At that moment, every junior present cowered behind their elders, peering out cautiously, yet unable to see a thing through the shimmering ripples.
Only the older generation of powerhouses could clearly witness that, under the onslaught of the colossal dragon, Chu Feng's Ancient War Sword was trembling violently, as though it might shatter at any moment.
Visible cracks had already begun to spread across the surface of the Ancient War Sword — and the Ancient War Axe alongside it.
Seeing this, let alone Ma Changchun, practically every elder from the Immortal Armament Manor and Sacred Pill Manor had already braced themselves, ready to act.
The moment anything went wrong for Chu Feng, they would intervene without hesitation.
He had made it explicitly clear that he did not want their help, and yet they would never simply stand by and watch him die.
They absolutely would not allow Chu Feng to fall at Han Yu's hands.
Fortunately, the power of the Immortal Technique's dragon, formidable as it was, had its limits — and it soon subsided.
By the time the dragon dissipated, the Ancient War Sword and Ancient War Axe were both riddled with cracks.
But in the end, they had held.
So Ma Changchun and the others let out a collective sigh of relief.
Pfft — But just then, Chu Feng opened his mouth wide, and several mouthfuls of fresh blood sprayed out in succession.
When the bleeding finally stopped, his complexion had gone pale as paper, his aura feeble to the extreme — he could barely even stay on his feet.
"Big Brother Chu Feng… why does he have to push himself like this?"
Looking at Chu Feng in that state, Li Xiang and the others were heartsick.
As for everyone else present, some admired Chu Feng while others quietly mocked him.
Those who admired him respected the stubborn refusal to concede — that iron will that simply would not accept defeat.
Those who mocked him believed Chu Feng had no way of truly contending with Han Yu. In their eyes, he was merely clinging on with those two heaven-defying secret techniques, stubbornly refusing to give up.
Even if he could hold out a while longer, all he could do was passively endure the beating without ever striking back. Continuing to persist under such circumstances was nothing short of idiocy — and that was precisely why they ridiculed him.
Pfft — But at that very moment, Han Yu himself suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and dropped to one knee.
Everyone present froze, their expressions shifting in an instant.
They stared in astonishment — Han Yu's complexion, they realized, looked no better than Chu Feng's.
Only then did people suddenly grasp the truth: the backlash from the Immortal Technique was far from trivial. Having unleashed it twice in succession, Han Yu had been enduring enormous strain as well.
Hummm — Just then, a golden light shot skyward.
Every single person watching was struck with alarm.
That golden light — it was Chu Feng's Ancient War Sword. It had broken free of Chu Feng's grip and, carrying tremendous force, was hurtling straight toward Han Yu.
"Damn it!!!"
Realizing the danger, Han Yu hastily deployed a Forbidden Martial Art, bombarding the incoming Ancient War Sword in an attempt to halt its advance.
He cycled through one Forbidden Martial Art after another — even unleashing an Ancestral Forbidden Martial Art.
Yet none of them could so much as slow the Ancient War Sword down.
At that moment, the sword was simply unstoppable. Every Forbidden Martial Art Han Yu threw at it was obliterated the instant it made contact.
At best, they managed to reduce its speed slightly, but there was no way to actually stop it.
And under those conditions, the Ancient War Sword closed the distance to Han Yu in the blink of an eye.
Clang — A deafening boom rang out as the Ancient War Sword was, against all expectation, blocked.
Blocked it was. Han Yu had produced yet another Ancestral Forbidden Martial Art — this one manifesting as a colossal shield, and it was this shield that had stopped Chu Feng's Ancient War Sword in its tracks.
But even though Han Yu had successfully deflected the sword, the looks people directed at him were now deeply complicated.
Those gazes were filled with doubt, as though they could scarcely believe what they were seeing.
The people of Yuwen City, in particular, wore expressions of desperate frustration and bitter unwillingness.