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Suddenly,
"Brother, run… run quick!" Even
In truth, at that moment, many within the Allied Army were urging Chu Feng to flee.
The only difference was that some shouted openly while others sent voice transmissions in secret.
It wasn't that they looked down on Chu Feng.
In fact, with the cultivation of a first-grade True Immortal, Chu Feng had managed to suppress the Soul Infant Sect's Master to such an extent — that was already extraordinary.
In their hearts, Chu Feng's reputation as a genius was absolutely well-deserved. He was already the strongest among them all.
But right now, the Soul Infant Sect's Master had used some unknown means to evolve to this level.
The current Soul Infant Sect's Master was far too powerful. In their eyes, Chu Feng simply could not defeat him — not the Soul Infant Sect's Master as he was now.
Hummmm—
Yet at that very moment, the Soul Infant Sect's Master suddenly moved his will, and an overwhelming wave of pressure blanketed the heavens and earth, rendering every single person incapable of moving even an inch.
"You want to flee? All of you will die here today — die at my hands. Not a single one of you will escape," the Soul Infant Sect's Master declared.
"Who told you I was planning to flee?" But at that very moment, Chu Feng spoke up in a calm voice.
His tone was composed, and there was not a hint of turmoil on his face. On the contrary, Chu Feng's gaze fixed upon the Soul Infant Sect's Master was filled with a trace of mockery.
"This Chu Feng — how can he be so confident? Could it be… he still has some means to contend with the Soul Infant Sect's Master?"
"I'm not sure. It's just that this Chu Feng's background is no ordinary thing. He might well be a genius from some Upper Realm who came here to train. If that's the case, then he should still possess means to contend with the Soul Infant Sect's Master."
"No — not 'should,' but 'definitely.' This Chu Feng certainly still has trump cards he hasn't used,"
"But his cultivation is only first-grade True Immortal. He's already used his half-Immortal weapon — what other means could he possibly have? Could it be… he plans to take a forbidden pill as well?" Chu Yue asked.
In Chu Yue's eyes, apart from resorting to forbidden pills, Chu Feng likely had nothing left to match the Soul Infant Sect's Master.
"Not necessarily. If he truly hails from a Heavenly Clan in some Upper Realm, then any member of that clan who dares to come here alone for training would absolutely carry a powerful supreme treasure on their person."
"Such a treasure would be enough to annihilate not just this Soul Infant Sect's Master, but anyone far stronger than him," Chu Huai said.
"I have heard of such treasures, but anyone who carries one for protection would surely be a genius from an Upper Realm," Chu Yue said.
"He's so young already and possesses this level of cultivation — is Chu Feng not a genius by any definition?" Chu Huai asked.
"He's… well…" Chu Yue hesitated for a moment, unable to find a rebuttal. Yet she was still somewhat reluctant to agree, so she finally nodded and said, "I suppose he barely qualifies…"
"Look — the Soul Infant Sect's Master is about to strike," Chu Huai said suddenly.
Hearing this, Chu Yue turned her gaze toward the Soul Infant Sect's Master and saw that he had condensed martial power into a massive sword.
The giant sword was a thousand meters long. It was not a martial technique — merely a construct of raw martial power.
Yet the aura emanating from this sword was far more formidable than the Soul Infant Demon Sword the Soul Infant Sect's Master had unleashed earlier.
The reason was simple: the Soul Infant Sect's Master was now far too powerful.
Though he had not truly become a third-grade True Immortal, his aura had already infinitely approached that level.
In short, he could no longer be measured by the standards of an ordinary second-grade True Immortal.
"Chu Feng, I acknowledge that you are a rare genius. Given more time to grow, your future achievements would be limitless — this
"But why, of all days, did you have to become my enemy today?"
"You chose the wrong path. You should never have stood against me, but it's too late to turn back now."
"Because you have thoroughly enraged me, and I will kill you."
"I will personally crush a genius like you with my own hands," the Soul Infant Sect's Master said through gritted teeth.
It was clear that he truly despised Chu Feng to his very core.
And who could blame him? Chu Feng had driven him to consume so many forbidden pills that his very soul was on the verge of dissipating — how could he not hate him?
"This should be your final gambit, shouldn't it?"
"Relying on massive quantities of forbidden pills to gain power — to the point where the moment their effects wear off, your soul will immediately disintegrate."
"To kill me, you truly won't stop at anything. But there's something I must tell you," Chu Feng said.
"What is it?" the Soul Infant Sect's Master asked with a frown, irritation evident in his voice.
"Even so, you still won't be able to harm me in the slightest," Chu Feng said.
"Arrogant!" The Soul Infant Sect's Master flew into a rage at those words.
Then, with his palm serving as a command, the Soul Infant Sect's Master pointed at Chu Feng, and the thousand-meter giant sword of martial power thrust toward him.
The movement produced a deafening hum as space itself trembled violently. Even those upon the healing formation — Ying Mingzhao and the others — wobbled unsteadily, as though they might tumble from the formation at any moment.