Martial God Asura · Chapter 2107
Chapter 2106 — Absolute Suppression (1)
January 17, 2020 · 3 min read · 698 words
"Chu Feng, look! It really is Chu Feng!"
"It's Chu Feng! He's come back to save us! Lord Chu Feng has come to rescue us!"
The moment they recognized Chu Feng, the people inside the Gate of Transformation exploded into commotion once more.
The gloom that had settled over them was swept away in an instant. Despair vanished from their faces, replaced by wild, ecstatic joy.
Although many of them could not discern Chu Feng's cultivation, they could feel it — the aura he radiated now seemed in no way inferior to that of the Dark Hall's Master.
"Those… those four Sacred Beasts — aren't they Qing Xuantian's guardian beasts?"
When the Four Sacred Beasts came into focus, the Celestial Immortal's face filled with shock. Not only had he lived through the era of Qing Xuantian — he had laid eyes on the man himself. He knew with absolute certainty that the four Sacred Beasts before him were the very same guardian beasts that had served Qing Xuantian all those years ago. There was no mistaking it.
"What? Those four powerful beings — they were Lord Qing Xuantian's guardian beasts?"
"Why would Lord Qing Xuantian's guardian beasts appear alongside Lord Chu Feng?"
The Celestial Immortal had spoken loudly enough that practically everyone inside the Gate of Transformation had heard him.
And upon hearing this revelation, the crowd was swept up by yet another wave of shock.
After all, Qing Xuantian was the strongest being since the ancient era — the most powerful among the Five Emperors.
Legends about Qing Xuantian were innumerable. Tales of his exploits spread far and wide. For virtually everyone on the Martial Continent, those three words — Qing Xuantian — carried a significance all their own.
"Not only are there four Sacred Beasts — young friend Chu Feng's aura is already entirely on par with the Dark Hall's Master. It seems his true cultivation has also reached the seventh rank of Martial Emperor, just like the Dark Hall's Master."
"Young friend Chu Feng must have already obtained Qing Xuantian's inheritance." The Elven King was equally beside himself with joy, trembling with excitement.
"Lord Chu Feng — he is Lord Qing Xuantian's successor?"
"Heavens! No wonder Lord Chu Feng is so powerful. It seems we're saved today — we're saved!!!"
After hearing the Elven King's words, the crowd's shock only deepened. People had been unable to understand why Chu Feng would appear alongside Qing Xuantian's four legendary guardian beasts. But the Elven King had given them a perfectly reasonable explanation. It turned out Chu Feng really was Qing Xuantian's heir. Some had speculated as much before, but now… that speculation had been confirmed.
"Chu Feng — your cultivation has actually improved by so much?" The Dark Hall's Master was visibly surprised. He glanced at the Four Sacred Beasts and said, "These four look very much like Qing Xuantian's four guardian beasts."
"I see — you obtained Qing Xuantian's inheritance. That's why your cultivation rose so sharply." The Dark Hall's Master spoke with a cold edge.
Chu Feng paid him no heed. Instead, he said flatly, "Dark Hall's Master, you have slaughtered countless innocent lives for your own selfish desires. Are you prepared to die?"
"Oh? You mean to kill me?"
"Ha ha ha ha — how laughable. You're even more ridiculous than that Moon Immortal."
"You truly believe that sharing my cultivation, my bloodline, and my combat strength means you can stand against me?"
"Chu Feng — I told you, today I will show you just how vast the gap between us truly is."
As he spoke, the Dark Hall's Master actually put away the two Emperor Armaments in his hands.
Contempt. That gesture was pure contempt — as though he were telling everyone that fighting Chu Feng was beneath him, that he wouldn't even need weapons like Emperor Armaments.
"Heh…" And faced with such blatant disdain, Chu Feng merely offered a faint smile — the kind one might direct at a clown.
"Laugh. You won't be laughing for much longer."
Boom—
The Dark Hall's Master struck. A torrent of martial power surged forth like a tidal wave, crashing toward Chu Feng from every direction.