"Flaming Tribe? Supreme God? "
Feng Wuchen's lips curled into a disdainful sneer. He walked step by step toward the terrified Flame Emperor's soul.
"Burning Supreme God Body?" Feng Wuchen said in disdain. "In my eyes, you are just stronger cultivators. Nothing."
"The arrogance of the Flaming Tribe is really annoying. I am very annoyed by the arrogance of the Flaming Tribe."
"The Flaming Flame Divine Power is nothing. It is much weaker than the Chaos Divine Power. I really don't understand what makes you so arrogant."
Flaming Emperor's Soul looked at Feng Wuchen in horror and asked, "What Divine Power did you just use?"
"You don't have the right to know." Feng Wuchen sneered. "You only need to know that if I, Feng Wuchen, want to kill you, it will be as easy as killing an ant."
"The Chaos Temple has ordered that anyone from the Flaming Tribe who steps into the Chaos Realm will be killed. Whoever interferes will be killed. Now that the Flaming Tribe has openly ignored the Chaos Temple's order and stepped into the Chaos Realm, you should know the consequences."
"Clan Leader Flame Emperor, this isn't the Chaos Shrine bullying your Flame Tribe. It's your Flame Tribe that's too arrogant. At the end of the day, it's your Flame Tribe that dug your own grave. You should know what happened."
Flaming Emperor's Soul's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You want to destroy the Flaming Tribe?"
"You delivered yourselves to my doorstep. Why not?" Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Moreover, the Flaming Tribe is the one who is arrogant, isn't it?" Feng Wuchen continued to sneer.
"…" Flaming Emperor's Soul was speechless. He was angry and frightened.
Flaming Emperor's Soul regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
"Chaos Temple, listen up. Surround everyone from the Flaming Tribe, including the Celestial Mountain," Feng Wuchen ordered.
"Yes!" The experts from the Chaos Temple and the forces under them shouted respectfully. Their blood was burning with excitement.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
The War God Guards and beasts moved out. The experts from the Chaos Temple and the forces under them all moved out.
Flaming Emperor's Soul panicked.
Feng Wuchen was serious.
Everyone in the Flaming Tribe began to panic.
Great Elder Yanfeng and the others couldn't control the panic and worry in their hearts.
The power that the Flame Emperor's Soul had gained from burning a part of its Supreme God Body had already been consumed. Now, it was no match for the Chaos Mysterious Fire Beast.
As for the other experts of the Flaming Race, the War God Guards and the mutated beasts were enough to deal with them.
"Great Elder, what should we do? The War God Guards are terrifyingly strong. How are we going to deal with them? "A Primal Chaos Heavenly Venerate asked in horror, his body trembling.
Great Elder Yanfeng said angrily, "Is Feng Wuchen really going to destroy our Flame Race?"
"The Flaming Tribe has no way out. We can only fight our way out!" Elder Flaming Moon said angrily. If they wanted to live, they could only fight a bloody battle.
Third Elder Yan Wuming said in a deep voice, "We can hide in the Primal Chaos Domain."
"I'm afraid Feng Wuchen won't give us a chance." Yanfeng said solemnly.
"It's over! Our Flaming Tribe is finished! "The Flaming Tribe fell into despair.
Facing the War God Guards, mutated beasts, and the experts of the Primal Chaos Temple, they couldn't fight their way out even if they fought to the death.
Not to mention fighting their way out, the entire Flaming Tribe had lost their fighting spirit.
The Flaming Thearch Spirit had been suppressed by Feng Wuchen. How could they still have the confidence?
Now, as long as Feng Wuchen gave the order, the Flaming Tribe would definitely be destroyed.
"Clan Leader Flaming Thearch Spirit, are you regretting it now?" Feng Wuchen asked with a cold smile.
The Flaming Thearch Spirit's old face was incomparably ferocious. He wanted to swallow Feng Wuchen alive, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability.
A dignified Primal Chaos expert was actually suppressed by a Seventh Stage Primal Chaos Divine Master. Who would dare to believe this?
The Flaming Thearch Spirit gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Feng Wuchen, what do you want?"
Feng Wuchen shrugged and sneered. "I don't want anything. I just want to destroy your Yan Clan."
"You!" The Flaming Thearch Spirit was furious.
Feng Wuchen was determined to destroy his Flame Race.
What should he do?
The Flaming Thearch Spirit couldn't think of a solution.
"Young Master, give the order," Bloodthirsty Ares said respectfully.
"Wait!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the Flame Race palace.
"Tian 'er?" The Flaming Thearch Spirit's old face changed.
In the next second, a man in white brocade appeared, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.
This person was the Young Master of the Flame Race, Yan Wutian.
Yan Wutian's cultivation had reached the Fifth Stage Primal Chaos Heavenly Master Realm, and he was one of the top geniuses in the Chaos Realm.
"Yan Wutian." Fire War God frowned slightly.
"Fifth Stage Primal Chaos Heavenly Master, as expected of a top genius in the Chaos Realm." Mad Emperor War God sneered.
Bloodthirsty Ares and Tenyou Ares were also quite surprised.
Yan Wutian's strength was indeed very strong.
Among the top geniuses in the Chaos Realm, there were less than five people who could defeat him.
"Young Master!" The Flame Race looked over as if they saw a glimmer of hope.
"I'm Yan Wutian, Young Master of the Flame Race." Yan Wutian looked at Feng Wuchen and said politely.
"What a strong cultivation, much stronger than Emperor Lingyun. Master, this guy must be a top genius in the Chaos Realm." Dragon Shenjian's voice came.
"This person's strength is probably comparable to a Sixth Stage Primal Chaos Heavenly Master." Divine Eyes said respectfully.
Feng Wuchen looked at Yan Wutian and asked, "What's the matter?"
Yan Wutian cupped his fists politely and said with a smile, "Young Master, this time it was indeed the Flame Race's fault. The Protector insulted you, but the Flame Race didn't sincerely apologize. Instead, they humiliated the Chaos Temple. The Flame Race is indeed too arrogant."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the Flame Race changed dramatically.
The Flame Race's Young Master actually bowed his head to the Chaos Temple. Wasn't this tarnishing his reputation as a top genius?
"At least you spoke up for the Flame Race." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
"The Flame Race has made a big mistake this time. On behalf of the Flame Race, I sincerely apologize to you and the Chaos Temple. I hope you can give the Flame Race a chance," Yan Wutian said politely.
"An apology is enough?" the Chaos Mysterious Fire Beast said coldly. "Don't you know what your grandfather wanted to do?"
If Feng Wuchen hadn't suppressed the Flame Emperor's Soul, Yan Wutian wouldn't have come out to apologize. He would have accepted the destruction of the Chaos Temple.
"Chaos Protector, I know an apology can't resolve this grudge. If the Chaos Temple can give the Flame Race a chance, we are willing to accept any punishment," Yan Wutian said politely.
"Accept any punishment?" The Flame Emperor's Soul and Flame Wind were stunned.
Everyone in the Chaos Temple was quite shocked. They couldn't believe it.
But other than this, there was no other way.
"As expected of the Flame Race's Young Master. You are indeed bold." The Chaos Mysterious Fire Beast sneered.
"Are you sure you can accept any punishment?" Feng Wuchen asked mockingly, his cold eyes sweeping over Yan Wutian.
"Yes." Yan Wutian didn't hesitate.
Feng Wuchen sneered. "If I kill you now, would you be willing?"
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