Bang bang bang bang— Chu Feng launched a barrage of relentless attacks, each strike as fierce and devastating as a cascade of falling meteors, hammering down upon the War Faction Martial Emperor one after another.
And because the War Faction Martial Emperor had let his guard down, one of Chu Feng's punches broke through his defenses and landed squarely on his left ribs.
Boom— Another thunderous crash. The War Faction Martial Emperor was sent hurtling back thousands of meters, slamming hard into a rock wall.
The wall remained completely unscathed, but his body crackled with the sound of breaking bone. That single punch from Chu Feng had shattered three of his ribs on the left side.
"With this level of ability, you dare call yourself an elite of the Yaojiao King Beasts?" Chu Feng scoffed with cold derision.
"I'll kill you!" The War Faction Martial Emperor flew into a rage. He produced a massive meteor hammer and smashed it toward Chu Feng.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh— The meteor hammer spun through the air with a deafening roar. Wherever it passed, the void itself was torn apart, leaving nothing but pitch-black devastation in its wake. It was a half-step Emperor Armament.
"If it's weapons you want to compare, I'm afraid you're still no match." As he spoke, Chu Feng gripped the Celestial General sword in his hand. His sword technique, sharp and lethal as a storm of pear blossoms, not only deflected the War Faction Martial Emperor's meteor hammer but simultaneously launched a counterattack.
"Damn it!" Being suppressed again and again, the War Faction Martial Emperor gritted his teeth until they nearly cracked, veins bulging across his forehead.
Whatever else could be said, he was a true second-grade Martial Emperor. Wielding a half-step Emperor Armament, he should have been able to unleash its full power, and the meteor hammer had been his companion for years — he had practically achieved perfect unity with the weapon. Countless Martial Emperors at his level had fallen to it.
As for Chu Feng, he might currently possess the cultivation of a Martial Emperor, but that had been achieved through tricks. The War Faction Martial Emperor refused to acknowledge it as genuine.
In his eyes, Chu Feng was nothing more than a counterfeit Martial Emperor. Yet this counterfeit not only overwhelmed him in hand-to-hand combat but even surpassed him in the use of a half-step Emperor Armament. How could he possibly accept that?
But what frustrated him most was that no matter how intolerable it was, he had no choice but to endure — because the simple fact was that he was no match for Chu Feng, and there was nothing he could do to change that.
"That hammer of yours is quite impressive, it's a shame you can't wield it properly. Your technique is absolutely atrocious — you're wasting a fine weapon," Chu Feng taunted, pressing his advantage.
"Chu Feng, you go too far!" The War Faction Martial Emperor was so furious that he felt his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys might all explode at once. In his berserk rage, he suddenly let out a tremendous roar, and a surge of overwhelming power erupted from within his body.
In this desperate situation, he had chosen to fight back with everything he had, no longer retreating but clashing head-on with Chu Feng.
However, this formidable power had not come without a price. Across his body, streaks of fiery red patterns began to appear. The markings resembled flowing magma — blazing red and searing to the eye. But Chu Feng noticed something else: those crimson patterns were bleeding. The blood was real.
"A self-destructive technique?" Chu Feng had already discerned the War Faction Martial Emperor's secret.
"Chu Feng, watch out! He's burning his bloodline — he's trading his life for yours!" Yaojiao Tingyu cried out in alarm.
"Burning his bloodline — that makes him stronger?" Chu Feng asked.
"Yes. He's burning it so intensely that after this technique runs its course, his body will explode and he'll die without a doubt. But what he gains in return is tremendous power — enough to approach the strength of a third-grade Martial Emperor," Yaojiao Tingyu explained.
"If that's the case, then I'll give him the chance." Chu Feng smirked faintly, then abruptly feinted a move and dodged to the side, ceasing his attack entirely.
"Chu Feng, what are you doing?! Stop him!" Seeing Chu Feng not only hold back but withdraw entirely, both Yaojiao Tingyu and the Harmony Faction Martial Emperor were terrified.