Roar—
This secret technique's power was extraordinary. Though it hadn't reached the level of the Ancient Battle Axe—a force that transcended realms—its power was still formidable.
Relying on Lady Li Ming's cultivation and combat strength, which were inherently superior to Chu Feng's, this secret technique actually managed to force the Ancient Battle Axe into continuous retreat.
"Chu Feng, you were absolutely right. This girl truly has endless tricks—she's not to be taken lightly."
"She really can't be compared to the likes of Kong Dou Moyuan."
At this moment, the Queen was growing more excited the longer she watched. Seeing that Lady Li Ming possessed such a vast arsenal of techniques, she wasn't worried in the slightest—on the contrary, she was becoming increasingly thrilled.
Of course, the reason she wasn't worried about Chu Feng wasn't because she was careless. She knew full well that Chu Feng still had three killing moves he hadn't yet deployed.
The first was Chu Feng's Divine Rune, whose power far surpassed other Heaven-rank bloodlines. Though Chu Feng was currently at a disadvantage, in the Queen's eyes, once he used his Divine Rune, he could turn the tide of battle.
Beyond the Divine Rune, Chu Feng had another killing move—the Ancient Secret Technique he'd also obtained from the Ancient Battle Clan: the Ancient Battle Sword.
The Ancient Battle Sword was the foremost of the Ancient Battle Clan's three great secret techniques—a technique that even Zhan Haichuan had failed to conquer in his day.
Its power not only exceeded the Ancient Battle Axe, but even surpassed Zhan Haichuan's Ancient Battle Spear.
However, because the Ancient Battle Sword's power was so overwhelming, it was also exceptionally difficult to control.
Chu Feng still couldn't use it yet. But once his cultivation rose to the Eighth-rank Martial Ancestor, and after he'd activated the power of the Thunder Rune…
Chu Feng had once told the Queen that with his current abilities, though he still couldn't fully master the Ancient Battle Sword, when the moment demanded it, he could still bring it to bear.
The catch was that using the Ancient Battle Sword would inevitably push his body beyond its limits, and that would naturally take a toll.
In simple terms, the current Chu Feng, if he went all out, could unleash some of the Ancient Battle Sword's power.
But the consequence would be the same as using the Evil God Sword—it would place a severe burden on his body and could even trigger a backlash.
Therefore, as long as he could avoid using the Ancient Battle Sword, Chu Feng wouldn't. In the end, it was a last resort—a trump card to be played only when circumstances left him no choice.
Of course, beyond the Ancient Battle Sword, Chu Feng had one final method: the Evil God Sword.
If, even after risking everything to wield the Ancient Battle Sword, Chu Feng might still fail to escape a True Immortal…
Then once the Evil God Sword was drawn, even an ordinary True Immortal would have no hope of survival.
This was Chu Feng's most powerful trump card to date—but also the one with the most dire consequences, the one he dared use least of all.
In the Queen's view, as long as Chu Feng held these three trump cards, his possibilities were limitless.
And in a life-or-death crisis, if Chu Feng didn't even fear True Immortals, how could he possibly be afraid of a mere Martial Ancestor?
That was why the Queen remained so calm and composed—she knew Chu Feng would certainly win.
"Girl, what exactly is your background? How do you have so many tricks up your sleeve?"
"But I have to say, while your golden little lion is impressive, it's actually still weaker than my Ancient Battle Axe."
"The only reason your golden little lion can hold its own against my Ancient Battle Axe is that your cultivation is one rank higher than mine."
"So, girl, if you truly hate me to the bone, you should kill me right now."
"Otherwise, once my cultivation catches up to yours and we're both at the Ninth-rank Martial Ancestor… you won't be able to compete with me anymore."
Chu Feng was completely unfazed, so despite being at a disadvantage, he continued to taunt Lady Li Ming without restraint, constantly provoking her.
Lady Li Ming was naturally a very composed person. Ordinary provocations would never get under her skin—as was evident from her previous duel with Chu Feng atop Cloud Crane Mountain.
But Chu Feng's careless touch had struck right at Lady Li Ming's bottom line.
Everyone had a line that could not be crossed. Once crossed, it could not be tolerated.
So as long as Chu Feng kept prodding that particular sore spot, each jab was guaranteed to land—and Lady Li Ming would certainly fly into a rage.