“All five of you, come at me together.”
Chu Feng hovered in the void, looking down at Fu Feiyue and the others as he spoke.
The moment these words left his mouth, Fu Feiyue, Yin Daifen, Yu Hong, Yu Yin, and the geniuses from the All-Demons Sacred Palace all froze as if turned to stone.
Their wide eyes were filled with shock, as though they had been struck by lightning.
They could scarcely believe their ears, let alone the words they had just heard.
Not only them, even Long Xiaoxiao stood there with her small mouth agape, her lovely face brimming with astonishment.
She had long known that Chu Feng was not someone who would let himself be bullied.
Yet these five were no ordinary people.
No matter what, she had never expected Chu Feng to challenge all five of them at once.
“You look down on the Ancestral Martial Galaxy, you look down on the Chu Heavenly Clan?”
“Then I would quite like to see just how capable you so-called geniuses from noble backgrounds truly are.”
“I don’t want to waste time. All five of you, come at me together.”
Chu Feng spoke again.
His expression was calm, and there was not the slightest trace of anger in his tone.
Yet both his posture and his words radiated two unmistakable words.
Confidence. At this moment, Chu Feng was brimming with confidence, as though he were already the king of this place, capable of crushing anyone.
“Hahaha…”
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out. The sound was piercing, echoing through the void and travelling thousands of miles.
It was Fu Feiyue!!!
After his brief moment of shock, Fu Feiyue let out this deeply mocking laugh.
When the laughter subsided, he turned to Long Xiaoxiao.
“Tell me, where did you find this clown? Did you bring him here to amuse us?”
“A lowly insect from an inferior realm dares to challenge proud sons of heaven like us?”
“Who gave him such confidence? His own ignorance?”
Fu Feiyue said to Long Xiaoxiao.
Swish!
But in that instant, a figure appeared behind Fu Feiyue like a phantom.
It was Chu Feng.
“You!!”
Sensing Chu Feng behind him, Fu Feiyue’s expression changed drastically.
Fear surged in his eyes.
Clearly, Chu Feng had been high in the void moments ago. How had he suddenly appeared behind him?
But that was not the point. The point was that the moment Chu Feng arrived, Fu Feiyue felt a chill run down his spine, his hairs standing on end beyond his control.
It felt as though immense danger had descended upon him.
His instincts screamed that the person now behind him was extraordinarily dangerous.
Realising something was wrong, Fu Feiyue did not dare hesitate. His hand reached for his Cosmos Sack to draw his Half-Complete Sovereign Armament and boost his combat power, while his feet prepared to move, intending to dodge away.
Uwaaah!
Yet before he could even act on these thoughts, his mouth split open and he let out a miserable scream.
Blood sprayed everywhere. A gleaming golden longsword had already pierced straight through his chest. It was Chu Feng.
Chu Feng, gripping the sword, had run it through Fu Feiyue’s chest.
After piercing him, Chu Feng released the golden longsword, then lifted his leg and kicked. With a loud bang, Fu Feiyue was sent flying hundreds of metres away.
“Proud son of heaven? That’s all you’ve got?”
Looking at Fu Feiyue lying on the ground, impaled by the longsword, Chu Feng’s smile was thick with disdain.
“Despicable scum, you ambushed me! I’ll make you…”
Fu Feiyue roared in humiliated fury.
He clearly intended to rise and fight back.
Arghhh!
But before he could get up, another scream tore from his throat, this one truly heart-wrenching.
Golden lightning now covered his entire body.
The lightning coiled around him like chains, coursing back and forth through his flesh.
Fu Feiyue could no longer move. He lay on the ground, his face twisted in agony, howling and convulsing uncontrollably.
He had completely lost the ability to fight.
“That… that’s a spirit formation technique!!!”
“He actually defeated Fu Feiyue using spirit formation techniques!!!”
“Could he be a Dragon Mark Saint-cloak World Spiritist, someone who has grasped the third stage of the Dragon Transformation Sensation!!!”
They had already seen that the golden longsword was no ordinary weapon. It was formed from a spirit formation, and the golden lightning was likewise a spirit formation technique.
This scene left Yu Hong, Yu Yin, and the two from the All-Demons Sacred Palace utterly stunned.
If their earlier shock had come from Chu Feng daring to challenge all five of them,
then the shock now was that Chu Feng actually possessed such overwhelming power.
How could a junior from the Ancestral Martial Galaxy possibly be a world spiritist at the third stage of Dragon Transformation?
Didn’t that mean his spirit techniques surpassed even those of Lü Jie, disciple of Grandmaster Wudao Shengzun?
Wouldn’t that make him the strongest junior world spiritist in the entire Holy Light Heavenly River right now?
“Dare to harm my senior brother, I’ll take your life!”
Suddenly, murderous intent surged from behind Chu Feng. It was Yin Daifen.
A pink longsword had appeared in Yin Daifen’s hand. It was a Half-Complete Sovereign Armament. The instant she spoke, the pink longsword turned into a streak of pink light shooting straight at Chu Feng.
Swish!
Yet Chu Feng merely tilted his body slightly and effortlessly evaded the oncoming strike.
Seeing this, Yin Daifen was startled, but the fury in her eyes only grew stronger. She swept her sword horizontally, aiming to sever Chu Feng’s head.
Chu Feng leaned back and once again dodged Yin Daifen’s attack with ease.
Having been dodged twice in a row so casually, Yin Daifen gnashed her teeth in rage.
Her longsword turned into countless streaks of light, attacking Chu Feng relentlessly. Every strike was lethal, meant to claim his life.
Yet Chu Feng moved his body fluidly, evading every single one of her assaults without effort.
This scene caused Yu Hong and Yu Yin’s brows to furrow deeply.
The two from the All-Demons Sacred Palace were left gaping in shock.
If Yin Daifen’s first two attacks being dodged could be chalked up to luck,
then his continued evasion now was pure strength.
Yin Daifen’s attacks had grown increasingly ferocious, progressing from basic moves to full martial skills.
Yet it was useless. No matter how fierce or powerful her strikes, no matter how deadly, she could not land a single blow on Chu Feng. He dodged them all.
And he did so with complete composure.
As if evading Yin Daifen’s onslaught was, to him, utterly effortless.
“How is this guy so strong?”
“Even if he’s at the third stage of Dragon Transformation and can rival a Sixth Rank Sovereign, he should only be comparable, not truly able to overpower a real Sixth Rank Sovereign. Yet why does it feel like his strength completely surpasses this girl from the Cloudsky Immortal Sect?”
“Is he really from a place like the Ancestral Martial Galaxy?”
The two from the All-Demons Sacred Palace exclaimed in amazement, their faces filled with disbelief.
They could tell that Yin Daifen was actually not weak.
Yet her attacks were being neutralised so easily by Chu Feng.
This only proved one thing.
This Chu Feng was far stronger.
Only now did they finally understand why this hideous fellow dared to challenge them.
He was not bluffing, nor was it ignorance. He genuinely had the ability.
The proof lay in Fu Feiyue collapsed on the ground, and in Yin Daifen, now furious and unleashing killing moves yet still unable to touch a hair on his head.
“For the sake of your elder sister, I don’t wish to harm you.”
“Stop now, and we’ll leave it at that. Otherwise, I won’t hold back.”
Chu Feng said while continuing to dodge.
