"You opened this? You've got some skills, I'll give you that."
"Let me be direct — I'd like to see what the son of Chu Xuanyuan is truly capable of," Puyang Han said.
The reason he dared say such a thing was that Chu Feng had concealed his aura. Puyang Han had not sensed Chu Feng's current presence, nor did he know what level of cultivation Chu Feng had reached.
True, Chu Feng had entered this Prodigy Grand Formation at an inconceivable speed — and had even opened up its deeper layers.
But that only proved Chu Feng was extraordinarily gifted; it did not prove that his combat strength was anything special.
So he very much wanted to test Chu Feng's true power.
After all, if he could defeat Chu Feng, that would be tantamount to defeating Li Anzhi. For him, that would be a golden opportunity to boost his own reputation.
"You?"
"Forget it. You're not qualified to fight me."
Chu Feng shot Puyang Han an indifferent glance, then turned his gaze back toward the ceiling above.
"You bastard — how arrogant can you get?"
Those words sent Puyang Han into a fury. With a flip of his palm, a half-complete Immortal Armament materialized in his hand.
Whoosh— Yet the moment the weapon settled into his grasp, it was violently wrenched away, clattering to the ground.
At the same instant, Puyang Han's body was hauled skyward and pinned hard against the wall by an invisible force.
"I said you're not qualified to fight me. Don't embarrass yourself."
Chu Feng's voice rang out once more, but as he spoke, he didn't even glance at Puyang Han. His eyes remained fixed on the top of the chamber.
But at this moment, the onlookers were even more shaken.
Setting aside everyone else — even Li Anzhi, who knew full well what Chu Feng was capable of, wore a look of stunned disbelief.
The instant Chu Feng had made his move, they had all been able to sense his aura.
Ninth level True Immortal. That level of strength was absolutely terrifying among the younger generation under a hundred years of age.
Li Anzhi's mind was in turmoil.
Back then, when Chu Feng had been only a sixth level True Immortal, he had already defeated Li Anzhi — a seventh level True Immortal.
He could well imagine how powerful Chu Feng must be as a ninth level True Immortal.
Below the Martial Immortal realm, there was likely no one left who could stand against him.
But what unsettled Li Anzhi most was how absurdly fast Chu Feng's cultivation had advanced.
Not much time had passed since their last battle.
Li Anzhi had trained desperately during that period, and had managed to advance only a single level — and that was thanks in part to this very Prodigy Grand Formation.
Yet Chu Feng had leaped from the sixth level all the way to the ninth, climbing a full three levels in the same span of time.
It was a gap that left Li Anzhi feeling utterly unable to keep up, and he couldn't help but wonder whether there would ever come a day in his life when he could close that distance.
"Everyone, leave this place immediately!"
Chu Feng suddenly bellowed.
"Huh?"
But the sudden gravity in his voice left the crowd confused and uncertain.
"Go — now!"
Chu Feng roared again. The moment he finished, he shot out of the chamber, and with his own power, forcibly dragged every single person still inside out along with him.
Once clear, Chu Feng led the group speeding away into the distance.
People still didn't understand what he was doing.
BOOM— But they hadn't flown far before a deafening explosion erupted from the spot where the chamber had been.