Not only Long Shanshan and the others, but even those from the Totem Dragon Clan who had entered the formation's core first had abandoned their cultivation and were watching instead.
None of them wanted to miss the upcoming match between Chu Feng and Feng Tiansheng.
They had witnessed many of Chu Feng's heaven-defying abilities.
But they had never actually seen Chu Feng fight someone on his own merits.
They all wanted to see whether Chu Feng's combat prowess was top-tier as well.
"Chu Feng, you asked me to release them, and I did."
"Don't even think about running away."
"That would be far too unmanly."
Feng Tiansheng was starting to panic.
Once Long Shanshan and the others had entered the formation's core, they were safe — unless they came out on their own or their cultivation time ran out.
There was no way he could break into that core.
And he knew very well that Chu Feng was incredibly fast when he fled. There was no catching him.
If Chu Feng ran now, he would suffer a massive loss.
"I won't run. I keep my word," Chu Feng said.
"Good. Then let me, Feng Tiansheng, experience your strength firsthand."
As he spoke, Feng Tiansheng unleashed two layers of bloodline power in rapid succession.
His cultivation soared from Fourth Grade Half-God to Sixth Grade Half-God.
At the same time, a massive axes-shaped Supreme Weapon appeared in his hands.
Facing Chu Feng, he did not grow careless. Instead, he showed him the utmost respect.
As Feng Tiansheng charged in, Chu Feng stepped forward as well, gripping the Primordial Hero Sword, and met him head-on.
In the blink of an eye, the two clashed.
CLANG—
The great axe collided with the longsword, and sparks erupted in every direction.
"You!!!"
The next instant, shock washed over Feng Tiansheng's face.
His Supreme Weapon was a great axe — heavy, powerful, built for brute force.
Chu Feng held nothing more than a sword. In a direct collision, he should have had the overwhelming advantage.
Yet the result was that Chu Feng hadn't moved an inch, while he himself had been sent flying thousands of meters.
What was more, the hands gripping his great axe had gone completely numb.
Chu Feng's strength actually surpassed his own?
He… was a human.
And he belonged to the Phoenix Clan, one of the most powerful races among the demons.
"You look like a frail, sickly thing, but the strength behind those blows is no joke."
"Interesting — this makes it even more fun."
But the next moment, Feng Tiansheng grinned. He gripped his great axe and charged at Chu Feng once more.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—
The great axe in his hands began to spin wildly. On every side, phantom afterimages of the axe filled the air, rotating around him like a cyclone of blades.
This was no ordinary martial technique — it was a specialized axe art.
Feng Tiansheng had clearly trained in it extensively.
But it didn't take long for the grin to vanish from his face.
Even this specially honed axe art was utterly worthless before Chu Feng.
Swish swish swish—
Cold gleams flashed past—
With just a few sword strokes, Chu Feng shattered his axe technique.
And as Feng Tiansheng stood there stunned that such simple swordplay had dismantled his technique, the longsword in Chu Feng's hand was already resting against his face.
In that moment, panic seized Feng Tiansheng.
By the time he realized what was happening, it was already too late.
He genuinely believed he was about to die. Chu Feng's sword could easily cleave his head in two.
SMACK—
But the next instant, Feng Tiansheng was sent tumbling sideways through the air, and a searing pain burned across his cheek.