The blood-red gas was extremely violent, containing countless thorns within it. If struck by this red gas, one would be pierced countless times, dying in a tattered, fragmented state.
"Whoosh." Facing such a terrifying attack, even Murong Yu's expression changed slightly, a look of wariness flashing in his eyes. He actually leaped backward, dodging and breaking free from their previous clash. At the same time, he withdrew the oppressive aura he had been projecting onto the four prodigies.
"Murong Yu was forced back? So domineering, yet he was forced back by Jie Qingming!"
"Incredible! They all say Jie Qingming is the number one talent of the young generation on the Nine Provinces Continent, and today we see it's true."
Jie Qingming's intervention shocked everyone. Both at the first level of Heaven Martial, both wielding strange weapons, yet Jie Qingming could make Murong Yu wary. This showed his strength was indeed a step above Murong Yu's.
After Murong Yu retreated, Jie Qingming didn't press the attack. Instead, he withdrew the blood-red gas and helped the four people on the ground up one by one, asking politely, "Brothers, are you alright?"
"We're fine, thanks for your help, Brother Qingming. That Murong Yu is a real piece of work. Relying on his strange weapon, he acts without restraint. If he didn't have it, I'd beat him so hard he'd piss and shit himself."
"Ah, but it's a pity. You don't have a strange weapon, I don't either. Only Brother Qingming can make him wary."
The four top prodigies were full of gratitude toward Jie Qingming. As they spoke, they cast venomous glances toward Murong Yu, because this time, they had truly been made to lose all face by him.
"Hmph." Murong Yu let out a cold snort. Indeed, he didn't attack again. Instead, he slung his Divine Wood Sword behind his back and said, "Jie Qingming, your control over a strange weapon is indeed superior to mine. But that's only because you entered the Heaven Martial realm before I did."
"In a short while, I will have complete control over my Divine Wood Sword. Then, I will have a showdown with you."
"I'll be waiting anytime," Jie Qingming replied, showing no fear, displaying a unique domineering air, as if he were the king of the younger generation, fearless and unstoppable.
This display by Jie Qingming charmed the beautiful women present, leaving them spellbound. Even the elders from various sides praised him repeatedly.
"Brother Qingming, that kid is Chu Feng. He's the one who heavily injured Jie Bufan!" Just then, a member of the Jie clan ran up to Jie Qingming and pointed his finger at Chu Feng in the crowd.
"Oh? Brother Qingming, isn't Jie Bufan your younger brother? That kid actually injured your brother?"
"He's truly courting death! Let me help you teach him a lesson."
Hearing this, before Jie Qingming could say anything, Tang Yixiu, Song Qingfeng, Bai Yunfei, and Liu Xiaoyao—the four Jie Qingming had just saved—each turned their hostile gazes toward Chu Feng.
"Thank you all for your good intentions, but this is a family matter of my Jie Qingming. I want to handle it personally." Jie Qingming first gave the four a faint smile, then turned his gaze toward Chu Feng.
At that moment, Chu Feng felt two invisible blades pierce through his body, aiming straight for his heart, nearly making him lose sensation and collapse to his knees.
"Step." Fortunately, Chu Feng's Mental Power was formidable, and within his blood, the Divine Thunder churned. This allowed him to withstand the invisible pressure. He only took a step back, but in that instant, Chu Feng's face had turned pale, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he even panted heavily, as if he had just fought a fierce battle.
"Chu Feng, are you alright?" Seeing this, Gu Bo hurriedly supported Chu Feng, his eyes filled with worry. As a fellow Spirit World Master, he could sense that Jie Qingming's look had employed an extremely strong oppressive force.
"I'm fine." Chu Feng shook his head, thinking to himself: *This Jie Qingming is too powerful. That look just now seemed to see through everything about me, nearly shattering my Mental Power. Is this the strength of a blue-robed Spirit World Master?* "The third level of Xuan Martial, you do have some ability. But based on this alone, you dared to heavily injure my brother? You really are audacious!" Jie Qingming snorted coldly. Just now, he had actually seen through Chu Feng's true cultivation level.
"What? Third level of Xuan Martial? Brother Chu Feng, you... you've actually entered the Xuan Martial realm?" Hearing this, Gu Bo was also greatly shocked.
"Mm." In response to Gu Bo's inquiry, Chu Feng gave a tacit nod.
"Heavens! You've actually reached the third level of Xuan Martial?!!" After Chu Feng confirmed it, Gu Bo's mouth opened even wider, staring at Chu Feng in disbelief, feeling it was so unreal.
After all, a year ago, Chu Feng was still at the first level of Yuan Martial. Catching up to his cultivation level in one year was already considered the feat of a peerless genius. But now, to have entered the third level of Xuan Martial, leaving him far behind, was completely beyond his expectations.
"The third level of Xuan Martial? That brat!"
"At his age, he's entered the third level of Xuan Martial? Seems he's also a remarkable genius."
"He is a genius, but he seems to have injured Jie Qingming's brother and offended Jie Qingming. In that case, no matter how much of a genius he is, I'm afraid no one can save him."
"Exactly, Jie Qingming is the number one of the younger generation, the top talent of the Nine Provinces Continent now. That youth dares to offend Jie Qingming? He's truly seeking death!"
"Sigh, geniuses are always arrogant and conceited. But this arrogance and conceit often leads them to a dead end. This brat is a prime example."
Meanwhile, Chu Feng had already attracted everyone's attention. Seeing Chu Feng, a youth, actually possessing the cultivation of the third level of Xuan Martial, almost everyone thought Chu Feng was a genius.
But many also felt that since Chu Feng had offended Jie Qingming, he was bound to die in the future. Therefore, most people watched with eager anticipation, waiting to see how Jie Qingming would teach Chu Feng a lesson.
"Chu Feng, you injured my brother, causing him to fail the examination of the Infinite Palace and preventing him from participating in this marriage conference. How vicious you are! Is everyone from Qingzhou like you, lacking proper upbringing, finding pleasure in destroying others' futures?"
Jie Qingming walked up to Chu Feng and, with a voice like thunder, interrogated him. The piercing sound made Chu Feng's ears ring, and layers of invisible sound waves attacked his body.
However, within Jie Qingming's words, he also mocked another person from Qingzhou, and that was Zhang Tianyi. It was evident that Jie Qingming was also very dissatisfied with Zhang Tianyi.
"Jie Qingming, stop twisting the facts! It was Jie Bufan and the others who besieged Chu Feng inside the Infinite Palace, intending to harm him. It was only in self-defense that Chu Feng injured Jie Bufan."
"If you want to blame someone, blame your Jie clan members for overestimating themselves. Over twenty experts at the Xuan Martial realm were knocked down in a single strike by Chu Feng, who was only at the ninth level of Yuan Martial."
"What? Now that none of the younger generation in your Jie clan can do anything to Chu Feng, you have to step in personally, right?" Just then, Gu Bo stepped in front of Chu Feng and sharply rebuked Jie Qingming.