"Chu Feng, does Yu'er know about Xiahou Jue's abilities?"
The head of the Martial Artist Trading Company looked toward Chu Feng.
"She does."
Chu Feng replied.
He had previously encountered Xiahou Jue in the Ancient Tomb.
It was at that time that he had witnessed Xiahou Jue's strength.
Little Yu'er knew about all of these things.
"Knowing that Xiahou Jue can reach the Fifth Level God realm, yet still acting like this..."
"Could it be?"
The head of the Martial Artist Trading Company's eyes suddenly lit up.
Looking at the supremely confident Little Yu'er, she formed an incredible guess.
"If it's Yu'er, I'm not surprised."
Chu Feng said with a smile, his eyes filled with anticipation as well.
Since Little Yu'er knew that Xiahou Jue could raise his cultivation to the Fifth Level God realm, yet had held back her full strength the entire time, there could only be one possibility.
Little Yu'er did not fear the Fifth Level God realm.
"Heh heh..."
Looking at his severed arm, Xiahou Jue suddenly laughed, though his smile was complicated.
Little Yu'er's attack moments ago had been far too swift for him to react at all.
And since Little Yu'er could sever his arm, she could just as easily take his life.
Yet Little Yu'er had not done so.
Did she look down on him?
Or did she possess absolute confidence?
"Young one, you have truly opened this commander's eyes."
"Very well."
As he spoke, a teleportation talisman suddenly appeared between Xiahou Jue's fingers.
But then, with a surge of martial force from his palm, he burned the teleportation talisman to ashes.
Seeing this, both the Mad Woman and the head of the Martial Artist Trading Company's expressions shifted.
They couldn't understand Xiahou Jue's actions.
"Interesting."
Chu Feng smiled faintly.
He could naturally tell that the talisman was genuine and contained considerable teleportation power.
It was a life-saving measure.
Xiahou Jue could have escaped using that teleportation talisman, but he had given up that chance.
"Today, I, Xiahou Jue, shall wager my own life."
"To see just how far the top juniors of this era have truly reached."
"If I, Xiahou Jue, fall at your hands, then at least before dying, my eyes will have been opened."
"If you are killed by me, don't blame me for not cherishing the younger generation of the cultivation world."
"After all... both you and Chu Feng stand on the opposite side of my Prison Sect."
At this point, Xiahou Jue even cast a deliberate glance at Chu Feng.
It was clearly a fight to the death.
Yet at this moment, he seemed to harbor some admiration for Little Yu'er.
Not just for Little Yu'er, but for Chu Feng as well.
This gave Chu Feng a different view of Xiahou Jue.
This man didn't seem to fear death.
Instead, he possessed the bold spirit of a true cultivator.
The current Xiahou Jue truly displayed the bearing of a powerhouse.
"So much nonsense?"
Little Yu'er said coldly.
"Heh..."
Another smile appeared on Xiahou Jue's face, and then a massive crimson phantom shot into the sky.
It was a terrifying infant-like figure that continued to expand.
In an instant, it covered the entire sky.
And it was still spreading.
As if it intended to devour the entire world.
It was the Prison Infant!!!
But soon, the Prison Infant began to transform, shifting from an infant into an adult form, blood-red armor manifesting upon its body, like a war god from the depths of hell.
"This... is the Prison Sect's method?"
At this moment, both the head of the Martial Artist Trading Company and the Mad Woman showed traces of terror in their eyes.
Though they had long known that Xiahou Jue could raise his cultivation to the Fifth Level God realm...