Those who were holding their positions looked especially terrified, their faces pale with fear, some even trembling.
They all knew — there was no way they could be a match for Chu Feng.
Swoosh—
But just then, a figure suddenly shot up from deep within the Fang Heavenly Clan's formation, radiating tremendous aura, and charged straight toward Chu Feng.
In the blink of an eye, he had arrived before Chu Feng — but… he stopped.
Upon seeing that figure, the Fang Heavenly Clan members who had been on edge finally let out a breath of relief.
Because that person was none other than the strongest among them, the one they placed all their hope in —
At this moment, Fang Hualong was no more than ten thousand meters away from Chu Feng.
But for martial cultivators of their level, that was an extremely close distance.
With their speed and power, either one could cripple or even kill their opponent in an instant.
Under normal circumstances, both sides should have been on high guard, watching for any lapse in attention from the other.
Yet neither Chu Feng nor Fang Hualong seemed the least bit tense.
Fang Hualong, in particular, studied Chu Feng up close, and the look in his eyes was filled with undisguised contempt.
"You're Chu Feng, I take it?" Fang Hualong asked after sizing him up.
"Why bother asking?" Chu Feng replied.
"Just making sure, after all — you're
"But I have to say, I'm actually a bit disappointed. Chu Xuanyuan was so extraordinary, yet his son… seems rather underwhelming." Fang Hualong's words dripped with provocation.
"Oh?" Chu Feng, rather than taking offense at the taunt, simply offered a faint smile. "If I'm merely 'underwhelming,' then what does that make you, who's over three hundred years older than me?"
"You—!" The moment Chu Feng uttered those words, Fang Hualong's expression shifted dramatically.
Chu Feng's remark had struck his sore spot.
Indeed, he was the prodigious talent of the Fang Heavenly Clan, their future hope, and he had always been exceedingly proud.
His cultivation was on par with Chu Feng's, but in terms of age… he was significantly older.
Strictly speaking, he could no longer be considered a member of the younger generation.
Yet Chu Feng, even among the younger generation, was remarkably young.
If one compared their talent based on the age at which they had cultivated, then Fang Hualong was clearly inferior to Chu Feng by no small margin.
"What good is a sharp tongue?"
"Your clan has only a single war flag left, while my clan has sixty camps and one hundred and twenty war flags standing tall — how exactly do you plan to win?" Fang Hualong demanded angrily.
"That's simple enough — I'll just destroy all one hundred and twenty of your war flags, and that'll be that." Chu Feng replied with an air of complete nonchalance.
"Hmph — I doubt you have the ability."
As soon as those words left his mouth, a Heaven-tier Lightning Mark appeared on Fang Hualong's forehead. The moment the Heaven-tier Lightning Mark manifested, his cultivation surged from seventh-grade Martial Immortal to eighth-grade Martial Immortal.
Moreover, at that very instant he launched himself forward, transforming into a streak of light as he hurtled toward Chu Feng.
He intended to use his superior cultivation — one full grade higher — to overwhelm Chu Feng.
In that moment, everyone who cared about Chu Feng broke into a cold sweat for his sake.
Fang Hualong's strike had come far too suddenly, and at such close range, they feared Chu Feng would not have time to react.
Boom—
But after a thunderous blast, it was Fang Hualong — the one who had been charging toward Chu Feng — who was sent hurtling backward tens of thousands of meters.
Only then did the onlookers realize that Fang Hualong had been sent flying by a single punch from Chu Feng.
At this moment, the aura emanating from Chu Feng's body was also that of an eighth-grade Martial Immortal.
The reason for this was that a Lightning Mark had also appeared on Chu Feng's forehead. Not only was Chu Feng's Lightning Mark far more resplendent than Fang Hualong's Heaven-tier mark, but its aura was on an entirely different level.
Because the Lightning Mark on Chu Feng's forehead was a God-tier Lightning Mark.
"A God-tier Lightning Mark — he… truly has cultivated the God Punishment Mystic Art."
As those words rang out, the expressions of the Fang Heavenly Clan members turned extremely grim.
They all knew full well that the God Punishment Mystic Art was not only exceedingly rare but also incredibly difficult to cultivate. Unless one possessed genuine talent and willpower, attempting to cultivate it would be nothing short of suicide.
That Chu Feng had made it this far while cultivating the God Punishment Mystic Art meant that his talent and willpower were beyond question — they had absolutely reached the level of a monster.
No wonder, then, that although both of their cultivations had been raised to the eighth-grade Martial Immortal, Fang Hualong had been sent flying by a single punch from Chu Feng.