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

Boom!

The sword light collided violently with the golden "sun" in mid-air.

The entire space trembled violently at that moment, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

A shockwave visible to the naked eye swept out in all directions, sending countless spectators flying.

puff!

Chu Feng was struck as if by lightning. His body flew backward uncontrollably, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood in mid-air, his face instantly turning pale.

On the other side, the enormous three-legged golden crow also let out a mournful cry.

His massive body was cleaved in two by the sword light, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound, and golden blood splattered down like a torrential rain.

Both sides suffer heavy losses!

"Little Wind!"

"Chu Feng!"

Upon seeing this, Zhuge Yue and Fairy Yuechan turned pale and rushed over to support the swaying Chu Feng on either side.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was completely stunned by this earth-shattering battle.

One is at the first level of the Saintly Monarch Realm, and the other has combat power comparable to a Saintly Emperor.

These two actually fought to a draw?

Just what kind of monster is this successor of the Human Emperor?!

"As expected of the successor of the Human Emperor, he is indeed powerful."

Just then, a calm voice rang out.

Shi Yi, who possessed double pupils, slowly walked out from the crowd. His peculiar eyes gave Chu Feng a deep look, and then glanced at the Golden Crow Prince, who was also seriously injured and had transformed back into human form in the distance.

"However, you alone can't stop so many of us." Shi Yi's tone was calm, as if stating a fact. "You can't protect this legacy. I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

His words, seemingly meant to persuade, were in fact also a warning.

Chu Feng sneered inwardly; Shi Yi had certainly played his cards right.

Now that he and the Golden Crow Prince are both severely injured, it is the perfect opportunity for this group to reap the benefits.

The other party's words now are simply an attempt to force him out without bloodshed, so that they can then slowly compete for the inheritance.

"Hehe, that's really great, really great!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to speak, a sudden burst of applause came from not far away.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the Divine Son of the Divine Court, Shen Wudao, had appeared there at some unknown time.

A playful smile played on his lips as his gaze swept back and forth between Chu Feng and the Golden Crow Prince with great interest.

"Successor of the Human Emperor, you do have some skill and have not disappointed this divine son." Shen Wudao stared at Chu Feng, his tone carrying a condescending scrutiny. "However, if this is all you've got, you're still far from being my opponent."

His words were extremely arrogant, showing no regard whatsoever for the Golden Crow Prince who had just displayed the might of a Holy Emperor.

The Golden Crow Prince's face turned ashen, but unusually, he did not refute.

Because he knew that God had no right to be arrogant.

The top contender on the Myriad Realms Pride Ranking is a strong contender whose strength is unfathomable.

"Hmph, so this is what they call the successor of the Human Emperor?"

Another cold and malevolent voice rang out.

The ancient demon prince clad in black demonic armor also emerged from the shadows, his scarlet eyes fixed on Chu Feng, filled with undisguised greed and gluttony.

"Compared to that Emperor of Man back then, you are far inferior."

Shi Yi, Shen Wudao, Primordial Demon Child...

One after another, top-tier prodigies appeared, subtly surrounding Chu Feng in the center.

The aura emanating from each of them was extremely powerful, and the faint killing intent they exuded intertwined to form an invisible net that completely enveloped Chu Feng.

The situation instantly became tense.

"Cough cough..."

Chu Feng coughed lightly twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly straightened up with the help of Zhuge Yue and Fairy Yuechan.

He glanced at the group of men who saw him as prey, his face showing no fear, but rather a mocking sneer.

"Stop babbling on and on. If you've got the guts, come up here and fight."

His words were like adding fuel to the fire.

"court death!"

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Ancient Demon Prince. He was a bloodthirsty and warlike man, and he could not tolerate such provocation.

His demonic energy surged, and he was about to make a move.

But just then...

A woman's voice, clear and cold like the moon, yet carrying endless sharpness, came from outside the temple.

"If you want to harm my brother, you'd better get past the sword in my hand first!"

Swish!

A sword light of extreme speed tore through the void and appeared in the arena in an instant, landing precisely in front of Chu Feng.

The sword light dissipated, revealing a stunningly beautiful figure dressed in snow-white robes.

It was Chu Qingge!

In her hand, she held a simple-looking sword with rust covering its blade.

It was the very same imperial weapon that severed the Holy Emperor's arm in the Yao Guang Holy Land—the Heaven-Slaying Sword!

A terrifying sword intent, so powerful that it made all the holy rulers and kings present tremble, emanated from her body.

That sword intent was pure and sharp, as if it contained the ultimate mystery of swordsmanship, and it wanted to split the world in two.

"Xiao Feng, are you alright?" Chu Qingge turned around and glanced at Chu Feng, a hint of heartache and worry flashing in her clear, cold phoenix eyes.

"Sister, I'm fine." Chu Feng shook his head, feeling a warmth in his heart.

He knew that his sister must have sensed the commotion outside and rushed over immediately.

At this moment, the eyes of the other prodigies in the arena were all fixed on the broken sword in Chu Qingge's hand.

Especially the Primordial Demon Prince, whose scarlet pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, a solemn expression appeared on his face.

"Imperial Weapon..."

He squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth.

These two words seemed to possess boundless magic, instantly pausing the tense atmosphere.

Shen Wudao and Shi Yi's gazes also became extremely wary.

They can manipulate a severely injured successor of the human emperor at will.

But a peerless sword immortal who wields an imperial weapon and can unleash its power is a completely different matter.

No one wants to test the edge of the Imperial Weapon.

For a moment, the scene fell into an eerie stalemate.

However, this stalemate did not last long.

"Hehe, this is really lively."

Another mocking voice rang out.

Lei Dongtian, the Holy Son of the Divine Firmament Holy Land, led a group of disciples from the Divine Firmament Holy Land into the room.

His gaze swept across the room before finally settling on Chu Feng, his eyes filled with resentment and glee.

"Successor of the Human Emperor, we meet again."

Lei Dongtian smiled sinisterly, and then suddenly waved his hand.

He pulled two figures, bound by lightning chains and looking extremely disheveled, from behind and threw them to the ground.

It was Shi Xuanfei and Lin Wanyin!

The two women had clearly been through a fierce battle; their clothes were torn, blood was at the corners of their mouths, and they were exhausted.

"Chu Feng!"

Upon seeing Chu Feng, both women's eyes revealed a mixture of surprise and worry.

"Lei Dongtian, you're courting death!" Chu Feng's eyes instantly turned cold, and an overwhelming killing intent erupted uncontrollably from his body.

What he hates most is being threatened by the women around him!

"Hehe, don't get excited." Lei Dongtian seemed to enjoy Chu Feng's angry expression. He stepped on Shi Xuanfei's back and said in a tone like a cat playing with a mouse.

I'll give you a chance.

"You can only choose one of these two women to live."

"Tell me, who do you choose?"

A cruel smile appeared on Lei Dongtian's face.

He wanted Chu Feng to make a choice amidst pain and despair.

However, Chu Feng's next answer stunned everyone.

"I choose..."

Chu Feng's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

"You're dead!"