"You want my life? You think you're so exceptional, just because you've become a two-star imperial sovereign? In my eyes, you're no more than a nobody who was lucky enough to have some opportunities. You've lost sight of your reality due to your prideful arrogance."
Prince Feng spoke with strong self-confidence, embodying the prestige of the Three-Star Imperial Dynasty. "Now, your greed blinds you, and you're only walking further down the path of demise. It's sorrowful. You really believe you're the greatest in the world?"
Chu Yuan did not flinch: "In my eyes, there are only those who must die and those who must not."
A cold flash appeared in Prince Feng's eyes.
The air twisted violently, and his power surged like an erupting flood. Prince Feng's hands covered with brilliance, and he pushed forward, resulting in a roaring wave sweeping towards him.
"Great Cutting Technique, Hand of Dissection!"
Chu Yuan, confronted by Prince Feng's move, remained tranquil.
He waved his hand, and the divine halo enveloped him, forming a realm around him. Sharp cutting lights appeared on his hand, which astoundingly cut the roaring wave into fragments.
The two collided in an instant. Despite Prince Feng's arrogant words, he put forth all his strength each time he attacked. His palm struck Chu Yuan's.
Upon contact with Chu Yuan's palm, Prince Feng felt a sharp pain and quickly withdrew. Looking at his hand, there were cuts, and blood oozed out.
"Hmm? You're quite capable, just injured under my Great Cutting Technique. An ordinary person would have lost their whole hand."
Chu Yuan uttered a voice of admiration.
However, this remark reached Prince Feng's ears as an immense insult. He, the Prince of the Three-Star Imperial Dynasty on the cusp of transcendence, merely received such praise.
"You're making me want to kill you more and more!" said Prince Feng.
Under the command of Lu Qianfu, the two hundred thousand divine warriors watched the fight from afar. Seeing Chu Yuan gaining the upper hand, they erupted like a tsunami, their shouts manifesting into visible waves. The earth trembled under their mighty shout.
Emperor Dawu, 'Da' and 'Emperor' removed, is the Martial Emperor.
In the eyes of the divine warriors, Chu Yuan was an omnipotent celestial god, existing like a sovereign ruler.
"Martial Emperor? Nonsense. You dare to call yourself the Martial Emperor? Aren't you afraid of divine punishment? You'll be struck by heaven's wrath and die."
"One Step Instant Kill! Die!"
Prince Feng suddenly deployed a Great Divine Power.
He stepped forward, condensing his power into a ray of light that twisted all the light around, hurting the eye, making it almost impossible to notice his attacking vibrations. That force fiercely headed straight for Chu Yuan's head to pierce it through.
"Orchestra of Ten Thousand Ways, Hand of the Human Sovereign!"
Chu Yuan invoked the ultimate teaching of the Human Sovereign Sutra.
The power conferred by the destiny of the country and the people gathered, becoming very majestic. The power soared up into the sky forming an ancient giant hand that evolved awe in the heart of all who saw it.
"What kind of power is this!"
Prince Feng exclaimed in shock and anger.
Under the covering of Chu Yuan's Human Sovereign's Hand, he felt a sense of insignificance and submission, something he found impossible.
Boom! The giant hand descended, shattering his One Step Instant Kill in an instant. His whole body was hit hard by the giant hand, and the mana in his body seemed to tremble and shatter.
Although he was close to the realm of the Illuminated Divinity, he couldn't exert his full potential.
Chu Yuan's giant hand swooped in again, giving Prince Feng no chance to breathe. This time, it was as if countless people from the Dawu Dynasty had formed their belief into his power. It pressed down like an enormous pillar from the heavens, causing a massive disturbance.
Prince Feng was indeed a prince of the Three-Star Imperial Dynasty, but he didn't have the qualification to gather the prestige of humanity and the power of national destiny.
In the face of this power, he too felt insignificant. He watched as the giant hand fell from the sky, smashing down onto him harshly, causing him to spray out a mouthful of fresh blood. He was in a wretched state.
"Hand of Ten Thousand Methods!"
Prince Feng could no longer care less. Emperor Dawu's power was beyond his expectations.
Distorting his power, he seemed to be conjuring thousands of huge hands. His mana surged to its limit, and a bright light beamed towards Chu Yuan, unleashing his earth-shattering kill move.
Chu Yuan simply retorted with the back of his hand.
Power of Thunder and Fire, Thunder and Fire Technique!
He combined the power of Great Thunder Technique and Great Fire Technique, striking down like an apocalyptic calamity!
"Ah! How dare you injure me!"
The Thunder and Fire Technique was too ferocious; Prince Feng was also hit, his skin and flesh devastated, his screams constant.
The shouts from the two hundred thousand divine warriors shook the heavens.
"Who dares to kill me, me, the noble Prince Feng of the Cheng Imperial Dynasty?"
The wave of momentum caused him to lose some of his own. He put forward his background to press down on Chu Yuan, but in reality, he had already lost.
"I don't care who you are, the Cheng Imperial Dynasty, the Prince, those who are enemies with me, will all die!"
Chu Yuan summoned the divine halo and struck him on the head.
"How can this two-star dynasty have such a person? I can't fight him anymore, otherwise there's a good chance I will die here!"
Prince Feng was now scared. Chu Yuan's image was too imposing, even more majestic than the rulers of the Cheng Dynasty. He screamed, "It's impossible to kill me! I will be back, and that will be your end!"
"Closed Sky, Locked Earth!"
Just as Prince Feng was fleeing, the divine halo magnified infinitely and a divine light shone upon him.
The Closed Sky, Locked Earth, was a domain ability.
Everyone watched as the divine light seemed to solidify. Incapable of breaking free despite his attacks, Prince Feng found himself trapped. After all, the divine artifact was something even the Three-star Imperial Dynasty didn't dare to imagine owning.
The realm of divine halo was getting smaller and smaller!
"I will not surrender! You don't expect me to surrender!"
Prince Feng screamed.
"I didn't ask you to surrender!"
Chu Yuan clasped his hands together, and the divine halo shrank rapidly and tightened around Prince Feng's neck, locking not only his body, but also his earth-shattering mana.
"You...you mean to kill me!"
As death approached, Prince Feng finally understood that he had to pay his dues.
His throat gurgled, difficulty emitting sounds like choking rooster. Judging from his eyes, he seemed to want to speak more threatening words.
However, Chu Yuan didn't give him any more opportunities.
A person walked up to him, extended his hand to go straight for his face causing destructive mana to impact Prince Feng's spirit. This instantly turned his head into mush, and his spirit also disintegrated into a paste, silent.
Poor Prince Feng, once mighty and on top, now ended up a dead body.
[Option 1: Absorb Prince Feng's power with the Great Devour Technique, gaining three hundred Destiny Points.]
[Option 2: Use Prince Feng's flesh and divine soul to quickly cultivate divine grains of rice, gaining three hundred Destiny Points.]
At this moment, two somewhat strange options were put before Chu Yuan.