"Listen to me, Brother Chu Feng is my brother. If you dare say one more disrespectful word to him, don't blame me, Nangong Ya, for being impolite." After saying these words, Nangong Ya finally withdrew his long spear.
"You… you… fine… Nangong Ya, you're really something. This is the Immortal's Island. I respect the Weapon Refining Immortal, so I won't stoop to your level. But once we leave this island, you'll regret it."
Being pointed at the throat with a spear by Nangong Ya — nearly pierced through — in front of so many people made Beitang Zimo feel deeply humiliated. He gritted his teeth in rage, fury surging within him. He was the type to hold grudges, and he stored this debt deep in his heart.
"Gentlemen, sorry to have kept you waiting."
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out. Soon, a group of people wearing white clothes and bamboo hats emerged from the other end of the plaza.
The newcomers numbered twenty in total, ten on each side. Their faces couldn't be seen, but their cultivation could be felt — Peak Half Emperor. All twenty were Peak Half Emperor level experts, on par with the sect leaders of the Nine Powers.
Yet such powerful figures now stood on either side like guards, as if awaiting someone's arrival.
Sure enough, before long a young man walked out from behind the twenty white-clad experts and took position at the very front.
Following that, the twenty experts truly behaved like guards, trailing behind the young man.
The man was also dressed in white. His age was similar to Nangong Ya and Beitang Zimo's, but his cultivation was actually even stronger than theirs. Of the same young generation, his cultivation had already reached Fifth-rank Half Emperor.
Not only that, his combat power was also extremely formidable. Like Chu Feng and Dantai Xue, he possessed a three-rank combat advantage — meaning his true combat power could rival an ordinary Eighth-rank Half Emperor.
A peer who could rival an Eighth-rank Half Emperor — this was arguably the strongest existence Chu Feng had seen since arriving at the Sacred Land of Martialism, the apex of the young generation.
Moreover, Chu Feng noticed that this white-clad man not only possessed extraordinary cultivation, but his body also carried a special aura, faintly emanating a subtle golden glow.
That golden glow was invisible to ordinary people, but Chu Feng could see it — it was barrier power. Snake-pattern royal-level barrier power. This white-clad young man was not only a martial arts genius, but also a Snake-pattern Royal-Robed Spirit World Master.
Such talent was truly terrifying.
"Who is this person? He's incredibly powerful." At this moment, even Chu Feng couldn't help but ask, because this man's talent in every aspect was simply impeccable — the pinnacle of the young generation, at least the strongest among his peers that Chu Feng had ever witnessed.
"I haven't met him personally either, but if I'm not mistaken, he should be the Weapon Refining Immortal's closed-door disciple — Baili Xinghe," Nangong Ya said.
"Baili Xinghe?" Chu Feng committed the name to memory. Baili Xinghe had earned the right to be remembered by Chu Feng.
"Yes. Baili Xinghe possesses a God-given Divine Body. It's said he commands a divine power as vast as a galaxy — one of the most powerful among all God-given Divine Powers. Some even say what he possesses is the strongest God-given Divine Body in all of the Sacred Land of Martialism."
"Look carefully at Baili Xinghe's eyes — they seem to contain countless galaxies, utterly unique." Nangong Ya pointed toward Baili Xinghe as he spoke.
"Indeed. Not only do his eyes contain a galaxy-like radiance, but his entire bearing is extraordinary. One look and you can tell he's a dragon among men, someone exceptional. The Sacred Land of Martialism truly harbors hidden dragons and crouching tigers."
Chu Feng rarely spoke so highly of a peer, but Baili Xinghe was genuinely outstanding. He had to give due credit — otherwise he would seem stingy, and Chu Feng had never been one to be stingy.