Boom——
In that instant, a deafening explosion rang out, and even this impervious passageway shook violently.
By the time the billowing crimson aura dissipated, Elder
He had been struck by
Chu Feng's surprise attack had succeeded. The success hinged on two factors.
First, although Elder Zhao Yu held the rank of a Sixth Degree Martial Emperor, his overall combat ability fell short of the Yin Yang Immortal's.
Second, despite serving as a presiding elder of the Heavenly Dao Palace, Elder Zhao Yu did not possess an Emperor Armament.
These two shortcomings meant he had been unable to break free from Chu Feng's Mystical Force — Abyssal Slaughter.
And yet, he had survived. His survival was not owing to his status as a Sixth Degree Martial Emperor.
Rather, it was because he carried a supreme defensive treasure on his person. That treasure had sacrificed itself at the critical moment, saving Elder Zhao Yu's life.
But even so, his life now rested entirely in Chu Feng's hands — taken at Chu Feng's discretion.
However, this man was, after all, a presiding elder of the Heavenly Dao Palace, and he had entered this passage together with Chu Feng. Plenty of people had witnessed it.
If he simply died like this, Chu Feng would likely be unable to wash his hands of the matter.
Although the Heavenly Dao Palace had always harbored ill will toward Chu Feng, he still could not openly oppose them just yet. He could not kill this Zhao Yu.
After a moment of deliberation, a peculiar arc curled across the corner of Chu Feng's mouth. He said, "You can't die just yet. At least, not by my hand."
With that, Chu Feng used a barrier formation to disguise Elder Zhao Yu's condition.
A disguise — not healing. Although Elder Zhao Yu now appeared perfectly fine, without a single visible wound on his body, the severity of his injuries remained. Not only were they grave, but they were also unhealable, for Chu Feng had already employed measures to prevent him from mending his own wounds. The elder would remain locked in this critical state indefinitely.
In other words, he looked completely unscathed on the surface, but in truth, Chu Feng could kill him at will. And it was not just Chu Feng — even a mere First Degree Martial Emperor could dispatch him with ease.
"You… you… what are you going to do to me?" Elder Zhao Yu asked weakly after being subjected to Chu Feng's manipulations yet spared from death. He had no idea what scheme Chu Feng was hatching.
"Don't worry. You'll find out soon enough," Chu Feng replied with a smile. But that smile, in Elder Zhao Yu's eyes, was absolutely terrifying.
"You'd better not do anything reckless, or else… or else the Heavenly Dao Palace will never let you off," Elder Zhao Yu threatened — it was the only thing he could do in his current state.
"Heh…" Chu Feng merely offered a faint chuckle and deigned not to respond.
It was precisely this nonchalant laughter that tightened Elder Zhao Yu's chest with dread, filling him with regret at ever having followed Chu Feng into this place.
He had realized that Chu Feng was not only prodigiously talented and overwhelmingly powerful, but also a man who feared no trouble and feared no death. Falling into this kind of person's clutches meant that whatever awaited him would certainly not be anything pleasant.
After hurrying onward for a time, Chu Feng finally came to a halt.
But when Chu Feng stopped, Elder Zhao Yu was taken aback. He found that the place where Chu Feng had stopped was no different from anywhere else.