"It's fine, everyone."
"If he can go up there, then I, Chu Feng, can too." Chu Feng pushed Little Yu'er's hand away, then said, "I actually want to see what kind of trick Huangfu Shengyu is trying to pull."
With that, Chu Feng leaped directly onto the bizarre formation.
The moment he landed, Chu Feng felt a surge of power seeping into his body from beneath his feet.
"So that's how it is."
After sensing this power, Chu Feng didn't show any pain — instead, he grinned.
He now understood what this formation was for.
It was indeed a treasure, and an expensive one at that, but it could only be used once.
No wonder after Huangfu Shengyu had used it, Huangfu Jiangyao and the others had worn such strained expressions — they were actually heartbroken.
Heartbroken that Huangfu Shengyu had wasted such a precious treasure on Chu Feng.
"Chu Feng, oh Chu Feng. You triggered such an impressive phenomenon, and I thought your Heavenly Thunder Bloodline was something remarkable."
Seeing that Chu Feng had actually stepped onto the platform and showed no pain — looking perfectly composed at that — Huangfu Shengyu, who had been gritting his teeth in agony moments ago, actually started laughing too. Though his laughter was triumphant, the grin on his face was truly ugly.
"What are you so smug about? Look at you — teeth bared, practically crying from the pain."
"Chu Feng has it a million times easier than you," Feng Ling shot back immediately.
"What would you lowlifes know? Do you have any idea what this is?"
"This is a Combat Platform for holders of the Heavenly Thunder Bloodline to pit their bloodlines against each other."
"The stronger the bloodline, the greater the power one must endure — and naturally, the greater the pain."
"Chu Feng looks at ease? That only proves how weak his bloodline is," Huangfu Jiangyao explained.
"A bunch of ignorant fools — no need to bother explaining things to them."
Huangfu Shengyu couldn't have cared less about what the crowd thought. His eyes remained locked on Chu Feng.
"Combat Platform?"
"Damn it!"
Meanwhile, Little Yu'er was already preparing to step forward and get onto the Combat Platform.
She hadn't noticed anything else — only the words "Combat Platform" had registered.
This confirmed that Huangfu Shengyu had indeed set a trap for Chu Feng. It was despicable.
But just as Little Yu'er was about to move, Xianhai Shaoyu stopped her.
"My dear little sister, don't be hasty. Just watch for now."
"As long as I'm here, I won't let your big brother come to any harm," Xianhai Shaoyu said.
"Chu Feng, yesterday you defeated me by relying on a Spirit."
"But as a bearer of the Heavenly Thunder Bloodline, instead of focusing on martial cultivation, you devoted yourself to the art of boundaries. You've truly disgraced the Heavenly Thunder Bloodline."
"Today, I will show you just how powerful the Heavenly Thunder Bloodline truly is."
"Any other bloodline — whatever it may be."
"Any bloodline whatsoever is utterly insignificant before the Heavenly Thunder Bloodline. They are all nothing but ants!"
"The Heavenly Thunder Bloodline is the mightiest bloodline in the entire vast world of martial cultivation — it is the KING that stands above all other bloodlines!!!"
At those words, the space around Huangfu Shengyu trembled, and peals of thunder erupted from all directions.
A majestic torrent of nine-colored lightning erupted from within his body, surging straight into the heavens.
At the same time, the skies above responded to this tremendous power.
The previously clear sky was instantly consumed by rolling dark clouds and crackling lightning.
The phenomenon had actually triggered a Heavenly Thunder phenomenon.