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

Upon hearing this, Long Bao'er was first taken aback, then her little face fell and she pouted, "Who do you think you are? You think you're worthy of me being your mount? Even my father has never ridden me!"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Ruins paused, and even the Great Dao mist shrouding his face seemed to ripple.

He seemed to have not expected that the other party would react this way after he revealed his name.

"Your father?" The Holy Son of Tianxu seemed intrigued.

"My daddy's name is Chu Feng! He's the most powerful person in the world!" Long Bao'er puffed out her little chest and said proudly, "If you dare to touch me, my daddy will definitely not let you get away with it!"

"Chu Feng?" The Holy Son of Tianxu murmured the name, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes before turning into indifference. "So he's the successor of the Human Emperor. Interesting, but... not enough."

He shook his head, seemingly not taking the name Chu Feng too seriously.

"Since you refuse to submit, then this holy son will have no choice but to take matters into his own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly attacked, and a large hand formed from gray mist grabbed down at Long Bao'er's head.

The gray mist exuded a chilling aura of desolation, as if it could devour everything and extinguish all life.

Long Bao'er's expression changed drastically. She could feel that this power was a hundred times more terrifying than the attack of the ancient demonic dragon!

She wanted to resist, but the battle had exhausted her, and now, facing the Heavenly Ruins Saint Son's thunderous attack, she couldn't even move an inch.

As the large gray hand was about to fall, the Holy Son of Heavenly Ruins smiled with a confident smile.

However, instead of suppressing Long Bao'er directly, he took out a palm-sized, pitch-black pagoda from his bosom.

He muttered incantations, and the black pagoda instantly grew taller in the wind, reaching a height of a hundred feet. A beam of black light shot out from the base of the pagoda, directly capturing the immobilized Long Bao'er.

"Hmph, once you're inside my Dragon-Locking Tower, even if you're a true adult dragon, you won't be able to escape." The Holy Son of Heavenly Ruins put away the tower and sneered.

He immediately turned his head and cast his gaze at the dying ancient dragon, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

The demon core and essence blood of an ancient demonic dragon at the Saint Emperor realm are excellent materials for refining supreme medicines.

However, just as he was about to take action and deal with the ancient demonic dragon as well, he seemed to sense something and his brows furrowed suddenly.

He looked up at the distant horizon, a hint of displeasure on his face.

"What a disappointment."

He whispered something, and without the slightest hesitation, his figure merged directly into the void and disappeared.

It was less than three breaths after he disappeared.

A golden figure appeared on the ravaged battlefield as if by teleportation.

The person who arrived was none other than Chu Feng.

Chu Feng landed in the ravaged volcanic area, his gaze immediately drawn to the enormous, dying monster in the sea of ​​lava below.

Saint Emperor Realm, Level Three!

What a powerful aura!

Chu Feng's heart stirred slightly. The Myriad Demon Scroll in his hand was now emitting a scorching light. On the scroll, a deep red light spot was flashing intensely, echoing the aura of the demon beast below.

"An ancient demonic dragon, possessing a trace of primordial demonic dragon bloodline, with a powerful physical body, capable of devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for its own use, and in its adult form capable of fighting against a demigod..."

A line of ancient golden characters automatically appeared in Chu Feng's mind.

So that's what it is.

Chu Feng looked at the ancient demonic dragon with a burning gaze.

This is excellent "ingredients" and "nutrients".

The ancient demonic dragon, which was being watched by Chu Feng, felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, its whole body stiffening.

Its enormous dragon eyes were fixed on the ancient animal skin scroll in Chu Feng's hand, filled with unparalleled fear.

As an ancient remnant species, the memories inherited in its bloodline allowed it to recognize the origin of the scroll at first glance.

The Myriad Demons Diagram!

The supreme sacred artifact of the demon race!

Legend has it that this map can suppress all demons, and the life or death of any demon beast included in the map is entirely in the hands of the map's holder.

How did it get here? And who is this human in front of me?

Just as the ancient demonic dragon was filled with terror, Chu Feng suddenly frowned.

He sensed a familiar presence on this battlefield.

It's Long Bao'er's scent!

Moreover, the aura was chaotic and mixed with a hint of blood.

Bao'er is here too? And she's injured?

Chu Feng's face instantly darkened.

He scanned the area with his divine sense, but did not find Long Bao'er.

"Where's Bao'er?" Chu Feng's figure instantly appeared above the ancient demonic dragon's head, looking down at it with an icy voice.

The ancient demonic dragon shuddered at the chilling killing intent emanating from Chu Feng, but it still maintained a trace of dignity as a Saint Emperor realm demonic beast, letting out a cold snort without replying.

"You're not going to tell me?"

Chu Feng's eyes turned cold, and he stepped directly on the deep, bone-revealing wound on its head.

"roar!"

The ancient dragon let out a painful roar, its massive body struggling violently.

But Chu Feng's feet seemed to be welded to its head, remaining completely still.

"I'll ask you one more time, where's that little girl?" Chu Feng's voice already carried a hint of impatience.

The intense pain caused the ancient dragon to completely give up its resistance.

It struggled to speak: "She...she was kidnapped by a young man in a Taoist robe..."

"What?"

Chu Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and a surge of overwhelming anger instantly rose from the depths of his heart.

In just a few words, he learned the whole story from the ancient dragon.

It turns out that Long Bao'er had come all the way here in search of a powerful demonic beast, and fought this ancient demonic dragon for three days and three nights, finally severely injuring it.

Just as she was about to collect her spoils, the Holy Son of Tianxu suddenly appeared, not only speaking rudely but also wanting Long Bao'er to be his mount.

Long Bao'er naturally refused, but the opponent's strength was terrifying. He directly used a black pagoda to forcibly take away the exhausted Long Bao'er.

"The Holy Son of Heavenly Ruins!"

As Chu Feng murmured the name, the killing intent emanating from his body almost solidified into a tangible form.

He actually dared to grab Bao'er!

He's asking for it!

At this moment, Chu Feng's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He glanced at the ancient demonic dragon beneath his feet and said coldly, "Submit to me, or die."

The ancient dragon chose the former without hesitation.

Faced with the Myriad Demons Diagram and absolute power, it had no choice.

Without wasting words, Chu Feng directly activated the Myriad Demon Diagram, and a golden light shot out, enveloping the massive body of the ancient demon dragon.

With a flash of light, the ancient demonic dragon vanished from its spot and was absorbed into the Myriad Demon Diagram.

The Myriad Demon Diagram forms its own space, which can not only store demon beasts, but also contains ancient demonic energy that can help subdued demon beasts heal their wounds and even enhance their bloodline and strength.

After doing all this, Chu Feng directly activated his divine sense and began searching for the Heavenly Ruins Saint Son.