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

At this moment, the world was deathly silent.

Those seven arrogant quasi-emperor level powerhouses, who were capable of sweeping across a star field, were now like seven dead dogs, bound by illusory chains of fate, unable to move, and lying pathetically in front of Chu Feng.

Their proud Quasi-Emperor Laws, a terrifying power capable of suppressing countless ages, were as fragile as paper before the river of fate, easily stripped away and vanished.

Whether it was in front of the city lord's mansion, or Situ Jun, Fairy Luoxue, and the others who were already numb with shock.

In those ruins, the only surviving spectator was Shen Wudao, who had lost his mind in terror.

Or perhaps it's the countless powerful individuals outside Baidi City who use various secret methods to spy on this place.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was completely stunned.

With a flick of his finger, he suppressed seven quasi-emperors!

What does this mean?

This has exceeded their understanding of the limits of power!

"A monster...he's a monster!"

"The successor of the Human Emperor... Is this the true successor of the Human Emperor? He can even control his own destiny!"

"No wonder...no wonder he was able to defeat a quasi-emperor with the body of a Saintly Ruler! It turns out his greatest trump card wasn't that ancient bronze coffin at all, but this legendary forbidden power!"

After a brief silence came a tremor and fear that came from the depths of the soul.

Bathed in the radiance of the river of fate, Chu Feng remained indifferent, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

His gaze slowly fell on Liao Chen, the only one among the seven who dared to raise his head and stare at him with a mixture of shock, anger, and confusion.

It was this old bald monk who repeatedly caused me trouble.

Last time in the Bodhi Starfield, seeing that he was sensible, I let him go.

Unexpectedly, they dared to come to my door this time, and even brought three ancient Buddhas at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm, clearly intending to completely suppress me.

Chu Feng has never had much patience for such reckless individuals.

"Kneel down."

Chu Feng looked at Chen and calmly uttered two words.

The voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to possess a magical power that made words come true.

Upon hearing this, Liao Chen's withered old face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and his eyes blazed with endless humiliation and rage.

He was the leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, a powerful being at the Void God Realm, with the entire Buddhist sect of the heavens standing behind him. When had he ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

"You wicked creature! You won't get away with this... Ugh!"

Just as Liao Chen was about to rebuke him, the river of fate behind him suddenly trembled.

The chains of fate binding him tightened suddenly, and an irresistible, terrifying force, even surpassing the Heavenly Dao, crashed down!

"puff--"

Liao Chen felt as if his soul, his Dao fruit, and even everything in the past and future were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand and then pressed down sharply!

His legs buckled, and his kneecaps cracked with a sharp sound. He fell heavily to his knees in front of Chu Feng, completely out of control.

His knees slammed into the hard, white jade plaza, creating two deep dents.

This kneeling not only shattered his kneecaps, but also shattered all his dignity and pride as a great Buddhist master.

"You..." Liao Chen raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Chu Feng, his gaze as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Chu Feng looked down at him from his high position, his expression icy.

"I let you go last time because I thought you were sensible enough."

"I never expected you'd come here to die."

"You wicked creature! Do you know the unforgivable crime you have committed?!" Seeing that begging for mercy was futile, Liao Chen was instead enraged and roared, "You dare to meddle with destiny! This is a taboo that the Heavenly Dao forbids! You will be condemned by all the heavens and myriad realms, and your final fate will be the annihilation of both body and soul!"

His voice, like the mournful cry of a cuckoo, was filled with resentment and madness.

"I urge you to immediately hand over the remnant soul of that wicked monk, the Unfaithful Monk, and return with me to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect to atone for your sins. Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope for you! Otherwise, you will be hunted down by the entire Buddhist community, and you will find nowhere to hide, whether in heaven or on earth!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng's heart stirred.

It's that monk who can't do anything again.

This group of bald monks seems to have an unbelievably deep obsession with the monk Wufa.

"Senior," Chu Feng asked in his sea of ​​consciousness, "what exactly did you do to them? Why did they even target your remnant soul?"

"Hehehe..." The monk Wufa's signature wicked laughter rang out in his mind, carrying a hint of disdain and amusement.

"What else could it be? It's simply that I want to obtain the item that I obtained deep in the Bodhi Sea back then."

"Those hypocrites, while claiming to be slaying demons and monsters, are more filthy than anyone else in their hearts."

What lies deep within the Bodhi Sea?

A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Now is not the time to explore this.

He looked at Liao Chen, who seemed to have gone mad, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"There are many people who want to kill me. From the Great Qian Dynasty to this Heavenly Realm, they could line up from Baidi City to the gate of your Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect."

"We don't need one more from your Buddhist sect."

After saying that, Chu Feng was too lazy to waste any more words with him and had a sudden thought.

"No--!"

Liao Chen let out a desperate roar as he watched helplessly as the ancient bronze coffin, radiating an aura of endless ominousness and terror, slowly opened before him.

An irresistible force of devouring emanated from within the coffin.

His body, along with the nine-ringed tin staff, was forcibly dragged inside.

With a muffled thud, the coffin lid closed.

The monk Liaochen was completely annihilated, his soul and spirit turning into nourishment for the Burial Coffin.

After doing all this, Chu Feng's gaze fell upon the three ancient Buddha statues that were also bound by the chains of fate.

The three ancient Buddhas had long lost their previous solemn and dignified appearance; their enormous faces were now filled with terror and horror.

"Demon! You...you dare to devour members of the Buddhist sect! While the Buddha is merciful, even the Vajra is wrathful! All the Buddhas of the heavens will not let you go!"

"Put down your butcher's knife and turn back before it's too late! It's not too late to stop now!"

"Amitabha……"

Chu Feng frowned as he listened to their clamor.

At a time like this, why are you still chanting scriptures?

He raised his hand and grabbed at the three ancient Buddha statues, which were thousands of feet tall.

"Noisy."

boom!

The coffin of burial opened again, revealing a blood-red vortex.

Those three ancient Buddha images at the peak of Quasi-Emperor level, along with their Dao Fruits and divine souls powerful enough to suppress all heavens, were devoured without any resistance, becoming "great nourishment" for the Demoness, Thunder Lord, and others inside the Burial Coffin.

In an instant, the sacred and vast Buddha light in the world vanished completely.

Only on the other side remained the four Primordial Demon Emperors, still exuding overwhelming demonic energy and radiating a tyrannical and murderous aura, and the Primordial Demon Prince standing in front of them, whose face had become extremely ugly.

Chu Feng turned around, his strange eyes, one side radiating Buddhist light and the other overflowing with demonic energy, quietly looking at the Primordial Demon Prince.