Martial God Asura

Chapter 6600: Chu Feng’s Vengeance

“Jie Baobao, your ego has become overinflated from years of coddling. How dare you utter such insolent words? You deserve to die!”

Someone conjured a formation sword and stabbed Jie Baobao’s left thigh.

That paved the way for others to follow suit. Some even attacked her several times.

This was Jie Baobao, a figure whom they could only look up to under normal circumstances. This was a rare chance for them to turn the tables on a prodigy like that, and the notion excited them.

Most of them were weaker than Jie Baobao, but they were still able to hurt her due to Ling Kun’s formation.

Actually, aside from the initial blow from Ling Kun’s granddaughter, the other attacks were not fatal to Jie Baobao. But it was an attack from tens of millions of people. So many people were hurting Jie Baobao with their weapons and formations.

Even if their intention was not to kill Jie Baobao, this accumulation of damage was more than enough to obliterate her.

Jie Baobao initially scoffed in disdain, but over time, her face turned as pale as a sheet of paper. She lay on the floor, not moving in the least. She couldn’t even utter a word.

Boom!

A resounding explosion echoed from the sky.

The crowd looked over and saw that the cultivation ground’s barrier had shattered.

“This...?”

The crowd looked at the shattered fragments of the barrier in unease. They realized that something bad had happened.

“Chu Feng!”

Someone pointed to Jie Baobao and screamed.

And indeed, Chu Feng had appeared beside Jie Baobao. He dropped to a knee and carefully carried her up.

“Chu Feng?” Ling Kun’s face warped in shock.

Despite being a rank one Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist, he dared not make a move on Chu Feng. On the contrary, he even retreated several steps out of fear. He had witnessed everything that had happened in the Undying Starfield and knew how terrifying Chu Feng was.

“Chu Feng, how dare you infiltrate our Seven Realms Sacred Mansion? Die!”

However, there was no lack of fearless fools among the crowd. Some of them conjured formations to attack Chu Feng.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

But a glance from Chu Feng made them explode into crimson blood fogs. Those who dared to attack him had been blown into bits.

“Gosh, that is...”

The crowd was shaken awake. It was the Chu Feng they were dealing with right now, a merciless monster who wouldn’t hesitate to massacre millions. The realization drove many of them to flee.

Boom!

Powerful oppressive might crushed down from the sky, turning the cultivation ground into a massive prison. Little Fishy had made a move.

“Xianhai Yu’er? She has reached Heavenly God level? That phenomenon was from her!” Ling Kun raised his head and saw Little Fishy towering in the sky like a deity. He shuddered in fear.

Even Chu Feng was beyond his means to deal with, let alone a stronger Little Fishy.

Ling Kun thought about what he had done earlier, and he looked at how Chu Feng was carrying Jie Baobao now. His eyes became clear as his earlier arrogance receded from his gaze. All that was left in them was fear.

He knew he was in trouble.

“Chu Feng?” Jie Baobao feebly opened her eyes and looked at Chu Feng in disbelief.

Chu Feng’s face was icy-cold. He had no idea what happened earlier. He had only come here to claim God’s Era’s power fragment, but he noticed a commotion when he approached.

The crowd was punishing an individual. Upon closer look, he realized it was his friend, Jie Baobao.

Jie Baobao’s face was intact, but her body was in complete ruin. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her body a sack of meat.

“It’s fine now,” Chu Feng said as he slipped a pill into Jie Baobao’s mouth. He channeled his spirit power to heal her injuries.

But upon closer inspection, his heart skipped a beat. Jie Baobao’s spirit power had been crippled, and her life was on the brink of being extinguished after the relentless attacks from the mob. Her death was almost inevitable.

Chu Feng’s heart blazed with fury.

He grabbed the closest elders and pulled them to him.

“GAHHH!”

Miserable cries followed. Streams of energy flowed from their heads into Chu Feng’s palm. Chu Feng was plundering their memories to get to the bottom of what happened.

