A third-rank Martial King was far from comparable to a second-rank Martial King. Moreover, this black-haired elder was not only relatively young, but his combat strength was nothing ordinary either—at least significantly stronger than those four Han Family elders.
So when he made his move, it was no small matter. His overwhelming pressure surged forward like an invisible army of beasts—not only was it imposing, but it also let out piercing roars, actually suppressing Chu Feng's own aura.
And after releasing his pressure, the black-haired elder also employed a similar method to what Chu Feng had used.
He released waves of martial force, and under his manipulation, that powerful force transformed from invisible to visible, ultimately forming four shimmering great swords, each over ten meters long, which slashed down toward Chu Feng's giant martial force hand. He intended to sever it and save those four elders.
A third-rank Martial King was not to be underestimated. Though Chu Feng's combat strength was heaven-defying, he was ultimately only a ninth-rank Martial Lord. He knew that in a prolonged fight, it would be difficult to contend with this black-haired elder.
But Chu Feng was not afraid. With a thought, three bolts of thunder, accompanied by sharp hissing sounds, erupted from his body and coiled around him. In the blink of an eye, they formed an armor of dazzling thunder light, enveloping Chu Feng's physical body.
Once the Thunder Armor appeared, Chu Feng's cultivation also surged instantly. Before everyone's eyes, he rose from the ninth-rank Martial Lord to the first-rank Martial King.
"Haaah~~~"
With his cultivation climbing, Chu Feng's entire aura transformed completely. The difference between a Martial Lord and a Martial King lay in the strength of their martial force versus their king-level martial force. After stepping into the Martial King realm, the force Chu Feng controlled became king-level martial force.
So the four great swords that had been so threatening before were now, in Chu Feng's eyes, unable to withstand even a single blow. He let out a mighty shout, spread his five fingers wide, and followed through with a devastating palm strike.
"Boom!"
The palm blast sent shockwaves towering into the sky. Layer upon layer of shockwaves, as if they could destroy everything in their path, cracked the void wherever they passed. Those four great martial force swords were directly blasted to smithereens.
"He actually possesses such a method—able to advance directly from Martial Lord to Martial King? Is this brat truly from the Southern Sea Region? When did the Southern Sea Region produce such a terrifying character? He's practically a genius rarely seen even in our Sacred Land of Martial Arts!"
Having personally witnessed the transformation Chu Feng underwent after activating the Thunder Armor, the black-haired elder was once again shaken to his core. Chu Feng's displayed strength was, time and again, pushing the limits of what he could endure.
But no matter what, the Han Family's honor could not be trampled. Even if Chu Feng was the rarest of geniuses, he could not allow Chu Feng to publicly humiliate their people. So with one hand forming seals, he unleashed his technique. As his vast martial force surged, it actually transformed into countless monstrous birds.
Each bird was several meters long, with black bodies and feathers sharp as blades. Their pointed beaks, in particular, could seemingly pierce through anything—even the solid void of the Sacred Land of Martial Arts could be shattered by a single strike from those lethal beaks.
So once these sky-blackening demonic birds appeared, the void in this area began to crack apart. What had been a clear, bright day was transformed into an endless night, shrouded in terrifying might.
This was a seventh-rank Martial Art—a unique secret technique of the Han Family. And in the hands of this black-haired elder, its distinctive might and power were brought to their fullest expression.
"Chi chi chi chi!"
After the sky full of monstrous birds appeared, they first surrounded Chu Feng from all directions, then let out shrill cries as they swarmed in to attack.
"Void Dragon Roar Blade!" Facing the birds that blotted out the sky, Chu Feng was unfazed. All the martial force in his body was under his control. He raised one hand high, clenched it suddenly, and a golden great sword materialized in his grip.