Besides Long Chengyu and Long Muxi, who had entered the side hall, over a thousand others were now heading toward the main hall.
Those around Chu Feng's age were almost all at the Half-God realm.
The younger ones were at the Martial Venerable realm.
Without exception, they were all among the most talented members of the Totem Dragon Clan—geniuses among geniuses.
Any one of them would be considered a stunning presence if placed in the Eastern Domain.
These peers not only held extraordinary status, but they also wore identical Totem Dragon Clan robes.
Chu Feng, mixed in among them, stood out as an absolute oddity—and the most eye-catching one at that.
Countless gazes swept over Chu Feng repeatedly, most of them carrying ill intent.
If not for Long Chengyu's earlier warning, someone would likely have already confronted Chu Feng.
In truth, even with Long Chengyu's warning, the majority of these people still resented the fact that an outsider had been allowed to set foot in the Divine Weapon Hall.
"What qualifications does this fellow have to enter the Divine Weapon Hall with us?"
"Forget it. Lord Long Xu already approved it, so what can we say? But he has no chance of obtaining a divine weapon anyway. Divine weapons aren't something you can just get that easily."
"True. He probably doesn't know that the divine weapons of our Totem Dragon Clan were all used by our ancestors—they carry the bloodline of the Totem Dragon Clan on them."
"Even we, as descendants, find it extremely difficult to earn their recognition. How could an outsider possibly succeed?"
Although none of these juniors dared say such things to Chu Feng's face, privately they did nothing but mock him.
Before long, Chu Feng and the others passed through a corridor, and a magnificent grand hall appeared before them.
The hall's doors were open, yet Chu Feng and the others could not enter—a transparent barrier kept them separated on the outside.
Deep within the hall stood over a hundred seats.
They were arranged in neat rows, ordered by rank, much like a royal court.
Each seat was exquisitely crafted, a priceless treasure in its own right.
And seated upon these chairs were not people, but weapons.
Those… were naturally the divine weapons.
Although the barrier blocked their path, it did not filter out the aura of those divine weapons.
So Chu Feng and the others could clearly feel that every single one of these divine weapons radiated an aura that far surpassed that of Venerable Armaments.
"As expected—the ones I saw that day were truly divine weapons."
Upon getting close to these divine weapons, Chu Feng couldn't help but recall the time the Lord of Darkness encountered those two red-robed figures. Outmatched by the red-robed figures, the Lord of Darkness was gripped by fear.
It then produced numerous supreme treasures as bribes, hoping the red-robed figures would spare its life.
Among those bribes were over a dozen weapons, all of which radiated an aura surpassing that of Venerable Armaments. Back then, Chu Feng had suspected those weapons might be divine weapons.
Now, looking at the real thing, he could almost certainly confirm that they had indeed been divine weapons.
And the quality of those divine weapons was far beyond what was displayed here.
Because the aura Chu Feng had sensed from those dozen-plus weapons back then clearly had seals placed upon them. Yet even with those seals, the oppressive presence of those weapons was in no way inferior to the divine weapons before him now. If the seals were removed, their pressure would undoubtedly be even greater.
"This divine weapon…"
Soon, Chu Feng's gaze settled on the deepest part of the grand hall.
There sat the largest seat of all.
If the seats holding the other divine weapons were arranged like court ministers, then the seat Chu Feng was looking at occupied the position of an emperor.
And this seat was not only imposing and regal, brimming with a king's aura—the divine weapon it held was equally captivating.
It was a silver spear, but it was absolutely not forged from ordinary silver. The material was clearly something extraordinary.
Generally speaking, a weapon associated with dragons would typically have a great dragon coiled around it or carved into its surface.
But this one did not…
The spear's base was shaped like a dragon's head, its tip was a dragon's tail, and dragon scales covered the entire length of the spear. Though it was clearly a spear, it felt remarkably lifelike—the longer one looked, the more spirited it seemed.
As though… it had itself evolved from a great dragon.
On every divine weapon's seat in the hall, there was inscribed text describing the weapon's origin and history.
The silver spear was no exception.
Its name was the Silver Dragon Spear—a rather simple name without any elaborate flourishes.
But its origin was anything but simple.
It was discovered in an ancient ruin. It was said that when it first emerged, the entire world trembled violently, and the disturbance rippled across the entire star field.
The master it had served was no ordinary figure, either—it was the strongest person in the history of the Totem Dragon Clan, the clan's first patriarch.
The Silver Dragon Spear had fought alongside the first patriarch on campaigns across the land, contributing immensely to the Totem Dragon Clan's present standing.
The reason Chu Feng was particularly curious about it was that despite its extraordinary nature, it was currently releasing not the slightest trace of aura.
If not for its prominent and unique placement, based on aura alone, it would have been completely overlooked.
"You're Chu Feng, aren't you? Why have you been staring at Lord Silver Dragon Spear this whole time? Don't tell me you actually think you have a chance with it?"
Suddenly, a sharp, cutting voice rang out. It belonged to a woman with a touch of beauty.