"How is this possible? Xue Jian's cousin's formation was actually broken?" At this sudden, dramatic turn of events,
"What's going on? That was supposed to be just a blue barrier formation. How did it suddenly become a purple barrier formation?"
"And what about that terrifying giant hand? It broke that ugly freak's formation like it was nothing."
At the same time, Sun Yihan and her companions had wide eyes and slightly parted lips, their delicate faces full of shock. They were completely stunned by the sudden transformation.
"I can't believe his barrier techniques have already reached this level. He was actually able to fuse two different barrier powers to construct a formation and deceive everyone—even Xue Jian was fooled."
"Sister, what do you mean? Are you saying that man really is a Purple-robed Spirit World Master?" When they heard Jiang Wanshi's words, Sun Yihan and the others turned even paler. They had looked down on Chu Feng from the very beginning and had never even considered the possibility that he might be a Purple-robed Spirit World Master.
"Yes. Not only is he a Purple-robed Spirit World Master, but his barrier techniques far surpass both mine and Xue Jian's." Jiang Wanshi gave a firm answer.
"Heavens, he's actually that powerful?" Upon learning the truth, Sun Yihan and the other eight women could no longer stay calm. They couldn't help but cast their shocked gazes once again at Chu Feng, reassessing this handsome young man.
Becoming a Purple-robed Spirit World Master at the sixth level of Heaven Martial—and mastering barrier techniques with such proficiency—what that implied needed no explanation.
"So you're a Purple-robed Spirit World Master. Why did you pretend to be a Blue-robed one?!" Xue Jian had already realized what happened. Knowing he'd been tricked, he gritted his teeth so hard they creaked, his eyes bloodshot and burning with intense fury and killing intent.
"I simply used your own methods against you," Chu Feng said with a faint smile. Then he added, "You lost. Hand over the mid-grade martial medicine."
"Hmph. You need to be alive to enjoy it." Even as Xue Jian spoke, his teeth were clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound, but he still tossed a mid-grade martial medicine—the Flower of Martial Art—toward Chu Feng.
"Don't worry about me. If you're not convinced, we can have another round," Chu Feng caught the Flower of Martial Art and said with a grin.
"That's exactly what I was thinking. But this time, I'm not just betting your martial medicine—I'm betting your life. Do you dare?" Xue Jian said furiously.
"You want my life? Sure. But in that case, you'll need to put up two mid-grade martial medicines as your stake. Do you have that many?" Chu Feng asked with undisguised contempt.
"Hmph. I've got plenty of martial medicine. I'm just not sure you'll be alive to take it." Xue Jian snorted coldly. His palm swept across his Universe Bag, and another mid-grade martial medicine—the Cat's Claw of Martial Art—appeared in his hand.
"Heh, very good. Make your move. I'm taking both of those Cat's Claw of Martial Art!" Chu Feng smiled confidently, as if those two mid-grade martial medicines were already as good as his.
"This time, I'll take your life." Xue Jian, who already hated Chu Feng to the bone, wasted no more words. With a thought, a massive purple barrier formation materialized. But when people looked more closely, they couldn't help but gasp in alarm—it wasn't an ordinary barrier formation. It was a Spirit World Gate.
"Wooooooo——" The moment the Spirit World Gate appeared, a horrifying sound like the wailing of wolves and ghosts poured out from within.
Immediately after, a layer of dark green gas surged forth in a torrent. The eerie gas was terrifying, constantly twisting and writhing in midair.