"Heh…"
Yet面对 Shengguang Haoxuan's assault, Chu Feng merely smiled faintly.
Hummm—
A bizarre scene unfolded. The martial art hurtling toward Chu Feng froze in midair.
Everyone gasped at the sight.
Shengguang Haoxuan desperately tried to drive it forward, but the technique he had unleashed seemed to have broken free from his control—he simply couldn't move it.
Whoosh—
While everyone was still bewildered, the martial art suddenly reversed course and shot straight at Shengguang Haoxuan.
The sight startled even Shengguang Haoxuan himself.
"Break!!!"
Seeing things go wrong, Shengguang Menglai stepped forward. Not only did she position herself in front of Shengguang Haoxuan, she also unleashed the pressure of a Third-rank Martial Ancestor, attempting to shatter the incoming technique.
But her attack proved useless.
The power of that martial art far exceeded what Shengguang Haoxuan had originally put into it—even Shengguang Menglai couldn't stop it.
However, the technique didn't target Shengguang Menglai. Instead, it swerved around her and beelined for Shengguang Haoxuan.
Splat—
Splat splat—
Splat splat splat—
Everything happened so fast that apart from Shengguang Menglai and Shengguang Xintian, no one could follow what was going on.
By the time they registered it, Shengguang Haoxuan was already lying on the ground, drenched in his own blood, his flesh torn open from head to toe.
He was howling in agony.
"Young Master Haoxuan, are you alright?"
Seeing this, everyone rushed forward to check his injuries.
Ughhh—
But Shengguang Haoxuan screamed once more, and the next moment he was lifted into midair as though an invisible hand had seized him by the throat.
Anyone who tried to approach was blocked by an invisible force—they couldn't get near Shengguang Haoxuan at all.
"How can this be?"
"Miss Menglai, Miss Xintian, Young Master Chuyao—what's happening?"
The whole affair was so eerie that even the prodigies of the Sacred Valley were frightened.
Shengguang Haoxuan was clearly suspended in the air, yet nothing was visible holding him up. It filled them with dread.
"Chu Feng—is it you?"
Shengguang Menglai immediately turned her gaze toward Chu Feng.
"Chu Feng?"
Shengguang Chuyao was somewhat surprised.
From what he knew, Chu Feng shouldn't have been able to pose any threat to them.
"Miss Menglai is as clever as they come."
Chu Feng smiled faintly, then looked at Shengguang Haoxuan.
"I told you—trouble comes from a loose tongue. You really should have listened."
"Today, I need to teach you a lesson you won't forget."
With that, a glint of ruthlessness flashed through Chu Feng's eyes.
Splat splat splat—
The next instant, it was as though a crushing pressure erupted from within Shengguang Haoxuan's body. Blood gushed out of him in torrents.
Arrrggh—
Shengguang Haoxuan's screams grew even more wretched.
"Brother Chu Feng, stop—please stop!"
"Let's talk this out properly."
Seeing this, Shengguang Chuyao hurriedly spoke up to plead.
"Since Brother Chuyao has asked, of course I'll grant you that much face."
After saying this, Chu Feng swept his sleeve.
Whoosh—
Shengguang Haoxuan went splashing into the foul-smelling pool, where the whirlpool within immediately dragged him away.
"Brother Chu Feng, you…"
Shengguang Chuyao was at a loss for words.
Chu Feng's words said he was giving him face, but in reality, where was any mercy shown?
"Was it that luminous waterfall that granted you the power?"
Shengguang Menglai asked once more.
Unlike the other Sacred Valley juniors who were visibly worried, she had remained comparatively calm throughout.
"That's right," Chu Feng said.
"Brother Chu Feng—so that means you already knew the waterfall was a place for cultivation all along. You deceived us by saying it was dangerous, simply to keep us away from it."
"So you could come and claim its power for yourself alone?"
Shengguang Chuyao asked as well.
"Pretty much. Although technically it's not power gained through cultivation—it was a gift bestowed by the waterfall."