In Dendi's Realm, he had the ability to control the soul.
The vigorous soul power covered the Crimson Emperor's body. The soul of the Crimson Emperor who had just died was still preserved in his body and would not dissipate immediately.
Feng Wuchen used his soul power to forcefully pull out the soul that was sleeping in the Crimson Emperor's body.
Seeing the Crimson Emperor's soul, the soldiers of the Dragon Temple cheered excitedly.
"Divine Spirit Technique! With my blood, return the soul to life! "Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted and formed a mysterious seal with his hands.
"It can't be wrong! It can't be wrong! " Yan Long's heart trembled. The familiar chant, the familiar seal, and the familiar scene all appeared in Yan Long's mind.
Feng Wuchen bit his finger and used his blood to fuse with his Vital Essence. His Vital Essence glowed with a faint bloody light. With a wave of his hand, the Vital Essence that contained Feng Wuchen's blood covered the Crimson Emperor's soul.
At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared at the Crimson Emperor's soul without blinking.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand again. The Crimson Emperor's soul flew down and entered the Crimson Emperor's body in the blink of an eye. A faint bloody light appeared on the surface of the body.
The soul was fusing with the Crimson Emperor's body. The Crimson Emperor's injuries were also recovering at a terrifying speed. This was exactly the same as when Feng Wuchen saved Beidou Yan.
Seeing that the Crimson Emperor's injuries were recovering quickly and he had already recovered his breath, the soldiers of the Dragon Temple were extremely excited.
"This … This is the legendary Super Power of Dendi's Realm that can bring people back to life!"
Tian Xianzi, Xia Yunxuan, and the rest were stunned. Their hearts trembled. It was the first time they had seen such a shocking scene.
Feng Wuchen could really bring people back to life!
What kind of terrifying Super Power was this?
As long as the soldiers of the Dragon Temple were not annihilated, wouldn't they be able to revive at any time?
He was worthy of being Dendi!
Feng Wuchen's cultivation had already stepped into the Heaven Realm. He had completely mastered the ability to bring people back to life. Previously, it was very difficult for him to save Beidou Yan. Now, it was as easy as turning his hand.
"The Crimson Emperor has been revived!" Liu Qingyang and the rest cheered excitedly.
"Temple master! I've been revived! I have revived! "The Crimson Emperor became excited.
"This brat's resurrection is so skillful!" Yan Long's heart shook again, as if he could see the Evil Dragon God's figure.
Following that, Feng Wuchen brought the soldiers back to life one after another. He only stopped to rest after exhausting all of his soul force.
After recovering his soul power, Feng Wuchen continued until the last soldier came back to life.
"Palace Master, thank you for bringing us back from the dead!" The Ruby Sovereign and the other revived soldiers knelt down in gratitude, tears of joy streaming down their faces.
The dead soldiers had all been resurrected. Feng Wuchen was exhausted, but a gratified smile appeared on his pale face. In the end, he fainted.
Feng Wuchen had exhausted all his energy, causing him to collapse and faint.
The moment Feng Wuchen fell, it frightened everyone in the Dragon God Temple.
"Don't worry. He just fainted from exhaustion," Yan Long said slowly.
"Senior, thank you for saving our Divine Dragon Temple," Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly expressed her gratitude as she looked at Yan Long.
"Senior, thank you for saving us!" Everyone in the Dragon God Temple thanked him.
Yan Long glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao. After taking a closer look, he revealed a surprised expression. Clearly, he had already guessed Ling Xiaoxiao's identity.
"No need to be polite. Go treat your injuries." Yan Long waved his hand.
With that, Yan Long waved his hand and lifted the unconscious Feng Wuchen up. Then, he flew away.
"Chen 'er!" Xiao Qingqing was a little worried but was stopped by Feng Zhengxiong.
Although he didn't know where Yan Long was taking Feng Wuchen, he didn't ask. The Dragon God Temple also didn't dare to stop them.
With Yan Long's terrifying strength, if he wanted to kill Feng Wuchen, he would have already done so.
In a peaceful forest far away from Dendi Mountain, Yan Long was helping Feng Wuchen recover his strength. Feng Wuchen's aura was rising rapidly.
In less than half an hour, Feng Wuchen slowly opened his eyes.
"Awake?" Yan Long said indifferently.
Feng Wuchen's face was still a little pale. Glancing at Yan Long, Feng Wuchen said, "Ask whatever you want."
"What's your relationship with the Evil Dragon God? Many of the things you have belong to the Evil Dragon God. Moreover, there isn't a second person in this world who has the Supreme Dragon God Technique. The Sovereign Body was created by the Evil Dragon God. The alchemy technique you practice was also created by the Evil Dragon God, "asked Yan Long, looking at Feng Wuchen calmly.
"Also, where is the Evil Dragon God sealed?" Yan Long continued to ask, becoming more and more excited.
Feng Wuchen pondered for a moment, then said, "The Evil Dragon God can be considered my Master. He gave everything to me, including the Dragon Soul and memories. Everything was given to me. The Evil Dragon God is no longer here."
Hearing Feng Wuchen's answer, Yan Long was stunned. He looked at Feng Wuchen, dumbstruck. It seemed like he couldn't accept Feng Wuchen's answer.
Shock, disbelief, doubt, and other expressions constantly changed.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Long gradually came back to his senses.
"Master is dead? That's impossible, I don't believe it. You must be lying to me. Master can't be dead. Master couldn't have given everything to you. Impossible. "Yan Long shook his head, his face filled with grief and indignation. He didn't believe Feng Wuchen's words.
Yan Long understood the Evil Dragon God. He didn't believe that the Evil Dragon God would easily give everything to a brat.
Moreover, how ambitious was the Evil Dragon God? How could he be willing to be sealed for thousands of years without taking revenge?
Feng Wuchen replied indifferently, "I can't help it if you don't believe me. That's the truth. Otherwise, how could I recognize you? Other than you, there were two other generals, but they died when the Evil Dragon God was sealed. Only you are still alive. "
"How did Master die?" Yan Long asked.
"Before he was sealed, the Evil Dragon God was already seriously injured. Only a wisp of his soul was left. Before his soul dissipated, he found me. If it weren't for the Evil Dragon God, I wouldn't have the cultivation and achievements I have today." Feng Wuchen answered.
After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued, "With my cultivation, even if I'm in the Heaven Realm now, I can't threaten the Evil Dragon God's soul, let alone a few years ago. If he didn't want it, how could I have the ability to take it by force?"
Hearing this, Yan Long fell silent. His face seemed to have aged a few decades, and he looked haggard with grief and indignation.
"I've said everything that needs to be said. It's up to you to believe it or not." Feng Wuchen finished speaking and returned to the Shenlong Temple.
After this battle, the Shenlong Temple's vitality had been greatly damaged. It was the most serious one.
The Shenlong Temple couldn't withstand many such battles. Feng Wuchen had to find a way to help the people of the Shenlong Temple improve their cultivation and find a way to strengthen the Shenlong Temple.
"The Dragon Clan!" Yan Long's face suddenly became ferocious. He gritted his teeth and a surging and terrifying aura burst out. It swept in all directions with overwhelming murderous intent.
The terrifying energy of the eighth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm was released uncontrollably. The void shook and collapsed, causing the Wuji Domain to fall into panic again.
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