As he dropped to his knees, Linghu Mingye was first struck by bewilderment. Then, rage erupted across his face, utterly and completely.
"Chu Feng, I'll kill you!!!"
Linghu Mingye let out a roar of pure fury.
He had always been arrogant. He had always been untouchable. He had always stood above everyone else.
Yet now, he was kneeling before a member of the Chu Heavenly Clan. The humiliation was agonizing. He felt utterly disgraced, and it was precisely that sense of disgrace that fueled his rage.
"Kill me?" Chu Feng smiled faintly at the threat. "Are you still not aware of the situation you're in?"
With that, Chu Feng pointed his finger downward lightly and spoke in a calm voice: "Get down."
The moment those words left his lips, Linghu Mingye actually dropped flat at Chu Feng's feet.
"Bastard! Bastard! You bastard!!!"
Linghu Mingye's roars continued to echo through the air.
But Chu Feng remained utterly unfazed. He spoke with composure: "Linghu Mingye, it seems you don't understand that martial cultivators let their strength do the talking — not their insults."
"Strength? You dare speak of strength? A mere Heavenly Immortal like you dares talk about strength with a Martial Immortal like me?"
"If you've got any backbone, put away your treasure and fight me with your own power!" Linghu Mingye roared. Even while being suppressed by Chu Feng, he refused to acknowledge Chu Feng's strength.
"My own power?"
"I, Chu Feng, subdued this Holy Spirit Light Formation through my own ability. Is that not strength?" Chu Feng countered.
"Subdued the Holy Spirit Light Formation? You really think I'll believe that nonsense just because you're suppressing me?" Linghu Mingye scoffed repeatedly.
He simply did not believe — not deep down — that Chu Feng could truly control the Holy Spirit Light Formation.
Chu Feng read the thoughts behind Linghu Mingye's eyes.
He realized that this man's pride was extraordinarily strong.
Having his strength suppressed by Chu Feng had already wounded that pride, yet all it had produced was more anger.
Linghu Mingye was absolutely convinced that Chu Feng had relied on a treasure to overpower him — not on any genuine ability of his own.
That was why he refused to submit. And it was precisely that defiance that made him so unwilling, so furious.
However, if Chu Feng were to make him understand that he truly did control the Holy Spirit Light Formation, then the blow to Linghu Mingye's pride would be far more devastating.
Such a wound would be far more painful than any punishment inflicted on his body.
So, though he had initially not planned on proving much to Linghu Mingye, Chu Feng changed his mind.
He had to make Linghu Mingye understand — once and for all — that he truly controlled the Holy Spirit Light Formation.
"Linghu Mingye, since you're so familiar with this Holy Spirit Light Formation, you should know that its three stages are irreversible, correct?" Chu Feng asked.
"Of course," Linghu Mingye said.
Whoosh— The instant he finished speaking, Linghu Mingye — who had been flat on the ground — not only rose to his feet but ascended into midair.
"What are you doing now?" Linghu Mingye assumed Chu Feng was about to humiliate him further, and he roared in fury.
"I want you to look carefully at what happens to this Holy Spirit Light Formation."
Chu Feng swept his sleeve with a wave.
The very next moment, the land area of the Holy Spirit Light Formation began to expand at an astonishing rate.