Chapter 1451: Is That You?

"In truth, the moment those words left Chu Feng's mouth, not only the members of the Eastern Imperial Clan—even the people from the Alliance of Spirit Masters were left dumbfounded.

To dare humiliate the Third Prince of the Eastern Imperial Clan right in front of all the clan's elders—that took an extraordinary amount of nerve.

Honestly, among everyone present, aside from the Left Heavenly Lord, probably not a single person would have had the guts. Yet this disciple, whom no one had ever heard of before, actually possessed such audacity. How could anyone not be stunned?

But shock aside, they were secretly thrilled. The disciples of the Alliance of Spirit Masters, in particular, felt a surge of vindication, standing a little taller with their chests puffed out.

The mighty Third Prince of the Eastern Imperial Clan—defeated by a disciple of their very own Alliance. How could they not revel in it?

However, the world was vast and full of strange things, and the human heart was infinitely varied. While most people were ecstatic over Chu Feng's defeat of Dongfang Zexuan, there were others who were thoroughly depressed—some who even came to hate Chu Feng.

The most notable among them was Lin Yezhou, the number-one disciple of the Alliance of Spirit Masters.

But ever since Su Mei and Feng Chu had appeared, his so-called first-disciple title had long since become nothing more than a hollow label.

So not only was he depressed—he burned with hatred. He hated Feng Chu. He hated that this disciple called Feng Chu had defeated Dongfang Zexuan, making him look completely worthless by comparison and putting his position as first disciple in even greater jeopardy.

Of course, had he known that this so-called Feng Chu was actually Chu Feng in disguise, one could only imagine what expression he would have worn.

"You're the first person to dare humiliate me like this."

At last, Dongfang Zexuan spoke again. His emotions had settled considerably—he seemed to have accepted the fact that he had lost to Chu Feng.

But his eyes burned with indignant rage, and his words carried a veiled threat. He clearly had no intention of letting this matter rest.

"Humiliate? I wouldn't call it that. But even if it was, I was only giving you a taste of your own medicine."

"Still, if I truly am the first person to humiliate you, I must say I'm quite honored." Chu Feng's tone was light and breezy. Not only did he show no fear of Dongfang Zexuan's threat—he actually talked back.

"You've got real nerve, speaking to me like that. Since that's the case, why don't you take off that black cloak and show me your real face? Let me see what kind of person dares to challenge me this way." Dongfang Zexuan spoke through gritted teeth.

"You want to see my face so you can come back for revenge later?" Chu Feng had seen right through his intention. The black cloak was special to begin with, and Chu Feng had infused it with the isolation array from the Nine Spirits Divine Map—it could block Mental Power and all forms of observation techniques.

So not only were the members of the Eastern Imperial Clan unable to see through it—even a powerful Spirit World Master like the Left Heavenly Lord couldn't penetrate the cloak to discern what Chu Feng truly looked like.

And since Dongfang Zexuan harbored such deep hatred for Chu Feng, he certainly had no intention of letting things go. To seek revenge, he first needed to know Chu Feng's face—which was exactly why he wanted to look. But unfortunately, Chu Feng was far too clever to walk into such a trap.

"Looks like you don't dare." Dongfang Zexuan avoided any mention of revenge, instead using provocation to try to force Chu Feng's hand.

"It's not about daring. It's about whether you're worthy," Chu Feng replied.

"What kind of way is that to speak?!" The elders of the Eastern Imperial Clan could no longer restrain themselves and began berating Chu Feng.

"Is how I speak any of your business?" At that moment, the Left Heavenly Lord's voice boomed out—domineering, resonant as a great bell, awe-inspiring, like a god descended. His voice alone was enough to suppress everything.

Under that roar, the elders of the Eastern Imperial Clan shrank back like startled birds, bowing their heads without daring to utter a single word of protest.

A Martial Emperor was not something they—mere half-emperors—could hope to contend with. No matter how close they were to the peak, as long as they remained in the half-emperor realm, the gulf between them and a true Martial Emperor was still as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.

"Third Prince, if you want to see my true face, that's not out of the question. But wait until your barrier technique can surpass mine first," Chu Feng said.

"Fine. One day, I will crush you beneath my feet. Even in barrier techniques, you will eventually fall to me."

"Let's go." With that final remark, Dongfang Zexuan turned on his heel and departed.

Following his lead, the entire army of the Eastern Imperial Clan turned and withdrew.