His Highness the Crown Prince Always Wants to Marry Me

Chapter 363: Become Nourishment

The middle-aged man looked at Feng Chen, who wore black armour, with solemn eyes. He didn’t know why there was a hint of danger and fear in his heart. This feeling hadn’t appeared for a long time.

“Crown Prince Chen is indeed the number one genius among the younger generation, to have already reached Spirit Emperor at such a young age.”

Feng Chen was probably the only one advancing to Spirit Emperor at such a young age on the Central Continent, and also the youngest Spirit Emperor.

“You overpraise, but you will still have to die.” Feng Chen said calmly.

The middle-aged man’s face revealed anger, “You ignorant child, so what if you advanced to Spirit Emperor, this old one is still two levels higher than you.”

He stopped rambling after saying that, took out his staff, and instantly summoned countless fireballs to attack Feng Chen. Fire dragons enhanced by the fire spiritual plant roared, advancing with full power, without holding back.

The hunched elderly man also took the opportunity to command a fresh hurricane towards Yu Qing Qian, trying to mince her up.

Feng Chen snorted coldly, a Black Datura bloomed behind him, and a black halo of light instantly enveloped Yu Qing Qian.

The hunched elderly man drove the hurricane forward as a large earthen coloured hand fell on the black circle of light. The black light rippled, then the big hand soon merged into the black circle.

“AH!” A moment later, a scream sounded. The large hand of the hunched elderly man was torn forcefully by the black circle, and he and the hurricane were sucked in together.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man’s fire dragon and fireball were also immediately nulled by the explosive power of countless black light balls. All the spiritual energy in the fire dragon was absorbed by the black ball, and the backlash made him take a few steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The middle-aged man covered his chest and looked at Feng Chen in disbelief, “Y-You actually made a contract with an emperor-level spiritual plant that has its own devouring ability.”

Emperor-level spiritual plants with devouring power made countless Spiritual Plant Masters fearful, because those who form a contract with them could use the emperor spiritual plant to absorb the opponent’s power in battle and cause backlash on the opponent.

Right now, he didn’t know that Yu Qing Qian also contracted an emperor-level spiritual plant, otherwise he’d definitely feel a sense of humiliation to the point of wanting to poke out his eyes. When did emperor-level spiritual plants fill the streets.

Feng Chen didn’t speak, but the cold and murderous intent was fully visible in his eyes, “Die.”

Then the surrounding space seemed to fluctuate, and the Black Datura suddenly grew in size as a delicate face appeared, half-hidden in the flower. With a strong suck, the middle-aged man flew towards Feng Chen involuntarily.

“No, no!” The middle-aged man’s face was filled with horror. He never expected that Feng Chen would be so powerful after advancing to Spirit Emperor, “Crown Prince Chen, you can’t kill me, otherwise the Leng Clan would never let this go.”

“The Leng Clan will be destroyed one day anyways, so what if they don’t let this go?” Feng Chen said indifferently, then with a thought, spiritual energy enhanced the Black Datura, causing it to suck harder, and immediately dragged the middle-aged man into the flower.

The middle-aged man only felt that all the spiritual energy in his body was rapidly burning and evaporating, then his lifeforce was constantly withering. His eyes were filled with despair, especially when he heard Feng Chen’s words, he was even more appalled.

“Have you been preparing to deal with the Leng Clan long ago now? Was it a trap to lure us here today?” The middle-aged man struggled frantically and screamed with unwillingness.

Feng Chen was cold, “A dead person doesn’t need to know so much.”

“NO!” The middle-aged man still wanted to make a final struggle before death, trying to use up his remaining spiritual energy and spiritual plants to self-detonate.

The Black Datura felt the fluctuations in the middle-aged man’s body, became infuriated, and swallowed him up completely in one gulp.

Soon, the petals of the Black Datura closed and turned into a budding flower, returning to the spiritual plant space.

The middle-aged man and the hunched elderly man had also completely become nourishment in Feng Chen’s spiritual plant space.