"Hmph." Yet, facing the masses that swarmed toward him from every direction, packed tightly and closing in from all sides, Chu Feng merely let out a cold snort.
He swallowed a single pill, and instantly, streaks of radiant, immortal-like light began to emanate from within his body — that was the power of Immortal-level barrier energy. The Immortal Transformation Pill had taken effect.
To guard against any mishaps, Chu Feng had sealed the remaining two Immortal Transformation Pills in his mouth using a special technique. The moment he wished to consume one, he could do so instantly.
Now, he had swallowed the second Immortal Transformation Pill, and as a result, his cultivation was skyrocketing.
In the blink of an eye, he surged from the fourth stage of Half Ancestor all the way to the fourth stage of Martial Ancestor — leaping across an entire major realm of cultivation in one breath.
"Come at me! Show me who can kill me!!!"
As Chu Feng spoke, he swept his massive sleeve through the air.
Swish, swish, swish —
In that instant, vast Ancestor-level martial power condensed into scythe after scythe of force, slashing outward in every direction without a shred of mercy.
The speed was too great. The power too overwhelming.
None of the thousands who had charged at Chu Feng could dodge.
Screams erupted without end, blood sprayed through the air, and in mere moments every last one of those thousands of attackers — whether they had been at the Half Ancestor realm or even the Martial Ancestor realm — was cut down by Chu Feng without exception. Not a single intact corpse remained.
"Th-this… how is this possible?!"
Witnessing this scene, forget everyone else — Chu Luyang's jaw dropped on the spot.
How could Chu Feng's cultivation have suddenly become this powerful? He had leapt straight from the fourth stage of Half Ancestor to the fourth stage of Martial Ancestor?
Fourth stage of Martial Ancestor. Even after Chu Luyang had employed every trick at his disposal, he could only fight on par with a third stage Martial Ancestor. Against a fourth stage Martial Ancestor like Chu Feng, he stood absolutely no chance.
And if even he couldn't defeat Chu Feng, then within this entire Luyang Pavilion, there was no one left who could.
"Run!!!"
In that moment, the members of Luyang Pavilion panicked. One after another they spun around and fled, not daring to linger for even a heartbeat more.
They had realized their mistake — this wasn't Chu Feng carelessly stirring up trouble. This was an elaborate trap he had set all along.
Someone was going on a slaughter today, but it certainly wasn't going to be their Luyang Pavilion. It was Chu Feng. Chu Feng was the one who intended to massacre, and if they didn't flee quickly, they would meet the same miserable end as those who had already perished at his hands.
"Damn it."
Whoosh —
With his subordinates fleeing, Chu Luyang naturally had no intention of staying behind to die. He spun around, unleashing both his Thunder Armor and Thunder Wings simultaneously, his cultivation instantly jumping from the seventh stage of Half Ancestor to the ninth stage of Half Ancestor.
At the same time, light flashed beneath his feet as he activated a Heaven's Forbidden movement technique, prepared to escape.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Yet the moment Chu Luyang turned, before he had even covered a hundred meters, Chu Feng appeared before him like a phantom — silent, sudden, and utterly inescapable.
Chu Feng swung his arm, a violent gust of wind erupting from the motion, and a devastating open-palm slap struck Chu Luyang across the face with lightning speed.
SLAP —
That slap carried monstrous force, its crack reverberating between heaven and earth. It sent blood streaming from Chu Luyang's nose and mouth and left him completely dazed.
Forget continuing to flee — he lost even the ability to stay airborne, plummeting downward and crashing miserably into the ground.