Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start Chapter 1394 The Saber Name's Demon Slayer, I'm Chu Feng. Please Enlighten Me!
Previously on Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start...
Sounds of air being sliced echoed loudly!
That incredibly brilliant saber light struck in a flash!
Trailing behind, Bai Wushen and his companions felt deep concern, yet right then, they couldn't offer any aid.
"Chu Feng isn't seeking his own end, is he? He must have some assurance!"
The blondie transmitted his words to the group. His voice held conviction, though he shut his eyes tight. Evidently, his words rang hollow.
That was their second brother!
While outsiders might be unaware of Second Brother's prowess, weren't they in the know?
Slaying a regular Ninth-Turn Divine Lord required just one strike.
Moreover, this strike from Second Brother carried his full might!
Alas…
All of them inwardly let out sighs.
They even sensed that Chu Feng had acted with undue rashness.
If you're eager to exchange moves with Second Brother, why not suggest it afterward? Second Brother likely wouldn't turn you down.
What outcome awaited in this clash?
Nobody could predict.
No opportunity existed to ponder further.
For the blood-red saber, keen enough to rend the heavens and earth, was already closing in!
Right then, the fighting spirit enveloping Chu Feng surged to its peak!
The Demon Slayer emerged!
A saber light burst forth as well!
Yet, unlike that crimson saber.
This strike felt weighty! Inky!
Resembling the Heaven Suppressing Divine Stone capable of quelling all things!
Which held the upper hand?
The following instant, a blindingly intense blast erupted across the entire Blood Sea.
Instantly, the realm quaked!
Around them, boundless blood waves surged skyward like a veil, blotting out the heavens.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out without pause.
The fabric of space kept getting sliced and fragmented!
The whole Blood Sea domain appeared on the verge of collapse!
Nevertheless, before their eyes, Chu Feng's form remained steadfast as a peak, utterly steady.
Not even the edges of his robes fluttered.
"Eh?"
A faint gasp arose from the blood sea's depths.
"Who might you be? Your saber skills run so deep. Surely you're no obscure figure. Why intrude upon the Blood Sea?"
Number Two drew nearer step by step.
Faintly, a sense of familiarity tugged at him.
Yet he quickly dismissed the notion.
Ridiculous.
Impossible.
Someone who could block his utmost strike.
Though the force of this blow had diminished sharply over vast distances, any standard Ninth-Turn Divine Lord would perish inescapably.
Thus, Ying Tiandao dismissed deeper suspicions.
He figured some clueless veteran had wandered in.
Since no harm came to Blood Sea folk, Ying Tiandao saw no need to slay him. Expulsion would suffice later.
Yet as Ying Tiandao mulled this, from the Blood Sea's edge, the blondie's thunderous bellow shattered the silence.
"Blast it, blast it, blast it!!!"
"You blocked Second Brother's strike?!"
"Insane, insane! Am I losing my mind, or has the world gone mad?!"
The blondie struggled to express the astonishment gripping him.
He could only yell wildly.
Nearby, Bai Wushen, Zhen Tianji, Liu Yiyi… Every one of them went quiet.
Quietude, surprise, incredulity.
For an instant, the mood turned oddly tense.
Chu Feng paid no heed to the blondie's outbursts.
He ignored others' reactions.
Now, his gaze fixed solely on the tardily arriving Ying Tiandao, whose face mirrored utter disbelief!
Immensely powerful!
The pinnacle of Ninth-Turn!
Likely just a single stride from the Master God Realm! Remember, the present Chu Feng hadn't deployed the Nine Sabers secret art amid the prior rush. Still, his core strength alone unleashed 2,000 essence of Dao Power!
Despite that, after taking the strike squarely, a split formed between his thumb and forefinger.
"His burst exceeds 2,000 essence!"
"Yet it falls short of 3,000 essence!"
Chu Feng pondered silently.
Surpassing a thousand proved incredibly tough!
