"Since it's a dead end, what is there to fear?"
"I only hope you'll keep your word. If I win, please release my Master and the others."
Chu Feng said.
"Of course."
"But Chu Feng, do you think you have any chance of winning?"
Jiang Yuantai smiled faintly, and a brilliant radiance emanated from his body. It was the power of the Spirit Formation.
Though this formation power had not coalesced into any particular formation, it greatly shocked the cultivators of the Nine Soul Galaxy.
Because that formation power radiated a terrifying aura — one comparable to the combat strength of a rank nine Martial Ancestor.
He was… a Dragon Transformation realm rank nine Spirit World Master!!!
Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled, as a powerful force of martial cultivation surged from Jiang Yuantai's body.
That was the cultivation of a rank eight Martial Ancestor!!!
But in the blink of an eye, a sacred flame erupted from Jiang Yuantai.
Beneath the empowerment of that flame, his cultivation rose from rank eight Martial Ancestor to rank nine Martial Ancestor.
The flame transformed once more.
His aura climbed yet again.
Though his cultivation remained at rank nine Martial Ancestor, his combat strength had already far surpassed that of an ordinary rank nine Martial Ancestor.
A rank eight Martial Ancestor, capable of raising his cultivation by two ranks.
At the same time, he was a Dragon Transformation realm rank nine Spirit World Master.
Jiang Yuantai was a man who had reached the absolute peak of rank nine Martial Ancestor in both Spirit Formations and martial cultivation.
This… was the genius of the Dao Alchemy Immortal Sect!!!
Though everyone already knew that in the eyes of a colossus like the Dao Alchemy Immortal Sect, everything in the Eastern Region was insignificant.
When they truly felt the power of the sect's top genius, the cultivators of the Nine Soul Galaxy were still shaken.
The gap between them was like a chasm that could never be crossed, filling them with dread.
Seeing Jiang Yuantai's display of power, even Sima Xiangtu, who had been tense, let out a sigh of relief.
Chu Feng may have had his own tricks, but unless his cultivation increased, there was simply no way he could defeat a Jiang Yuantai like this.
In truth, Chu Feng's brows were tightly furrowed at this moment.
If Jiang Yuantai's cultivation had only been able to reach rank nine Martial Ancestor, Chu Feng could have tried to defeat him using the second strike of the Nine Heavens Thunder Slash.
But Jiang Yuantai's current state was essentially an additional rank of combat strength layered on top of rank nine Martial Ancestor.
Against such a Jiang Yuantai, even the second strike of the Nine Heavens Thunder Slash would not be enough to defeat him.
Though Chu Feng's strength was already at the absolute peak among the younger generation of the Eastern Region, this Jiang Yuantai was truly a peer whom Chu Feng could not overcome.
"Don't panic. Normally speaking, you indeed cannot defeat me."
"But today, I'll give you a chance."
"Let's change the rules of the duel."
Jiang Yuantai said.
"What method?"
Chu Feng asked.
"What is your true cultivation level?"
Jiang Yuantai asked.
"Rank four Martial Ancestor."
Chu Feng said.
"Heh…"
Jiang Yuantai let out a contemptuous laugh, his smile dripping with mockery.
He glanced at Jiang Kongping, and the look in his eyes seemed to say: *Useless. Defeated by a rank four Martial Ancestor.* Facing his brother's mocking gaze, Jiang Kongping simply spread his hands and shrugged.
Though he said nothing, his gesture told his brother not to underestimate this Chu Feng.
But Jiang Yuantai was unconcerned, turning his gaze back to Chu Feng.
"Fine. I'll suppress my cultivation to the rank four Martial Ancestor realm."
"When we fight, neither of us may use martial skills, secret techniques, or increase our cultivation."
"We'll compete using only the most primitive combat methods of a martial cultivator."
Jiang Yuantai said.
"You want to fight me barehanded?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Not exactly."
Jiang Yuantai shook his head, then reached toward his Universe Bag.
He raised his arm, and a wooden case flew out, hovering in midair.
The case opened on its own, revealing eighteen weapons arranged inside.
Every weapon was crafted from wood and contained not a shred of combat power. But though they were made of wood, each one was incomparably sturdy.
Their durability was such that no one beneath the Half-God realm could hope to destroy them.
These were, in fact, treasures — though rather unusual ones.
Whoosh.
Jiang Yuantai reached out and grabbed a wooden spear that flew into his hand.
"Pick any weapon you like from here."
Jiang Yuantai said to Chu Feng.
"You really want to compete like this?"
"If so, this won't be fair to you."
Chu Feng said.
"Of course it's not fair."
"In a normal confrontation, I could take your dog's life with a mere thought."
"But I want you to lose with complete conviction."