"Chu Feng?!"
"Brother Chu Feng?!"
When Yue Xian spotted Chu Feng, Su Rou and Su Mei saw him as well.
While Yue Xian was simply stunned, the emotions of Su Rou and Su Mei were far more turbulent.
Su Rou kept her composure, wearing only a gentle smile, but Su Mei was jumping up and shouting with joy, her excitement and elation on full display.
"It really is Brother Chu Feng."
"Haha, it really is him, it really is him."
"I told you I couldn't have been wrong. How could I be wrong? That was his aura — I've known him since I was a teenager. How could I possibly be mistaken?"
Su Mei was beside herself with excitement, though her joyful cries could only be heard by Su Rou and Yue Xian.
Still, sensing Su Mei's wild elation, a faint smile also appeared on Yue Xian's face.
After all, she could see that Chu Feng was here to save them.
"Chu Feng, you're courting death!!!"
Watching Chu Feng so ruthlessly brutalize his fellow disciples right before his eyes, Hun Lei's momentary shock quickly gave way to erupting fury.
Whoosh—
But before he could even make a move against Chu Feng, the latter had already closed the distance like a phantom, arriving right in front of Hun Lei.
With a sickening thud, the longsword in Chu Feng's hand pierced straight through Hun Lei's Dantian.
"You!!!"
Hun Lei stared at Chu Feng, his eyes filled with utter disbelief.
Chu Feng's cultivation was actually the same as his own — at the Ninth Degree Supreme realm.
But just moments ago, Chu Feng had only been able to reach the Eighth Degree Supreme realm even after employing every trick at his disposal.
It was precisely because his cultivation was inferior that Chu Feng had fled from him in panic, even scrambling blindly into the Demon's Den.
How had Chu Feng's cultivation suddenly become equal to his own in the blink of an eye?
"I won't give you another chance this time."
Chu Feng looked at Hun Lei, then swept his longsword in a fierce arc.
Whoosh—
Blood sprayed through the air as Hun Lei's body was cleaved cleanly in two.
His cultivation hadn't merely been crippled — he had lost all signs of life.
Dead!!!
Seeing Hun Lei fall, the remaining Soul Locking Sect disciples didn't dare linger for a second. One by one, they spun around to flee.
"Some of you could have lived."
"But now, none of you will survive."
"If you're given another life, remember this: there are people you cannot afford to touch."
"And if you do, there is only one outcome — death!!!!!"
The moment Chu Feng finished speaking, the Soul Locking Sect disciples had already vanished from everyone's sight.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
But all anyone saw was Chu Feng's longsword sweeping through the air.
Several arcs of sword energy shot forward.
Not a single scream was heard.
But everyone knew that every one of those Soul Locking Sect disciples was dead.
They could sense it — traces of their aura still lingered, but their lives had already been snuffed out the instant those sword energies caught up to them.
When they looked at Chu Feng again, their eyes were filled with terror.
What terrified them was not merely the manner in which Chu Feng had exterminated those Soul Locking Sect disciples.
It was that Chu Feng had entered the Demon's Den and not only survived but somehow advanced his cultivation?
Chu Feng's body was still wreathed in Thunder Marks, the Thunderplate Armor, and God-given Divine Power — all three techniques layered upon him.
Yet his cultivation was no longer the Eighth Degree Supreme realm, but the Ninth Degree Supreme realm.
That meant Chu Feng's true cultivation was no longer the Fifth Degree Supreme, but the Sixth Degree Supreme.
Chu Feng had broken through.
When had this breakthrough happened?
It could only have been while he was inside the Demon's Den.