"No! Murong Xun actually retreated on purpose — he was secretly preparing a Forbidden-tier Martial Art!!!"
The moment they witnessed this, nearly everyone from the Remnant Night Demon Sect's expression changed drastically, breaking into cold sweats one after another. At such close range, the power of a Forbidden-tier Martial Art was absolutely terrifying, and Chu Feng had practically no way to dodge.
"Beautiful!!!" In contrast to the Remnant Night Demon Sect, the members of the Immortal Execution Archipelago, along with the two protectors of the Blazing Divine Bird Clan, were delighted, all thinking Murong Xun's counterattack was brilliantly executed.
"White Tiger Slaying Art!"
But who would have thought — just as everyone believed Chu Feng was doomed, he suddenly let out a thunderous shout, and at the same time thrust his palm forward. A piercing tiger roar rang out through the air.
A white tiger claw burst forth from Chu Feng's hand, carrying overwhelmingly terrifying force, and collided head-on with Murong Xun's Forbidden-tier Phantom Sword Technique.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM~~~~~~~~~~~"
The two terrifying attacks intertwined, instantly erupting into violent energy ripples that swept through heaven and earth, swallowing both combatants in an instant.
At that moment, whether it was the people of the Immortal Execution Archipelago or the Remnant Night Demon Sect, every brow was tightly furrowed, their nerves stretched to the breaking point.
Those energy ripples were simply too terrifying. Chu Feng and Murong Xun were right at the epicenter — the force they had to endure was unimaginable.
Although both the Phantom Sword Technique and the White Tiger Slaying Art were greatly diminished after transforming into ripples, the power was still far beyond what any ordinary person could withstand.
"Whoosh!" And right at that moment, a figure suddenly shot out from within the ripples and landed on one of the Immortal Execution Archipelago's warships. It was Murong Xun.
But the current Murong Xun was not only disheveled — he was drenched in blood, gravely wounded. His hand, which had been tightly gripping the half-finished king weapon, was now nothing but bare white bone, all the flesh blasted away. The sight was truly horrifying.
"Hummm."
Just after Murong Xun escaped from the ripples, the terrifying energy began to dissipate. At that moment, everyone could see that where Chu Feng had been standing, a jade-green shield had appeared, and Chu Feng himself stood within it — not only were his clothes perfectly intact, but he hadn't sustained a single scratch.
"Heavens! They were both caught in those ripples. Murong Xun is covered in blood and gore, yet Chu Feng is completely unharmed — how is this possible?!"
After witnessing Murong Xun's miserable state and then seeing Chu Feng standing there with his clothes in perfect order, everyone was stunned, unable to fathom the reason.
"Murong Xun, you think yourself cunning, but you had no idea that the entire process of you preparing your Forbidden-tier Martial Art was laid bare before my eyes. Long before you made your move, I had already devised a countermeasure."
"My White Tiger Slaying Art, though a secret technique, has not yet reached perfection, and there was always some gap compared to your Phantom Sword Technique. I didn't use it to match your Forbidden-tier Martial Art head-on — I used it specifically to scatter your Phantom Sword Technique so that both my supreme secret technique and your forbidden martial art would dissolve into ripples."
"The instant those ripples erupted, I had already cast my Xuanwu Shield Art. That's why, no matter how violent those ripples became, they couldn't so much as scratch me."
"But you were different. You never anticipated that I would strike at the exact same moment as you and succeed in scattering your Phantom Sword Technique into ripples."
"That is why, while those ripples raged, you had no time to react, no time to set up any defenses. You could only endure the full force of the ripples formed by your own Phantom Sword Technique and my White Tiger Slaying Art."
"You wanted to play games with me — so I'll show you what real schemes look like."
"So tell me, Murong Xun — how does it feel to be wounded by the ripples of your own martial art?" With a smile on his face, Chu Feng recounted every detail of what had just transpired, explaining it all to Murong Xun and every person present.
And this act on Chu Feng's part was, without question, a resounding slap to Murong Xun's face in front of everyone — a clear declaration that Murong Xun's earlier scheme had been nothing but self-delusion, and that everything he had orchestrated had been seen through by Chu Feng from the very beginning.