Hearing those words, Jia Chengying and Bai Yunqing both stiffened.
The surrounding onlookers, however, looked confused.
"What a joke. This Sacred Stele is clearly right in front of me — how could it possibly be yours?" Jia Chengying not only refused to let go, but began mocking Chu Feng.
He would naturally never admit it. Even though he knew full well that the radiance the Sacred Stele was displaying had been caused by Chu Feng, he refused to acknowledge it.
Bai Yunqing also looked troubled. He knew perfectly well who had triggered the stele's transformation. In truth, he had been preparing to leave, but doing so now would prove that Jia Chengying's claim was a lie, which would leave Jia Chengying in an extremely awkward position.
And Jia Chengying was shameless enough to take advantage of the fact that Chu Feng had no evidence and that Bai Yunqing was covering for him — he actually mocked Chu Feng once more.
"Chu Feng, are you the only genius in the world? Are you the only one who can make this Sacred Stele shine like this?"
"Don't you think you're just a little too arrogant?" Bai Yunqing added sarcastically.
But after Jia Chengying finished speaking, Chu Feng not only wasn't angered — he smiled. At the same time, he noticed that every person present had an extremely strange expression on their face.
This left Jia Chengying rather bewildered.
"Brother Jia, look at the words on the Sacred Stele," a voice transmitted through secret means suddenly entered Jia Chengying's ear. It was Bai Yunqing.
Hearing this, Jia Chengying hastily directed his gaze toward the Sacred Stele before him. The moment he did, his face turned green.
The name that had originally been carved on the Sacred Stele was Chu Xuanyan, but now two additional words had appeared — Chu Feng.
The names Chu Xuanyan and Chu Feng were overlapping, as though competing for dominance.
And compared to the Sacred Stele before them, the other ten Sacred Steles that had previously had no names on them had also displayed Chu Feng's name.
The Sacred Steles had already acknowledged their master — and that master was Chu Feng.
"What are you still insisting on? Are you going to keep pretending?"
"Don't you… feel even a little embarrassed?" Chu Feng said to Jia Chengying with a smile.
"You!!!"
Jia Chengying was so furious that he gritted his teeth, as though he had suffered an unimaginable humiliation. But he still released his hand and turned to walk out of the square.
At the same time, a secret transmission entered Chu Feng's ear: "Chu Feng, you've got guts. Today's humiliation — I will make you pay it back tenfold."
Chu Feng paid absolutely no heed to Jia Chengying's threat. It wasn't the first time the man had threatened him, and their grudge had long since been established.
Meanwhile, Bai Yunqing also released his palm and withdrew from the square.
The actions of these two made it clear to everyone from the Ancient World — the Sacred Stele truly had nothing to do with them anymore. It was Chu Feng's power that the stele was absorbing.
But this was simply too powerful. He was alone, and yet he was channeling power into multiple Ancestor Worship Sacred Steles simultaneously — and had even received such acknowledgment from them.
These were the Ancestor Worship Sacred Steles. This was the Ancestor Worship ceremony. The people of the Ancient World understood all too well just how formidable these Sacred Steles were.
"This Chu Feng reminds me of Chu Xuanyan from back then."
"No — he's even stronger than Chu Xuanyan."
Seeing Chu Feng's display at this moment, some of the elders began discussing among themselves.
They couldn't help but recall the scene from over eight hundred years ago, when that young man called Chu Xuanyan had risen like a hero after every other participant in the Ancestor Worship had collapsed.
He had single-handedly channeled power into eleven Ancestor Worship Sacred Steles.
That scene had stunned everyone present. They had all thought he was courting death — that it was something simply impossible to accomplish.
And yet, on that very day, within this same square, a dazzling golden radiance had blazed forth.
That scene had left a deep impression on them, one that remained vivid in their memories to this very day.
And today, this golden radiance was even more brilliant than it had been back then — after all, Chu Feng was channeling power into eighteen Ancestor Worship Sacred Steles by himself.
Some of them could even tell that Chu Feng was fully capable of channeling power into all twenty-one Sacred Steles present.
The reason he hadn't done so was entirely out of consideration for the white-haired woman, Zhou Dong, and Qin Shu.
At this moment, Chu Feng closed his eyes. No one knew why — only Chu Feng and the Queen herself knew that Chu Feng was comprehending the Martial Dao.
"Chu Feng, is the Martial Dao that you can comprehend from this stele the absolute limit it can offer? If it isn't, then don't bother giving them face. Just take their Sacred Steles too," the Queen said.
"There's no need. I've already comprehended the complete Martial Dao contained within these steles. I'll do them this favor."
"No matter how they treat me going forward, at least this favor — I, Chu Feng, have given it to them. If they refuse to accept it, then they have only themselves to blame when I turn on them."
After saying this, Chu Feng withdrew his palm from the Sacred Stele.
His infusion of power came to an end.
His name — Chu Feng — had been carved onto ten new Ancestor Worship Sacred Steles.
As for the other eleven Sacred Steles, they still bore the name Chu Xuanyan.
Even though eight of them had already displayed Chu Feng's name, once he removed his hand and stopped channeling power, his name vanished.
The names on those eight Sacred Steles reverted to bearing only Chu Xuanyan.
"The others didn't change — does that mean the Chu Xuanyan of back then had even greater talent than this Chu Feng?"
Seeing this, the people of the Ancient World began buzzing with discussion once more. Many of them felt that Chu Feng had failed to break Chu Xuanyan's record.