"Chu Feng, you truly are confident. But Spirit Formation techniques are still Spirit Formation techniques at the end of the day. No matter how many first-grade Martial Emperor-level beasts you summon, you won't be able to beat the three of us. We are genuine second-grade Martial Emperors."
When Chu Feng retracted his secret technique, another Dark Hall Martial Emperor assumed Chu Feng intended to use Spirit Formation techniques against them.
"Spirit Formation techniques? I don't need them at all. Today, I'll take care of the three of you with my own martial power."
Clang—
The moment Chu Feng finished speaking, he drew the Heavenly Immortal Sword. The instant the sword appeared, a surge of majestic righteous energy emerged alongside it, swirling around Chu Feng. His entire bearing transformed — like a legendary sword immortal descended upon the world, inspiring deep reverence.
"Chu Feng, we've heard you possess fourth-grade battle power. That's your advantage, but that advantage only exists when you fight fellow Half-Emperors while in the Half-Emperor realm."
"Once you reach the Martial Emperor realm, that advantage disappears. It's common knowledge that anyone capable of becoming a Martial Emperor possesses the ability to fight three grades above them," the last Dark Hall Martial Emperor said.
"You're saying that since my ability to fight four grades above is the same as fighting three grades above, I have no advantage?" Chu Feng asked.
"An advantage still exists, of course. But against Martial Emperors, you have at most a one-grade advantage. If the three people standing before you right now were first-grade Martial Emperors, then yes, you'd have an advantage."
"But the three of us are genuine second-grade Martial Emperors. Do you really think you have an advantage?" the Dark Hall Martial Emperor said.
"Well, there's only one way to find out." Chu Feng smiled faintly, but in the next instant, the warmth vanished from his eyes, replaced by a piercing cold glint. Simultaneously, the Heavenly Immortal Sword in his hand burst into ten thousand streaks of sword light, all lashing toward the three Dark Hall Martial Emperors at once.
"Just what we wanted to hear." The three Dark Hall Martial Emperors each let out a cold snort, releasing a torrent of murderous intent as they charged forward to meet him head-on.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—
In an instant, deafening explosions rang out without cease. Blades of light and shadows of swords filled the air as Chu Feng clashed with all three opponents at once.
Yet the moment the four of them entered combat, Chu Feng had already seized absolute dominance. With a single set of razor-sharp sword techniques, he battered the three Dark Hall Martial Emperors into a steady retreat, leaving them with no choice but to defend.
"Magnificent, truly magnificent swordsmanship. Such sword techniques are simply unheard of. It seems Chu Feng has already grasped the essence of the Heavenly Immortal Sword Art."
Seeing Chu Feng suppress all three Dark Hall Martial Emperors single-handedly, even the Spirit Immortal was struck with admiration. Chu Feng's swordwork was far too exquisite — it was virtually comparable to a Forbidden martial skill. The swordsmanship alone was more than enough to overwhelm those three Dark Hall Martial Emperors.
"Damn it, I refuse to believe this!"
Having been suppressed by Chu Feng from the very start of the battle, the three Dark Hall Martial Emperors were unwilling to accept it. With a fierce roar, streaks of golden radiance erupted from their bodies, transforming into gray hurricanes that swept across heaven and earth, hurtling toward Chu Feng.
They were martial skills — Earth Forbidden martial skills at that. Faced with Chu Feng's suppression, they had no choice but to unleash Earth Forbidden martial skills to stand their ground.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Yet the Heavenly Immortal Sword in Chu Feng's hand was not only infinitely versatile but also devastatingly sharp. With a single sword, he shattered the Earth Forbidden martial skill that the three had launched in unison.
"The Dark Hall, huh? And here I thought they were something special. Turns out they're worse than the second-grade Martial Emperors of the Demon Flood Dragon Royal Clan." Chu Feng sneered inwardly.
When he had fought the second-grade Martial Emperor of the Demon Flood Dragon Royal Clan that day, he had felt at least some pressure. But against the three before him now, he felt none whatsoever. He didn't need to resort to Forbidden martial skills, nor did he need to use any secret techniques. The Heavenly Immortal Sword alone was more than enough to keep them completely suppressed.
Of course, even though he was still at the first-grade Martial Emperor level, his strength today was far beyond what it had been back then. He had gradually adapted to the power of a Martial Emperor, so naturally, his combat prowess had grown even stronger.
Pfft, pfft, pfft—
Suddenly, Chu Feng's sword technique shifted once more. Three streaks of blood sprayed from the bodies of the three Dark Hall Martial Emperors. Each of them now had a gaping, bloody hole through his Dantian — Chu Feng had crippled their cultivation in a single stroke.