Chapter 1007
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Feng Wuchen made Ling Yun and the others admit defeat without any effort.
This was true strength! Strength that was recognized by everyone!
"I told you not to look for trouble. Now you regret it, right?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ling Yun and the others with a smirk.
"Feng Wuchen is even scarier than the Feng Wuchen that the Saintess said." Ling Chong smiled bitterly.
"Comparisons are odious. Our cultivation is above Feng Wuchen's. I can't believe that the six of us together can't do anything to him." Ling Yun looked depressed.
"Thank you!" Feng Wuchen cupped his fists politely.
"Big Brother Feng, let's go. Grandpa and Dad are waiting in the main hall. We've wasted a lot of time because of them," Ling Xiaoxiao said hurriedly and pulled Feng Wuchen toward the majestic palace.
As soon as he stepped into the Rakshasa Space, he was challenged by Ling Yun and the others. Feng Wuchen didn't even have time to look at the Rakshasa Space. He could only look around while flying toward the palace.
The Rakshasa Space was also a self-contained space created by the ancestors of the Rakshasa.
The Rakshasa Space had beautiful mountains and clear waters. The scenery was pleasant and the spiritual energy was abundant. It was boundless and made people yearn for it.
There were no celestial mountains floating in the sky like the Dragon Race. There were only many majestic palaces floating in the clear sky. It was awe-inspiring.
The most eye-catching thing was the huge main palace of the Rakshasa Space. It was built on a huge lake. From afar, the huge palaces that were hundreds of meters long looked like a mirage. It was very spectacular and eye-catching.
In the memory of the Evil Dragon God, Feng Wuchen had also been to the Rakshasa Space. However, the feeling of shock was completely different when he came here in person.
"What a powerful aura!" When passing by a towering mountain, Feng Wuchen sensed an extremely terrifying aura. He couldn't help but look at the peak of the mountain.
There was a man sitting cross-legged and cultivating. He seemed to have sensed Feng Wuchen's gaze. He opened his eyes slightly and two rays of light shot out.
His sharp gaze swept toward Feng Wuchen with a hint of hostility.
"The ninth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm!" Feng Wuchen thought to himself, but he was not too surprised. The reason why the Rakshasa's strength could increase was also because of the Dragon God Totem.
"His name is Ling Yuan. He's a cold person and doesn't like to interact with others. However, he's a cultivation maniac. After our bloodlines were upgraded, our cultivation improved greatly. The purer our bloodlines, the faster our cultivation speed. He took this opportunity to cultivate crazily." Ling Yun explained as he glanced at Ling Yuan.
Feng Wuchen nodded slightly and said nothing.
An extremely powerful aura emanated from the palace. There were dozens of experts in the Divine Transformation Realm alone. Their strength was terrifying.
In the majestic palace square, many Rakshasa powerhouses looked at the sky.
The moment Feng Wuchen stepped into the Rakshasa Tribe and fought with Ling Yun and the other five, they already knew. They also felt Feng Wuchen's domineering power.
'First Transformation Stage Nine of the Divine State. Seems like Ling Muyun was able to step into the First Transformation Stage because of the upgrade of his bloodline,' Feng Wuchen thought to himself.
"Welcome, Saintess!" In the square, the Rakshasa clansmen greeted respectfully. Many pairs of eyes were focused on Feng Wuchen.
Ling Xiaoxiao and Feng Wuchen descended, followed by Ling Yun and the others.
"Saintess, the family and elders are in the main hall," a man who looked like the leader said respectfully.
Ling Xiaoxiao held Feng Wuchen's arm and smiled. "Big Brother Feng, let's go in."
"So he's Feng Wuchen, a descendant of the Protoss. I didn't expect his strength to be so terrifying!"
"Ling Yun, is his strength really so terrifying? You guys lost so quickly? "
"I can't believe he's so terrifying. He's even younger than us!"
Looking at Feng Wuchen's back, the clansmen in the square were shocked and discussed.
Ling Yun smiled bitterly. "He didn't use his full strength at all. He just stood there and let us hit him. He's not injured at all."
Ling Yun's words instantly stunned the clansmen in the square.
In the main hall, the old patriarch Ling Muyun and the current patriarch Ling Xuan, as well as the elders and upper echelons of the Rakshasa Clan, were already waiting in the main hall.
"Feng Wuchen, you've finally come to the Rakshasa Clan." On the main seat, Ling Muyun smiled happily and sized up Feng Wuchen.
"Feng Wuchen greets the seniors." Feng Wuchen bowed politely.
Ling Xuan waved his hand and smiled. "You're welcome."
Ling Xuan and the noble lady kept sizing up Feng Wuchen with happy smiles on their faces. Clearly, they were very satisfied with this future son-in-law.
"Brother Feng, let me introduce you. This is my grandfather Ling Muyun, this is my father Ling Xuan, and this is my mother. This is the Great Elder Ling Xiaoyun, and this is …" Ling Xiaoxiao introduced them one by one to Feng Wuchen.
"Feng Wuchen, when you were fighting with Ling Yun and the rest earlier, Old Man saw that your Soul Power has reached the Ninth Grade. Is that true?" Great Elder Ling Xiaoyun asked hurriedly.
Feng Wuchen knew that he couldn't hide it from Ling Xiaoyun. He smiled faintly and said, "I just broke through not long ago."
"Ninth Grade!" Ling Muyun and the rest were shocked and in disbelief.
Who would dare to believe that the young man before them was a Ninth Grade Alchemist? There had never been such a young Ninth Grade Alchemist in the mainland. How terrifying was his talent?
"Ninth Grade Alchemist! This … "Madam Ling was extremely shocked. Her noble face was filled with horror.
"Mother, Brother Feng isn't just a Ninth Grade Alchemist. He's at the same level as Dendi. Other than that, Brother Feng is also a Ninth Grade Weapon Refiner. His Divine Weapon was refined by himself." Ling Xiaoxiao smiled proudly.
"What? Dendi's level? "Ling Xiaoyun's old face changed drastically. His eyeballs were about to pop out.
"Ninth Grade Weapon Refiner!" Ling Muyun and the rest of the upper echelons were shocked. Their expressions were stiff.
A Ninth Grade Alchemist was enough to make them feel disbelief. Now, it was Dendi and a Ninth Grade Weapon Refiner. How terrifying was that?
The main hall fell into a brief silence.
"Feng Wuchen, I've heard from Xiaoxiao that you can expel and cure the poison. I wonder if that's true?" Ling Xiaoyun asked excitedly.
"Of course. It's not a problem to help Great Elder cure the Fire Poison." Feng Wuchen nodded. Curing the Fire Poison was child's play for Feng Wuchen.
"That's great! The Old Man's Fire Poison can finally be cured! Because of the Fire Poison, the Old Man hasn't been able to break through to the Ninth Grade Realm as he wished for! "Ling Xiaoyun said excitedly. His old face was full of smiles.
Feng Wuchen came behind Ling Xiaoyun. Everyone looked at Feng Wuchen in unison. They were very curious and expectant.
Then, Feng Wuchen quickly tapped on Ling Xiaoyun's back. He performed an extremely mysterious technique. Then, he felt the Fire Poison in Ling Xiaoyun's body surging out wildly.
Feng Wuchen guided the Fire Poison out while devouring it.
Under the extremely shocked gazes of Ling Muyun, Ling Xuan, and the rest, Feng Wuchen helped Ling Xiaoyun cure the Fire Poison in a few moves.
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