In an instant, lightning erupted.
The phantom silhouettes of four colossal lightning beasts materialized before them. But these four lightning beasts were not mere sky-covering presences — they eclipsed the vast starry expanse itself.
Before these four lightning beasts, even the nineteen enormous figures shrank to the size of ants.
However, the phantoms of the four lightning beasts flickered and vanished in a blink. In fact, aside from those nineteen towering figures, no one else had even been able to perceive them.
Just then, countless bolts of lightning — sharp as divine blades — pierced outward from within the world of thunder and fire.
They originated from Chu Feng!!!
Inside the world, innumerable arcs of lightning erupted from every inch of Chu Feng's body, fused with his frame, and shot into the heavens.
Though the might of that lightning was extraordinarily fearsome, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace — gazing at the colossal heavenly sword that had already pierced the sky, its full form too vast to comprehend — felt not the slightest trace of fear.
"Chu Feng, cease your futile resistance."
"Berserk bloodline is still just berserk bloodline. Even if you stake your life, your cultivation is limited, and the power you can unleash will always be limited."
"And now, I have already called upon the strength of our Sacred Palace's ancestors."
"You have — zero chance of victory."
But the instant her words fell — Chu Feng swept his great sleeve.
BOOM— Not only did the dark clouds and lightning that blanketed the sky dissolve, but even the thunder-and-fire miasma that had sealed the world dissipated entirely.
In that moment, those outside could see into the world within — and those within the world could see out.
The nineteen enormous phantom figures were now clearly visible, like nineteen true gods surrounding the world.
Absolutely shattering!!!
These were the nineteen ancestral powers the Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace had summoned at the cost of her own life.
Yet not a single person from the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace could muster a smile.
Because before their very eyes, every one of the nineteen ancestral powers had been pierced clean through by nine-colored lightning.
That lightning was tyrannical beyond measure — it forced expressions of agony onto all nineteen ancestral phantoms, their bodies riddled with cracks.
And that nine-colored lightning was connected directly to Chu Feng. It was the nine-colored lightning released from his minuscule frame.
"Ancestral powers?"
Chu Feng let out a cold laugh, then a razor-sharp glint flashed through his eyes. The lightning spiraled outward from him as its center, sweeping across everything.
The nineteen ancestral powers were cleaved apart on the spot, reduced to surging torrents of energy that drifted and dispersed around the world of thunder and fire.
"Oh heavens — it's Chu Feng! It's Chu Feng! It's Chu Feng!!!!"
Someone employing an observation technique had traced the lightning to its source, witnessing with their own eyes how Chu Feng — wielding his heaven-defying nine-colored lightning — had sliced apart those terrifying nineteen colossal figures.
"Chu Feng, to think you could be this powerful…"
Not only the onlookers — once the thunder-and-fire seal around the world had faded, Ye Xiancheng's side had also employed their own methods to observe the situation within.
Without exception, every single one of them felt their scalps go numb, their very souls threatening to tear apart.
That was power that transcended all their comprehension — yet it came from a junior who had originally been at the True God realm!!!
THUD— Within the world, a figure dropped to her knees in midair. It was Tian Jian Can.
Her face was filled with utter despair.
Those had been nineteen ancestral powers, summoned by their Palace Master at the cost of her life.
They should have been invincible in this world of martial cultivation — yet they had been defeated by that lone figure in the distance.
Chu Feng!!!
What manner of power did he now possess?
Even those nineteen ancestral powers stood no chance before him. It was not simply a matter of being outmatched — they could not even fight back.
But just then, Tian Jian Can felt someone seize her, and in the next instant she appeared before the Thunderfire Sword.
It was the Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace's remnant soul.
"Pull it out," the Palace Master said.
Though Tian Jian Can did not understand, she drew the Thunderfire Sword nonetheless.
In the next moment, the Palace Master formed a series of hand seals. Immediately, powerful forces surged forth from within the bodies of Tian Jian Can and every other member of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace.
It was the power of teleportation!!!
In a single instant, the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace — its ranks of densely packed figures standing in the void — vanished without a trace.