Boom boom boom boom boom—
At that moment, outside of Chu Feng's residence, continuous explosions thundered through the air as shockwaves ravaged heaven and earth.
Those were, naturally, caused by the battle between Wang Qiang and Kong Ruozeng.
Fighting was rare within the Kong Heavenly Clan. Even when younger generations sparred, it was done in special arenas.
This was the guest quarters, where battles were virtually unheard of on ordinary days. So when sounds of fighting erupted from here, it naturally attracted a massive crowd of onlookers.
Right now, outside of that residence, not only had a great number of Kong Heavenly Clan members gathered, but many guests who had come seeking the spectacle had arrived as well.
Perhaps it was because the Divine Thunder had struck twice already without causing any real destruction that people were no longer so worried about it. Instead, they had taken to enjoying the show with great relish.
"Truly worthy of being a heaven-blessed genius. That Wang Qiang—he's the genius who obtained Grandmaster Kaihong's inheritance alongside Chu Feng, isn't he?"
"Incredible. Looking at his age, Wang Qiang should be far younger than that junior of the Kong Heavenly Clan, yet his cultivation is vastly superior. If not for the Kong Heavenly Clan's junior propping himself up with his Heaven-level bloodline, he wouldn't stand a chance against Wang Qiang."
"Amazing, truly amazing. Worthy of being hailed as a genius who can rival Young Master Li Ming."
The onlookers gazed at Wang Qiang and Kong Ruozeng as they clashed, their praises flowing without end.
But the vast majority were rooting for Wang Qiang, and the compliments directed his way were practically unceasing.
"You bastard, you've been hiding your cultivation." Kong Ruozeng had already unleashed his Thunder Wings and Thunder Armor—the signature techniques of the Heaven-level bloodline. His cultivation had risen from Grade Nine Half Ancestor to Second Grade Martial Ancestor. Combined with his battle strength that could cross three full grades, he was now quite formidable.
Yet even so, he still could not defeat Wang Qiang.
Because right now, Wang Qiang's cultivation was no longer First Grade Martial Ancestor—it was Second Grade Martial Ancestor as well. And Wang Qiang likewise possessed the battle strength to cross three grades.
"Hiding my cultivation?"
"Hmph, your grandfather here has never stooped to such things. Your grandfather here simply... simply... broke through during secluded cultivation," Wang Qiang said with a grin.
Wang Qiang was telling the truth. He had indeed broken through during secluded cultivation. After all, he possessed that spittoon imbued with the Martial Dao. All he had to do was gain some insight, and he could successfully break through. This Second Grade Martial Ancestor was the benefit he had reaped from that Martial Dao spittoon.
However, Kong Ruozeng didn't believe a word of it. He sneered coldly, "Secluded cultivation? How long were you in seclusion that you could break through from First Grade to Second Grade Martial Ancestor?"
"Heh heh, a... a... a trash like you could never understand the loneliness of a genius like your grandfather," Wang Qiang retorted with cutting sarcasm, launching a continuous psychological barrage at Kong Ruozeng while never letting up on his offensive.
At that moment, both fighters held half-finished Ancestor Armaments. Their cultivation was equal, their battle strength was equal, and they fought with scorching intensity, neither able to gain the upper hand.
"Kong Ruozeng, stop this at once!!!"
Just then, a furious shout rang out—it was Kong Xuanlian.
The moment Kong Xuanlian appeared, every member of the Kong Heavenly Clan immediately straightened with reverence.
They had all heard about how Kong Ruozeng had provoked Chu Feng before and received a brutal lesson as a result. So they all knew that Kong Xuanlian was fiercely protective of Chu Feng. With him here now, Kong Ruozeng was likely in for it.
"Brother Xuanlian, it's just a spar between juniors. There's no need to be so angry." Just then, Kong Moyu arrived hot on Kong Xuanlian's heels and blocked his path.
Kong Moyu, like Kong Yuehua, suspected that Chu Feng was the intruder. And since Kong Yuehua had set this trap, he naturally wasn't going to let Kong Xuanlian ruin it.
"Heh heh, this... this... this honored elder, it's... it's fine. We're just sparring," Wang Qiang said to Kong Xuanlian with a cheerful grin.
"See? Even this young friend has no objections. Why must you interfere? A spar between juniors is hardly a big deal," Kong Moyu said to Kong Xuanlian.
However, when Wang Qiang spoke his next words, the expression on Kong Moyu's face didn't look nearly as comfortable.
"Don't worry, I won't beat him to death. At worst, I'll just leave him soiling himself, unable to take care of his own daily needs," Wang Qiang said with a look of smug satisfaction.
He didn't treat this place as the Kong Heavenly Clan in the slightest, nor did he hold any of the Kong Heavenly Clan members in any regard. He said whatever he pleased—that was simply Wang Qiang.
"You've got to be kidding me." Kong Ruozeng's fury had already reached its boiling point. Seeing Wang Qiang dare to humiliate him like this in front of an Elder Supreme pushed him over the edge. He unleashed a killing blow with his very first strike. This was no longer a simple spar—he was out to take Chu Feng's life.
"Kong Yao, Qiu Ci, what is going on here?" Seeing that he couldn't stop the fight, Kong Xuanlian turned his gaze toward Kong Ruozeng's parents.
At that, Kong Ruozeng's parents hurriedly transmitted a voice explanation to Kong Xuanlian.
In truth, Kong Xuanlian already knew the full story.
"I'll say this once—Young Friend Chu Feng is an honored guest invited by our Kong Heavenly Clan. Today... if you have wronged him, I will not let it go." Kong Xuanlian's words were transmitted via voice, and they reached only the ears of Kong Ruozeng's parents.
But upon hearing those words, Kong Ruozeng's parents felt their bodies shudder, their hearts trembling along with them.
Killing intent. They had actually sensed killing intent in Kong Xuanlian's words.
In all the time they had known Kong Xuanlian, this was the first time they had ever seen him harbor killing intent toward a fellow clan member—and that clan member was them.
Only now did they truly grasp the gravity of the situation. But it had gone too far. They had no path of retreat, so they could only insist that they had seen Chu Feng at the entrance to the Bereaved Plains.