*Whoa—*
Suddenly, a wave of shock rippled through those inside and outside the barrier.
Not only were the Zhutian Gate disciples stunned, but even those outside the barrier world, who already knew Chu Feng’s movements, were dumbfounded.
They had known that this so-called Wang Chen was heading to challenge the Zhutian Gate.
But they never imagined his challenge would be so direct, utterly merciless.
“Courting death!”
A furious roar erupted as Nangong Yifan made his move.
A surging pressure transformed into an invisible tidal wave, pouring out from Nangong Yifan’s body.
Though aimed at Chu Feng, the proximity caused even the Zhutian Gate disciples to be caught in its wake.
Those disciples were all blasted away.
The lighter cases merely flew far before landing, while the severe ones were injured by Nangong Yifan’s pressure.
But Chu Feng, the target of the attack, stood unscathed, still in place.
Though the pressure was immense, it had no effect on him.
In contrast, Beiyang Luo, gripped in Chu Feng’s hand, looked even more wretched.
Though his neck had been twisted by Chu Feng, it was only a superficial injury.
At their level, even a shattered body could recover instantly as long as the soul remained intact.
So Chu Feng’s earlier move was more for intimidation, not causing significant harm to Beiyang Luo.
But Nangong Yifan’s pressure, aimed at Chu Feng and exploding around him, inevitably affected Beiyang Luo.
Now, Beiyang Luo not only showed pain but was spitting blood, his aura significantly weakened.
Before, his injuries from Chu Feng were superficial.
Now, his soul itself was wounded.
But this injury wasn’t from Chu Feng—it was from Nangong Yifan.
“You two must have some deep hatred for you to want him dead,” Chu Feng said mockingly.
“You!”
“Hiding your strength?”
Nangong Yifan’s face twisted in anger, but more than that, he was surprised.
When Chu Feng defeated Beiyang Luo, he had revealed his aura.
That aura was of a Second-Rank Venerable.
This was why Nangong Yifan was shocked.
When he attacked Chu Feng, his own aura had risen.
He had used his Heaven-Granted Divine Power, boosting his cultivation from Second-Rank to Third-Rank Venerable.
Yet even so, he couldn’t harm his opponent.
This made Nangong Yifan realise that Chu Feng’s cultivation was likely far beyond Second-Rank Venerable.
He probably possessed special powers.
But Nangong Yifan didn’t waste words with Chu Feng. Light flowed around him, and his cultivation rose again.
From Third-Rank to Fourth-Rank Venerable.
He had unleashed the Zhutian Gate’s sect-guarding technique, the Zhutian Buddha Body.
With his cultivation boosted, Nangong Yifan prepared to strike.
But then, Chu Feng spoke.
“Why not use all your tricks at once?”
“At this level, you can’t defeat me.”
After saying this, Chu Feng sighed, “Oh, I remember now. That treasure of yours can only be used once within a certain time, right? You just used it, so now you can only boost your cultivation by two ranks.”
“Ugh, that’s no fun. How can you fight me like this?”
Chu Feng shook his head in disappointment.
“Who are you, really?”
Nangong Yifan’s gaze grew heavy.
He wasn’t wary of Chu Feng’s strength but felt a strange familiarity.
Yet he was certain he didn’t know this person.
This was his first encounter with him, and he knew nothing about him.
“Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is that you’re no match for me.”
*Whoosh—*
As Chu Feng spoke, the air around him trembled—it was his pressure.
He released his own pressure.
It swept through everything, forcing even Nangong Yifan to stagger back.
Because Chu Feng’s pressure was that of a Fifth-Rank Venerable.
“He has the cultivation of a Fifth-Rank Venerable?”
The Zhutian Gate disciples’ faces grew even more vivid with shock.
Especially Beiyang Luo, who now understood why Chu Feng had so easily subdued him.
Before, he thought he’d been careless, losing the initiative, and was unconvinced.
But now he realised that even in a rematch, he’d be no match.
No matter how many techniques he used, he couldn’t reach Fifth-Rank Venerable.
Meanwhile, those outside locked their gazes on Chu Feng.
“He must have a concealment treasure. Otherwise, how could his cultivation rise without any visible means?”
Seeing Chu Feng’s cultivation climb to Fifth-Rank Venerable with no change in appearance, they grew more convinced of their earlier guess.
They believed Chu Feng had a special concealment treasure hiding all his techniques.
Otherwise, his immense and terrifying combat power was inexplicable.
“Now, what will Nangong Yifan do?”
While marveling at Chu Feng, people turned their attention to Nangong Yifan.
When Nangong Yifan fought Shentu Haoli, he had gone from Second-Rank to Fifth-Rank Venerable.
Besides his Heaven-Granted Divine Power and the Zhutian Buddha Body, he relied on a treasure called the Crimson Flame Soul Armor.
However, the armor’s power had a limited duration.
It couldn’t be used again for a short time after activation.
Nangong Yifan had used it against Shentu Haoli.
Though some time had passed, it seemed the armor’s power hadn’t fully recovered.
Now, Nangong Yifan couldn’t use the Crimson Flame Soul Armor.
Without it, his cultivation was stuck at Fourth-Rank Venerable.
How could he compete with Wang Chen, a Fifth-Rank Venerable?
Even outsiders were worried, and the Zhutian Gate elders were even more so.
Yet the Zhutian Gate Sect Master remained calm, as if everything was under control.
*Heh…*
Suddenly, Nangong Yifan let out a cold laugh.
Hearing it, people’s eyes lit up.
To laugh so disdainfully when his opponent’s cultivation outranked his own.
They guessed Nangong Yifan must have another card up his sleeve.
Thus, everyone’s gazes turned expectant.
