Wang Qiang, utterly wretched to behold.
An eerie army of the skinless yet still living.
At last, everyone understood why Baili Zilin had resorted to underhanded means to shroud the arena at every critical moment.
The truth was that he truly did have shameful tricks up his sleeve, and his victories were indeed dishonorable.
Soon, a voice like a divine judgment upon all mortals echoed from the depths of the heavens.
"Baili Zilin, you refined the lives of others, seized their bloodlines, and transformed millions of cultivation prodigies into abominations — neither human nor ghost, unable to live yet denied death — puppets devoid of all conscience."
"And after torturing young friend Wang Qiang into such a state, you used a supreme treasure's power to disguise him, making people believe you were a man of benevolence."
"Can you still dare claim that your Hell Sect is not a wicked heretical path?"
"How much longer will you keep up this pretense of being a good person?"
The one speaking was Master Jiudian.
It was he who had used the power of his formation to break through the barrier shrouding the arena, thereby exposing Baili Zilin's true face to the public.
However, given the special standing of the Heavenly Peak, Master Jiudian did not wish to openly side with Chu Feng.
So he had disguised his voice, and no one could tell it was him.
"Baili Zilin — he really did commit such despicable acts."
At that moment, let alone the bystanders, even Yun Ao, a fellow member of the Hell Sect, wore a face full of fury.
"I'd long heard that he would stop at nothing to gain power, but I never imagined he'd gone this far into madness."
Chen Hui's eyes blazed with anger as well.
He was far from alone — many others aboard their warship had begun to condemn Baili Zilin in kind.
Even the members of the Hell Sect's ancient faction had taken on such an attitude.
The onlookers exploded into an uproar instantly.
Some of the more cowardly among them had already begun to flee the area, and large groups started to withdraw altogether.
They realized that the Hell Sect was a wicked heretical path after all, and now that their true face had been exposed, they might well be silenced by mass killing. Better to leave quickly.
But there were also the shrewd ones who realized that the speaker was on Chu Feng's side.
Since he could break through that barrier, he was certainly a formidable existence.
Perhaps he feared nothing from the Hell Sect.
So they chose to stay and continue bearing witness.
"I've always heard that Chu Feng dealt with the Seven Realms Holy Temple on his own strength. Turns out those rumors were all false — he's had someone backing him all along?"
"Old man who slandered me, are you Chu Feng's Master?"
"You claim I refined living people, but this is clearly just a secret technique. Because the technique is powerful, it merely appears realistic."
"The reason I deliberately used the barrier's power to cover the arena was precisely because I knew that those who came to spectrate here included not only knowledgeable seniors, but also young children."
"My method, though only a secret technique, does look somewhat horrifying in form. I covered the arena because I didn't want to frighten those young children."
"As for Wang Qiang — that was nothing more than a bitter ruse staged between the brothers themselves. It has absolutely nothing to do with me."
"You hang the enormous label of 'wicked heretical path' on me just to wash away the humiliation of defeat for Chu Feng, who has already lost?"
Baili Zilin remained remarkably composed — even with his true nature exposed, he stayed stubbornly defiant, and even turned the accusation back on his accusers.
Most of those present were not fools.
They could plainly see that Baili Zilin was an evil man.
Yet the cultivation world never lacked fools, and indeed some actually found Baili Zilin's words rather persuasive.
Perhaps Chu Feng simply couldn't handle losing.
"I do not have the qualification to be young friend Chu Feng's Master, nor am I his backer."
"I merely crossed paths with young friend Chu Feng once. Having admired his talent and character, I naturally could not bear to see a future pillar of the cultivation world destroyed at the hands of a filthy creature like you."
The moment Master Jiudian's voice fell— A teleportation force descended from the heavens, enveloping the entire arena.
Baili Zilin tried to resist, but under the coverage of that teleportation force, he found himself completely immobilized.
He could only watch helplessly as Chu Feng, Wang Qiang, and even the entire Asura army were teleported out of the arena.
Yet in the very next instant, the Hell Sect's powerhouses surged into action, forming a new barrier outside the arena.
They trapped Chu Feng, who had just left the arena, within it.
Seeing this, Master Jiudian's voice rang out once more.
"You all see it now — this is the Hell Sect, the most shameless wicked heretical path in the cultivation world. There is nothing left to say to them."
At the same time, a second teleportation force descended from the heavens, sweeping toward Chu Feng and the others.
It was once again the power of a formation released by Master Jiudian.
He had not simply spirited Chu Feng away from the start — that was entirely deliberate.
Deliberately waiting for the Hell Sect to intervene.
This would only serve to further highlight the Hell Sect's treachery and broken promises, rendering Baili Zilin's excuses utterly hollow.
Boom—