"I don't know why he's trying to unseal that thing, but regardless, we cannot allow him to succeed."
After saying this, Chu Feng began secretly transmitting his voice to Ying Mingchao and the others.
In the next instant, Ying Mingchao, Wang Qiang, Zhao Hong, and every member of the allied army received Chu Feng's secret transmission.
Chu Feng's message was simple: when the time came, they were to flee immediately, using the fastest means possible to leave this place.
Caught off guard by Chu Feng's sudden transmission, the others were at a loss, still unclear about what was happening.
Hummm—
And in the very next moment, from the spot where Chu Feng stood, an overwhelmingly powerful aura erupted, sweeping across heaven and earth.
Looking closely, everyone could see that a blood-red flame of energy was emanating from Chu Feng's body.
But the source of it all was not Chu Feng himself—it was the sword in his right hand, the demonic weapon, the Evil God Sword.
The Evil God Sword had now been fused with Chu Feng's power, activated by his own energy, and so its might was on full display.
Crimson clouds of darkness quickly blanketed the sky, shrouding even the colossal grand formation beneath them.
If one were to describe it, those sky-spanning blood-red clouds were far more sinister and unsettling than the dark-black aura had ever been.
"Is that the demonic weapon of Chu Feng's—the one that can slay True Immortals?"
"What a terrifying aura. I've never felt such oppressive power before."
The many people below were witnessing Chu Feng's Evil God Sword for the first time, and every last one of them wore an expression of sheer terror.
Even the eyes of Ying Mingchao and his companions were filled with unease.
This was not their first time seeing the Evil God Sword, yet what struck them as strange was that this sword seemed to display its matchless power regardless of who was facing it.
They all knew full well that the elder of the Chu Heavenly Clan possessed power akin to a god—an opponent far beyond anything they could contend with.
Though they did not know the exact level of the elder's cultivation, one thing was certain: the gap in their strength was astronomically vast.
Yet when the Evil God Sword's power revealed itself, they were struck by an illusion—that perhaps Chu Feng could stand against this god-like elder after all.
Because the Evil God Sword's might showed no weakness compared to the elder's, and its aura of invincibility was in fact several times more formidable.
"Hahahaha…"
But just as everyone was stunned by the Evil God Sword's display, Chu Banruo burst into laughter—not only loud, but dripping with mockery.
"Chu Feng, using the Evil God Sword against the riffraff of the Hundred Refinements Mortal World is one thing, but you actually delude yourself into thinking you can use it against me?"
"You truly look down on me far too much, lumping me in with that motley crew of nobodies."
"I can only say—you are profoundly ignorant." Chu Banruo's words dripped with scorn.
Though he, too, had witnessed the Evil God Sword's power before, he clearly did not take it seriously.
Swish—
At that moment, the Evil God Sword in Chu Feng's hand shot upward, its tip aimed directly at Chu Banruo.
"This…"
In the next instant, every person present had their expression change dramatically, eyes flooding with disbelief.
Even Chu Banruo's face froze for a moment before he slowly lowered his gaze to his own chest.
There, right in the center of his chest, a bloody hole had appeared—his torso had been pierced clean through.
Worse still, around the wound, a blood-red flame of energy had manifested and was rapidly spreading, devouring his flesh.
This was the same wound the Soul Infant Sect Master had suffered before—it was the Evil God Sword, the Evil God Sword's power.
"You…???"
Chu Banruo's face was blank with shock, his eyes brimming with disbelief. He could not accept that someone of his cultivation level had actually been injured by the Evil God Sword—and that the wound had caught him completely off guard.
"How is this possible?"
In truth, not only was everyone else stunned—even Chu Feng himself was overwhelmed with shock.
Even he had not anticipated that the Evil God Sword could wound the elder of the Chu Heavenly Clan so effortlessly.
After all, that elder's aura had been truly immense.
So immensely powerful that Chu Feng had felt infinitely small standing before him.
As though the figure facing him was not a man at all, but an insurmountable mountain.