"Hmph."
His cultivation also rose from the third rank of Martial Emperor to the fourth rank.
At the same time, his Technique hand seals shifted, and the aura of the three Crouching Dragon Swords began to synchronize with his own, climbing from the third rank of Martial Emperor to the fourth rank as well.
Mm—
However, as the aura of the three Crouching Dragon Swords intensified, both
Li Muzhi in particular had an ashen face, and blood began to seep from his nose and ears.
Clearly, the Crouching Dragon Swords radiating such power had exceeded what he could withstand.
Yet even though the damage had already been inflicted, he endured through sheer willpower.
After all, the current situation was a matter of life and death.
"Stop attacking."
"Otherwise, if you provoke it, none of us will survive."
Seeing that Zuoqiu Yanliang still refused to give up,
"Enough nonsense. Who do you think you are?"
"A shameless fool who dared to sneak in here for profit, and you dare tell me, Zuoqiu Yanliang, what to do?"
"Once I finish dealing with this Prison King, I'll deal with you next."
Not only did Zuoqiu Yanliang ignore Chu Feng's words—he hurled insults at him instead. And as his voice fell, his Technique hand seals changed once more, and he drove the three Crouching Dragon Swords to slash at the Tiger Flood Dragon again.
The power of this strike was several times greater than the last.
The moment it landed, ripples of devastation surged outward.
The powerful shockwaves affected all the disciples present.
In an instant, figures were sent flying. The auxiliary grand formation set up by the Duanmu Brothers and the True Disciples not only collapsed entirely, but several disciples suffered severe injuries.
But it wasn't only the True Disciples who were hurt. Li Muzhi, unable to bear the power of the Crouching Dragon Sword any longer, bled from all seven orifices and collapsed to the ground.
And the Crouching Dragon Sword he had been channeling immediately shrank back to its original size and dropped from the air.
Of the three Crouching Dragon Swords, only two remained.
But soon, the other two Crouching Dragon Swords also returned to their original state.
Looking closely, the crowd was even more alarmed.
Not only was Li Muzhi severely injured, but Song Qian and Zuoqiu Yanliang were in the same state.
Zuoqiu Yanliang in particular was slumped on the Fierce Beast he had been commanding, the thunder pattern on his forehead having vanished entirely.
He looked far more weakened than even Li Muzhi.
As the master of the Crouching Dragon Sword Formation, he had paid a tremendous price.
"What are we going to do now?"
The disciples panicked. That last strike had been their absolute strongest attack.
Yet the Tiger Flood Dragon remained completely unscathed.
Not only that, but with a violent twist of its body, yet another head sprouted.
At this moment, the Tiger Flood Dragon not only had four heads, but its aura... had reached the fifth rank of Martial Emperor!!!
"It's over. We're dead. We're definitely dead."
Seeing the Tiger Flood Dragon's cultivation rise once more, every disciple's face turned ashen.
Because Zuoqiu Youyu had not participated in this Fierce Beast Prison Realm hunt, among all the disciples who had entered the realm, the strongest was Zuoqiu Yanliang.
But the disciples also knew that activating the thunder pattern to raise his cultivation to the fourth rank of Martial Emperor was Zuoqiu Yanliang's absolute limit.
Now this Tiger Flood Dragon had reached the fifth rank of Martial Emperor.
And within the Martial Emperor realm, a single rank difference was like the gap between heaven and earth.
They had no power to fight back and could only become lambs waiting for the slaughter.
However, what was rather strange was that although the Tiger Flood Dragon radiated fierce killing intent and roared repeatedly, looking as terrifying as a demonic creature—
It still had not launched an attack against them.
And so, everyone turned their gaze to Chu Feng once more.
If before it had been mere speculation, then now... Chu Feng's words had been proven true.
It was very likely that everything was exactly as Chu Feng had said.
This Tiger Flood Dragon was using the power of the storm to evolve. It didn't want to release its full power yet, which was why it hadn't attacked them.
But if it continued to evolve, no one knew to what level it would reach.
"Awooo—"
Suddenly, the Fierce Beast beneath Li Muzhi let out a strange, furious roar.
Li Muzhi forced himself upright and dismounted from the beast.
Immediately after, the Fierce Beast shot off into the distance.
BOOM—
After flying only a short distance, a muffled explosion rang out. The Fierce Beast had self-destructed.