"There's no need to be alarmed. Although Chu Xuanyuan is indeed formidable, his son isn't nearly as terrifying."
"I've fought him before — just a defeated opponent," Tang Zhenghao said smugly.
In truth, he was well aware that Chu Feng's talent was far from lacking — otherwise, he never would have been able to defeat Li Anzhi.
But Chu Feng had, after all, lost to him once. Naturally, he wanted to flaunt his superiority.
"Scram."
Just then, Wuma Shengjie lost her patience. With those words, she moved to strike at Tang Haoran and drive Tang Zhenghao and the others out.
However, before she could even release her aura, a hand grabbed her wrist.
It was Chu Feng!
Chu Feng looked at Wuma Shengjie and shook his head, signaling for her not to intervene.
"The score between you and me is long overdue for settling," Chu Feng said to Tang Zhenghao.
"Haha, what a joke. You actually dare to provoke me?"
"Last time, if your Chu Heavenly Clan members hadn't been around, I'd have beaten you so badly you'd be spitting teeth everywhere. But this time, no one's going to protect you."
With that, Tang Zhenghao's long hair billowed as his aura surged outward.
Eighth-stage Heavenly Immortal.
Once his aura was released, the six others turned to look at Chu Feng once more, sympathy subtly surfacing in their eyes.
Eighth-stage Heavenly Immortal — in their view, this was already an extraordinarily powerful realm.
However, upon sensing Tang Zhenghao's cultivation, Wuma Shengjie's eyes were filled with disappointment.
Eighth-stage Heavenly Immortal was certainly strong, but Wuma Shengjie knew perfectly well that Chu Feng's cultivation was at the seventh-stage Martial Immortal.
Between an eighth-stage Heavenly Immortal and a seventh-stage Martial Immortal, the gap was truly a world apart.
It was the difference between gods and mortals — they weren't even on the same level.
"Chu Feng, you actually lost to this kind of trash?" Wuma Shengjie asked.
"My cultivation was insufficient back then — I did lose," Chu Feng said with an awkward smile.
"When was this?" Wuma Shengjie asked.
"Um… before I entered the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm," Chu Feng replied.
Hearing this, Wuma Shengjie furrowed her brow.
Before Chu Feng entered the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm, he couldn't even defeat an eighth-stage Heavenly Immortal. Yet now, he was already a seventh-stage Martial Immortal.
That rate of improvement was simply terrifying. After all, only a few months had passed since the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm — not even half a year.
In such a short span of time, he had broken through consecutively and reached the seventh-stage Martial Immortal realm.
That was the equivalent of leaping an entire major realm. Such a speed of advancement was beyond terrifying — even she was struck with amazement.
"What are you lot yapping about? Whoever wants to get beaten first, step forward," Tang Zhenghao said irritably.
He had revealed his aura to impress everyone and to make Chu Feng and Wuma Shengjie cower in fear.
Yet Chu Feng and Wuma Shengjie showed not the slightest trace of fear. Instead, they were looking at him with expressions of pure disdain — and that infuriated Tang Zhenghao.
"I say, Tang Zhenghao, isn't it a bit embarrassing? So much time has passed and you're still only at the eighth-stage Heavenly Immortal?" Chu Feng asked.
"You defeated opponent, you still dare to look down on me? Today I'm going to beat you so hard you'll be calling me Grandpa."
Hearing this, Tang Zhenghao was seething with rage. He was about to strike when—
"Chu Feng, what are you doing here?"
Yet another surprised voice rang out.
When that voice sounded, not only were the people beside Tang Zhenghao stunned — even Tang Zhenghao hastily retracted his aura and stepped aside.
The ones who had just arrived were people even Tang Zhenghao feared and dared not provoke.
They were…
The fourth-ranked among the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars — Dantai Xing'er.
The fifth-ranked — Linghu Mingye.
The sixth-ranked — Linghu Lun.