Nine Realms Sword Emperor

This Young Master Lei transformed into his true form, already possessing boundless power. Coupled with the empowerment of Thunder Power, the entire Ancient Serpent Chamber trembled in fear, and many Emperors hastily left, wishing to avoid disaster.

Afraid of being caught up in it.

"It's over, it's over, this kid is really going to die."

Hong Mu could see that Young Master Lei was truly angry. Young Master Lei inherited the bloodline of the Thunder Serpent, and though his Realm was merely the Heavenly Realm.

If Young Master Lei unleashed his full power, it would be as fierce as the strength of an unrivaled ancestor from the Immortal Realm. Not even Hong Mu dared to resist, let alone Chu Feng who was merely an Emperor.

In his view, Chu Feng was definitely doomed. It's only a pity about the wealth on Chu Feng.

"Foolish, daring to provoke Young Master Lei."

Another mysterious middle-aged man suddenly appeared, shaking his head and speaking.

Everyone believed that with this strike, Chu Feng was undoubtedly dead.

"Boom!"

The thunderous attack immediately struck Chu Feng's body.

"Rumble!"

Chu Feng's location was already filled with endless thunderstorm, and Chu Feng at the storm's center seemed obviously dead.

But at this moment, the thunder suddenly dispersed, and a dragon's might burst forth from Chu Feng's location. Chu Feng's figure suddenly emerged from the lightning.

Unscathed, a layer of golden dragon scales around him completely resisted the Thunder Power.

"What's going on?"

"This is the Ancient Dragon King Body? The Dragon Clan's Body Refinement secret technique? This person actually knows it? Could he be a descendant of that Dragon King?"

Hong Mu was stunned but then reacted, speaking.

Given his experience, he naturally saw that the golden dragon scales appearing on Chu Feng were the Dragon Clan's Body Refinement secret technique, the Ancient Dragon King Body.

It's rumored that even within the Dragon Clan, those who can train in the Ancient Dragon King Body are very few, only descendants of a Dragon King have the qualifications to learn it.

Could it be that Chu Feng is actually a descendant of a Dragon King?

With the strike incomplete, Young Master Lei noticed the golden dragon scales appearing on Chu Feng, his eyes flickering as he pondered, then he coldly sneered and said.

"Seems you have some identity, but so what even if you're a Dragon King's descendant? During the sealed kingdom period, you dared to come to the Ancient Snake Country; you've broken the rules. Killing you, even if your family is strong, they wouldn't dare go rampant!"

Young Master Lei's gaze remained murderous.

No matter if Chu Feng's backing was indeed that mighty Dragon Clan family, Chu Feng had violated the rules, so even if he died in the Ancient Snake Country, they wouldn't have a reason to avenge.

Moreover, the Lei family, being one of the eight great royal families of the Ancient Snake Country, fears no Dragon King family.

"I want to see how many times your turtle shell can withstand!"

As he spoke, Young Master Lei gathered Spiritual Power again, rolling thunder reappeared, instantly transforming into a spear in the air, aiming directly at Chu Feng!

"Hiss!"

The Thunder Spear tore through the void, its speed reaching the extreme, piercing towards Chu Feng.

This Thunder Spear alone, even if faced by a supreme ancestor from the Immortal Realm, would leave them half-crippled if not dead, let alone Chu Feng who was merely in the Destiny Realm.

No matter how resilient the Ancient Dragon King Body is, it cannot possibly withstand his spear.

"Kid, with this move, you must die!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Young Master Lei's eyes, already picturing the scene of Chu Feng being impaled by the Thunder Spear in the next moment.

"Is that all you've got?"

Chu Feng suddenly raised his head, watching Young Master Lei strike. Seeing the Thunder Spear, his eyes flashed with disdain.

"Even Emperor wouldn't dare hope for one move to kill me."

Facing a prospective Emperor, Chu Feng still had the capital for a fight, and if a true Emperor wanted to kill Chu Feng in one shot, it would be a tale of fantasy.

Especially this Young Master Lei before him.

"Forget it, I gave you a chance, if you don't cherish it, then die."

A killing intent emerged in Chu Feng's eyes, seeing that he had spared, yet Young Master Lei didn't appreciate it, then Chu Feng saw no need to spare.

"Facing death, yet so arrogant!"

Young Master Lei sneered dismissively.

To him, Chu Feng's words seemed merely bravado.

"Is that so?"

Chu Feng didn't bother to refute, but instead suddenly extended his hand, reaching for that Thunder Spear.

"What's this kid doing? Suicide?"

Hong Mu and the mysterious middle-aged man were simultaneously shocked; this action of grabbing the Thunder Spear bare-handed was simply suicidal.

Knowing the sharpness of Thunder Spear, below the prospective Emperor, no one dared take it lightly; even they, when facing the Thunder Spear, would prioritize dodging not confrontation.

As for bare-handedly grabbing the sharpness of Thunder Spear, that's sheer suicide.

In their sight, Chu Feng reached out to grab the Thunder Spear. Surprisingly, not much Spiritual Power erupted from Chu Feng's palm.

The incomparably sharp Thunder Spear was suddenly grasped in Chu Feng's palm, and even when its edge pierced into Chu Feng's hand, it couldn't leave a single scratch.

Despite the Thunder Spear's sharpness, it couldn't break Chu Feng's palm?

Even more, from Chu Feng's hand, they couldn't feel even a hint of Spiritual Power, meaning that Chu Feng was using his physical body to hold the Thunder Spear directly.

"How is this possible?"

This time, Hong Mu, the mysterious middle-aged man, and Young Master Lei were all stunned, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

The sharpness of Thunder Spear was renowned across the imperial capital; even prospective Emperors had tried grabbing the Thunder Spear with their body and suffered significant injuries.

Now, in Chu Feng's palm, the Thunder Spear couldn't even escape, nor break any skin.

This physical body was tougher than a prospective Emperor's.

"Thunder Spear, merely so."

Chu Feng calmly spoke; under everyone's astonished gaze, Chu Feng clenched the Thunder Spear forcefully in his palm.

"Crack!"

In an instant, the Thunder Spear was crushed directly in Chu Feng's palm, not just resisting with a physical body, but easily shattering Young Master Lei's trump card, the Thunder Spear.

"Damned, could this person be a prospective Emperor? No, I must return to my family, wait for the family's experts to come. Even if this kid is disguising as a prospective Emperor, he must die!"