The moment those words left Chu Feng's lips, everyone's expressions turned blank.
And Lord Jia Dongqi's face darkened as well.
"Heh..." A cold smile crept across his grim features before he spoke. "It seems you have no intention of giving this old man face? No intention of giving the Dao of Pills Immortal Sect face?"
He deliberately raised the name of the Dao of Pills Immortal Sect.
"I have a grudge with the Situ Spirit Gate. Why should I give you face?" Chu Feng asked.
"Ha ha ha ha..." Lord Jia threw his head back and laughed — a laugh so rampant and arrogant that a bone-chilling cold descended alongside it. It was the laugh of a ferocious beast that had been provoked.
When his gaze fell upon Chu Feng once more, it had turned ice-cold, utterly different from the attitude he had shown moments before.
"Chu Feng, you truly are ignorant and fearless."
"You may have earned the title of Strongest Martial Emperor, and I know you obtained the Strongest Token. That token can keep you alive once."
"But I also know that the Strongest Token can only protect you from death once. What about the second time? The third time?"
"That is nothing more than a single death-exemption medallion. And my Dao of Pills Immortal Sect has obtained well over a hundred such medallions."
"You are merely the winner of a single competition. At most, you've earned some favor from the Totem Dragon Clan — but that is all."
"Because with your current strength, you cannot bring anything of value to the Totem Dragon Clan. Do you know what the Dao of Pills Immortal Sect can offer the Totem Dragon Clan?"
"Chu Feng, let me tell you — this world runs on interests. Don't think that just because you have talent, everyone will yield to you."
"Your talent brings glory to your own clan — what does that have to do with us? What does that have to do with the Totem Dragon Clan? You're not even a member of the Totem Dragon Clan. Do you really think they'll protect you?"
"Earlier, when I proposed reconciliation, that was me giving you face. Don't push your luck and refuse what's offered."
Lord Jia regarded Chu Feng with utter contempt. What had been a negotiation was now a threat — and this was his true self.
From the very beginning, he had never held Chu Feng in any regard. That earlier display of friendliness had been nothing more than a courtesy to the Totem Dragon Clan.
"Try to bully me with your status? You're not worthy."
Yet Chu Feng showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he struck first.
With a mere thought, the immense power of his formation descended from the heavens once more, intent on wiping out every member of the Situ Spirit Gate.
But as the formation crashed down and heaven and earth shook, Chu Feng still failed.
Lord Jia radiating a tremendous barrier power — a barrier that encircled his entire being, blotting out the sky, blazing with brilliant, sacred light.
It was that barrier power that had blocked Chu Feng's formation.
He... was a Divine-Robe Spirit World Master, and had reached the Holy Dragon level.
The Holy Dragon Divine Robe — the pinnacle of the Divine Robe rank, an existence on par with the peak of half-godhood.
"This old man isn't worthy?"
"This old man says no one dies today, and no one dies today. You can forget about killing anyone."
"Ignorant brat — refuse what's offered, and I'll beat out the protection of that Strongest Token of yours right now. I'll let you see with your own eyes that even if the Totem Dragon Clan's guardian appears, this is the attitude they'll have when facing me."
"I'll show you just what kind of status the Dao of Pills Immortal Sect holds in the Totem Dragon Starfield!!!"
With that, Lord Jia launched his attack directly at Chu Feng.
ROAR—
With a casual pointing of his finger toward Chu Feng, a vast torrent of barrier power surged forward, quickly transforming into thousands of armored warriors wielding long spears.
Each warrior towered a thousand meters tall, yet the power within them far exceeded what their massive frames suggested — every one of them possessed the might to destroy heaven and earth.
Any single one could slaughter every living being in this place.
They descended from the sky like an army of justice, coming to suppress Chu Feng.
Seeing this, Chu Feng gathered every last ounce of his formation power into his own body. He, too, began to shine with radiance — even more sacred than Lord Jia.
Whoosh—
With a sweeping horizontal swing of his arm, Chu Feng's formation power roared forth like a tempest.
And those thousand warriors were reduced to ash in an instant.
Immediately after, Chu Feng struck with a palm. The vast formation power transformed into a colossal hand that reached out to seize Lord Jia.
Lord Jia raised his hand, and a shield that stood ten thousand meters tall — engraved with the images of countless giant beasts — materialized before him. Dominant, magnificent, and imposing, it was an extraordinarily powerful defensive formation.
Crash—
Yet the moment the colossal hand made contact, the defensive formation shattered to pieces in an instant.
And Lord Jia himself had already been seized within that giant hand.
Comparing their sizes, Lord Jia truly looked like an ant — no, he didn't even qualify as an ant. He was like a speck of dust.
He struggled with all his might, yet he could not break free.
In their earlier exchange, the onlookers hadn't been able to see clearly. But this time, everyone could see it all.