"If it were Wushuang… or me, it truly wouldn't be possible. But Young Friend Chu Feng's bloodline power can be, and he has already accomplished it." At that moment, Duan Jidao had actually calmed considerably. After all, he was well aware that Chu Feng's bloodline power was a bloodline that surpassed even the Emperor-level bloodlines.
This kind of bloodline power perhaps no one else on the Martial Sacred Land still possessed. Naturally, people would be unaware of its terror, and thus they would react with disbelief and shock. But Duan Jidao had already begun to gradually accept Chu Feng's strength.
Many things could not be understood simply because they exceeded the bounds of comprehension. But in this world, there had always been many things beyond understanding — and power was one of them.
"Young Friend Chu Feng, no wonder you are so brilliantly talented. It turns out you possess such a terrifying inherited bloodline. This kind of bloodline power truly makes the rest of us envious," said Yaojiao Guang with undisguised envy. As the Yaojiao King Beast, he too possessed a powerful demon beast bloodline.
He had always believed his bloodline was no weaker than the Emperor-level bloodlines of the Four Great Imperial Clans — perhaps even stronger. But if he compared his bloodline power to Chu Feng's, he had to admit he was thoroughly inferior.
"The more powerful the bloodline, the stronger the body required to support it. Otherwise, one simply cannot control that bloodline's power, nor unleash it properly. Young Friend Chu Feng possesses both in full measure, so envy alone will not get you anywhere," Duan Jidao said.
"Truly, truly." Yaojiao Guang nodded repeatedly, then looked toward the Ximen Imperial Clan's direction and said with a grin, "The Four Great Imperial Clans have made an enemy of Young Friend Chu Feng — they are truly courting their own destruction."
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Within the vast city of the Ximen Imperial Clan, defenses were solid as iron. It was a fortress unto itself.
And now, within this fortress, it was not only the Ximen Imperial Clan's army that had assembled.
Disciples of the Nangong, the Dongfang, and the Beitang Imperial Clan had all gathered their armies here as well. And not merely their elite forces — every last bit of the Four Great Imperial Clans' fighting strength had been concentrated in this single location.
In the very heart of the city, the younger generation of all four clans had been gathered and hidden in the safest place. Outside the city, the elites of the four clans stood in tight formation, ready for battle.
Never mind the four clan masters — even the Supreme Elders of the four clans added up to a full thirteen.
Now, with the Four Great Imperial Clans having mustered their entire forces here, the home bases of the other three clans had all been left completely empty.
They had abandoned their cities and moved their entire clans here for one purpose: to fight Chu Feng in a final, decisive battle. This spoke volumes about the sheer determination of the Four Great Imperial Clans to destroy Chu Feng — their resolve was absolute, as though they would either succeed or perish trying.
As it stood, the Four Great Imperial Clans were prepared for battle. But hanging upon the walls of the Ximen Imperial Clan's city were several people from the Green Wood Mountain.
Not only were there multiple elders and disciples suspended there, but even Baili Xuankong and Dugu Xingfeng among them were hung upon the walls. Without question, all of them were people who shared close ties with Chu Feng.
Fortunately, they were merely hung there and had not been harmed — a sign that the Four Great Imperial Clans had not subjected them to brutal interrogation. At least that much could be considered humane.
Of course, it was also possible that the Four Great Imperial Clans simply refrained from torture for the sake of their own image, rather than out of any genuine mercy toward the people of Green Wood Mountain.
Still, for Baili Xuankong and the others, this was an extraordinarily humiliating affair. Yet what weighed on their minds at that moment was not their own dignity, but Chu Feng. They truly did not want to be the reason he was dragged into danger, did not want to cost him his life.
"I never would have guessed — the one who had been secretly helping Chu Feng all along was the ancestor of Green Wood Mountain."
"Indeed. What surprised me even more was how powerful Green Wood Mountain's ancestor turned out to be — capable of holding his own against the clan masters of the Four Great Imperial Clans single-handedly. If not for offending the Four Great Imperial Clans, with his strength and a genius like Chu Feng, Green Wood Mountain would surely have become the foremost among the Nine Powers."
Outside the Ximen Imperial Clan's fortress, a considerable crowd had also gathered — spectators who had come to watch the spectacle. Now, looking at Baili Xuankong and the others hanging from the city walls, they chattered amongst themselves endlessly.
"The Four Great Imperial Clans seem to have assembled every last ounce of their fighting strength here. It looks like they're going all in — they're dead set on killing Chu Feng."
"But wasn't it said that the Snow-Haired Immortal had declared she would no longer intervene in the grudge between Chu Feng and the Four Great Imperial Clans? Without her help, Chu Feng's side is far too weak — surely the Four Great Imperial Clans wouldn't mobilize this much just for that?"
"You clearly don't understand. Back on the Bow Tyrant Plains, it wasn't just the Snow-Haired Immortal and the Compass Immortal who helped Chu Feng. Didn't Chu Feng ultimately get rescued by a mysterious figure in black?"