Chu Feng Takes Action! The Might of Foundation Establishment! Surpassing the Grandmaster Realm!?

On the Training Ground.

As his voice fell.

Under everyone's gaze, a dense rosy glow surged from Chu Feng's body. His dark robes billowed and crackled violently in the wind.

That wild, invisible spiritual energy condensed into a mighty river within the range of sight unseen, crashing into the giant palm of black aura.

In the blink of an eye, the giant palm shattered with a thunderous boom, unable to put up the slightest resistance. It transformed into specks of light and dissipated from the world.

Mo Wanli's expression was one of utter shock. His eyes widened as though he had witnessed something utterly inconceivable.

His stiff face carried a trace of gloom as he muttered to himself:

"This Seat is a late-stage Grandmaster expert."

"Even without transforming it into a technique, merely condensing internal energy is more than enough to give an early-stage Grandmaster martial artist a hard time."

His murky old eyes remained fixed on Chu Feng, filled with shadows.

Yet this young man had not even moved a hand.

Just the pressure of his aura had directly smashed it apart?

What kind of terrifying power was this?

However, Chu Feng did not stop walking because of Mo Wanli's gaze.

As he walked, his expression remained indifferent, while his robes shook ever more violently.

With every step he took, the aura gradually revealed from his body became even more horrifying!

When he stopped and raised his eyes to sweep across everyone.

Boom!

The spiritual energy in his body surged forth without the slightest reservation.

Everyone looked around in terror.

The world, which had been calm moments ago, was now filled with flying sand and rolling stones, while waves of wind howled through the air.

Giant tornadoes danced wildly behind the young man, wreaking havoc as though they could destroy heaven and earth!

A ghostly light flickered in Chu Feng's eyes. With a single sweep of his gaze, he seemed like a god descended into the world, lofty and supreme as he looked down upon all living beings.

The aura radiating from his Foundation Establishment cultivation was like an abyss from heaven, surging outward like boiling water and covering the sky and earth as it swept across every inch of land.

Pfft! Pfft!

With no ability to resist whatsoever.

From the Training Ground to the Small Immortal Terrace, from the Small Immortal Terrace to the corridors, and then across the mountains and wilderness.

Under the pressure of this aura, they all fell one after another, kneeling on the ground.

One by one, their terrified gazes as they knelt fell back onto Chu Feng.

At this moment, only one unbelievable thought remained in everyone's hearts.

There was actually someone in this world who could be powerful to such an extent.

Once his aura was released, no one across the mountains and wilderness dared disobey. Everyone bowed their heads and knelt—isn't that the kind of thing not even a storybook would dare write?

Chu Feng's bright eyes cast a glance at the Five Grandmasters standing before him.

"Having seen this immortal arrive, why do you not kneel?"

Those brief eight words fell.

Under the gaze of Chu Feng's eyes.

The five Grandmasters' faces all turned somewhat pale. Sweat emerged on their foreheads, and their lips trembled violently, drained of every trace of color. Yet they did not dare answer a single word. Their chests heaved more heavily, and even breathing had become difficult.

Mo Wanli was suddenly startled. His pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints, and he was utterly shaken.

Even a Grand Grandmaster had never given him such terrifying pressure.

This young man before him was more frightening than any Grand Grandmaster he had ever seen!

To the side, Wu Shan knelt on the ground, staring at the Five Grandmasters standing before Chu Feng like chicks, not daring to move a muscle.

Suddenly, his eyes widened once more. The words the young man had spoken to Xiao Huohuo surfaced in his mind.

"A Grand Grandmaster isn't even qualified to hold my master's shoes."

"Over the endless years, This Seat has already reached the end of cultivation."

"It cannot be described by any realm."

Those calm words echoed in his mind, yet they struck Wu Shan's heart like a thunderbolt.

His gaze clung tightly to Chu Feng. Even his breathing became disordered as he thought in astonishment:

"Could it be that everything Xiao Huohuo said to this master of his before was true?"

"Could this master of Xiao Huohuo really have surpassed the Grand Grandmaster realm?"

"Even his realm cannot be described?"

For a moment, Wu Shan's mind went blank.

What kind of terrifying existence was this?

A supreme expert so powerful that even storybooks dared not write of him actually existed—and had appeared right before them?

Wu Shan could feel his heart pounding and trembling violently.

In that instant, a hint of joy surfaced on his face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Black Underworld Sect members throughout the Misty Sect and murmured:

"Perhaps only this expert can resolve the crisis we face!"

Once this thought appeared, Wu Shan no longer hesitated. Gritting his teeth, he kowtowed toward Chu Feng and said:

"Senior, this junior failed to receive you properly before. I hope Senior will forgive me."

"This junior humbly begs Senior to help the Misty Sect overcome this calamity."

"Rid Great Zhao of one of its greatest scourges!"

"Everyone in the Misty Sect will be eternally grateful!"

Wu Shan's voice fell.

The people around him, who had been prostrated under the pressure, also came back to their senses in shock and began kowtowing one after another.

Their voices echoed like a flood across nearly every inch of land throughout the Main Hall of the Misty Sect:

"We beg Senior to help the Misty Sect overcome this calamity! Everyone in the Misty Sect will be eternally grateful!"

Xu Ling'er struggled to raise her head. As she looked at Chu Feng's figure, her expression was dazed, as though she had been placed within a great dream.

Who could have imagined that the youth she had once looked down on had actually taken a hermit expert capable of making half of Cangzhou's martial arts upper echelon beg and kowtow as his master?

Her clear eyes glanced at Xiao Huohuo from the corner of her vision, and she could not help thinking:

"Xiao Huohuo, is this the reason you rose to prominence?"

"A hermit expert, an existence others would regard as nothing more than child's play—and you truly managed to find one."

Mo Wanli glanced left and right. His throat rolled like a wheel as he struggled to swallow a mouthful of saliva. Gritting his teeth, he said:

"Senior!"

"There is also a Grand Grandmaster within the Black Underworld Sect."

"If Senior leaves now, we will certainly forget everything and no longer pursue this matter."

"But if—if Senior attacks us..."

As he spoke, Mo Wanli's voice grew softer, as though he lacked confidence. He continued:

"The Grand Grandmaster of our Divine Sect will never let this matter rest with Senior!"

Hearing this, a flicker passed through Chu Feng's eyes. Looking at the old man covered in sweat, he said indifferently:

"Has This Seat ever needed to worry about others when acting throughout his life?"

"A Grand Grandmaster is merely an insignificant ant."

As his words fell, the spiritual energy beside Chu Feng twisted violently the instant his eyes sharpened. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a world-shaking tidal wave.

The crimson-gleaming flood surged forth like water from the Milky Way, sweeping forward with irresistible force.

Such a terrifying torrent crashed into Mo Wanli's body.

With no ability to resist whatsoever.

The black-robed old man was suddenly sent flying. He traced a parabola through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.

When Mo Wanli hit the ground, his body trembled violently.

A mouthful of scarlet blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.