Chapter 28822 — Furious Chu Feng (1)

Inside and outside the Inheritance Cave, every gaze had converged upon a single figure — that figure was Chu Feng.

Whether elder or junior, their eyes all conveyed the same message.

Surprise, astonishment, disbelief, and profound shock.

After all, the title of Asura Spirit World Master was far too extraordinary.

Chu Feng's martial cultivation talent was beyond dispute.

His art of barriers had already been displayed in his battle against the Liangqiu sisters.

If that was now paired with the title of Asura Spirit World Master, it was simply too extraordinary to fathom — it would probably send the entire Great Thousand Upper Realm into an uproar.

And under the crowd's eager gazes yearning for an answer, Chu Feng merely offered a faint smile before speaking.

"I never once said that I wasn't an Asura Spirit World Master."

Hiss—

The moment those words left his lips, everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

Though they had already suspected the answer, hearing Chu Feng confirm it with his own mouth still made their hearts race noticeably.

In martial cultivation, he commanded a heaven-defying secret technique and had cultivated the Divine Punishment Mystic Art.

In the art of barriers, he was an Asura Spirit World Master as well. For all these halos to converge upon a single person — calling him perfect would not be an overstatement.

At that moment, the gazes of the juniors inside the Inheritance Cave as they looked upon Chu Feng had completely changed.

Those two male disciples of the Starfall Sacred Ground could not help but feel a measure of reverence creep into their expressions.

Even the disciples of the Nine Profound Sect were similarly struck with looks of reverence.

In truth, it was not just them — even the elders outside the Inheritance Cave had begun to look at Chu Feng with that same shift in their eyes.

It was not that they were making a fuss over nothing; it was simply impossible for them not to take such a junior seriously.

"Chu Feng, what is the meaning of this?"

"Are you showing off that you're an Asura Spirit World Master too?"

Yet just as the crowd was still marveling, an extremely displeased voice rang out.

It was Asura Zhao Kun.

Asura Zhao Kun wore a face full of resentment. Clearly, the revelation that Chu Feng was also an Asura Spirit World Master had shocked him, but what he felt even more keenly was displeasure.

Sure enough, the moment he opened his mouth, he framed Chu Feng's exposure of his identity as an Asura Spirit World Master as something deliberate.

There was no denying it — he was underhanded and insidious.

After all, by putting it that way, he would indeed cause people to question Chu Feng's motives for revealing his identity.

"I simply want to break through this first Inheritance Point as quickly as possible. Only once it's broken will the riddle of the second Inheritance Point appear," Chu Feng said.

"Breaking through the Inheritance Point — the most pressing issue right now is finding the method to crack it, not your summoning of an Asura spirit. That alone won't do a thing."

"If all it took was summoning an Asura spirit to break through the Inheritance Point, why would we even need you? My spirit could have opened it long ago," Asura Zhao Kun said.

"Shut up."

At that moment, a sharp shout suddenly rang out.

Perhaps it came too abruptly, for it caught the completely unprepared Asura Zhao Kun so off guard that his entire body flinched.

And in the next instant, every pair of eyes turned toward Her Majesty.

Because that piercing shout had come from Her Majesty's own lips.

At that moment, Her Majesty's beautiful eyes were locked squarely upon Asura Zhao Kun.

For an ordinary person, being stared at by such a stunning beauty would have left them trembling with excitement long ago.

But Asura Zhao Kun felt utterly uncomfortable, because from Her Majesty's gaze, he had glimpsed something that filled him with fear.

But how could that be? She was only a ninth-grade Martial Ancestor — the same level of power as his own spirit.

And he, whatever else might be said, was a True Immortal. How could he possibly fear a spirit at the ninth grade of Martial Ancestor?

With that thought, Asura Zhao Kun found his courage again and opened his mouth, ready to berate Her Majesty.

But at that very moment, Her Majesty's slender, porcelain-white hand traced a graceful arc through the air.

A stream of dark, blackish aura followed her command and surged straight into the compass of the first Inheritance Point.