Inside and outside the Inheritance Cavern, all eyes were fixed on one figure — Chu Feng.
Whether they were elders or juniors, their gazes conveyed the same message.
Surprise, astonishment, disbelief, and a heavy dose of shock.
After all, the title of Asura Spirit World Master was far too extraordinary.
Chu Feng's martial cultivation talent was already beyond question.
His mastery of formation techniques had been showcased during his confrontation with the Liangqiu sisters.
Now, paired with the title of Asura Spirit World Master, this was simply too remarkable — the entire Great Thousand Upper Realm would erupt in an uproar.
And under the weight of everyone's eager gazes demanding answers, Chu Feng simply smiled faintly and said:
"Never once did I say I wasn't an Asura Spirit World Master."
Hiss—
The moment these words left his mouth, everyone drew in a sharp breath.
Although they had already anticipated the answer, hearing Chu Feng admit it with his own lips still made their hearts race considerably.
In martial cultivation, he commanded heaven-defying secret techniques and had cultivated the Divine Punishment Mystic Art.
In formation mastery, he was an Asura Spirit World Master as well. With all these titles gathered upon one person, calling him perfect would not be an exaggeration.
At that moment, the gazes the juniors inside the Inheritance Cavern directed at Chu Feng had completely changed.
The two male disciples from the Starfall Sacred Ground couldn't help but feel an added tinge of reverence.
Even the disciples of the Nine Profound Sect harbored similar looks of respect.
In truth, it wasn't just them — even the elders outside the Inheritance Cavern had undergone the same shift in how they regarded Chu Feng.
It wasn't that they were making a fuss over nothing. It was simply impossible not to take such a junior seriously.
"Chu Feng, what exactly do you mean by this?"
"Are you flaunting the fact that you're an Asura Spirit World Master too?"
Just as everyone was marveling, a distinctly displeased voice rang out.
It was Asura Zhao Kun.
Asura Zhao Kun's face was clouded with resentment. Clearly, the revelation that Chu Feng was also an Asura Spirit World Master had shocked him — but far more than that, it had annoyed him.
Sure enough, the moment he spoke, he twisted Chu Feng's revelation of his identity as an Asura Spirit World Master into something deliberate.
One had to admit — he was both despicable and insidious.
After all, with that one remark, he would indeed plant seeds of suspicion in everyone's minds about Chu Feng's true motives for revealing his identity.
"I simply wanted to break through this first inheritance point as quickly as possible," Chu Feng said. "Only by doing so will the riddle of the second inheritance point appear."
"Breaking through the inheritance point — the most critical issue right now is finding a method to solve it. It's not like simply summoning an Asura Spirit is going to do anything."
"If summoning an Asura Spirit were enough to crack the inheritance point open, why would we even need you? My own Spirit could have opened it long ago," Asura Zhao Kun retorted.
"Shut up."
But just then, a sharp rebuke suddenly rang out.
Perhaps it came too abruptly, because the completely unprepared Asura Zhao Kun flinched so hard his entire body shook.
And in the next instant, all eyes turned toward the Queen.
Because that sharp cry had come directly from the Queen's mouth.
At that moment, the Queen's beautiful eyes were locked squarely on Asura Zhao Kun.
For an ordinary person, being stared at by such a stunning beauty would have left them trembling with excitement.
But Asura Zhao Kun felt anything but comfortable, because he had seen something terrifying in the depths of the Queen's gaze.
But how could this be? She was only a ninth-grade Martial Ancestor — the same level of strength as his own Spirit.
And he, for all practical purposes, was a True Immortal. How could he possibly fear a ninth-grade Martial Ancestor Spirit?
With that thought, Asura Zhao Kun regained his confidence and opened his mouth, ready to berate the Queen.
But in that very moment, the Queen's slender, pale hand traced an elegant arc through the air.
A stream of dark, ashen energy flowed at the Queen's command and surged straight into the compass of the first inheritance point.