"Chu Feng's cultivation has actually reached this level?"
Everyone was stunned. Although Chu Feng had only gained the power to suppress Dugu Jianxu after donning his Thunder Armor and unfurling his Thunder Wings, people could still tell that his true cultivation had reached the same realm as Dugu Jianxu's — that of an Eight Rank Martial Ancestor.
Yet only two years ago, when Chu Feng had disappeared, he had still been a Half Ancestor. To have climbed to this level in just two years was simply beyond belief.
"Chu Feng, you... you... what are you trying to do?"
"If you dare cripple my cultivation, my Sword Immortal Sect will never let you get away with this!"
At this moment, Dugu Jianxu was panicking. After all, Chu Feng had already pierced through his Dantian — just one step more and his cultivation would be completely destroyed.
Right now, Chu Feng held his life in his hands. He had no choice but to be afraid. This was the cultivation he had spent so many years building.
"You think I, Chu Feng, am afraid of people from your Sword Immortal Sect?" Chu Feng's eyes were filled with mockery as he gazed at Dugu Jianxu.
Seeing that look, Dugu Jianxu's heart clenched. He suddenly realized just how stupid he had been. Chu Feng didn't even fear the Kong Heavenly Clan, so of course he feared nothing from the Sword Immortal Sect. To try and threaten Chu Feng with his sect's influence was truly laughable.
"Chu Feng, you and I have no grudge. What I did earlier was just a friendly spar — nothing more." Seeing that threats were useless, Dugu Jianxu had no choice but to soften his tone.
"Before today, that was true. We had no grudge, and I never considered you my enemy — let alone thought about taking your life."
"But when you attacked me earlier, you showed no mercy. You were trying to kill me."
"If my strength hadn't been superior to yours, I would already be dead." Chu Feng spoke word by word, each syllable dripping with icy coldness.
Seeing the murderous intent solidified in Chu Feng's gaze, Dugu Jianxu began to tremble. The man who had always been bursting with arrogance now had no choice but to humble himself. He hurriedly pleaded, "Chu Feng, I—"
But the moment he opened his mouth, a flash of ruthlessness crossed Chu Feng's eyes. "For someone like you, I, Chu Feng... have never shown mercy."
With that, the arm that had pierced through Dugu Jianxu's Dantian gave a violent tremor, and with a muffled boom, Dugu Jianxu's Dantian was completely obliterated.
Only after finishing this did Chu Feng withdraw his arm.
"NO!!!"
Dugu Jianxu let out a hysterical roar and swung his fist at Chu Feng in a desperate strike.
But Chu Feng simply shifted to the side, and the punch sailed through empty air.
When he still had his cultivation, he hadn't been Chu Feng's match. Now that his cultivation was gone, he stood even less of a chance.
Feeling the vast majority of his power vanish, consumed by despair, he dropped to one knee in midair with a thud.
He could still remain airborne by relying on the residual energy within his body, but he was no longer the Dugu Jianxu of old. He was no longer an Eight Rank Martial Ancestor.
"Sparing your life is already more mercy than you deserve."
Chu Feng looked at Dugu Jianxu without a shred of sympathy. He knew full well that if his own strength hadn't been greater, he would have died at Dugu Jianxu's hands long ago. For someone like that, there was no reason to feel pity.
"Now it's your turn."
Chu Feng turned his gaze to the Wine-Meat Monk.
The Wine-Meat Monk forced a bitter smile and hastily waved his hands. "Brother Chu Feng, I was just joking earlier! Please don't take it seriously!"
He was truly terrified. If even Dugu Jianxu had been dealt with so easily, he naturally stood no chance against Chu Feng either.
After all, Chu Feng had now revealed the full extent of his strength — the cultivation of an Eight Rank Martial Ancestor, combined with the Heaven-grade bloodline's Thunder Armor and Thunder Wings, plus combat power that defied four ranks. This was far beyond what an ordinary peak Martial Ancestor like himself could hope to contest.
Whoosh—
But in that very instant, Chu Feng's figure blurred and vanished.
When he reappeared, he was standing right in front of the Wine-Meat Monk.
"You!!!"
The Wine-Meat Monk's face changed drastically. He could clearly feel searing pain erupting from his Dantian.
On closer inspection, both the Wine-Meat Monk and the onlookers were shocked. The same arm Chu Feng had used to pierce through Dugu Jianxu's Dantian had, in that split second, passed straight through the Wine-Meat Monk's as well.
That was no mere hand — it was a blade that could pierce through anything. Even a Nine Rank Martial Ancestor like the Wine-Meat Monk couldn't withstand it.
"AAAGH!!!"
The Wine-Meat Monk suddenly let out an agonized scream of utter despair.
His fate was the same as Dugu Jianxu's — his Dantian was completely destroyed, and he could only use the remaining power in his body to barely keep himself hovering in midair.