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

In a dark, unknown corner of the capital city.

Chu Feng was escorted by a group of imperial guards through a series of gloomy secret passages, and finally arrived in front of a strange building.

This is a nine-story tower built entirely of black boulders. The tower is covered with all sorts of incomprehensible runes, and a sinister, eerie, and evil aura emanates from within, sending chills down one's spine.

There were no guards around the tower, yet it was more unsettling than a thousand troops.

"This doesn't seem to be the Imperial City Guard, does it?" Chu Feng asked with interest, looking at the black tower in front of him.

Tianming, who was walking at the front, slowly turned around, revealing a sinister smile on his eerie face.

"Of course not."

He pointed to a strange tower not far ahead, looming in the night and exuding an ominous aura, and said in a low voice, "That is the Demon-Suppressing Tower."

"The Demon Suppression Tower?" A hint of doubt flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. In his memory, he had never heard of such a place in the capital.

Tianming's smile grew increasingly cold as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly: "The Demon Suppression Tower has existed since the founding of the Great Qian Dynasty. It holds all sorts of heinous and wicked demons and villains captured by the Great Qian Dynasty since its founding."

"Anyone who steps into this tower will die without a chance of survival."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng immediately understood.

"So, you never intended to interrogate me from the beginning, but instead wanted to kill me outright?" He spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Tianming sneered, "You killed the Fourth Prince, and you still dare to dream of living? His Majesty is merciful and does not wish for you to die too quickly, so he has granted you entry into this Demon Suppression Tower to keep company with those demons."

"It's truly...an honor." Chu Feng grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

The gate of the Demon Suppression Tower is made of an unknown black metal and stands ten zhang tall. Countless ferocious and roaring demons and gods are carved on the gate, and a strong smell of rust and blood hits you, as if behind this gate lies the real hell.

"Boom!"

As several Imperial City Guards worked together to turn the mechanism, the heavy door slowly opened, and a cold, decaying black aura mixed with endless resentment surged out from the crack, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

Chu Feng felt as if he were being stared at by countless pairs of venomous eyes.

A black mist swept over us, carrying a chilling and foul stench that penetrated to the bone, as if it were the lingering scent of countless wronged souls rotting away over hundreds of years.

Chu Feng frowned slightly, and without making a sound, he began to circulate the Yin-Yang Creation Technique within his body. A warm current instantly flowed through his entire body, isolating him from the cold and yin energy.

"Little brother, this place is interesting!"

The enchantress's voice, tinged with a mix of languor and excitement, echoed in his mind.

"How so?" Chu Feng asked in his mind.

"There are quite a few good things locked inside!" the enchantress chuckled. "This place is a gathering place for resentment, malevolent energy, death energy, and even the purest martial arts essence... Tsk tsk tsk, it might be a nightmare for others, but for your Burial Coffin, it's simply the most delicious feast in the world!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng's heart stirred.

The Burial Coffin can devour energy and refine it for its own use.

The cultivation and souls of these demons and villains who have been imprisoned for hundreds of years are undoubtedly the best "nourishment".

It seems the Emperor and Tianming intended to throw him into a perilous place, where he would be torn to pieces by the monsters. Little did they know, they had inadvertently presented him with an immense opportunity.

"Young Master Chu, please."

Tianming looked at Chu Feng and made a "please" gesture. His sinister eyes were filled with a playful, cat-and-mouse-like expression.

He was eager to see what kind of despair and fear would appear on the face of this spoiled brat who had stirred up the capital when he stepped into this hell on earth.

However, he was disappointed.

Chu Feng's face showed no fear, but rather a playful smile. He glanced at Tianming, then at the bottomless, pitch-black tower gate, and shrugged.

"Alright, since you're so kind as to invite me in, I'll go in and have a look around."

He strode towards the tower gate, his leisurely pace making him seem less like he was heading towards the abyss of hell and more like he was taking a stroll in his own backyard.

Tianming's smile froze slightly, and a sense of unease inexplicably rose in his heart.

Just as Chu Feng was about to step into the tower gate, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Tian Ming.

"Oh, right, there's something I forgot to tell you."

"What is it?" Tianming asked instinctively.

Chu Feng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth: "I have a quirk; I'm incredibly vengeful. You brought me in today, but when I get out, I'll definitely 'thank' you properly."

After saying that, he ignored Tianming's face, which had turned extremely ugly in an instant, turned around, and resolutely stepped into the endless darkness.

Boom—!

As Chu Feng's figure was swallowed by darkness, the stone door, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, slowly closed again, emitting a muffled thud, as if separating two worlds.

"Commander, is this kid... scared out of his wits? Why does he seem so fearless?" A commander whispered to Tianming.

Tianming stared intently at the tightly closed stone door, his eyes flashing with an unpredictable light.

Chu Feng's last look and those words intensified the unease in Chu Feng's heart.

"Hmph! What a naive little fellow, hoping to actually get out!"

Immediately, Tianming dispelled his unease and took Chu Feng's words as a joke.

What kind of place is this Demon Suppression Tower?

The weakest of those imprisoned inside were Grandmaster-level demons who had once stirred up a storm in their respective regions, and there were even old monsters at the Finger Profound Realm and Celestial Phenomenon Realm or above.

They had been imprisoned for decades or even centuries, and their minds had long since gone mad, leaving only the most primal instinct to kill.

If a novice who has just entered the Grandmaster realm goes in, he will be torn to pieces in less than half an hour, and his physical body will be devoured.

Therefore, Tianming didn't think Chu Feng could leave the Demon Suppression Tower alive at all.

"Kid, now you'll get a good feel for what it means to be wishing for death but unable to live!"

Tianming's voice was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, causing the commanders around him to shiver involuntarily.