Chapter 6722: Jie Tianran’s Final Hand
Chapter 6722: Jie Tianran’s Final Hand
Chapter 6722: Jie Tianran’s Final Hand
“You... concealed your cultivation?” Jie Tianran stared at Chu Feng in disbelief.
Everything made sense to him now. No wonder he couldn’t defeat Chu Feng despite all the powerful means he had hurled out. Chu Feng’s base cultivation was at rank two Heavenly God level, which meant that his maximum cultivation was at rank eight Heavenly God level.
There was no way Jie Tianran could have won this battle in the first place!
“You didn’t notice a thing until I revealed it to you. Don’t you think that your Seven Realms Sacred Mansion doesn’t live up to its reputation as the strongest world spiritist power in the world of cultivation?” Chu Feng looked at Jie Tianran in disdain.
Indeed, Chu Feng had reached to rank two Heavenly God level. That was why the lightning beasts had been surprised; they hadn’t expected Chu Feng to advance his cultivation this far. Similarly, this was the reason Chu Feng dared to confront Jie Tianran with just the Lightning Flame Sword.
It was not arrogance. He was simply that strong.
“Hah...” Jie Tianran laughed with a tinge of bitterness and helplessness.
Chu Feng could finally see his grandfather up close. This was the man who had been hating him before he was even born. For a very long time, his existence had been a heavy mountain weighing on Chu Feng’s heart.
But this man was now kneeling before him. His white hair was unkempt, and his wrinkled face no longer carried anger or killing intent; just frailty. He was like an old man in his final moments, no different from any mortal. He no longer carried the imposing disposition of the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion’s Mansion Master.
Tears streamed down the corners of his eyes. He could have been regretting his decisions, or maybe he was just feeling self-pity because he was on the verge of death, but he looked pitiful.
But Chu Feng’s eyes carried no pity.
Swoong!
Chu Feng raised his hand. The Lightning Flame Sword flew from afar into his grasp.
“Do it,” Jie Tianran said.
He did not attempt to escape or plead for mercy. He was prepared to face death.
Chu Feng didn’t bother responding. His Lightning Flame Sword transformed into a flash of cold light that swung toward Jie Tianran’s neck.
Pah!
A bony hand shot out of Jie Tianran’s chest and caught the Lightning Flame Sword. This abrupt twist shocked not just Chu Feng but Jie Tianran as well.
“How vicious. You’re going to decapitate even your own grandfather?”
The bony hand emerged from Jie Tianran’s chest with a black world spiritist cloak. The cloak floated in midair even though there were no feet beneath it, as if an apparition was wearing it, but an old gaze could be felt from the cloak’s hood.
It was the old entity inside Jie Tianran’s body.
“Elder, you have recovered!” Jie Tianran was overjoyed. A glimmer of hope returned to his previously lifeless eyes.
“I can’t just watch you die, whether I have recovered or not,” the old entity replied.
Shoosh!
A cold light flashed across the air.
Chu Feng had swung his Lightning Flame Sword and sliced the black world spiritist cloak into tatters. However, the tattered cloak merely turned into an aura that fused back into Jie Tianran’s body.
Jie Tianran floated into the air. A black aura seeped out from him and enveloped his body like armor. He seemed to be undergoing a metamorphosis.
“Chu Feng, it looks like you won’t be able to kill me. I shall show you my final hand.” Jie Tianran was smiling once more, but his expression looked more sinister than ever.
When the black aura fully enveloped him, his gaze suddenly changed as if he had become someone else. At the same time, the black world spiritist cloak that Chu Feng had sliced apart reappeared around Jie Tianran.
A sinister aura rippled through the surroundings, causing everyone to shiver.
“Does a monster live inside Jie Tianran’s body?”
The Netherworld Sectmembers’ hearts skipped a beat. Some even sweated profusely. The sinister aura was so terrifying that they dared not think about opposing it. Even Chu Feng, with his rank eight Heavenly God level cultivation, was no match for it.
In the far distance, Song Changsheng frowned. He noticed that the sinister aura had extended far beyond this area.
...
“This aura...”
The members of the Chu Clan Alliance, who were rushing toward the Bloodline Galaxy, were horrified. Little Fishy, Zi Ling, and the others looked uneasy. Even though the sinister aura had instantly enveloped them, they could still tell that it was coming from the Bloodline Galaxy.
Someone was flaunting his strength, and that person was not Chu Feng.
...
In every populated realm of the eight galaxies, children could be heard crying, and adults stared at the sky in fright. All clouds had dispersed, allowing one to see the night sky clearer than ever.
The sinister aura had permeated every nook and cranny of space. It filled everyone with dread even though it hadn’t dealt any tangible damage.
...
Meanwhile, Chu Feng and Jie Tianran were flitting through space. Their movements were so fast that not even the Netherworld Sect’s Baili Xukong and the six neutral elders could follow them.
The current Chu Feng was shrouded in a golden aura, and his legs were covered in golden runes. He had activated his rank three God Taboo Martial Skills, Heaven Protection and Heaven Footwork.
Yet he still couldn’t keep up with Jie Tianran.
Or to be more exact, the old entity who had taken control of Jie Tianran’s body.
“Kikiki... What immense killing intent. He’s your grandfather. Do you really have to kill him? Have you never thought that your mother will blame you for killing him?” the old entity sneered while dodging Chu Feng’s attack.
He didn’t seem to have any intention of seriously facing Chu Feng.
“Chu Feng, his cultivation surpasses yours. He is at least at peak Heavenly God level, if not beyond that. You aren’t a match for him,” Eggy said.
Chu Feng could tell as much, but it was too late to back down now.
All of a sudden, the old entity suddenly stopped moving.
Chu Feng sensed that it was a trap, but the situation was so dire that he could only take the bait. He thrust his Lightning Flame Sword toward Jie Tianran.
The blade pierced Jie Tianran’s dantian, but Chu Feng’s expression only turned more grim. There was no resistance against his blade as if he had merely stabbed a wisp of smoke.
A pair of bony hands shot out from Jie Tianran’s body at lightning speed. One reached for the Lightning Flame Sword, while the other surged toward Chu Feng’s neck.
Chu Feng unhesitatingly activated Divine Flitting and retreated, putting a huge distance between him and the old entity.
“Interesting. You dodged my attack. Your speed far surpasses that of a rank eight Heavenly God. You are truly a prodigy, Chu Feng. I do regard you highly.
“Jie Tianran might have done things that you find unacceptable, but the people he killed are ultimately outsiders. There is no need for you two to go at each other like rabid beasts. If you’re willing to put down your grudge, I’ll convince him to reconcile with you as well.
“As a cultivator, you harness God’s Era’s power. As a world spiritist, I can offer you guidance. You can be unmatched in the Ninth Galaxy. Even those Ancient Era’s prodigies would be mere stepping stones for you,” the old entity said.
“Outsiders? Is my grandmother an outsider as well?” Chu Feng asked.
“Hahahaha... How do you know for sure that your grandmother is dead?”