"Chu Feng, hand over the Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin, and I'll let you leave!"

Jiang Wang roared incessantly.

The Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin is of paramount importance!

It is a secret treasure of the Jiang clan, and only he, the young master, can use the Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin.

Because only the direct descendants of the Jiang family possess sufficiently pure Soul-Devouring Demon Blood!

"Heh~"

"I'll leave it to you?"

Are you worthy?

Chu Feng sneered.

Boom!

Then, Chu Feng stepped forward, covering a distance of a hundred feet in a single stride.

Clearly, Chu Feng's martial arts cultivation has reached the limit of the fifth level of the Innate Realm, and his physique has also reached the level of a half-step Martial Lord.

The difference between the fourth level of innate cultivation and the limit of the fifth level of innate cultivation is like an insurmountable chasm!

"You won't get away with this!"

"I would rather destroy the Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin than hand it over to a piece of trash like you!"

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

Jiang Wang roared madly, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, and a thick black mist swept out, instantly enveloping Chu Feng within a radius of a thousand meters.

Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin!

This is the most core heirloom of the Jiang royal family!

The Jiang clan has a long history, and its members have produced several extraordinary talents who have amazed the ages, ruling over the Southern Ridge, subjugating many forces in the Southern Ridge, and even unifying the Eastern Yue Kingdom.

Within the Jiang clan, every member of the Jiang clan carries a trace of the Soul-Devouring Demon Emperor's bloodline!

The Soul-Devouring Demon Emperor is the ruler of the Southern Ridge!

His bloodline is unparalleled in the world.

Even the slightest bit of power can easily crush a strong person of the same level.

This was a truly invincible martial emperor who could destroy a country with a single word and slaughter countless lives with a single thought. He was known as the 'Martial Emperor of Nanling'!

"Chu Feng, prepare to die!"

Jiang Wang's figure was illusory, hidden in the darkness, manipulating the power of the Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin.

Buzz!

In an instant, a massive, pitch-black demonic coffin materialized and pressed down on Chu Feng!

The aura emanating from the Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin grew increasingly eerie.

At this moment, Chu Feng felt as if he had fallen into the depths of darkness!

"Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin!"

Is this all you're relying on?

"Unfortunately, you underestimated me after all."

"You have no idea how powerful the power of martial will is!"

boom!

Chu Feng's voice echoed.

Immediately afterwards, the golden flame spear that Chu Feng carried on his back suddenly shot into the sky, bursting forth with dazzling golden flames!

Buzz buzz buzz!

Inscriptions shimmered on the golden spear tip, releasing terrifying energy.

boom!

The golden flame spear flew out of his hand, transforming into a dazzling golden rainbow, and crashed violently into the enormous demonic coffin.

Click!

A crisp sound rang out, and the Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin trembled violently, its surface covered with black demonic runes that began to crumble.

"What's this?"

Jiang Wang stared wide-eyed, his eyes bulging like copper bells.

Right now.

The golden flame spears surrounding Chu Feng were not spiritual weapons, but merely ordinary pieces of iron!

However, when Chu Feng activated the quality of the Golden Flame Battle Spear, the inscriptions that appeared on it were so powerful that they could even shake the Soul Devouring Demon Coffin!

"not good!"

Jiang Wang screamed and turned to run.

He could clearly sense that the terrifying power emanating from the inscriptions on the golden flame spear had completely surpassed his own.

In fact, the number is still increasing.

Damn it!

"What the hell is this?"

As Jiang Wang fled, he cursed and swore in anger.

At this moment, the Soul-Devouring Coffin began to tremble.

The Soul-Devouring Demon Coffin, though a forbidden artifact, still requires a person to refine and nurture it!

Jiang Wang only had the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Innate Realm, which was enough to barely control the Soul Devouring Demon Coffin. Even if it was only for a short time, it still consumed nearly 90% of his true essence cultivation.

Now, his life is over and he is on the verge of death!

If we continue fighting, we'll surely die!

Therefore, Jiang Wang decisively chose to flee!

The Soul-Devouring Coffin is a heirloom of the Jiang clan and must not be lost!

"Chu Feng, don't force me!"

"Otherwise, once I escape, I will surely kill you to avenge myself."

"At that time, everyone in your Chu family, including all the descendants of your Chu family, will suffer..."

Before Jiang Wang could finish his sinister words, a flash of sword light pierced through the air and struck him.

Pfft!

Blood splattered.

A hideous wound appeared on Jiang Wang's chest, shocking to the eye, his robes stained with blood!

"How is that possible?"

"Your strength has actually improved by so much?"

"Could it be that after you consumed the blood of the Holy Maiden of the Jiang Clan, you actually absorbed all of the Holy Maiden of the Jiang Clan's bloodline power?"

"This is tantamount to plundering other people's resources to improve one's own martial arts strength!"

You are utterly inhuman!

Jiang Wang wailed in pain, venomously denouncing Chu Feng.

He didn't expect that.

Chu Feng was so ruthless, using the bloodline of the Chu family head's son as bait to lure him out.

What terrified Jiang Wang even more was that after Chu Feng revealed the sharpness and power of this sword, he realized that he was no longer Chu Feng's match.

"I did indeed absorb the bloodline power of the Holy Maiden of the Jiang Clan!"

"But how could it be the power of the Jiang Clan's Holy Maiden's bloodline?"

"Have you forgotten that I used the Nine Hells Demon Scripture back in the Jiang Clan's royal city? ... The blood of the Jiang Clan royal family flows in my veins!"

At this point, Chu Feng suddenly stopped.

He remained silent for a moment.

Chu Feng slowly raised his head, a faint, indifferent smile playing on his lips.

"I won't kill you."

"After all, your father, Jiang Heng, and I were once acquainted."

"I promised your father I would spare your life."

The Jiang royal family is a top martial arts family in the Southern Ridge, possessing many powerful lineages.

Some of these traditions are closely related to the Jiang royal family.

In particular, Chu Feng had met the head of the Jiang royal family, the Jiang clan patriarch, in the royal city!

If Chu Feng were to rashly storm into the Jiang Clan's palace and slaughter all the old monsters of the Jiang royal family...

Chu Feng will definitely be hunted down by the entire martial arts world of Nanling!

"You won't kill me?"

"Hahaha……"

"Chu Feng, I think you've been scared out of your wits!"

“Over the years, my father has never taken me away from Nanling, for fear of angering the major powers in Nanling.”

"And you little beast, not only did you trespass into the Jiang royal palace, but you also dared to say that you wouldn't kill me? You little beast, do you really think you're a member of the Jiang royal family?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang's face was filled with deep sarcasm.

In the Nanling region, besides the Jiang royal family, there are also some powerful sects!

These sects also have powerful figures, such as kings and marquises, presiding over them!

"Jiang Wang, you're too naive!"

Chu Feng shook his head and sighed.

"Jiang Wang, from the day you set foot in Nanling, you were destined to become a prisoner, and no matter how much you struggle, you cannot escape!"

"You are now my target."

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Feng stomped his foot on the ground, instantly unleashing a terrifying aura that swept outwards like a storm.