The destructive power beyond the limits of the Seven Divine Realms was being toyed with in Huo Lingtian’s hands.

Instantly, it returned to calm.

One can imagine how terrifying his power is.

This scene deeply shocked everyone in the Dragon God Palace once again, including the Transcendent Saints like Donghuang Wuji.

"How about it, Feng Wuchen, do you feel despair? Your fusion technique from so many people is like ants before me." Huo Lingtian said coldly, as the supreme pressure spread.

In that moment, Feng Wuchen felt unprecedented pressure, as if an ocean was pressing on his shoulders, cold sweat dripping down his back.

The mere pressure was enough to overwhelm Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen furrowed his brows, deeply solemn.

He tried to clench his fist tightly but found it difficult to muster strength, even his face had turned somewhat pale.

Saint Emperor experts disregard the Heaven and Earth Laws, which is what troubled Feng Wuchen the most.

"Such terrifying pressure, my body is somewhat unwilling to obey. What’s happening with Dantong? Still hasn’t shown up, could it be he’s not in the Divine Realm?" Feng Wuchen was increasingly uncomfortable, with his back soaked in cold sweat.

Long Tian Chou and others witnessed this and were all anxiously burning with worry.

Noticing Feng Wuchen’s expression, Huo Lingtian sneered disdainfully.

"Saintess, just watch. The powers of the Heaven and Earth Laws suppress you all, you cannot give your all; leave the rest to me," Huo Lingtian said with a glance backward, gently waving his hand, sending over four Healing Pills.

"Ling Tian brother, Grandpa is here." Bing Xue’er said hurriedly.

Huo Lingtian nodded, given his cultivation, he was naturally able to perceive it.

Lei Zhong smirked triumphantly, "Feng Wuchen, you will soon know what despair truly is."

"Ice Grandpa and the others are underestimating me, huh? With me here, no one can kill the Saintess and them," Huo Lingtian thought to himself, quite confident in his prowess.

His cold gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen, in the blink of an eye, he was behind Feng Wuchen, coldly taunting, "Feng Wuchen, if you have any trump cards, feel free to use them; this is your chance."

Before finishing his sentence, he was back in his original position, and Feng Wuchen had just turned his head, not seeing Huo Lingtian at all, as if he had never been there.

Besides Feng Wuchen, no one present noticed.

"So fast! If he had wanted to kill me earlier, I would already be dead," Feng Wuchen thought in shock, witnessing such terrifying speed for the first time, so fast he had no reaction.

"Act now." Huo Lingtian said coldly, his words carrying supreme authority.

Like a command!

"Master, with your strength, you can’t even hurt him if you fight to death," the Dragon God Sword transmitted.

Even if Feng Wuchen used the Qiankun Tower’s threefold combat power and the limitless force of the Sun Eye, it couldn’t harm Huo Lingtian at all.

"I know, but there’s no other way right now; Dantong may not be in the Divine Realm, but Xuan Mu and others are on their way," Feng Wuchen transmitted.

"Master, the four major forces are suppressed by the Ice Soul Clan, their arrival won’t change anything, instead, it’ll put the Dragon God Palace in jeopardy," the God Eye transmitted.

The four major forces of the Saint Emperor Clan cannot rival the Seven Clans, yet Feng Wuchen still calls them over, isn’t that courting death?

"Not calling them over, how will there be a chance to send people to the Holy Realm? I’ve already transmitted to them, they should send people to the Holy Realm," Feng Wuchen transmitted.

Sending people to the Holy Realm is the end goal for Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen understood the Divine Realm’s situation clearly; with the Seven Clans’ terrifying power, they could not contend.

Only the strong of the Holy Realm can save the Dragon God Palace.

Feng Wuchen drew Bing Wuqing and the others over to seize the chance for the Saint Emperor Clan to enter the Holy Realm.

"Ling Tian brother, I don’t think Feng Wuchen dares to act, with his Two-Star Saint power, he can’t defeat you; his pale face shows his fear," Jin Jing Tian sneered disdainfully.

"Without the Heaven and Earth Laws, I could crush him with a finger!" Lei Zhong yelled angrily, fixing his snake-like eyes on Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen, if you know what’s good for you, kneel and beg for mercy, maybe you’ll be spared," Feng Ji Tian teased with a sneer, already envisioning Feng Wuchen’s miserable fate.

Feng Wuchen’s expression was serious, saying nothing.

"Feng brother," Ling Xiaoxiao’s jade hands sweated coldly, immensely worried.

Everyone in the Dragon God Palace felt the same, unprecedented concern.

"Feng Wuchen, since you won’t act, then I won’t be polite!" Huo Lingtian said chillingly, every word carrying a frigid killing intent.

The words barely uttered, Huo Lingtian was already before Feng Wuchen.

With Huo Lingtian’s status and cultivation, he didn’t need to sneak attack Feng Wuchen, nor did he disdain doing so.

There’s no need at all.

Huo Lingtian suddenly appeared, a simple palm strike, seemingly effortless, feeling not even a hint of power.

Yet to Feng Wuchen, the simple palm strike rendered him powerless to withstand.

That palm carried supreme majesty.

"Such terrifying power!" Feng Wuchen thought in horror.

Feng Wuchen dared not be careless, immediately summoned the Holy Armor, activated origin power and ancient power, even the Divine Fire.

"Burning Sky Dragon God Palm!" Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth, meeting the strike with his own palm.

He must give his all.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

"Puh!"

The clash of palms erupted with a roar like the heavens raging; the next second, Feng Wuchen spat blood, flying like a cannonball.

In that instant, Feng Wuchen felt as if his body was falling apart.

"Boom boom boom!"

As Feng Wuchen passed, each majestic peak was laid to ruin.

"Feng brother!"

"Long Er!"

"Alliance Hierarch!"

Witnessing this, everyone in the Dragon God Palace couldn’t help but shout, hearts pounding.

A simple palm strike possessed such destructive power.

Feng Wuchen was utterly unable to withstand it, severely injured on the spot.

Donghuang Wuji and the Transcendent Saints were all dumbfounded.

Feng Ji Tian and his companions laughed excitedly, utterly relieved.

Tian Tu was the first to flash forward, rescuing the severely injured Feng Wuchen from afar.

"Master, how do you feel?" Tian Tu asked, full of worry and urgency.

Feng Wuchen’s face was pale like paper, weakly saying, "As expected of the Saint Emperor Realm, this guy is terrifying, even his physical strength I can’t resist."

What Feng Wuchen said was true, Huo Lingtian hadn’t used any powers, the simple palm strike was purely physical strength.

Huo Lingtian grabbed from afar, pulling the heavily injured Feng Wuchen towards him.

Tian Tu had no time to react.

Huo Lingtian activated power, forming seals with both hands, prompting a mysterious seal array to float before him.

Huo Lingtian’s face showed an excited and eager smile.

This moment, he couldn’t wait.

"This is the mark of the Resurrection Spell!" Seeing this mark, Feng Wuchen’s face changed drastically.