The juniors of the Li Heavenly Clan had been watching everything unfold with the air of spectators enjoying a show.
They had expected there to be more entertainment to follow.
But none of them had anticipated that Chu Feng—the very victim in this matter—would not immediately seek revenge against those members of his own clan who had harmed him.
Instead, he had shifted his focus entirely, directing his attention straight at them—the ones who had truly been nothing more than onlookers.
"Chu Feng, son of Chu Xuanyuan."
"I, Li Yan, would very much like to see what exactly you are capable of."
At that moment, Li Yan launched himself into the air and landed upon the dueling platform.
The instant he touched down, his aura erupted—a Heavenly Immortal's presence that blanketed every inch of space around them.
Everyone could feel Li Yan's strength.
"He's actually a Heavenly Immortal!"
"So powerful!"
After sensing Li Yan's cultivation, many onlookers let out gasps of astonishment. The juniors of the Great Thousand Upper Realm, in particular, were overcome with shame.
This was the Geniuses Gathering, after all—nearly all of the most outstanding juniors in the entire Great Thousand Upper Realm were present.
Yet their cultivations had mostly stalled at the True Immortal realm, and most had not even reached the peak of True Immortal. The fact that Chu Zhiyuan, who was only a first-grade Heavenly Immortal, had swept through all of the Great Thousand Upper Realm's juniors spoke volumes about their overall level.
But now look at the juniors of the Li Heavenly Clan—even a random young woman who stepped forward was a first-grade Heavenly Immortal.
And her combat skills were exceptionally refined. That much was evident from her defeat of Chu Zhiyuan, the one who had claimed first place at the Geniuses Gathering.
The young man who had stepped up after her, Li Youbin, was a third-grade Heavenly Immortal.
And the Li Yan who now stood before them was even more formidable—a sixth-grade Heavenly Immortal.
The young woman of the Li Heavenly Clan had not been exaggerating when she said she was the weakest among them. Every other junior present was stronger than she was.
Such a powerful Li Yan—how could Chu Feng possibly contend with him?
Although Chu Feng's reputation as a monstrous genius had long since spread across the Great Thousand Upper Realm, his cultivation had only been at the sixth-grade True Immortal level back then.
Even if his cultivation had advanced during the time he had been absent, how far could it have possibly progressed?
Could he truly stand against this Heavenly Immortal prodigy of the Li Heavenly Clan?
Everyone harbored deep doubts.
But no one said a word. Instead, they watched Chu Feng with worried eyes.
And when they looked at Chu Feng, they only grew more bewildered.
Because Chu Feng showed not the slightest trace of panic. They could not tell whether he was simply oblivious to the danger, or whether he truly had something to fall back on.
"Your cultivation—is it truly at the Heavenly Immortal level?" Under the gaze of the crowd, Chu Feng finally spoke.
"It is," Li Yan replied.
"Then let me ask—among the juniors of the Li Heavenly Clan who came here today, are you the strongest?" Chu Feng asked.
"What exactly do you mean by that?" Li Yan's brows furrowed slightly. He had caught the unfriendly edge in Chu Feng's words.
"If you are indeed the strongest among those who came today, then I will fight you. That way, you won't have made the trip for nothing."
"But if you are not the strongest among those who came today, I would advise you to step aside. Send out your strongest instead—there's no need to waste both our time and make a fool of yourself," Chu Feng said.
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