"Old thing, do you realize that your insolent little stunt is going to get every last one of your Ancient Elves buried alongside you?" After blocking the golden-haired elder's attack, the Hall Master of the Dark Hall spoke.
"What did you say?" The golden-haired elder had not yet recovered from his shock.
Bzzzzzz—
And in that very instant, bolts of lightning flickered through the Hall Master's eyes. Then, one thick bolt after another, like colossal dragons, surged outward from within his body.
The moment those bolts emerged, they spread at frightening speed, piercing through the Ancient Elves like blades.
Everything happened far too quickly. Apart from Chu Feng and a mere handful of the Ancient Elves' strongest fighters, every last one of them was struck by the lightning.
And not a single person who was struck survived — their souls were obliterated in an instant, reduced to ash and nothingness. Before they could even let out a scream, they were gone.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of Ancient Elves present on the scene were all wiped out by the Hall Master.
Yet, at the very moment that those hundreds of thousands of Ancient Elves were annihilated in an instant, Chu Feng's expression changed drastically. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared, utterly incredulous, at the Hall Master of the Dark Hall.
"No!!!!!!!"
The golden-haired elder let out a wail of anguish that tore at the very soul, and then a wave of murderous rage so overwhelming it defied description erupted from within him.
Swoosh—
Under that sudden explosion of power, the Emperor Armament saber in his hand bypassed the Hall Master's fingers entirely and thrust straight toward his Dantian.
Bzzzzzz—
But just as the Emperor Armament saber was about to touch the Hall Master's body, bolts of lightning radiated outward from within him.
That lightning not only blocked the golden-haired elder's attack, it coiled around the Hall Master's body, forming a suit of lightning armor that covered him from head to toe.
At that moment, not only was Chu Feng utterly shocked, but even Xian Miaomiao wore a look of astonishment and couldn't help but glance over at Chu Feng.
Because the Hall Master's lightning armor was identical to Chu Feng's lightning armor — an exact match.
And it wasn't just that. The lightning he had unleashed moments ago had come in several different colors, and the number matched exactly the number of lightning colors that Chu Feng currently commanded.
All of this pointed to one conclusion: in this Martial Continent, it wasn't only Chu Feng who possessed the power of that lightning beast, and it wasn't only Chu Feng who had inherited that powerful bloodline.
The Hall Master of the Dark Hall before them had it too.
He… possessed the same inherited bloodline as Chu Feng.
"Heh heh. This lightning armor was put on display just for you, Chu Feng. I wanted to see the expression on your face right now." The Hall Master gazed at Chu Feng with a grin, and from the look in his eyes, Chu Feng could detect a note of mockery.
"As for you, I don't even need the lightning armor to snuff you out." Just then, the Hall Master suddenly turned toward the golden-haired elder, and his hand shot out like a blade. With a single wet thud, he plunged his palm straight through the golden-haired elder's Dantian.
It had to be said — the clothes the golden-haired elder wore were extraordinary, boasting tremendous defensive power. Yet before the Hall Master of the Dark Hall, they were still utterly worthless.
"Scram. A weakling like you dares to make a move against me?" With a sweep of his great sleeve, the Hall Master hurled the golden-haired elder toward Chu Feng.
Snap—
Chu Feng reached out and caught the golden-haired elder in his arms.
"Uncle."
"My lord."