"End this war?"
"What bold words. What gives you the right?"
The moment those words left Chu Feng's lips, Li Anzhi's mockery came pouring in.
He had finally found an opportunity to ridicule Chu Feng. He was utterly convinced that Chu Feng could never break through his Immortal Gate Wind Blade Shield, so he was certain that Chu Feng's declaration would only earn him a slap in the face.
"What gives me the right?"
As for Li Anzhi's disdain, Chu Feng merely smiled faintly.
But behind that smile, a glint appeared in his eyes — one that made Li Anzhi feel inexplicably uneasy.
Boom— boom — boom—
The very next moment, the sound of thunder rumbled above Chu Feng's head.
The thunder was not only deafening but continuous, rolling and crashing in relentless succession.
At that moment, everyone involuntarily lifted their gazes toward the sky above Chu Feng.
Because right there, a powerful aura was gathering, coalescing, simultaneously overwhelming their senses.
Along with that powerful aura came streaks of blood-red lightning, manifesting where the thunder echoed and intertwined.
At first, the lightning was nothing more than shadows, but it grew clearer with each passing instant. In the blink of an eye, its true form was revealed.
Streak upon streak of brilliant lightning blazed across the sky, resembling colossal dragons and savage beasts galloping and spiraling overhead, roaring with fury.
This was no ordinary lightning — it was blood-red.
Blood-red lightning churned across the void, not only eerie but savage, filling onlookers with a nameless dread.
The younger generation in particular stared with undisguised terror, overcome with panic.
It was as though the end of days had descended upon them.
Fortunately, numerous powerful experts were present to hold the fort.
Had anyone stumbled upon such a sight without warning, many would have turned and fled in terror without daring to linger for a single moment.
And this was precisely the terrifying might of the technique Chu Feng was now unleashing — powerful and horrifying, inspiring deep fear in all who beheld it.
"What is that blood thunder? Is it an Immortal Gate martial art?"
"But the Chu Heavenly Clan doesn't seem to possess an Immortal Gate technique that fearsome, does it?"
Gazing at the blood-colored thunder that filled the sky, even Chu Xuan Zhengfa and the other members of the Chu Heavenly Clan wore expressions of astonishment.
The Chu Heavenly Clan commanded Immortal Gate martial arts of the clan-guarding caliber, yet even their most treasured clan-guarding technique could not compare to this.
The Immortal Gate martial art Chu Feng was now wielding already surpassed Li Anzhi's Immortal Gate Wind Blade Shield — and not by a small margin.
When that vast expanse of blood-red thunder appeared, not only did the other younger members of the Li Heavenly Clan grow afraid, but even Li Tianyou, who had been brimming with confidence in his elder brother, was gripped by fear.
The might of that blood thunder spoke for itself.
And precisely because it was so powerful, everyone wanted to know where it had come from.
Under these circumstances, the members of the Chu Heavenly Clan turned their gaze toward the clan leader.
However, in the face of their questioning looks, the Chu Heavenly Clan's leader simply smiled and shook his head.
He had certainly not passed this Immortal Gate technique down to Chu Feng — he himself had never mastered an Immortal Gate art this formidable.
This technique was called the Immortal Gate Blood Thunder Art.
The origin of this Immortal Gate Blood Thunder Art was, in fact, quite dramatic. If one were to tell it, few would believe it.
Chu Feng had simply picked it up on the ground inside the Origin Sea Sacred Mountain.
Back then, he had just entered the Origin Sea Sacred Mountain and was looking around when he found an Immortal Gate martial art manual lying on the ground.
Yet this very manual — plucked casually from the dirt — contained power of terrifying magnitude.
At the time, Chu Feng had been too weak in cultivation to practice the Immortal Gate Blood Thunder Art.
But once he finally cultivated it, he discovered just how devastatingly powerful it truly was.
Setting aside the two heaven-defying secret arts — the Ancient Battle Axe and the Ancient Battle Sword — the Immortal Gate Blood Thunder Art had become the most formidable weapon in Chu Feng's current arsenal.
"Li Anzhi, surrender now while there is still time."
"Otherwise, once my blood thunder falls, your wind shield will shatter beyond repair. And when that happens, I cannot guarantee that you won't be harmed." The words left Chu Feng's lips with an air of absolute confidence.