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This neared the utmost a fighter could achieve in the Divine Lord stage.
Otherwise, the damage wouldn't stop at a mere tear between his digits.
Still… How had he accomplished it?
Chu Feng felt equally stunned!
Number Two lacked the boost of an internal universe!
Consider that a typical Ninth-Turn Divine Lord, bolstered by basics and Dao aura, might only reach a few hundred essence in outburst.
Breaking a thousand was exceedingly rare!
This marked the boundary for warriors in the Divine Lord phase.
Only through the internal universe—one of the universe's two supreme wonders—could one shatter this barrier.
But Number Two… How?!
In that instant, Chu Feng brimmed with thrill and confusion.
"You're… Chu Feng?"
By now, Ying Tiandao stood before the group.
Upon clearly viewing Chu Feng's features, even his typically stoic visage failed to conceal the astonishment.
Chu Feng beamed with delight and gave a light nod.
"Junior Chu Feng offers greetings to Senior Number Two!"
"Hiss…" All heard the sharp intake of breath, like a dragon drawing in water, flooding into Ying Tiandao's core from every direction.
Witnessing this, the blondie grinned mischievously. "Heh heh, true to Second Brother's form. Impressive lung power. He nearly drained me empty earlier!"
Around them, Liu Yiyi and the rest chuckled in exasperation.
This fellow… remained as crude as ever.
Up in the sky, Ying Tiandao steadied himself gradually. He spared the blondie not a glance. Instead, a casual saber intent laced with lethal edge swept him into the blood sea.
"Darn!! Not again?!"
The blondie barely managed a cry.
Next, he plunged into the Blood Sea's depths.
Gulp, gulp, gulp…
The blondie swallowed mouthfuls of bloody liquid.
He thrashed to surface with desperate effort, but the saber intent sealed his vital energy. Unable to lift his head, he could only moan pitifully.
The group had grown accustomed to such antics.
The blondie thrived on trouble; a day without it left him restless.
Daring to mock Second Brother now meant he sought his downfall.
Submerging him in the blood sea was for the best. It spared everyone's ears.
None paid him mind.
Chu Feng chuckled too.
The blondie stayed utterly unchanged. Small wonder folks enjoyed putting him in his place.
His tongue truly provoked.
Composing themselves,
The observers noted Second Brother and Chu Feng exchanging glances. Few words passed, yet a fierce battle fervor ignited around them simultaneously!
Thrilled at the sight of worthy quarry!
Chu Feng wasn't alone; Ying Tiandao embodied a pure saber devotee!
Finding a kindred spirit proved rare, an apt rival even rarer!
"Care for a duel?"
Ying Tiandao blurted out eagerly.
Chu Feng anticipated it keenly.
"An honor indeed!"
A uncommon grin lit Ying Tiandao's stern features. His gaze flickered with zeal.
"Big Brother hurries here to guard the flank. No threat to our safety. I simply wish… for us to clash fully and freely! Agreed?!"
Chu Feng stayed silent. Smiling, he abruptly clasped his hands.
"An honor indeed! Senior, after you!"
"Hahaha! Among fighters, power reigns supreme! You and I stand as equals in battle. No need for formalities!"
With that, Ying Tiandao eased his saber from its sheath at his side.
As the blade swung, the void rippled.
A scarlet saber gleamed so vividly it nearly blinded.
A grave tone emanated from Ying Tiandao's throat.
"This blade bears the name Blood Drinking. I am Ying Tiandao. Fellow Daoist Chu Feng, take care!"
Beholding this well-known ritual, Chu Feng laughed boldly.
Naming one's weapon honored the foe utmost.
Just as it was here before.
Chu Feng dropped pretenses.
He gradually lifted the obsidian heavy saber in his grasp.
Amid the crimson hues, a grin slowly formed.
"My blade is the Demon Slayer. I am Chu Feng. Please enlighten me!"