"And if I refuse?" Chantai Xue replied calmly, her words dripping with contempt.
"If you refuse, I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead." The crazed hundred years' expression suddenly turned cold as he flipped his palm, sending hundreds of talismans flying outward.
Once released, the runes inscribed upon those talismans began to squirm and shift. In the end, every single talisman blazed with light, transforming into hundreds of skeleton monsters.
Each skeleton wielded dual blades, bore talismans pasted to its forehead, and radiated an aura far more powerful than the crazed hundred years' own. They were Second-rank Martial King-level skeleton monsters — hundreds of them.
"Heavens, this…!" Zhan Jiuxiao couldn't help but gasp at the sight.
The crazed hundred years was only a First-rank Martial King, yet with a mere casual gesture he had summoned such a vast horde of Second-rank Martial King-level monsters. One had to admit, this kind of ability was truly staggering.
"As expected, their combat strength is extraordinary — nearly all of them are no weaker than me, and the techniques they command are far beyond what anyone from the Eastern Sea can boast."
"It seems that Youming Deng was right not to tangle with them that day." In that moment, Chu Feng couldn't help but recall the scene on the Gale Plains.
Youming Deng, a honored guardian of the Remnant Night Demon Clan and a Fourth-rank Martial King, had been driven off by just a First-rank and a Second-rank Martial King from the Cursed Earth Gate.
You Tonghan and the others had been quite puzzled by that, but now it was clear — Youming Deng must have sensed something was off that day, which was why he chose not to fight.
Looking at it now, Youming Deng's decision had indeed been correct. Because these people from the Martial God Continent, the so-called Cursed Earth Gate — despite their youth — wielded techniques so formidable that they were hard to accept. Any single one of them could put the Eastern Sea's most elite powerhouses to shame.
The Martial God Continent truly lived up to its reputation.
"But how will she deal with them?" Yet even amid his astonishment, Chu Feng shifted his gaze toward Chantai Xue, who remained entirely unruffled.
Chantai Xue's cultivation was far weaker than the crazed hundred years'. After all, even at his weakest he was still a First-rank Martial King, whereas Chantai Xue was still only at the Martial Lord realm.
But Chu Feng had witnessed this girl's strength. He knew she must possess unknown trump cards, and he had even suspected she might hail from the Martial God Continent.
After their exchange just now, Chu Feng was even more certain — this mysterious and powerful woman was definitely no native of the Eastern Sea. She had to be someone from the Martial God Continent.
So Chu Feng understood well that this was no simple clash between two geniuses. This was a showdown between two monstrous prodigies from the Martial God Continent.
"ROAR~~~~~~~~" Right then, the hundreds of skeleton monsters conjured by the crazed hundred years suddenly let out a piercing, terrifying roar.
In the next instant, all those figures lunged forward like reversed shooting stars, brandishing their dual blades, carrying horrifying auras as they hurtled toward Chantai Xue.
"Who dares touch my master?!" But at that very moment, the Third-rank Martial King Spirit surged forth once more.
She blazed like light, plunging straight into the army of skeleton monsters. The twin forks in her hands were like indestructible blades, and she moved like a valiant, undefeated female general.
Wherever her forks swept, skeleton monsters shattered to dust. Using nothing but her own power, this Third-rank Martial King Spirit reduced every last skeleton the crazed hundred years had conjured to rubble in a single instant.
"Spirit-Sealing Talismans." Watching his technique get dismantled, the crazed hundred years furrowed his brow slightly. He raised his arm, and another talisman shot out. This talisman was peculiar — it moved at extraordinary speed, then abruptly vanished into thin air.
*Whoosh!* Spotting this, the Spirit's eyes flashed and she dodged to the side. Sure enough, the very moment she moved, the vanished talisman reappeared exactly where she had been standing and detonated in an instant.