When the killing intent erupted from Wuma Shengjie’s body, a heavenly thunder pattern also emerged on her forehead.
Additionally, streaks of blood-red markings spread out from within her.
Seeing this, Chu Feng’s eyes flickered.
At this moment, Wuma Shengjie’s cultivation had reached the seventh rank of Martial Immortal.
The heavenly thunder pattern and the blood-red markings each boosted her cultivation by one rank.
Thus, Wuma Shengjie’s true cultivation was at the fifth rank of Martial Immortal.
Back in the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm, her cultivation had been at the fourth rank of Martial Immortal.
Not much time had passed since leaving that realm, yet she had advanced by one rank.
Wuma Shengjie’s reputation as a genius was indeed well-deserved.
Even so, Chu Feng wasn’t overly alarmed. Both at the fifth rank of Martial Immortal, Chu Feng possessed far more techniques than Wuma Shengjie.
Though calm inwardly, he put on a facade of panic.
“Chu Feng, without the power of that formation from the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm, let’s see how you escape today,” Wuma Shengjie declared.
She pointed a golden dagger at Chu Feng, no ordinary weapon but a top-grade immortal armament.
Her body still radiated intense killing intent, and a gleam of resolve flashed in her eyes.
She wasn’t joking; she genuinely intended to kill Chu Feng.
“Little lady, it wasn’t intentional back then. Even if I was wrong, it doesn’t warrant death, does it?” Chu Feng asked.
“You didn’t deserve death originally, but since you saw what you shouldn’t have, you must die,” she replied. As she spoke, the chill in the air grew even colder—Wuma Shengjie was about to strike.
“Wait!” Seeing the situation turn dire, Chu Feng shouted, “Wuma Shengjie, to be honest, I learned something from that tablet that you all don’t know.”
“This formation is extremely difficult to break. If you kill me, no one will be able to undo the main formation sealed within the tablet.”
“And if we can’t break both main formations simultaneously with Senior Liangqiu Chengfeng, everyone in this ancient ruin will die.”
Hearing this, Wuma Shengjie, who had been poised to attack, paused and looked at Chu Feng with interest. “You’re wrong. Even if I can’t break the main formation in the tablet, I can break the one here. Once I do, I can leave this place.”
“Even if you escape, how will you inform Senior Liangqiu Chengfeng and the others? The corridor they entered isn’t accessible to the younger generation,” Chu Feng countered.
“Who said I need to inform them?” Wuma Shengjie replied, a strange smirk curling her lips, as if she secretly hoped they’d all perish inside.
“There are more Wuma Heavenly Clan members in there than anyone else. If something goes wrong, your clan will suffer the greatest loss.”
“Besides, if Liangqiu Chengfeng, the Li Heavenly Clan, and the others die here, the forces behind them won’t let it go easily.”
“When that happens, it’ll be your Wuma Heavenly Clan in trouble. Aren’t you afraid?” Chu Feng asked.
“Afraid?”
“Haha…”
At this, Wuma Shengjie burst into laughter.
Seeing her reaction, Chu Feng was almost certain there was some deep-seated grudge between Wuma Shengjie and the Wuma Heavenly Clan.
Wuma Shengjie, a member of the Wuma Heavenly Clan, actually wanted her own clan to perish!!!
“Sigh, it seems there’s some history between you and the Wuma Heavenly Clan. Since I’m about to die anyway, why not tell me why you want them dead? Let me die understanding,” Chu Feng said, slumping to the ground.
Seeing this, a cold smile crept onto Wuma Shengjie’s lips.
“Die understanding?”
“No!!!”
“I want you to die with your eyes wide open.”
Suddenly, Wuma Shengjie swung her arm, and a golden streak shot toward Chu Feng.
It was the top-grade immortal armament in her hand!!!
After throwing the dagger, a look of vengeance fulfilled and relief washed over Wuma Shengjie’s face.
In her mind, this strike would surely kill Chu Feng.
And with that, everything would end.
She would find her release.
*Crackle—*
But as the golden dagger neared Chu Feng, lightning surged around his body.
“What’s that?” In the next moment, Wuma Shengjie’s expression changed dramatically.
Chu Feng stood unscathed, holding the golden dagger she’d thrown between two fingers.
At that moment, a divine thunder pattern glowed on his forehead, and a suit of thunder armor crackled over his body.
Most striking of all, the Ancient Battle Sword and Ancient Battle Axe—two supreme secret skills—hovered around him like protective treasures.
Right now, Chu Feng not only matched Wuma Shengjie’s seventh-rank Martial Immortal cultivation but also wielded the power to fight one rank above his level.
It was this ability that filled Wuma Shengjie’s face with despair.
“You… your cultivation has reached the fifth rank of Martial Immortal too?”
Wuma Shengjie’s voice trembled, not from fear but from sheer shock, enough to make her whole body quiver.
After all, back in the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm, Chu Feng had been a second-rank Martial Immortal when they clashed. Now, he’d reached the fifth rank—a growth rate she hadn’t anticipated.
“So, little lady, it seems you won’t be killing me today.”
“How about we talk this out and make peace? What do you say?” Chu Feng said, tossing the golden dagger back to her.
“Hehehe…”
Clutching the dagger, Wuma Shengjie suddenly let out a series of cold laughs.
Seeing this, Chu Feng’s brows furrowed slightly. He realized her laughter wasn’t just cold—her eyes and expression now radiated an eerie strangeness.
“Little lady, what’s wrong? Even if you can’t kill me, it’s not worth getting this worked up, is it?” Chu Feng asked, growing uneasy at her demeanor.
“Today is a rare opportunity. No matter what, I’ll make sure you die here. Only with your death will they die too.”
Suddenly, Wuma Shengjie roared loudly.
As she did, blood-red flames erupted from her body.
In an instant, her entire form was enveloped in blood-red markings, even her eyes turning a deep crimson.
Most astonishingly, the blood-red flames morphed into two bat-like wings, each stretching over a hundred meters long.
With those wings came another surge in her cultivation, pushing her to the eighth rank of Martial Immortal.
And with it, an aura that even Chu Feng found deeply unsettling.
That aura felt like it came straight from hell. Chu Feng rarely sensed such malevolence from a human.
“Could this girl be some kind of monster?”
Chu Feng stared at Wuma Shengjie with mounting unease.
The calm on his face was gone, for he wasn’t certain he could defeat the Wuma Shengjie standing before him.
In his eyes, what he faced now wasn’t an ordinary martial cultivator. With her overwhelming malice and murderous intent, how could such a monster be human?
