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

Boom-! ! !

An indescribable roar exploded across the entire White Jade Square.

There was no dazzling light, only utter devastation.

The divine power and the demonic light collided with the cold, deathly power of the Nine Netherworlds, forming an ever-expanding, twisting black sphere of energy.

Wherever the black sphere passed, everything was annihilated and the laws collapsed.

"retreat!"

"Retreat now!"

The countless prodigies who had been watching the spectacle in the square no longer had the relaxed air they had when watching a show. They were all terrified and frantically retreated, fearing that they would be caught in the aftershocks of that energy and end up with nothing but bones.

The Grand Elder of Tianxu Holy Land, Gu Santong, and others also changed their expressions drastically and took action to protect the people around them.

"snort."

At this moment, Ye Zhi Qiu, the envoy of Tianji Pavilion who had been watching with a smile, finally made his move.

He simply raised his hand and casually waved it at the earth-shattering black energy sphere.

A light curtain, seemingly as thin as a cicada's wing, appeared out of thin air and completely enveloped the terrifying black energy sphere.

No matter how the black sphere rammed and expanded, it could not shake the light curtain in the slightest.

After doing all this, Ye Zhi Qiu's gaze did not leave the energy center. Instead, it fell on Chu Feng with great interest, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"The power of the Nine Netherworlds... interesting." He murmured to himself, his smile widening. "This game is getting more and more interesting."

At the same time.

Countless billions of miles away, lies a cold, gloomy world shrouded in endless darkness and death.

The Netherworld.

On a throne made of bones from the remains of countless living beings, a man dressed in a black imperial robe, his face shrouded in shadow, suddenly opened his eyes.

Those were eyes burning with the flames of the underworld.

He suddenly stood up, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless time and space, looking towards the direction of the White Emperor City in the Heavenly Realm.

"This aura..."

"It's him?"

"Impossible! His soul was shattered and his very essence was scattered back then, how could he still be alive!"

The man's voice was filled with shock and disbelief.

Back then, he betrayed the Nine Netherworld and stole the power of reincarnation to ascend to the position of Lord of the Nine Netherworld. He knew better than anyone how severely the Nine Netherworld had been injured, with no chance of survival.

But what was this familiar aura that made his soul tremble?

"Could it be... his successor?"

In the man's eyes, the Netherworld Flame pulsed violently, bursting forth with boundless killing intent.

Anyone who gets involved with that man must die!

"Guards!" His icy voice echoed through the deathly silent palace.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Eight equally terrifying figures, their bodies shrouded in endless death energy, instantly appeared beneath the main hall, kneeling on one knee.

"Greetings, Lord of the Underworld!"

"Pass down the order: I require all eight of you to immediately proceed to the Celestial Realm and find out the source of this aura!"

"Yes, sir!"

The eight figures received the order and instantly transformed into eight wisps of black smoke, disappearing without a trace.

On the throne of bones, the black-robed Lord of the Underworld sat down again, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"No matter who you are, since you dare to show your face, I will kill you once again!"

……

Baidi City, Baiyu Square.

With Ye Zhi Qiu's intervention, the terrifying energy storm finally subsided.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the scene inside was revealed.

In the center of the once flat white jade square, a bottomless pit had appeared.

In the three corners of the giant pit, three figures were kneeling on one knee, panting heavily, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Chu Feng, Shen Wudao, Primordial Demon Child.

The three men's clothes were tattered and torn, their bodies were covered with gruesome wounds, and their aura was extremely weak.

Clearly, in that final clash, all three were severely injured!

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene, their minds blank.

Won?

Did we lose again?

No, it's a draw!

A descendant of the Human Emperor, with the cultivation of a Saint King at the first level, fought against two top prodigies at the peak of the ninth level of Saint King, the Divine Son of the Divine Court and the Primordial Demon Son, while severely injured, and in the end... they actually fought to a draw!

"hiss--"

Someone gasped, breaking the deathly silence.

"Is...is this even human?"

"He fought two against one, going head-to-head with two top-tier prodigies, and surprisingly held his own..."

"The successor of the Human Emperor is terrifyingly powerful!"

The gazes of countless geniuses toward Chu Feng had shifted from disdain and greed to deep awe and fear.

The Heavenly Ruins Saint Son, standing in the distance, stared intently at Chu Feng in the deep pit, his eyes filled with extreme gloom.

He asked himself if he could ever achieve what Chu Feng had done if he faced the combined forces of Shen Wudao and the Ancient Demon Prince.

This person absolutely cannot be allowed to live!

Shen Wudao and the Ancient Demon Child were also staring intently at Chu Feng, their eyes filled with resentment and hatred.

Even with the two of them joining forces and using their strongest trump cards, they still couldn't defeat Chu Feng!

This is the greatest disgrace of their lives!

"Cough cough..."

In the deep pit, Chu Feng coughed violently twice and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He could feel that almost all the meridians and bones in his body had shattered.

If it weren't for the Undying Heavenly Art and that mysterious, domineering bloodline power frantically repairing his physical body, he would probably already be a corpse by now.

"Little brother, you've reached your limit, you can't fight anymore!" In her mind's eye, the demoness's voice was filled with worry.

The forced activation of the Nine Netherworld Suppression Codex just now almost drained all his power, putting a huge burden on his soul and body.

However, Chu Feng seemed not to hear it.

With his hand, which had already revealed its white bones, he gripped the Emperor's Sword stuck in the ground and, with great effort, slowly, bit by bit, stood up again!

His body was trembling, but he stood straight!

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over Shen Wudao and Taigu Mozi, who were also severely injured and struggling to even stand up, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Two...useless people."

His voice was hoarse, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

boom!

Shen Wudao's mind went completely blank with a buzzing sound.

waste?

He, the Divine Son of the Divine Court, a favorite to win the title of the Prodigy Ranking of All Realms, was actually called a piece of trash in front of the entire world by a mere Saint King Level 1 fellow?!

"Ahhhhh!"

"Chu Feng! I want you dead!"

Shen Wudao went completely mad. He let out a shrill roar, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Chu Feng.

He slapped his chest hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"I, your divine son, will show you today what true divine power is!"

"God's blessings, divine punishment!"

As he finished speaking, an aura a hundred or even a thousand times more terrifying than before erupted from his body!

That was an unparalleled power that surpassed even the Holy King, the Holy Emperor, and even the Holy Ancestor and the Void God Realm!

It was as if a true god had descended from the heavens to deliver his world-destroying punishment!