The Spirit Realm Immortal King was the one who had personally forged Chu Feng's Nine Dragon Sacred Robe.
But when Chu Feng received the Nine Dragon Sacred Robe, he had also obtained a mark — only it had been hidden at the time.
According to what the Spirit Realm Immortal King's formation clone had left behind to inform him…
If one day Chu Feng could commune with the Nine Dragon's aura within the sacred robe, the mark would reveal itself.
When that time came, he could use the mark to travel to the Seven Worlds Holy Land, and no one there would dare stop him.
At the time, though Chu Feng had sensed that the Spirit Realm Immortal King was a great figure, he never imagined the man would be the Master of the Seven Worlds Master.
Naturally, he hadn't planned on using a single mark to force his way into the Seven Worlds Holy Land.
But it wasn't until the moment Chu Feng actually arrived at the Seven Worlds Holy Land that he understood why the Spirit Realm Immortal King had said no one would dare stop whoever held the mark.
This mark contained an incredibly powerful protective formation.
If the mark's bearer arrived at the Seven Worlds Holy Land unharmed, all would be well.
But if they were threatened, the immense power within the mark would activate and be placed at the bearer's disposal.
…
Compared to Chu Feng, the people of the Seven Worlds Holy Land understood the Spirit Realm Immortal King's greatness far better.
Over thirty thousand years ago, the Spirit Realm Immortal King had left the Holy Land to wander the world.
But before departing, he had declared that as long as someone carried this mark and arrived at the Seven Worlds Holy Land, the Holy Land must accept them and nurture them with everything it had.
Yet the mark was exceedingly difficult to obtain. In the entire history of the Seven Worlds Holy Land, only Jie Ranqing had ever received it.
But Jie Ranqing was no ordinary figure. Who could possibly compare to her?
People had long concluded that no one else could ever obtain this mark.
Yet today, Chu Feng held the mark in his hand.
Everyone, shocked beyond measure, turned their gaze toward the Seven Worlds Master.
Chu Feng's actions today demanded his execution.
But the Spirit Realm Immortal King was not only the Seven Worlds Master's Master — his battle achievements were illustrious, and to the Holy Land, he was unparalleled in all the world.
Who would dare disobey his words?
What decision should the Seven Worlds Master make?
The Seven Worlds Master stared at the mark in Chu Feng's hand, sensing the formation's power that resonated from within the Seven Worlds Holy Land itself, and the aura of his Master.
His eyes went vacant, as though he had been struck by a devastating blow. His expression was indescribable.
His breathing had grown ragged — the look on his face was strikingly similar to when he had just coughed up blood.
Seeing him like this, the elders of the Seven Worlds Holy Land grew deeply worried. They all understood that the Seven Worlds Master was bearing an immense pressure and shock.
The Seven Worlds Master closed his eyes, adjusting himself for a long while before finally opening them again.
In that moment, his gaze changed. Even his entire demeanor shifted. Suddenly he smiled — but the smile was terrifyingly ferocious, bordering on madness.
"Chu Feng, no wonder you dared come to my Seven Worlds Holy Land and cause havoc. So you obtained my Master's mark."
"Good, good, good. My Master once said that anyone who arrives at the Seven Worlds Holy Land bearing the mark should be fully nurtured."
"Master's orders cannot be defied. Since you hold the mark, even if you killed my Holy Land's people, I will give you this chance."
With these words, the Seven Worlds Master's expression turned vicious as he pointed at Chu Feng:
"Now, kneel before me and kowtow in apology."
"Say that your father is a disgusting, deceitful animal unworthy of my Ranqing."
"And that you, likewise, are unworthy of being Jie Ranqing's son, and even more unworthy of being my, Jie Tianran's, grandson."
"As long as you comply, I… will show great mercy and give you the chance to enter my Seven Worlds Holy Land."
The moment these words left his lips, everyone understood his meaning — he had no intention of nurturing Chu Feng whatsoever.
Chu Feng naturally understood as well, and let out a contemptuous laugh. "You've got it all wrong. A rotten dump like the Seven Worlds Holy Land — you couldn't beg me to set foot in it."
"Chu Feng, do you truly believe that with my Master's mark protecting you, I can't do anything to you?" the Seven Worlds Master asked.
"I'm standing right here. Feel free to try, you old… bas… tard."
Old bastard?
No one had ever imagined that Chu Feng would dare insult the Seven Worlds Master.
This was something no one in the entire vast martial cultivation world had ever dared to do.
"You contemptible little waste — I'll show you why you're unworthy of being my grandson."
As the Seven Worlds Master spoke, he pointed a single finger at Chu Feng, and from that mere human body erupted power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
The void itself trembled. Even the top powerhouses felt unsteady on their feet, and the younger generation found it difficult to even draw breath.
Above Chu Feng's head, space tore apart, and a colossal object tens of thousands of meters long descended from the sky.
It was a massive barrier seal, bearing down upon Chu Feng with an aura of utter destruction.
The golden light surrounding Chu Feng had long since transformed into a tremendous barrier shield, enclosing him within.
The barrier shield was enormous — Chu Feng inside it was like a single speck of dust.
But it was not merely large. The power of this barrier shield was far beyond the starlight's power from before.
Yet when the massive barrier seal struck the barrier shield with its destructive force, the shield not only warped and distorted — Chu Feng, still inside it, actually began to feel pressure.
Though the pressure that seeped through was less than one ten-thousandth of what existed outside, at Chu Feng's level of cultivation, it was nearly impossible to withstand.
In the span of a single moment, Chu Feng dropped to one knee in midair. Had he not been propping himself up with sheer willpower, his body likely would have collapsed entirely.
"As expected of the Master."
Seeing Chu Feng inside the barrier shield, down on one knee with a pained expression, the people of the Seven Worlds Holy Land finally allowed traces of joy onto their faces.
Ever since Chu Feng had revealed his identity — first displaying his barrier bloodline, then using the Holy Land's formation to kill, confronting the Saint-level elders, and finally revealing the Spirit Realm Immortal King's mark — each act had been like a slap across the face of the Seven Worlds Holy Land, making it impossible for any of them to hold their heads high.
If they truly allowed Chu Feng to run rampant today, the Seven Worlds Holy Land's reputation would be utterly destroyed.
But fortunately — fortunately, the Seven Worlds Master was here.
The strongest being in the entire vast martial cultivation world — his power was unmatched.
Whether it was the starlight's power or the Spirit Realm Immortal King's mark —
Before this man, Chu Feng was still utterly helpless.
"Damn it."
At this moment, Chu Feng's heart began to waver.
He hadn't expected the Seven Worlds Master to be this powerful.
He could feel just how immense the mark's granted power was — it was power that would take him who knew how long of cultivation to reach.
But precisely because he knew the mark's power was so great, he could better appreciate the Seven Worlds Master's strength.
No matter how much he despised this old thing, Chu Feng had to admit just how formidable the old thing was.
Hummmm—