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

"Such terrifying energy fluctuations! Which two top prodigies are fighting?"

"That's... Jin Wuji, the divine son of the Golden Ancient Clan! Who is the other person? How could they fight him to a standstill?"

"Holy crap! Isn't that Chu Feng, the successor of the Human Emperor? Isn't he only at the first level of the Saint King Realm? How can he be so powerful?"

"You're out of touch. This guy is a monster; you can't judge him by common sense!"

Countless geniuses stopped far away at the edge of the battlefield, watching the two figures colliding in the sky, their faces filled with shock.

Especially when they saw that Chu Feng was able to fight Jin Wuji to a standstill, and even seemed to have the upper hand, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Jin Wuji is a forbidden prodigy who is capable of competing for a place in the top ten of this year's Myriad Realms Prodigy Ranking!

Just then, several warships exuding an ancient yet powerful aura broke through the sky in the distance and hovered in the void.

On the warship stood several figures whose auras were equally unfathomable.

They were the prodigies of the other three of the four great divine clans of the Heavenly Realm, excluding the Huangfu Divine Clan.

Jiang Yunfan of the Jiang clan, Tantai Yue of the Tantai clan, and Gongsun Xuan of the Gongsun clan.

They were all drawn here by the commotion.

"So that's the successor of the Human Emperor? He's quite capable, actually managing to force Jin Wuji to use his full strength." Gongsun Xuan said with interest, waving his folding fan.

Jiang Yunfan's eyes flickered, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

When Tantai Yue's eyes, which seemed to contain the stars and the sea, fell on Chu Feng, they shone with a strange light.

In the center of the battlefield.

"boom!"

It was another earth-shattering collision.

Chu Feng and Jin Wuji were both sent flying backwards.

Jin Wuji had disheveled hair, and his golden divine armor was covered with fist marks. A trace of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely disheveled.

He stared intently at Chu Feng opposite him, his eyes filled with madness and resentment.

He couldn't accept it!

He, the dignified divine son of the Golden Ancient Clan, was actually suppressed and beaten by a human!

"Chu Feng! You forced me to do this!"

Jin Wuji let out a roar, his hands clasped together, and the golden bloodline within his body began to burn at a frenzied speed.

An aura more than ten times more terrifying than before slowly awakened from his body.

Behind him, a terrifying phantom, tens of thousands of feet tall, clad in golden armor and wielding a golden battle axe, slowly materialized.

The phantom seemed to be an unparalleled war god who had emerged from an ancient battlefield. Even a mere wisp of its aura caused the entire small world to tremble violently.

An unparalleled fighting spirit swept across the heavens and the earth!

"This is... the phantom of the Golden God of War!"

"My God! Jin Wuji has actually activated a wisp of the Golden War God's battle spirit!"

Those watching from afar were all horrified.

In Chu Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, the slightly surprised voice of the monk Wufa also rang out.

"Amitabha, this is interesting. This little guy actually managed to activate a wisp of battle spirit left in his bloodline by the Golden War God. He's quite a genius."

Chu Feng's expression finally turned serious.

He could sense a terrifying power threatening his life from the phantom of the golden war god.

"die!"

Jin Wuji's voice became hoarse and frantic.

He controlled the towering golden war god phantom, raised the golden battle axe in his hand high, and slashed it down fiercely at Chu Feng!

That axe strike seemed to cleave the heavens and the earth, recreating the chaos!

Facing the golden battle axe that seemed poised to cleave the world in two, Chu Feng took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Instead of backing down, he took the initiative to meet him.

"Acala, the embodiment of heaven and earth!"

With a low shout, Chu Feng's body also erupted with boundless golden light.

A golden image of Acala, also ten thousand feet tall, with three heads and six arms, and glaring eyes, materialized behind him.

The intense, masculine aura of Buddhism clashed fiercely with the supreme fighting spirit of the golden war god phantom in mid-air.

"Boom!"

The collision of two completely different terrifying auras caused the mountains below to collapse on a large scale once again.

The geniuses watching from afar had to retreat tens of thousands of miles again before they could barely steady themselves, their faces filled with horror.

"Buddhist techniques? This guy actually also practices Buddhist supernatural powers?"

"Moreover, the aura of this Dharma form... is terrifying! It's in no way weaker than the phantom of the Golden War God!"

"Monster! This guy is definitely a monster!"

Everyone was shocked by Chu Feng's endless stream of trump cards.

High in the sky, the golden battle axe, carrying the power to destroy everything, crashed down.

Chu Feng manipulated the Immovable King Dharma Image, raising all six arms simultaneously to transform into six pillars supporting the sky, fiercely meeting the falling battle axe.

"clang--!"

A resounding clang of metal, powerful enough to shatter one's very soul, echoed through the heavens.

A violent energy storm swept across the entire sky.

The six arms of the Acala statue firmly blocked the falling golden battle axe, preventing it from advancing even an inch further.

"Break it!"

Jin Wuji's face was contorted with rage as he frantically burned his golden bloodline, pouring all his power into the phantom of the Golden War God.

The light on the golden battle axe surged once more.

"Click...click..."

Fine cracks began to appear on the six arms of the Acala statue, and they spread rapidly.

"It's useless! Before the supreme battle spirit of our ancestors, all your resistance is futile!" Jin Wuji laughed maniacally.

"Yeah?"

Chu Feng's voice remained calm.

He manipulated the image of Acala, and the central head suddenly opened its mouth.

An ancient, majestic syllable, filled with supreme Zen wisdom, was uttered from its mouth.

"Om!"

The Six-Syllable Mantra of Buddhism!

As the syllable was uttered, an invisible suppressive force instantly acted upon the phantom of the golden war god.

The golden war god phantom trembled violently, and its raging battle intent was actually suppressed by a trace.

It's now!

A glint of light flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

The six arms of the Acala statue exerted a sudden burst of strength, actually managing to push the golden battle axe back.

Then, the six arms merged into one in mid-air, transforming into an enormous golden fist. With terrifying power capable of shattering the vacuum, it slammed fiercely into the chest of the golden war god phantom!

This punch was incredibly fast!

Jin Wuji's pupils contracted sharply. He tried to control the illusory image of the God of War to defend, but it was too late.

"boom--!"

An unprecedentedly loud bang.

That golden fist slammed solidly into the chest of the golden war god phantom.

The towering golden war god phantom, as if struck by lightning, trembled violently.

Centered on his fist, huge cracks spread rapidly throughout his body like a spider web.

"No!"

Jin Wuji let out a desperate roar.