Chapter 2740
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There's a powerful barrier in the space of the Western Region. This is the aura of the Golden Crow Clan's leader. No wonder no one in the Holy World noticed such a huge incident. "
Feng Wuchen sensed that the space of the Western Region was covered by a barrier.
"Lord Supreme Being, the Western Region Teleportation Gate only allows entry and exit. It has already been controlled by the Golden Crow Clan," Venerable Asura said respectfully.
"It's good that you're allowed to enter. Let's go and take a look at the Western Region," Feng Wuchen said with a smile. He waved his hand and brought Supremacy Shura to the portal of the Profound Sage World.
"Lord Supreme, just … just the two of us? The strength of the Golden Crow Clan is terrifying. Every True Immortal expert is stronger than the Dragon Ancestor and the others, "Supremacy Shura asked in shock as he looked at Feng Wuchen with a stiff expression.
Although Supremacy Shura knew that the mysterious power in Feng Wuchen's body was terrifying, he felt that it was only slightly stronger than Long Shenghun and the others. It was impossible for him to defeat the Golden Crow Clan.
Feng Wuchen had once given Supremacy Shura a chance to live. How could he harm Feng Wuchen?
"Let's go." Feng Wuchen smiled and didn't mind.
After entering the portal, Feng Wuchen and Supremacy Shura arrived at the portal of the Western Region in a few seconds.
A gloomy aura filled with resentment hit them head-on. The space of the Western Region was dark as if they had arrived in hell.
"The aura has completely changed. The gloomy aura and the thick smell of blood. Has the Western Region become like this?" Feng Wuchen frowned. It was a completely different world.
Supremacy Shura said with grief and indignation, "Lord Supreme, the Western Region has become hell."
"Welcome to the territory of the Golden Crow Clan." A True Immortal expert guarding the portal of the Western Region sneered.
"Lord Supreme, he's a True Immortal expert of the Golden Crow Clan!" Supremacy Shura said in horror. His face was pale and his body trembled.
Feng Wuchen glanced at him coldly and didn't take it to heart.
"Don't even think about leaving the territory of the Golden Crow Clan." The True Immortal of the Golden Crow Clan sneered arrogantly.
"Destroy!"
Feng Wuchen slowly raised his hand and pointed his palm at the Golden Crow Tribe elite. With a low shout, the Golden Crow Tribe elite instantly turned into countless specks of light and dissipated.
He was reduced to ashes.
"…" The Venerable Shura was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He was scared out of his wits.
What kind of terrifying power was this?
A True Immortal expert that was even more terrifying than the Dragon Soul Killer. With a single shout from Feng Wuchen, he could turn this person into ashes.
"Just how terrifying is Lord Supreme's strength?" Venerable Shura's heart was filled with extreme fear. His teeth were chattering non-stop.
Feng Wuchen slowly closed his eyes and sensed the entire space of the Western Domain.
All kinds of cries for help, screams, cries, and so on. Countless people were terrified and desperate. Countless xiuzhe were injured and old. The Golden Crow Clan could be said to have fully displayed their cold-bloodedness and heartlessness.
"Just to break through to the Nine-star True Immortal Realm?" Feng Wuchen's heart was filled with rage.
"The auras of the Shadow Devil Lord and Old Ghost Yan Ming have disappeared. The Holy Venerables of the Western Domain are almost wiped out. There aren't many Saint Emperors left. Countless xiuzhe were killed. They either had their blood essence devoured, their life essence devoured, or both," Feng Wuchen said as he sensed. His face was getting more and more unpleasant.
"…" The Venerable Shura was dumbfounded.
"The factions of the Western Domain, even the third-rate ones, have suffered a devastating blow. It's too late." Feng Wuchen shook his head and slowly opened his eyes.
It wasn't that Feng Wuchen and the others were too late.
It was that the Golden Crow Clan was too fast.
The factions of the Western Domain and countless xiuzhe were powerless against the Golden Crow True Immortal experts.
Devouring blood essence and life essence was as easy as flipping a hand for a True Immortal.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand and brought the Venerable Shura to the Dark Palace of the Life Spirit.
The majestic palace had been razed to the ground. The elites of the Dark Palace of the Life Spirit had all disappeared, leaving behind a large number of corpses and injured.
Whether it was the corpses or the injured, their blood essence and life essence had all been devoured. Their faces were all old.
"Venerable Shura, the … the Palace Lord and the elders have all been captured," a severely injured Saint Emperor said with difficulty. His pale and old face was filled with fear.
"The Supreme of the Dragon Gods!" The moment they saw Feng Wuchen, everyone in the Dark Palace of the Life Spirit was shocked.
A glimmer of hope ignited in their hearts.
"Lord Supreme, please save us. We don't want to die yet."
"Lord Paragon, our blood essence and life essence have been devoured! Lord Paragon, please save us!"
"Lord Supreme, please save us."
Everyone knelt and begged.
"Lord Supreme, can they still be saved?" Looking at the severely injured people, the Venerable Shura suppressed his grief and anger and asked. The moment he asked, the Venerable Shura realized something.
Feng Wuchen did not answer. Even if they could be saved, Feng Wuchen did not want to waste time and soul power. After all, they had nothing to do with Feng Wuchen.
Moreover, the Dark Palace of the Life Spirit was a force under the Sky Devil Tribe.
Since they were enemies, Feng Wuchen naturally did not care if they lived or died.
"Stay here and take care of them. I'll go take a look elsewhere," Feng Wuchen said lightly and disappeared in a flash.
Feng Wuchen looked around. The outcome of any force was the same.
Even the children were not spared. The seventeen- or eighteen-year-old boys and girls looked like they were in their fifties or sixties.
The Golden Crow Tribe was ruthless and cruel. It was beyond Feng Wuchen's imagination.
"Hmm? Are they still fighting? "Feng Wuchen suddenly frowned. He looked to the left and immediately flashed out.
When Feng Wuchen appeared again, he was already in the sky above a city.
In the city, three True Immortal experts were wantonly seizing a large number of cultivators' blood essence and life origin, ignoring the pleas of the cultivators.
Miserable screams were endless. A large number of cultivators fell one after another. Their faces were aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"They're simply inhumane. They can even absorb life origin. Have they all cultivated the Dark Palace of the Life Spirit's cultivation technique?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
Feng Wuchen could not stand it anymore. He immediately shouted angrily, "Stop!"
Feng Wuchen's angry shout resounded through the city. It carried a terrifying aura and pressure, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
The sudden roar instantly silenced the city. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the void.
"Oh? There's actually someone who dares to ask us to stop? "A True Immortal sneered mockingly. He looked at the sky above the city with cold and fierce eyes.
"You've got guts. How dare you interfere with the matters of the Golden Crow Tribe?" Another True Immortal sneered disdainfully.
However, when they looked up and saw Feng Wuchen, they were suddenly scared out of their wits. Their mocking and disdainful expressions disappeared instantly and were replaced by endless fear.
"Feng … Feng Wuchen!" The three True Immortal experts trembled and broke out in cold sweat.
(End of Chapter)
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