Frightening! . . .
It became evident that Feng Monarch possessed a strength capable of astonishing the world. He had proven to be even mightier than Bu Jingtian, and that was precisely why he could dispatch Bu Jingtian with a single, devastating strike. While he might employ deceptions in other aspects, his aura and the undeniable killing qi exuded were beyond any deception. Only those occupying extraordinary positions in the world could generate such a menacing presence, rooted in their superior cultivation abilities and a history of taking lives. The aura and killing qi that Feng Monarch emanated were invincible, qualities that could only be achieved by someone who had taken the lives of countless others.
In the midst of this revelation, one elder from the Sunlight Sect voiced his understanding. However, fear filled his eyes, as though he had encountered a ghostly revelation. Regret gnawed at him, as he had failed to consider this crucial aspect.
"I should have thought about it. Really, I should have! Feng Zhiling remained composed when facing assassins from around the world, with numerous superior cultivators arrayed against him. He strolled in as if it were a walk in the park. Why would he be so confident and risk his life in such a display? When the situation was dire, he established his own rule, asserting control over those who sought to take his life. We all overlooked this significant detail. Feng Zhiling must have had great confidence; he needed a flawless escape plan to execute such a turnaround. Otherwise, a single misstep could have spelled his demise. How could he have taken that risk without the utmost confidence? This is the same reason behind this challenge against Bu Jingtian. He exuded confidence all along, knowing he would emerge victorious. He was toying with everyone, treating the world as his personal playground."
The elder's thoughts continued, considering the mysterious encounter at the auction between Feng Zhiling and the House of the Chaotic Storms. Master Bai had shown surprising kindness to Feng Zhiling, and the reason became clear. Feng Zhiling possessed extraordinary capabilities hidden from the world, much like Xiu of the Heavens.
With a sigh, the elder mused, "When Feng Monarch proposed this challenge, everyone deemed him insane, eagerly awaiting his public humiliation. In reality, it's clear that Feng Monarch was never a laughingstock. The challenge was destined to end with Bu Jingtian's death. Feng Monarch had concealed his profound cultivation and manipulated his apparent weakness, making Bu Jingtian's demise inevitable."
Cha Eun Xiao peered down at the superior cultivators from the two great sects, his countenance seemingly nonchalant but steeped in an aura of deadly intent. Operating the East-rising Purple Qi at the second level, Purple Qi Descends, he stood as an insurmountable mountain, akin to a sovereign gazing upon the world. No heroes dared to provoke him.
In that moment, the killing qi accumulated over two lifetimes surged within Cha Eun Xiao. He harbored the sensation that, should he desire, he could annihilate the entire world in mere seconds.
The sixty-three Sky Origin Cultivators hailing from the two prestigious sects wielded power several times greater than Cha Eun Xiao in terms of actual cultivation levels. However, when confronted by Cha Eun Xiao, none dared to act recklessly. Not a single one dared to even breathe heavily. Fear was etched in their eyes, their faces drained of color. Bu Jingtian's lifeless body served as a grim reminder. Their hearts brimmed with loathing, but not one among them dared to step forward and voice their intentions for revenge. They found themselves ensnared in a chilling web of helplessness, akin to being stranded on a naked, snow-covered mountain during winter.
The frigid environment weighed upon them, sapping their resolve.
Up in the sky, Ling Wuxie's pupils constricted as he observed Feng Monarch from above. Puzzlement clouded his eyes as he muttered, "His killing qi, why is it so dense and oppressive? Such qi is characteristic of those renowned for great slaughter in the world. This killing qi places him in close proximity to the illustrious figures in the Human Realm Above Heavens. But how did he cultivate himself to reach this level? He's still so young; it's inconceivable!"
Ling Wuxie speculated further, "Has he already eliminated every contender within the Land of Han-Yang? But his cultivation level doesn't correspond to that."
Lord Ling found himself confounded, offering mere conjectures.
"See how imposing he is! Is it too much?" Ling Wuxie mused. "I can sense that he's posturing, but how does he exude such vitality? It appears so authentic. Why? How?"
He activated the Universal Eyes once more, attempting to discern the true nature of Feng Zhiling. Yet, the figure remained shrouded in obscurity, surrounded by a chaotic aura. He remained impenetrable.
"This is peculiar! So peculiar!" Ling Wuxie rubbed his head, bewildered. "The accomplishments this man will achieve in the future are truly immeasurable..."
Xiu of the Heavens and Wan of the Clouds shared in his astonishment, casting their gazes upon Feng Monarch and recalling their master.
Suddenly, they were overcome by a sense of trepidation. "Master... In his youth, did he possess such vitality? Such fervor? Such killing qi? Such achievements?"
Their apprehension deepened.
"Regrettable. Feng Monarch was born into humble origins, a native of a lesser realm. He lacks the noble lineage of the Human Realm Above Heavens and was not born into aristocratic clans. Had he been raised within the aristocracy of the Human Realm Above Heavens, he might have become an influential figure within the cosmos," Ling Wuxie lauded. "If he had the same background as your master and their rivalry persisted... I wouldn't be surprised if he became one of the Four Dominators of East, West, South, and North."