“This treasure is truly remarkable.”
Even Chu Feng himself was surprised and delighted.
After activating the golden figurine, Chu Feng gained its power.
As the sacred beings of the Secret Cave had said, the golden figurine granted Chu Feng the strength of a Fourth Rank Supreme.
However, although Chu Feng had obtained this power, he could not unleash its full potential.
This was why, when the Sect Master of the Zhutian Sect, wielding only the Zhutian Dragon Sword, engaged him in combat, Chu Feng did not immediately defeat him.
It wasn’t that Chu Feng was deliberately holding back; rather, his combat strength was still growing.
During his clash with the Sect Master, the latter, in an effort to overcome Chu Feng, began using martial techniques to enhance his combat power and attack Chu Feng.
But Chu Feng could not do the same.
Although the golden figurine granted him power beyond his own, it also restricted his innate abilities.
Its power could elevate Chu Feng’s cultivation to that of a Fourth Rank Supreme.
However, all of Chu Feng’s techniques were unusable, completely suppressed by the golden figurine.
Not to mention martial skills, secret techniques, or immortal methods, he couldn’t even use them.
Even a half-complete Venerable Armament was beyond his reach. Otherwise, Chu Feng could have used one to boost his combat power, instead of relying on the golden figurine’s power to casually form a long sword.
So, it wasn’t that Chu Feng chose not to use his techniques; he simply couldn’t.
Initially, in this situation, Chu Feng lacked confidence.
With no other options, he had braced himself to face the Sect Master of the Zhutian Sect.
However, as the battle progressed, Chu Feng discovered that the golden figurine’s power was not as simple as it seemed.
Chu Feng began to harness more of its strength, and his combat power continued to rise.
Even though the Sect Master of the Zhutian Sect was nearly using his full strength, with his combat power significantly enhanced compared to before, he still couldn’t defeat Chu Feng.
Chu Feng had gained the absolute upper hand.
“Milady, how are you?”
Han Xiu approached Zhao Hong’s side.
Although her dantian had been shattered, Chu Feng’s healing had alleviated her injuries.
In contrast, Zhao Hong still had lightning coursing through her body, enduring the pain and restraint it brought.
Thus, Han Xiu came to Zhao Hong’s side, trying to ease her suffering.
But Zhao Hong’s gaze remained fixed on the battle between Chu Feng and the Sect Master of the Zhutian Sect.
“Xiu’er, this Xiuluo, is he the young man you mentioned before?” Zhao Hong asked.
Zhao Hong asked this because Han Xiu had told her about a young man named Xiuluo who had greatly helped the Red Robe Holy Land.
Moreover, the vaguely familiar voice Zhao Hong had heard earlier came from Xiuluo.
Thus, the name Xiuluo left an impression on her.
“Yes, Milady, it’s him,” Han Xiu replied.
“He must have a deep bond with you to step forward and help at such a time.”
Zhao Hong looked at the battle, her eyes filled with emotion.
She could tell that Xiuluo was fighting with his life on the line.
“He is indeed a benefactor of our Red Robe Holy Land…”
Han Xiu didn’t know how to explain, so she simply said Xiuluo was their benefactor.
In truth, she hadn’t expected Chu Feng to step in and help at this moment.
If one were to speak of bonds, it was the Red Robe Holy Land that owed Xiuluo.
The Red Robe Holy Land had not done much for Chu Feng.
So, Han Xiu couldn’t understand why this young man named Xiuluo was so kind to the Red Robe Holy Land, helping them repeatedly, even at great personal risk.
Was it really just because of his connection with Yin Zhuanghong?
Splatter.
Suddenly, a spray of blood scattered through the air.
The Sect Master of the Zhutian Sect retreated rapidly.
Not only did he exit the battle, but he fled to the distant sky before stopping.
His retreat allowed the onlookers, who previously couldn’t see the battle clearly, to catch sight of the Sect Master of the Zhutian Sect again.
But upon seeing him, the crowd’s expressions grew complex, even tinged with unease.
They were shocked to find the Sect Master gasping for breath, sweating profusely, his face pale.
Compared to his calm and composed demeanour when he defeated Zhao Hong earlier, he seemed like a different person.
Most notably, his right hand, still gripping the Zhutian Dragon Sword, was also clutching his left shoulder.
His left arm had been severed.
He, like Zhao Hong, had lost an arm.
Swish.
Suddenly, a streak of golden light flashed across the sky, arriving before the Sect Master in an instant.
It was Chu Feng, pressing his advantage with an even fiercer assault.
At this moment, the Sect Master’s expression was grim as he retreated step by step.
In just a few exchanges, Chu Feng’s sword left several bloody wounds on the Sect Master’s body.
In this situation, the Sect Master panicked.
If this continued, his defeat was certain.
“How long will you keep watching the show?”
“If you let him escape, you can forget about reclaiming the treasure in that stone box.”
Seeing his situation deteriorate, the Sect Master roared in anger.
His words were directed at the leaders of the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect, Nine Stars Heavenly Mountain, Dragon-Phoenix Immortal Pavilion, Blazing Fire Academy, and the Miao Heavenly Clan.
Hearing this, the five leaders exchanged glances.
Then, their figures vanished simultaneously.
When they reappeared, they had surrounded Chu Feng, encircling him.
Seeing this, Chu Feng halted his attack. Holding the golden sword, he swept his cold gaze over the five leaders.
Facing Chu Feng’s gaze, the five leaders’ expressions shifted, a hint of apprehension in their eyes.
They knew the strength of the Sect Master of the Zhutian Sect.
If even he was no match for Chu Feng, they understood that this young man named Xiuluo was extremely formidable.
Thus, they didn’t act rashly.
“Young friend, it’s clear you have a connection with those two women, or you wouldn’t risk your life to save them.”
“In truth, we have no wish to interfere in your personal grudge with the Zhutian Sect.”
“But the treasure in that stone box belongs to us.”
“If you’re willing to hand it over, we can let bygones be bygones. As for your feud with the Zhutian Sect, we won’t get involved,” said the Clan Chief of the Miao Heavenly Clan to Chu Feng.
Hearing this, the Sect Master’s mouth twitched.
What kind of talk was this?
Didn’t it mean that as long as Chu Feng handed over the treasure in the stone box, they wouldn’t care whether the Sect Master lived or died?
But to everyone’s surprise, Chu Feng’s gaze remained cold and resolute, showing no intention of compromising.
“Seniors, I, Xiuluo, do feel some guilt for taking the treasure in that stone box.”
“But as I said, even if I hadn’t acted, that treasure would have belonged to the Zhutian Sect.”
“So, my guilt stems from my kindness. In truth, I could feel no guilt at all.”
“From another perspective, the treasure in that stone box no longer concerns you. What I took was merely the Zhutian Sect’s treasure.”
“Regarding today’s events, if you seniors stay out of it, I, Xiuluo, will remember your kindness and compensate you in the future.”
“But if you insist on interfering…”
At this point, Chu Feng’s expression grew exceptionally cold.
Even everyone in this realm could feel a piercing chill.
“Then don’t blame me for being ruthless and starting a massacre.”
