"Those sages of the Secret Cavern really do have some ability. He's actually a Dragon-Patterned Sacred Robe Spirit World Master."
"But even a Dragon-Patterned Sacred Robe Spirit World Master shouldn't be able to withstand the attacks of a First Rank Supreme, right?"
"After all, no matter how powerful a Spirit World Master may be, their strength lies in breaking and setting up formations. When it comes to combat power, they simply can't be compared to martial cultivators — let alone when their opponent is a supreme existence at the Supreme realm?"
However, the crowd quickly came to believe that
"I never imagined that in this day and age, people's knowledge could be so shallow."
In response to the crowd's speculation, Master Fengyou spoke up once more.
And his words carried a note of clear disappointment.
He was dismissing the crowd's guess.
"Master, what do you mean by that?"
All eyes turned toward him at once.
Everyone knew that Master Fengyou surely had something to share with them. And whatever it was, it most likely had to do with the source of Chu Feng's power.
"A Dragon-Patterned Sacred Robe Spirit World Master is not only a supreme realm among Spirit World Masters — even in terms of pure combat power, one can rival a First Rank Supreme," Master Fengyou declared.
"Wait — does that mean he really blocked Elder Lu Yingzhuo's attack with his own strength, and not with some kind of treasure?"
Hearing this, the way everyone looked at Chu Feng shifted yet again.
These were, after all, very practical people.
Using a treasure and possessing one's own strength were two completely different concepts. No matter how powerful a treasure might be, people would only acknowledge the treasure itself — not necessarily the person wielding it. But when someone genuinely possessed formidable strength of their own, they earned true recognition.
"Master Fengyou, I've heard that even though a Dragon-Patterned Sacred Robe Spirit World Master may possess strength rivaling a First Rank Supreme, it's merely comparable — not enough to truly contend with an actual First Rank Supreme."
"Furthermore, the technique Elder Lu Yingzhuo used just now was by no means an ordinary attack."
At that moment, a dissenting voice rang out.
As soon as the speaker opened his mouth, everyone's attention shifted — because this was no ordinary person.
He wore the robes of the
This man carried a considerable background.
He was known as the Purple-Haired Mad Immortal, a Supreme Elder of the Dragon Phoenix Immortal Pavilion who possessed the cultivation of a Third Rank Supreme.
Within the Dragon Phoenix Immortal Pavilion, the Purple-Haired Mad Immortal held a status comparable to what Tuoba Cheng'an held in the Heavenly Gate Sect — second only to one, above ten thousand.
Though he did not know Chu Feng's exact identity, the fact that Chu Feng had laid eyes on the treasure that rightfully belonged to them and disrupted the battle had filled him with hostility toward the young man.
For precisely that reason, he had no desire to hear anyone speak a single word of praise about Chu Feng.
Yet Master Fengyou's words had clearly been just that — praise. Naturally, he was displeased.
"Not necessarily."
And Master Fengyou gave a response to the Purple-Haired Mad Immortal's remark.
"Not necessarily?"
"Hmph. I've heard that back when you, Master Fengyou, had just stepped into the realm of Dragon-Patterned Sacred Robe Spirit World Master, you were incredibly arrogant — convinced that a Dragon-Patterned Sacred Robe Spirit World Master's combat power could defeat a First Rank Supreme martial cultivator."
"So you suppressed your own cultivation and fought using only barrier arts. In the end, not only did you lose to a First Rank Supreme — you were crushed."
The Purple-Haired Mad Immortal spoke in a mocking, sardonic tone.
"You—"
Hearing these words, Master Fengyou's expression turned unsightly.
Because what the Purple-Haired Mad Immortal had said was the truth.
And that incident was a wound that still festered in Master Fengyou's heart.