It spread outward like a wave of radiance, brilliantly dazzling.
However, this seemingly beautiful formation actually harbored tremendous destructive power.
Wherever it passed, a hissing sound rang out, and even the air was burned away.
If this formation struck Chu Feng, he would likely be burned to death, reduced to nothing but ash.
Whoosh— Yet, with a mere casual wave of his palm, the oncoming radiant formation dissipated like mist.
"This…"
Seeing this, Chu Xianshuo froze in place. He had clearly never expected that Chu Feng could dismantle his offensive formation with nothing more than a wave of his hand.
Right now, Chu Xianshuo's expression was terrible, because he felt deeply humiliated.
"Where did you learn this formation?" Chu Feng asked Chu Xianshuo.
"None of your damn business!" Chu Xianshuo cursed.
"Vulgar." Chu Feng shot him a look of disdain. "You don't need to be nervous. I simply want to know why you'd bother cultivating such a useless formation."
"Damn it! How dare you insult my formation! Chu Feng, you're asking for death!" Chu Xianshuo roared in fury.
"Asking for death? Hahaha…" Chu Feng burst into laughter. "It seems like from the very beginning, you never intended to let me leave here alive, did you?"
"Just now was only a test. Now, I'll send you to your death!"
Chu Xianshuo roared again, and at the same time, began condensing another formation.
At this moment, golden light surged around Chu Xianshuo as winds howled and clouds churned. The overwhelming aura was so terrifying that even the young juniors of the Chu Heavenly Clan standing nearby were forced to retreat in fear.
This time, the formation took considerably longer to construct than before.
Naturally, its power was far greater.
However, even as Chu Xianshuo was in the process of constructing a formation meant to obliterate him, Chu Feng stood perfectly still, his expression unchanged—as if he were simply waiting for Chu Xianshuo to strike.
BOOM— A tremendous explosion erupted as Chu Xianshuo launched his attack.
The imposing aura was overwhelming, like a divine tiger unleashed from its cage, intent on annihilating everything in its path.
BANG— But the moment the formation was fired, it shattered with a deafening blast.
Powerful ripples spread outward in all directions, and even Chu Xianshuo, its creator, was knocked stumbling backward.
"What happened? What's going on?"
Outside the hunting ground, the younger juniors with weaker cultivation had no idea what was going on.
"It's Chu Feng," an expert said.
"Chu Feng?" The juniors were even more confused.
In truth, it really was Chu Feng.
Because right now, Chu Feng's palm was aimed directly at Chu Xianshuo.
It was Chu Feng's attack that had blasted apart the formation Chu Xianshuo had just fired.
It was just that Chu Feng was too fast. The instant Chu Xianshuo had launched his formation, Chu Feng had already destroyed it.
And his attack was so concealed that many people hadn't even seen it.
"Your formation had an impressive display, I'll give you that. But in the end, it's still useless," Chu Feng said, looking at Chu Xianshuo with open mockery.
"Damn it! I refuse to believe this!"
Chu Xianshuo's face had turned green with rage, but he had no intention of conceding, because he didn't believe he was inferior to Chu Feng.
So, next, Chu Xianshuo consecutively constructed offensive formations and launched them at Chu Feng.
But every time his formation was completed, all it took was a casual wave of Chu Feng's arm, and the formation would shatter to pieces.
After several rounds of this, Chu Xianshuo was so furious that smoke seemed to be coming out of him. His young face was no longer green—it had been flushed completely red with rage.
It was as though every hole in his head—his nose, his eyes, his ears—were all shooting fire and smoke.
"What incredible formation-construction speed."
"That's impressive. This Chu Feng is truly formidable."
Meanwhile, outside the hunting ground, everyone had witnessed the duel between the two, and praise for Chu Feng poured out without cease.
They now understood that the attacks Chu Feng was unleashing weren't ordinary boundary power—they were formations as well.
Otherwise, as fellow Snake Pattern Robe Spirit World Masters, Chu Feng couldn't have dismantled Chu Xianshuo's formations so effortlessly.
The reason Chu Feng could crush Chu Xianshuo's attacks was simply that his own formations were far superior.
Stronger formations, constructed in the span of a single instant—that was more than enough to prove the gap between Chu Feng and Chu Xianshuo.
However, while the experts outside could see everything clearly, Chu Xianshuo did not see it that way.
At this moment, Chu Xianshuo was so enraged that even his hair stood on end. He pointed at Chu Feng and shouted: "Relying on a supreme treasure doesn't count as real skill! If you've got the guts, fight me with your own ability!"
"A supreme treasure? I'm not sure what you mean," Chu Feng replied, looking genuinely puzzled.