But learning about the chain of events only further fanned Chu Feng’s anger. His murderous intent flared, causing the sky to turn dark.

A talent like Jie Baobao should have been celebrated. Even if she had done something that deserved death, there should have been a chance for her to redeem herself. Yet, the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion sentenced her to death just because she refused to criticize Chu Feng.

This was ridiculous.

“Grandfather, is that... really Chu Feng? Why is he here? What do we do now?”

Ling Kun’s granddaughter hid behind Ling Kun and clutched his robe. Her face was distorted in fear, and tears wouldn’t stop streaming from her eyes.

But Ling Kun felt not the slightest pity for his granddaughter. Instead, he wanted to give her a few tight slaps. While he had intended to use this impetus to establish his authority, he wasn’t planning on things going this far. If not for his granddaughter, the situation wouldn’t have turned awry.

Chu Feng constructed a formation shaped like a chair and sat Baobao down on it. It reconstructed her body and erased her pain, allowing her to regain consciousness.

“Give me a while,” Chu Feng told Jie Baobao gently.

He glared at Ling Kun and his granddaughter. “Come here.”

He raised his palm and pulled the two of them up to him. Then, he grabbed the hair of Ling Kun’s granddaughter, dragged her up to Jie Baobao, and mercilessly slammed her head against the ground. With just a few hits, her face was covered in blood, and she was disfigured.

She screamed in agony, her teeth shattered.

But Chu Feng didn’t stop. Instead, he stomped his foot on her.

Pah!

A hole was stomped into her body.

Then, Chu Feng turned his cold gaze upon Ling Kun.

Ling Kun realized that his death was inevitable. Since there was no way to survive this ordeal, he would rather die with gusto... or at least that was what he thought till he was faced with Chu Feng’s gaze.

Chu Feng’s eyes carried such overwhelming murderous intent that Ling Kun couldn’t even utter any words of bravado. Instead, his legs caved in, and he kneeled on the ground.

“Chu Feng, I didn’t know. I really didn’t know that you knew Jie Baobao. I was only planning to use her to establish my authority. I didn’t expect things to turn out like that. I swear that I would have never dared to do this if I knew you two knew each other...” Ling Kun tried to explain.

But Chu Feng stomped his arm into the dirt and trampled it into bits. He did the same for the other arm, followed by his legs.

He grabbed Jie Baobao’s severed arm up to Ling Kun and sneered, “You want to see what’s inside her hand, don’t you?”

“No no no, I don’t want to... No no no...” Ling Kun was so terrified that he couldn’t even speak coherently anymore. He had a feeling that he was about to experience something far worse.

GAH!

Blood spurted, and Ling Kun’s scream shook the sky.

Chu Feng had pierced both of his eyes, but he didn’t stop there. He continued stabbing Ling Kun’s body. Amid splattering blood, Ling Kun’s body was reduced to a state even worse than Jie Baobao’s.

But Chu Feng didn’t deal the final blow to Ling Kun, even though the latter’s death was already inevitable. He wanted Ling Kun to suffer the maximum pain before his death.

“Stop, stop!” someone in the crowd shouted.

Watching Chu Feng’s cruelty terrified the crowd. They thought that they would face the same plight as well, and that completely crushed their will.

“Please spare us, Chu Feng. We were forced to do it!”

Some started begging for mercy. More followed suit. It reached a point where practically everyone was kneeling on the ground.

It was truly an irony. It was just moments ago that they were torturing Jie Baobao for colluding with him, but now, they were begging him for mercy.

Chu Feng swung his Monster Slayer Sword.

Shoosh shoosh shoosh!

His blade danced among the crowd. Amid cold gleams, blood suffused the air.

By the time the Monster Slayer Sword returned to Chu Feng’s grasp, the world had fallen silent. The crowd was still alive, but they clutched their blood-filled mouths while rolling on the ground in pain.