"Come at me if you've got the guts!" Chu Feng roared as he fought back with everything he had.
"Hahaha, I could kill you anytime I wanted, but I'd rather toy with you." The Yin Yang Immortal wore a sinister grin.
Their earlier contest in the art of formations had cost him face and left him in a foul mood.
But now, in terms of martial cultivation, he had found absolute confidence, absolute superiority — and the feeling was utterly intoxicating.
"You shameless wretch! You're unworthy of being called a senior — an immortal? You're nothing but rubbish!" Chu Feng cursed.
"Senior? Can being a senior put food on the table? Immortal? Does being an immortal grant eternal life?"
"I couldn't care less about these empty titles. What I care about is power."
"Frankly, toying with ordinary people is completely boring."
"But toying with a genius — especially one as monstrous as you — now that is a truly exquisite pleasure. One of life's greatest joys, hahahaha!!!" The Yin Yang Immortal burst into laughter, his shamelessness on full display.
"I'll kill you! I'll pierce your heart with ten thousand arrows! I'll scatter your soul into oblivion!" Chu Feng was driven into a fury by the Yin Yang Immortal's taunts. The Heavenly Immortal Sword Art in his hands grew ever more ferocious, yet his aura became increasingly unstable.
Though Chu Feng's attacks were growing fiercer, bringing him step by step closer to the Yin Yang Immortal, the latter actually felt less threatened than before. Chu Feng had lost his reason.
"Hahaha, you're my plaything now — I'll do with you as I please." Seeing Chu Feng lose his mind, the Yin Yang Immortal laughed even louder.
"Heh…" However, in the blink of an eye, a cold, sinister curve crept across Chu Feng's supposedly furious face. His eyes turned blood-red as he bellowed: "Secret Technique — Abyssal Slaughter!"
Bzzzz—
Whoosh—
The moment those words left his lips, a vast surge of blood-red energy erupted from Chu Feng's body, sealing off the surrounding space in an instant. The Yin Yang Immortal happened to be within the sealed area.
"Not good!" At that moment, the Yin Yang Immortal's expression changed drastically. He had sensed lethal danger.
All his earlier ease, all his earlier arrogance — it all vanished in an instant, replaced by the sensation of a lamb cast into a tiger's jaws. The oppressive aura of that danger made even his breathing turn ragged.
"Die!!!"
Suddenly, Chu Feng cried out again, and the Abyssal Slaughter erupted with murderous intent. A terrifying wave of killing aura surged from every direction, crashing toward the Yin Yang Immortal like a tidal force — and the one Chu Feng sought to kill was none other than him.
As it turned out, Chu Feng's earlier fury had been nothing but an act. He had deliberately provoked the Yin Yang Immortal into letting his guard down, so he could launch a devastating surprise attack.
"Break!!!" the Yin Yang Immortal roared.
At that very instant, he raised a single object high above his head.
The object blazed with brilliant radiance. A dense, overwhelming imperial might erupted outward like a volcanic eruption, flooding in every direction. That golden imperial might descended like a divine weapon sent from the heavens itself, forcibly dispersing Chu Feng's Abyssal Slaughter.
"Damn it!" Chu Feng clenched his fists in fury — he had been so close.
An Emperor Armament. It was that Emperor Armament that had saved the Yin Yang Immortal's life.
But when Chu Feng caught sight of that Emperor Armament, his eyes lit up — because it was no ordinary one.