"You've got quite a few treasures on you, girl."
At that moment, the black aura receded, forming a long path. At the end of that path, a figure was walking toward the mysterious woman.
He was an old monk wearing a golden cassock, yet his skin was entirely purple and his eyes resembled those of a savage beast.
The feeling he gave off was utterly terrifying — not just his appearance, but his entire being radiated a bone-chilling presence.
This was a being who killed without blinking.
Yet the mysterious woman showed no fear. She merely glanced at the old monk before directing her gaze toward the depths of this barrier world, where she noticed the figure standing before the cauldron was still there.
"Two people?"
The mysterious woman couldn't make out the silhouette standing before the cauldron, but she could sense that person's strength was equally unfathomable.
The mysterious woman withdrew her gaze and placed it back on the old monk.
"You're still alive?" the mysterious woman asked the approaching monk.
"You know of this monk?" the demon monk asked.
"The infamous demon monk — naturally, I've heard of you," the mysterious woman said.
"Well-informed. Might I ask where you come from?" the demon monk asked.
The mysterious woman didn't answer. Instead, she said, "Don't worry about who I am. I'll give you one piece of advice — if you want to seek revenge against the Totem Dragon Clan, I won't stop you. But don't involve anyone else."
"You have someone you want to protect — is it that brat?"
The demon monk glanced at the mirror floating beside the mysterious woman, which still reflected Chu Feng's image.
Swish —
The woman immediately put the mirror away, her gaze turning cold.
"That kid has some ability. He passed the trial of the Sacred Dragon Ruins," the demon monk said. He seemed to know everything.
The mysterious woman said nothing, but her gaze toward the demon monk grew colder by the second.
"Whether he can make it out alive isn't up to me to decide. My disciple is also in there, and if that boy tries to compete for first place, his life will be in danger," the demon monk said.
"Your disciple — is it that little monk?" the mysterious woman asked.
"Heh..." The demon monk let out a contemptuous laugh but didn't answer.
The mysterious woman looked toward the depths of the world, where the figure was still channeling the cauldron to brew the black aura. "Make him stop."
"Are you giving this monk orders?" the demon monk asked.
"Want to stay alive? Then listen," the mysterious woman said.
"Girl, this monk knows you have someone backing you, but you'd better know your place. Today, this monk will teach you a lesson."
"Show you what the gap in cultivation truly looks like."
Roar —
The moment the demon monk finished speaking, the black aura filling the barrier world surged under his control, crashing toward the woman like an army of thousands.
"Hmph —"
The woman merely let out a soft snort without moving an inch, but a red aura erupted from her body.
The black aura and red aura clashed, and the black aura actually screamed. The black aura was being devoured by the red aura.
The demon monk realized that this wasn't the mysterious woman's own power. What had appeared now wasn't just the red aura but also a suit of red-glowing armor that radiated an ancient aura.
It was this red-glowing armor that was releasing the red aura.
"What a remarkable treasure. Who on earth are you?"
"Could you really be someone from the ancient era?" the demon monk asked.
"Don't ask. You don't deserve to know," the mysterious woman said, pointing a finger at the demon monk.
Hum —
In the next instant, the red aura around her transformed into countless savage beasts, charging toward the demon monk.
"Don't get cocky, girl."
The demon monk roared, and then black aura began pouring from his body like a tide, surging back toward the mysterious woman.
Boom —
In an instant, the intertwined red and black aura erupted outward, annihilating everything in its path.
This clash shattered space and destroyed all things.
The ripples alone could cause countless True Gods to fall.
But this terrifying confrontation was confined within the barrier world, and those outside had no idea it was happening.
…
Chu Feng stood atop a tall tower, his gaze occasionally drifting toward the eighth tower.
Of the eight towers, seven already had their champions decided. Only the eighth tower had yet to produce a winner.
That was the tower where Mo Yuhan and the little monk were battling.
Boom —
Finally, the tower's gate opened, and a teleportation force appeared.
Mo Yuhan was teleported out, but the one standing on top of the tower was the little monk.
The outcome was decided — the little monk had won.
It was worth noting, however, that although Mo Yuhan had lost, aside from her slightly pale complexion, she didn't have a single wound on her body.
"Brother, I kept my word. I went easy on this girl and didn't hurt a single hair on her," the little monk said.
"Heh..." Chu Feng chuckled but said nothing.
But at that very moment, a secret voice transmission reached Chu Feng's ears.
"Chu Feng, be careful around that monk. He's very strong. Our fight just now — he was toying with me the whole time. He never used his real strength."
It was Mo Yuhan's voice.
Hum —
Just then, teleportation forces appeared from four towers, and the eight individuals — Chu Feng included — descended before their respective towers.
Standing before the same tower as Chu Feng was Ouyang Canjian.
Ouyang Canjian said nothing and strode straight into the tower, radiating arrogance.
Seeing this, Chu Feng also stepped inside.
"Young friend, if you're ready — this old man is about to attack."
Ouyang Canjian addressed Chu Feng.
"Alright." Chu Feng nodded.
Swish —
The moment he finished speaking, Ouyang Canjian was already before Chu Feng. His speed was incredible, but the palm strike he launched was even faster, hurtling straight toward Chu Feng's chest.
But in the next instant, Ouyang Canjian froze. The palm about to strike Chu Feng's chest had been caught — Chu Feng had grabbed his wrist.
With one hand gripping Ouyang Canjian's wrist, Chu Feng formed his other hand into a fist and drove it straight into Ouyang Canjian's chest.
With one hand trapped, Ouyang Canjian had nowhere to dodge. He could only answer with a fist of his own, but the moment their fists collided, Ouyang Canjian clenched his teeth, his face contorted in pain.
Chu Feng's punch sent Ouyang Canjian shattering into pieces.
And Chu Feng's fist didn't stop. It drove forward again, straight through Ouyang Canjian's chest.
With a splat, it pierced clean through.
After piercing his chest, Chu Feng released Ouyang Canjian. But Ouyang Canjian couldn't even stand — he collapsed to the ground.
"You!!!"