As for Chu Feng, he had singled out the Ancient Fierce Beasts for his assault, for he knew that the Dark Hall's ability to suppress the Ancient Spirits relied entirely on those creatures.
The Ancient Fierce Beasts were formidable — especially those at the sixth level of Martial Emperor. An ordinary sixth-level Martial Emperor would likely be no match for them, yet Chu Feng was confident he could slay them.
Boom boom boom boom boom—
In an instant, Chu Feng clashed head-on with the horde of savage Ancient Fierce Beasts, fighting alone against many.
"Young friend Chu Feng, be careful! Those Ancient Fierce Beasts are extraordinarily vicious!" Seeing that Chu Feng had taken on so many of them by himself, the Ancient Spirits broke into a cold sweat for his sake. After their own battles, every one of them had suffered at the hands of those beasts.
The Ancient Fierce Beasts were nothing like the Fierce Beasts of the Martial Continent. They possessed no spiritual intelligence, yet they were armed with honed combat techniques. Combined with their powerful physiques and unique energy, they were born battle-mad demons — nearly impossible to deal with.
Awooo—
Yet, moments after the fight began, several of the Ancient Fierce Beasts let out wretched howls and fell dead at Chu Feng's hands.
In that instant, not only the Dark Hall members but even the Ancient Spirits who had been worrying about Chu Feng stood there dumbstruck, startled to the core.
It was one thing for Chu Feng to cut down fifth-level and fourth-level Martial Emperor Ancient Fierce Beasts with ease, but among those that had just fallen, there had been one at the sixth level of Martial Emperor as well.
Chu Feng was holding nothing back. He was fighting at full power, so everyone could now perceive his true cultivation and his heaven-defying combat strength.
Moreover, the weapon in his hand was an Emperor Armament — but how could such an Emperor Armament be this powerful? And its shape was so familiar…
"The Coiling Dragon Rage Cleaver — young friend Chu Feng, could that Emperor Armament you wield be the legendary Coiling Dragon Rage Cleaver?" After observing for a moment, the Refining Immortal blurted out in astonishment.
"Refining Immortal, you're right — that is indeed the Coiling Dragon Rage Cleaver once used by the Beast Emperor," the Snow Blade Madman declared loudly.
"Heavens." At the Snow Blade Madman's words, many couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath, never imagining that Chu Feng had come to possess such a legendary Emperor Armament.
At this point, no one worried about Chu Feng anymore. His strength had already risen — he was now a second-level Martial Emperor. With his extraordinary Lightning Power, he could fight at the level of a fourth-level Martial Emperor, and with his battle-leveling items, his combat power was already terrifying.
Now, with the legendary Emperor Armament "Coiling Dragon Rage Cleaver" backing him up, Chu Feng had reached a realm of power that was truly heaven-defying.
Below the seventh level of Martial Emperor, there was likely no one who could match him. Forget the fact that Chu Feng had brought over a thousand Martial Emperors with him — Chu Feng alone was enough to tip the balance of this battle.
"Heh heh heh — so this little brat is Chu Feng. How interesting." Luan Jie, son of the World Extinguishing Immortal, was also watching Chu Feng at that moment, a cold smirk curling at the corner of his lips.
"Kill Chu Feng!" And as they watched Chu Feng ruthlessly slaughtering the Ancient Fierce Beasts, the Dark Hall members grew desperate. Every one of them at the seventh level of Martial Emperor — even some at the sixth level — tried every means to break free from the fray and go after Chu Feng.
But unfortunately, the top experts of the Ancient Spirits would not give them that chance. It had been the Dark Hall's forces who had been holding the Ancient Spirits' strong fighters in check all along, which had given the rest of the Dark Hall and the Ancient Fierce Beasts their opportunity to massacre the Ancient Spirits.
Now it was finally Chu Feng's turn to slaughter the Dark Hall's people, and the Dark Hall actually wanted to send help? The Ancient Spirits naturally would not grant them that opportunity.
"Don't bother — this Chu Feng is mine! I'll deal with him myself!" Suddenly, Luan Jie shouted with excitement. He then transformed into a streak of light and shot toward Chu Feng.
"Not so fast." At the sight of this, the Refining Immortal and that Protector hurriedly raised their Emperor Armaments and moved to intercept.