“I… we…”
At Chu Feng’s reminder, the people of the Linghu Heavenly Clan truly shifted their gazes to their dantians, only to discover that their dantians were rotting even more severely, their cultivation leaking out.
Yet, they felt no pain, and if they hadn’t looked, they wouldn’t have even noticed that their dantians were so badly damaged.
If not for Chu Feng’s reminder, they might not have known how they died, silently consumed by that terrifying force.
What made them most despairing was that no matter what methods they used, they could not stop the decay of their dantians.
At this moment, they realised that the Supreme Elder of the Red Robe Holy Land had not deceived them, nor had this person called Shura lied to them.
They were indeed going to die, and even if this person named Shura didn’t kill them, they wouldn’t live much longer.
“Chu Feng!!!”
Suddenly, Linghu Zhishi roared to the heavens.
His voice was filled with despair and unwillingness.
Initially, when he let out this cry, Chu Feng thought he had been recognised, and Chu Feng was somewhat surprised.
But soon, Chu Feng realised that Linghu Zhishi wasn’t looking at him at all; it was more like a self-directed roar.
“Chu Feng, if not for you, how would my Linghu Heavenly Clan have fallen to this state?”
“Chu Feng, I, Linghu Zhishi, cannot kill you in this life, but even in the next life, I will seek revenge on you.”
Linghu Zhishi spat out each word through gritted teeth, every syllable dripping with intense hatred for Chu Feng.
After saying this, he began to unleash a blood-red aura that surged into the sky.
The blood-red aura rose and transformed into a massive blood-coloured scythe, which then stabbed towards his own body.
Linghu Zhishi was attempting suicide.
Realising he was not long for this world, he did not choose to wait for death. Instead, after venting his hatred for Chu Feng with a roar, he decided to end his life by his own hand.
Bang—
However, before the scythe formed from the blood-red aura could land on his body, it was suddenly severed.
It was Chu Feng. Using the power of the formation’s core, Chu Feng had stopped Linghu Zhishi’s suicide.
“You!!!”
At this moment, not only did Linghu Zhishi look at Chu Feng in confusion, but the others of the Linghu Heavenly Clan also stared at him, puzzled.
They couldn’t understand why this young man named Shura would prevent their clan leader from taking his own life.
“I suddenly feel that you shouldn’t die in ignorance.”
Looking at Linghu Zhishi, a playful smirk suddenly appeared at the corner of Chu Feng’s mouth.
“What do you mean by that?”
Linghu Zhishi was still utterly confused, but he vaguely sensed that something ominous was about to happen.
“Still don’t understand? No matter, take a closer look, and you’ll get it.”
Chu Feng gave a faint smile, and then his appearance began to change.
Under the gaze of the hundred thousand members of the Linghu Heavenly Clan, Chu Feng’s face soon transformed from that of Shura into his true appearance.
…
The world fell silent, an eerie stillness.
But soon, it was followed by roars like a raging storm.
“Chu Feng!!!!”
Linghu Zhishi, along with many others from the Linghu Heavenly Clan, shouted those two words in furious voices.
“It’s you, it’s actually you? That Shura was you in disguise?”
Linghu Zhishi glared at Chu Feng, gnashing his teeth. When he realised that the Shura, whom he had seen as terrifyingly talented, was actually the Chu Feng he despised, the unwillingness in his eyes grew even more frenzied.
It turned out that the man who had become their obstacle in the Reincarnation Upper Realm of the All-Heaven Starfield was still their enemy from the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
In the end, he wasn’t just going to die in a foreign land; he had fallen at Chu Feng’s hands.
“Now, do you understand why I recognised you all?”
“With those ugly faces of yours, how could I, Chu Feng, ever forget?”
A faint smirk hung on Chu Feng’s lips, but it was a smirk full of mockery.
The irony, what bitter irony. These people, once high and mighty, dominating everything, even marching to his gates to bring him down.
Now, they lay before him like ants.
Their eyes were filled with anger and killing intent.
That anger and killing intent were now several times stronger than before.
Yet, they were even more powerless.
Compared to the battle at the Chu Heavenly Clan back then, the Linghu Heavenly Clan now, in front of Chu Feng, were like ants.
At least at this moment, they had no strength to even challenge Chu Feng.
“Die!!!”
Suddenly, Linghu Zhishi let out a crazed roar.
At the same time, he used the Blood Soul Aura to unleash the blood-red aura, launching an attack on Chu Feng.
Not only Linghu Zhishi, but almost simultaneously, the Supreme Elder of the Linghu Heavenly Clan, along with everyone present from the clan.
They all unleashed the blood-red aura, attacking Chu Feng.
They wanted Chu Feng’s life.
“How foolish.”
Yet, facing their assault, Chu Feng merely shook his head with a smile.
Suddenly!!!
The smile on Chu Feng’s lips vanished, replaced by a chilling glint in his eyes.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—
The next moment, countless blood-red scythes danced swiftly through the air.
Then, the world returned to silence once more.
But now, the ground was covered in blood, and the bodies of the Linghu Heavenly Clan lay severed and lifeless.
Chu Feng showed no mercy. All the members of the Linghu Heavenly Clan, those who had once nearly taken his life, had now been entirely eradicated by Chu Feng.
