secret realm's origin, allowed his physical strength to undergo another terrifying leap.

Now, with his physical strength alone, he is strong enough to fight against a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Life and Death Realm!

"You've successfully angered me."

The eerie young man slowly straightened up, and the purple death aura around him began to writhe and boil in a strange way.

"Originally, I intended to leave you with a complete corpse, but now it seems I have no choice but to refine you into my soul slave!"

He suddenly clasped his hands together, forming a strange hand seal.

"Secret Techniques of the Underworld, Entangled by Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

Ugh—!

The piercing howl of the ghost resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Behind the strange youth, the sky shrouded in black mist had transformed into a ghostly realm composed of countless twisted soul shadows!

Thousands upon thousands of vengeful spirits roared and broke free from the black mist. They intertwined and merged with each other, eventually coalescing into a gigantic skeletal ghost god, hundreds of feet tall, wielding a bone scythe!

Within the empty eye sockets of that ghostly being, eerie green flames burned. A surge of demonic energy, a hundred times more potent than before, swept out like a burst dam, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet to freezing. The air was thick with a nauseating stench of blood and decay.

"That's interesting."

Chu Feng looked at the imposing skeletal demon god, but instead of fear, he showed a hint of interest.

The secret techniques of the Senluo Palace seem to have similarities with the Soul Refining Banner of the Ghost Shadow Tower, but their essence is more domineering and more sinister.

"die!"

The strange young man pointed.

The hundred-foot-tall demon god immediately wielded the enormous bone scythe in its hand, bringing with it a terrifying power that could cleave mountains and rivers, and cleaved down towards Chu Feng!

Wherever the bone scythe passed, a dark crack was torn open in the space, as if even light was about to be swallowed up.

However, faced with this devastating blow...

Chu Feng simply curled his lip in disdain.

"Playing mind games with me?"

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

Om-!

The blood-red ancient coffin that had devoured the Ghost King's imitation Soul Refining Banner and greatly increased its primal power instantly appeared on his chest!

The coffin lid slid open, revealing a blood-red vortex that was even deeper and more ominous than before, like the gaping maw of hell, aimed directly at the arrogant skeletal demon god, and fiercely met it head-on!

"You think a broken coffin can stop me?"

Upon seeing this, the strange young man revealed a cold smile.

However, the next second, the sneer on his face turned into endless horror.

The skeletal ghost, formed from countless vengeful spirits, let out an incredibly shrill scream the moment it came into contact with the blood-red vortex!

Its massive body trembled violently and uncontrollably. For the first time, the eerie green soul fire in its empty eye sockets showed a look of fear, as if it had encountered its natural nemesis!

"No! This is impossible!"

The eerie youth let out a roar of shock and rage, frantically channeling his spiritual power in an attempt to stabilize the ghostly figure.

However, it was all in vain.

Faced with the overwhelming devouring power of the Burial Coffin, the so-called being haunted by ten thousand ghosts is nothing but a joke.

The hundred-foot-tall ghost god was like a sand sculpture swept up by a gale, helplessly being sucked away by the blood-red vortex. Its massive body rapidly melted and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, it was swallowed up by the blood-red vortex along with the huge bone scythe!

"puff--!"

With his secret technique broken, the strange young man was struck dumb, spitting out a mouthful of black, reversed blood, and his aura instantly weakened to the extreme.

His eyes, hidden beneath the mask, were fixed on the unremarkable, blood-red ancient coffin, filled with incomprehensible horror.

"What...what exactly is that thing?!"

His answer was Chu Feng's figure, appearing before him like a ghost in an instant, and a cold hand that gripped his fate by the throat.

"Now, can you tell me the secret of the Senluo Order?"

"Cough...cough cough..."

The eerie young man was lifted into the air by Chu Feng with one hand, his handsome face turning a deep liver color from suffocation.

He kicked wildly with his feet and gripped Chu Feng's wrists tightly with both hands, trying to break free, but found that the other's palms were like an unshakeable sacred mountain.

For the first time, fear was revealed in his purple eyes.

lost.

The defeat was so decisive and so complete.

His prized Senluo Secret Techniques couldn't even make a ripple in front of his opponent.

"It seems you're not planning to say anything."

Chu Feng's eyes were icy, and his five fingers slowly tightened.

The shadow of death, like a tidal wave, completely engulfed the eerie young man.

At this critical moment between life and death, a mad, resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the strange young man!

"The Lord of the Underworld... will never be a slave!"

He let out a shrill roar, bit his tongue hard, and spat out a mouthful of essence blood containing primordial power!

The essence blood did not dissipate, but instead condensed rapidly into a blood-red rune in mid-air, and then was fiercely imprinted on his brow!

Om-! ! !

An aura more than ten times more terrifying and sinister than when he used "Ten Thousand Ghosts Entangling Body" before erupted from his body!

"Not good! Kid, retreat quickly! This guy is sacrificing his own soul!"

In Chu Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, the Thunder Lord's solemn voice suddenly exploded!

However, it was too late.

Behind the strange young man, the void silently cracked open, and an ancient altar, completely black, with countless twisted and wailing faces engraved on its surface, exuding an aura of endless ominousness and destruction, slowly emerged from it!

"With my soul, I offer myself as a sacrifice to the underworld! I humbly request... the judgment of the netherworld!"

The strange young man's voice became incredibly hoarse and hollow, as if it no longer belonged to him.