Three Times Suppressing Chen Wen, Defiant Unto Death

Chen Wen said nothing. He merely silently circulated the power within him once more, raising his Combat Power Ceiling to its peak.

"Descendant of later generations, what matter do you have to summon me for?"

At that moment, the Colossal Shadow whose appearance could not be seen clearly finally spoke.

Phoenix Emperor Jun half-knelt and said, "Descendant Phoenix Emperor Jun beseeches Ancestor to help me slaughter all foreign enemies."

"Just this brat?" The Colossal Shadow's gaze fell upon Chen Wen as he spoke indifferently.

As his voice fell, strange echoes continuously reverberated between heaven and earth, lingering without end.

"Yes, Ancestor," Phoenix Emperor Jun immediately answered.

"Granted." The shadow nodded.

"Thank you, Ancestor." Phoenix Emperor Jun hurriedly lowered himself even further, unable to conceal the excitement surging through his entire body.

He knew it had succeeded.

The final victor was still him—Phoenix Emperor Jun.

So what if Chen Wen's individual strength surpassed his? In the end, it still came down to competing in foundations and backing.

Their Heavenly Phoenix Clan would forever remain an existence that natives like Chen Wen could only look up to, beyond all hope of reaching.

The shadow's divine sense shifted slightly before finally settling upon Chen Wen, sealing off the entire space around him.

Chen Wen instantly felt his whole body become bound.

It was as though Mount Tai were crushing down upon his head and countless shackles had been placed upon him, nearly leaving him unable to breathe.

More importantly, an extreme sense of danger flooded through his body, an icy chill running from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet.

That inexplicable feeling drove his vigilance to its absolute limit.

At the same time, the atmosphere around them gradually turned cold and heavy, as though all Qi had vanished.