Martial God Asura

“Hm?”

Song Yun, while stroking the Nine Pupils Demon Aura, suddenly frowned. She looked around the sky as if searching for something.

“It’s you.” The new king glared at Song Yun. “I was wondering why I failed. You took control of the Nine Pupil Demon Aura before me. It attacked the crowd the moment it was unsealed not on its own volition but under your control.”

The crowd was stunned. This revelation made a huge difference.

“Could there be a misunderstanding?” the Huangfu Heavenly Clan’s Clan Chief asked.

Jie Mubai’s humanoid monster would have massacred all of them if Song Yun hadn’t intervened. It didn’t make sense for her to harm them, only to save them afterward.

“Yes, it was me,” Song Yun replied.

Even the Huangfu Heavenly Clan’s Clan Chief was dumbfounded. They struggled to make sense of her intention.

Chu Feng’s eyes turned cold.

Song Yun couldn’t care less about the others, so her eyes were only focused on Chu Feng. “Big brother Chu Feng, you’re looking at me coldly. Do you intend to kill me just because I hurt those few people? They are your friends, but am I not your friend, too?”

She was only concerned about Chu Feng’s attitude.

“Why did you do that?” Chu Feng asked.

“I just don’t like them, especially that lass.” Song Yun glanced at Little Fishy. “She’s hardly young anymore, yet she still goes around calling you big brother. How repulsive.”

Little Fishy’s gaze turned cold.

Xianhai Shaoyu’s killing intent flared. Little Fishy was his little sister. Even though they often teased each other, he would put his life on the line to protect her.

“So what if s-s-she calls him big brother? Our Yu’er was still a child w-w-when she first met my brother. The s-s-shit you know anything about the bond they share. Besides, aren’t you calling h-h-him big brother, too?

“Truth be told, I’m more disgusted by you than a-a-anything else. There’s nothing I, Wang Qiang, hate m-m-more than manipulative women,” Wang Qiang cursed.

“A pathetic stutterer who can’t even talk properly is speaking on someone’s behalf? I only wanted to teach you a lesson, but I have changed my mind now. I’ll claim your lives!” Song Yun spat.

The Nine Pupils Demon Aura roared, and its body expanded to over ten thousand meters wide once more.

“What are you trying to do, Song Yun?” Chu Feng asked.

“Big brother Chu Feng, you should know better than anyone. There’s no way to breach the tribute formation. They are doomed to die here. But we are different. We can leave this place.”

Song Yun clenched her fist. There was an object resembling a light key in her grasp. She swung the light key, and it flew forth as a blade of light.

A humongous gate manifested out of thin air.

It was only a hundred meters in width but over ten thousand meters in height. Rather than a gate, it looked more like a flight of stairs leading into the distant horizon.

On the other side of the gate was a starry world overflowing with natural energies. It didn’t feel like a formation realm but a real world.

“Could that be Heaven Gate?”

The crowd felt instinctively drawn to the gate.

“If they are going to die anyway, they might as well share their legacies with us,” Song Yun said.

“Go ahead and enter Heaven Gate since you have opened it, but do not hurt anyone. Otherwise...”

“Otherwise what?” Song Yun asked.

“It’ll be over between us,” Chu Feng replied.

“You want to sever ties with me over such trash? Big brother Chu Feng, shouldn’t the Immemorial Cemetery have shown you how powerless we currently are? The world of cultivation we currently live in is incomplete. It limits our growth.

“The real world of cultivation lies inside that gate. We have to venture in there to reach our peak. But the Ninth Galaxy is filled with powerhouses who have been there since the Ancient Era or even earlier. Those people have already claimed the initiative. Not everyone can thrive there.

“But we can. I am the only one who can accompany you to the peak. The others are a burden. They aren’t worthy of these legacies. These legacies should go to those more deserving of them—us.

“Do you truly intend to sever ties with me over mere baggage?” Song Yun asked.

“I trust their potential, but even if not for that, they are still my friends. I, Chu Feng, will not abandon my friends. Song Yun, if you still take me to be your friend, you should leave without hurting anyone,” Chu Feng replied.

Chu Feng was infuriated after learning that Song Yun was the one who ordered the Nine Pupils Demon Aura to hurt Little Fishy and the others, but he knew this was not the time to turn against her.

Song Yun had obtained the Demon Heavenly Exalted’s legacy and gained possession over the Nine Pupils Demon Aura. The Nine Pupils Demon Aura must have been truly powerful to have feigned death before Song Changsheng.

He could have subdued the Nine Pupils Demon Aura with his bloodline rampage, but he was now so feeble that he couldn’t even stand up. He definitely wasn’t a match for Song Yun right now.

Eggy would surely make a move if he turned against her now, but that would come at a price. He had chosen to resort to bloodline rampage earlier, knowing he would expend the Bloodline Soul Puppet he had forged with great difficulty, because he didn’t want Eggy to pay the price.

That was why he withheld his anger and tried his best to placate Song Yun instead.

The ideal situation was for Song Yun to leave in peace.

“I can’t do that, big brother Chu Feng,” Song Yun said as her killing intent flared.

“I shall teach her a lesson.” Eggy’s killing intent flared as well.

She was fond of Little Fishy, so she wouldn’t allow anyone to kill the latter in her presence.

Boom!

A powerful aura suddenly surged from Chu Feng’s side, and it was no weaker than the Nine Pupils Demon Aura.