Chu Feng: No More Pretending, I'll Lay My Cards on the Table

"Careful!"

"No!"

"..."

When the elders of the Dao-Seeking Academy saw Chu Feng actually walk into the sword formation of the Great Sage Diwu, they subconsciously tried to dissuade him, but it was too late.

The surrounding audience was stunned by what they saw, and some of the younger generation couldn't help but mutter to themselves, "Master, is that Chu Feng out of his mind?"

The expert said, "It looks like it to me."

Diwu Qingyun never expected that this kid would dare to so brazenly walk into his sword formation. Did he want him to die even faster?

Just then, Chu Feng's aura erupted like a volcanic eruption.

A powerful pressure instantly spread outwards, directly dispelling all the aura emanating from Diwu Qingyun.

"You..."

Diwu Qingyun felt the oppressive aura emanating from the young man before him, and his expression immediately turned solemn.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "I'm not pretending anymore. I'm coming clean. I'm Half-Saint."

Silence. The surroundings were so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Even the disciples of the Dao-Seeking Academy looked towards their masters and elders, their eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge that made the big shots feel extremely uncomfortable.

The elders first glanced at King Hengjiang, who looked completely bewildered, before their gazes fell upon the smiling Elder Bing.

We knew you two were having an affair.

After a brief moment of shock, Diwu Qingyun sneered, "Very well! Since the Dao-Seeking Academy wants to use a Half-Saint to accompany me in death, I'll grant your wish! Annihilate the Myriad Stars Sword Formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine longswords in the sword formation emitted a holy light. Then, the Sword Qi in the formation transformed into countless starlight beams that fell down. Each starlight beam carried the power to destroy the world, and just looking at it made people tremble with fear.

Chu Feng remained expressionless, slowly moving his body and using Taiji Fist Art.

He held Yin and Yang in his hands and pushed them towards the sky.

Rumble!!!

With a loud bang, the starlight vanished, and the nine longswords on the sword formation trembled violently, almost being blasted off the formation.

He smiled slightly at Diwu Qingyun: "Push harder, I can still manage."

Diwu Qingyun subconsciously took half a step back. He knew he had met a tough opponent today and it was not a good time to stay here.

Thinking of this, he turned and ran without a second thought.

Seeing this, Chu Feng said calmly, "Trying to run away after showing off? No way! Sword, come!!!"

With a loud shout, countless swords within a hundred miles broke free from their sheaths, and even the nine holy swords in the Diwu Qingyun Sword Formation shattered the formation and flew towards Chu Feng.

In an instant, ten thousand swords rang out in the sky, seemingly waiting for Chu Feng to use them.

Chu Feng casually grabbed a sword and swung it at Diwu Qingyun.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!"

Clang!

In an instant, ten thousand swords appeared in the sky, and countless Sword Qi converged into a giant sword that fell towards Diwu Qingyun.

That Sword God strike could kill gods and Buddhas alike.

With a single strike of his sword, none in the world could rival its sharpness.

Diwu Qingyun felt a chill on his back, and when he turned around, a giant sword hundreds of feet long had already fallen.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to escape, but the sword seemed to have locked onto him, and no matter whether he fled to the Nine Netherworlds Hell or hid in the highest heavens, he would be struck by this sword.

"Greed..."

Diwu Qingyun could even utter the word "fate," the sword had already fallen.

To everyone's astonishment, Diwu Qingyun vanished into thin air in an instant, his soul and spirit shattered.

Silence reigned; the surrounding area for miles was deathly still.

Even the demons in the mountains hid in their caves, trembling with fear, and some of the weaker demons even fainted from fright.

"I haven't even used any strength, how come you've already collapsed?"

Chu Feng never expected that this thing would burst like a bubble. He casually reached out and grabbed at the spot where Diwu Qingyun had disappeared, but there was nothing there.

I was careless. I didn't control my strength well on my first attack, and I even destroyed that guy's storage ring. I've suffered a huge loss.

Hearing Chu Feng's mutterings, everyone was momentarily at a loss for words.

Can't this guy be a little more humble?

King Hengjiang said, quite annoyed, "Chief Chu, that sword strike of yours has over a thousand years of cultivation. Who could withstand it?"

Chu Feng smiled upon hearing this, "You really can't blame me for this; he's just too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually waved his hand, and the myriad swords in the sky flew back into the scabbards of the cultivators who had been there before, leaving only nine holy swords floating alone in the air.

The cultivators looked at the swords in their hands and suddenly noticed that the hilts were green.

At this moment, the most distressed people in the entire venue were none other than the group from the Great Evolution Holy Land.

They had come with the Great Sage Diwu to show off their power, but the Great Sage Diwu was easily killed, leaving them momentarily at a loss for what to do.

After a long while, the leader of the Dark Hall spoke up, "Senior... Senior, spare my life!"

Chu Feng then remembered that there were cultivators from the Great Evolution Holy Land present. He glanced at the group casually and said, "I am not the Old Man Diwu. I will not bully the weak. If your Great Evolution Holy Land is not satisfied, feel free to bring Half-Saint to the Dao-Seeking Academy to challenge me one-on-one."

Thank you, senior.

"Your senior is kind and righteous."

"..."

The people of the Great Evolution Holy Land felt as if they had been granted a pardon upon hearing Chu Feng's words, thinking: This senior truly deserves to be a master of the Dao-Seeking Academy. Compared to the Great Sage Diwu, he is far superior.

"Let's go, don't stay here and get in the way."

Chu Feng waved his hand.

"Promise."

The people from the Great Evolution Holy Land then turned and left.

Chu Feng glanced at the nine holy swords beside him and thought to himself: This time it wasn't a complete loss.

He casually put the nine holy swords into his storage bag, and then returned to the camp of the Dao-Seeking Academy.

Cao Youqian was the first to rush forward, shouting loudly, "Master, invincible!"

This loud shout brought the group from the Dao-Seeking Academy back to their senses.

Cultivators all admire the strong, and the students shouted in unison, "Chief Chu is invincible!"

The elders looked on with envy at the sight, but they felt something was off, though they couldn't quite put their finger on it.

Elder Bing looked at the spirited Chu Feng in the crowd and thought to himself: Did he deliberately let me win back then?

Chu Feng patted Cao Youqian on the shoulder. "If only you could cultivate to the same level as good at flattery someday."

Cao Youqian chuckled, "Hehe, Master, didn't I learn all this from you?"

"Um?"

Chu Feng glared at the boy, annoyed, then turned his gaze to Qin Qin: "Qin'er, you won't blame Master for letting the remnants of the Great Evolution Holy Land go, will you?"

Qin Qin shook her head. "This disciple harbors no resentment. Master is telling this disciple that I must cultivate diligently in order to seek revenge against the Great Evolution Holy Land."

"Very good."

Chu Feng was very satisfied with Qin Qin's answer. He turned his head and saw the probing gazes of the elders of the Dao-Seeking Academy.

King Hengjiang slowly spoke, "Alright, the matter has been resolved. Disciples, please go back and rest. Chief Chu, I would like to trouble you and this old man to come here."

"Promise!"

After the disciples responded, they all returned to their respective tents.

Chu Feng then followed King Hengjiang into the main tent.

"Sit."

King Hengjiang gestured for everyone to sit down, and after his disciple served them tea, he tactfully withdrew.

All eyes in the tent turned to Chu Feng. Mountain-Moving Marquis spoke first, asking, "Chief Chu, shouldn't you give us an explanation for what happened today?"