“Jie jie jie…”
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out.
Immediately after, the red-haired leader and over three hundred members of the Demonic Clan emerged from nearby in the starry sky.
They hadn’t actually left. They had been hiding close by, observing in secret.
At this point, Xianhai Shaoyu was certain.
From the start, it was a trap.
The earlier internal conflict was just a performance by the Demonic Clan to lower his guard.
Even what Xianhai Renhu had told him about the Demonic Clan’s purpose in the Holy Light Galaxy was meant to gain his trust.
“You’re not my Fourth Uncle?!”
Xianhai Shaoyu demanded, his eyes burning with anger.
“Shaoyu, you’re not that foolish, are you? Can’t even tell it’s your real Fourth Uncle?”
Xianhai Renhu’s smile turned mocking.
Seeing this Xianhai Renhu, Xianhai Shaoyu knew without doubt it was his true Fourth Uncle.
But that only fueled his rage.
He couldn’t accept betrayal from someone so close.
“Why would you do this?”
Xianhai Shaoyu asked through gritted teeth.
“After your father took control of the Xianhai Fish Clan, I lost all faith in it.”
“From the day I left, everyone in the Xianhai Fish Clan became my enemy, including you.”
“My betrayal of the Xianhai Fish Clan isn’t a rumour. It’s fact.”
“Shaoyu, oh Shaoyu, you’re gifted and talented.”
“But you’ve been sheltered too well by the Xianhai Fish Clan.”
“You don’t understand that sometimes so-called family and warm memories can’t be trusted.”
“I didn’t act directly earlier because I knew you had that protective formation and didn’t want a direct clash.”
“But now, you no longer have that formation.”
“With your cultivation, you’re like fish on a chopping board.”
With that, Xianhai Renhu reached out, grabbed Xianhai Shaoyu, and lifted him up.
Then, the light surrounding Xianhai Shaoyu’s body began to writhe violently.
From Xianhai Renhu’s hand came a powerful suction, stirring the light around Xianhai Shaoyu.
Xianhai Renhu intended to forcibly extract the power that could enhance Xianhai Shaoyu’s bloodline before it fully merged with him.
Almost simultaneously, the red-haired leader approached Chu Feng.
Unlike Xianhai Renhu, he didn’t lift Chu Feng.
Instead, he took out a black gourd.
The gourd was entirely black, etched with strange runes.
After taking it out, the red-haired leader held the gourd in his left hand and formed a hand seal with his right.
Buzz—
The runes on the gourd glowed with purple light.
At the same time, eerie purple flames emerged from the gourd, enveloping Chu Feng.
The purple flames, like the claws of a malevolent spirit, brutally pierced Chu Feng’s body, tearing his flesh.
But their purpose wasn’t to kill him. Like Xianhai Renhu, they aimed to strip the unmerged power from Chu Feng’s body.
In comparison, Xianhai Renhu’s method toward Xianhai Shaoyu was far more humane.
Yet even so, Xianhai Shaoyu let out agonised screams.
One could only imagine the torment Chu Feng endured under the red-haired leader’s far crueler method.
However, the Demonic Clan members watching from a distance felt no pity. Instead, they were thrilled, sneering coldly.
The Demonic Clan lived up to its name, no different from demons.
They were a truly evil force.
For power, they’d stop at nothing. Scenes like this were commonplace to them.
Their excitement stemmed from stumbling upon this cosmic event and seizing such an opportunity.
If they could successfully extract the powers from Chu Feng and Xianhai Shaoyu, it would be a great achievement, earning them rewards from the Demonic Clan’s leader.
Zzzt—
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning burst from Chu Feng’s body.
It shot toward the red-haired leader, catching him off guard. The lightning struck the hand holding the gourd.
Ah—
The lightning charred his hand.
In pain, he dropped the gourd.
“What was that?”
Before the red-haired leader could think further, he turned his gaze to Chu Feng.
Lightning was now continuously surging from Chu Feng’s body.
The lightning forcibly pushed the purple flames from the gourd out of Chu Feng’s body.
Moreover, the lightning was shattering the purple flames.
In the blink of an eye, the purple flames that had tormented Chu Feng were completely destroyed by the lightning from his body.
Rumble—
Suddenly, a surge of energy shot skyward from Chu Feng.
Above his head, vast lightning appeared.
The lightning expanded rapidly, covering everyone’s heads in an instant.
Nine-coloured lightning, wild and ferocious, blanketed the void.
Its presence was no less imposing than the power released earlier by the black box.
In terms of sheer aura, it was even more terrifying.
At the same time, Chu Feng, who had been lying on the ground, floated upward and stood.
Still in a deep sleep, he was surrounded by lightning.
With lightning swirling and his hair dancing wildly, his previously mangled body, torn by the purple flames, had fully healed. His entire presence had become terrifyingly formidable.
Feeling the aura emanating from Chu Feng, not only the Demonic Clan members but even the red-haired leader frowned and instinctively stepped back.
Undoubtedly, the power now radiating from Chu Feng far surpassed his own.
“This… this is impossible.”
“This can’t be. How could such a thing happen in this insignificant place?”
The red-haired leader’s eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
It was as if he’d been struck with fear.
“What’s going on?”
“Is it a protective formation?”
Seeing this, Xianhai Renhu asked in a grave voice.
Even someone like him had never witnessed such a spectacle.
Whether it was the sky-blanketing lightning or Chu Feng floating in the void, it struck him with profound unease.
A fear from deep within.
“It’s not a protective formation.”
The red-haired leader said.
“Then what is it?”
Xianhai Renhu asked.
“Bloodline Rampage.”
The red-haired leader replied.
