"What is that?"
When they saw this, not only the people of the Situ Spirit World Gate sect, but everyone in the entire ancient city turned to look.
They all felt a terrifying pressure — so powerful that even Situ Xiangyang's imposing aura paled in comparison.
At last, the horrifying black flames drew near, engulfing the entire city.
The sky and earth plunged into total darkness. Had everyone present not been cultivators, they would have been completely blind.
And within those black flames, the silhouette of a young man stepped into everyone's view.
When City Lord Liang saw that figure, his heart surged with joy.
He recognized the person at a single glance — it was Chu Feng.
Yet this Chu Feng was vastly different from the one he had seen before.
Chu Feng's eyes had turned an abyssal black, and an overwhelming killing intent radiated from every inch of his body.
That terrifying pressure was far more dreadful than even Situ Xiangyang's murderous aura.
Most importantly, the sealing barrier that the God-robe Spirit World Master had set up was so powerful that only a Half-God could have broken it.
And yet, Chu Feng had already entered the city. The barrier had been shattered.
City Lord Liang realized that Chu Feng did not appear to be walking into a trap — he seemed to have come to rescue them.
"Who are you?" Situ Xiangyang asked in a grave tone.
He was carefully studying Chu Feng, because he too had sensed that this was no ordinary person.
"Her injuries — you did this?"
Chu Feng fixed his gaze on Song Yuwei, and when he spoke, one could hear the gnashing of his teeth.
More than that, the moment he opened his mouth, a bone-piercing chill swept across the entire city.
That feeling — forget about the bystanders, even the people of the Situ Spirit World Gate sect felt a flicker of panic.
If he knew Song Yuwei, he was surely one of her allies. But the Golden Dragon Flame Sect had vanished without a trace for so many years — how could such a terrifying figure suddenly appear?
"So it seems you're her accomplice."
"The Golden Dragon Flame Sect — there are still remnants, after all."
Situ Xiangyang, worthy of being the current elder, did not cower before Chu Feng the way the others did.
"Men — seize this remnant of the Golden Dragon Flame Sect for me."
The moment these words left Situ Xiangyang's mouth, two figures lunged toward Chu Feng.
These were no ordinary fighters — they were White Dragon God-robes.
They were the very ones who had jointly erected the barrier sealing the ancient city moments ago.
With the barrier broken, they were seething with indignation, and now they intended to capture Chu Feng with their own hands.
Boom! Boom!
But the instant they drew close to Chu Feng, two muffled impacts rang out. Both White Dragon God-robes exploded into a rain of blood that cascaded from the sky.
The sight terrified everyone present.
Those were White Dragon God-robes — beings on par with first-rank Half Gods.
"What is that—?"
When people looked more carefully, they discovered that another figure had appeared behind Chu Feng.
This person radiated the cultivation of a fourth-rank Half-God.
It was none other than the Asura King.
The moment the Asura King appeared, everything became clear. Even Situ Xiangyang and Situ Jianling, who had looked so arrogant moments ago, were immediately thrown into a panic.
After all, a fourth-rank Half-God was a force they simply could not contend with.
After the Asura King dispatched the two White Dragon God-robes of the Situ Spirit World Gate, Chu Feng walked toward Song Yuwei.
With a casual wave of the Asura King's hand, the formation restraining Song Yuwei was obliterated.
"Elder Yuwei, you've suffered."
Chu Feng immediately set up a healing barrier array to envelop Song Yuwei. Her injuries were severe, and she needed treatment as soon as possible.
"You… who are you?"
Throughout this, both Situ Xiangyang and Situ Jianling kept questioning Chu Feng, their tone notably more respectful than before.
But Chu Feng paid them no attention whatsoever.
Only after the healing array was fully established did Chu Feng activate his will.
Hummm—
The Spirit World Gate materialized high in the sky.
"Master — shall I slaughter these wretches to the last immediately?" the Asura King asked Chu Feng.
He assumed that Chu Feng intended to release all the Asura spirits and unleash a massacre upon the Situ Spirit World Gate cultivators.
"Elder, please return to the Spirit World space," Chu Feng said to the Asura King.
"Master?"
The Asura King was momentarily puzzled by Chu Feng's meaning.
"Please lend me your power."
"I want to… deal with these beasts with my own hands."
When Chu Feng spoke these words, his eyes turned completely black — the very image of an Asura spirit made flesh.
The Asura King looked at Chu Feng then. Although his cultivation was not particularly strong, his killing intent was nothing short of terrifying.
Terrifying enough to make even the Asura King's heart shudder.
So he did not hesitate further.
"As you command."
With those words, he stepped through the Spirit World Gate.
The instant he entered, his fourth-rank Half-God cultivation descended upon Chu Feng.
Whoosh—