I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 588: Chu Feng: Senior, Your Great Dao Is Nothing Special
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Chapter 588: Chu Feng: Senior, Your Great Dao Is Nothing Special
The interior of the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm was a picture of desolation. A limitless wasteland stretched out as far as the eye could perceive.
No signs of life existed here, nor were there any living beings to be found.
Upon entering the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm, Chu Feng attempted to sweep the area within ten thousand li using his spiritual sense. However, his perception sank instantly like a pebble tossed into the vast ocean, failing to locate the boundaries of this hidden realm.
Nevertheless, he felt certain that a specific power of rules governed this space.
It functioned as a world entirely distinct from the Xuantian Continent where he originated.
As Chu Feng pondered, the Cultivation experts from the prominent Holy Lands began their entrance into the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm in succession.
Establishing a base was the immediate priority for every faction. In addition to the Ten Great Holy Lands, representatives from Nine Cauldrons City and various Great Saints also manifested within the realm.
After an hour had passed, all the powers had concluded their camp preparations.
Nine Saints stood suspended in the air. Observing this, Chu Feng took a step toward the heavens as well. Despite his status as a junior, he was currently the representative of the Wendao Academy, and he refused to let the Academy lose face.
The Slash God Great Saint of the Divine Sword Holy Land initiated the conversation: "Fellow Daoists, a century has passed, yet your grace remains unchanged."
The Blood Sea Great Saint of the Blood God Cult gave a cold snort: "Old Man Slash God, I didn't come here to trade memories with you. Put away these polite literary displays; they don't suit a sword cultivator like you at all."
The Tongyou Great Saint of the Nine Nether Holy Land agreed: "Well said. Let us stick to the established traditions. The victor shall determine the regulations for this Grand Competition."
Chu Feng’s eyes brightened immediately upon hearing those words. He had assumed he was merely attending for the sake of appearances, but he hadn't anticipated the chance to trade blows with actual Saints.
That old rogue, the Dean, hadn't mentioned this beforehand. However, it was a welcome surprise; he could now witness the techniques of these renowned Saints for himself.
Stroking his beard, the Slash God Great Saint remarked: "Fellow Daoists, you two are as impatient as ever. It is a shame Old Man Kong is absent. Otherwise, you might have had the chance to avenge the humiliation you suffered a hundred years ago."
The expressions of the Tongyou and Blood Sea Great Saints darkened instantly at the mention of that history.
The Tongyou Great Saint locked his gaze onto Chu Feng: "Brat, has Old Man Kong’s injury from a century ago failed to heal? Is that why he sent a child like you to receive a beating in his place?"
Instead of taking offense, Chu Feng lightly waved his feather fan and replied with a grin:
"Mr. Kong remarked that sparring with defeated subordinates like you is far too tedious. He sent me to see if you two Seniors have managed any progress at all."
In his previous life, he had been the King of Verbal Battles. When it came to sarcasm and verbal sparring, he was second to none across two lifetimes.
"What an insolent junior."
The Blood Sea Great Saint spoke with a forced, mocking smile: "I wonder if your Great Dao Truth is as resilient as your mouth?"
Chu Feng shrugged his shoulders: "Why doesn't Senior try it and find out?"
Arrogant!
A single word echoed in the minds of all the cultivators present as they evaluated Chu Feng: Arrogant.
Spectators like Great Sage Jiuding watched the unfolding drama, whispering among themselves.
"This Saint Qiankun truly matches the rumors."
"True, but he has overlooked one thing. The Saints of the Holy Lands are far superior to the Saint Corpses and Saint Souls he managed to defeat previously."
"..."
"Very well, boy. This Saint shall see exactly what you are capable of."
The Blood Sea Great Saint spoke with a stern tone.
Before Chu Feng could respond, the Tongyou Great Saint intervened: "Blood Sea, allow me to teach this brat some manners. You stay back and observe for now."
The other Saints maintained an air of indifference, yet their spiritual senses remained firmly fixed on Chu Feng.
In their eyes, while Chu Feng held the rank of Saint, he lacked the standing to join them in setting rules unless he could prove himself by defeating one of these two.
Chu Feng chuckled and said: "Two Seniors, why don't you both just come at me together?"
"Hmph!"
Both Saints let out cold snorts simultaneously.
They exchanged a look before the Blood Sea Great Saint conceded: "Tongyou, I will grant you this turn. However, when it comes to setting the competition rules, you must side with me."
"Agreed," the Tongyou Great Saint replied, taking a half-step forward.
With that single movement, the atmosphere between heaven and earth shifted violently. The sky, which had been clear and bright, suddenly plunged into deep gloom.
A thick energy of death blanketed the barren earth. Within a heartbeat, the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm had been transformed into the Nine Nether Hell.
The Tongyou Great Saint, who previously appeared to be nothing more than a stooped old man, was now bathed in an immortal glow. He stood like the sovereign Lord of the Netherworld.
It felt as though a single command from him would cause every ghost in the Nine Nethers to submit to his will.
Chu Feng observed the transformation without a hint of concern. He remarked casually: "So, Senior pursues the Netherworld Great Dao. However, it seems your path is not quite smooth. This Nine Nether Hell is nothing but an impressive facade!"
The Tongyou Great Saint replied with scorn: "Brat, cease your empty boasting. Are you suggesting you grasp the Netherworld Great Dao better than I do?"
Chu Feng smiled: "I do happen to know a bit regarding the Netherworld Great Dao. Why don't I, your junior, demonstrate the true version for you?"
The Tongyou Great Saint’s expression darkened. Killing intent flickered in his eyes as he spoke coldly: "Fine. Today, I shall witness your version of the Netherworld Great Dao. Show me."
"As you wish."
Before his voice had even faded, two beams of immortal light erupted from Chu Feng, revolving around him as his aura surged forth.
He made a casual grasping motion with his hand. Instantly, the heavens seemed to buckle and the ground split asunder.
A colossal arm made of bone surged out from the earth—a literal hand of death.
The mere appearance of this hand caused the hearts of every Saint present to tremble, as if they were facing their own end.
The skeletal hand reached up through the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm. The Nine Nether Hell that Tongyou had manifested shattered instantly. In its place, the Avici Hell emerged.
If the Tongyou Great Saint’s manifestation made people feel as if they were in a tomb, then the Avici Hell Chu Feng summoned was a realm of pure, unadulterated despair.
This hell possessed a rigid hierarchy, consisting of eighteen distinct levels of torment.
Every level was so terrifying that it made the souls of onlookers split and their scalps turn numb.
That massive bone hand reached out from the deepest reaches of those eighteen levels. To be seized by it meant being cast into the depths forever, denied any hope of rebirth.
Every person present stared at the hand, praying silently that they were not its target.
Under the collective gaze of the crowd, the hand moved toward the Tongyou Great Saint. Its movement was not particularly fast, yet it felt impossible to evade, as if no place in heaven or earth could hide from its reach.
"No!"
The Tongyou Great Saint cried out instinctively as he stared at the skeletal claw.
"I refuse to go to hell!"
Just then, the hand halted in mid-air. Chu Feng’s relaxed voice drifted through the silence.
"Senior, I am curious to know your thoughts on my Netherworld Great Dao?"
His words snapped the audience out of their shock and back to reality.
Everyone looked toward the source of the voice. When their eyes landed on the speaker, they were frozen in place...