Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start Chapter 1396 Talents Appear in Every Generation!

As the voice transmission from Number One concluded, Elder Luo abruptly turned his gaze toward Chu Feng, who was locked in combat with Number Two, and transmitted his thoughts as well.

"If my memory serves me right… Back when he transcended the mortal limit and formed a spiritual body, the thunder punishment that came was the Primordial Violet-Gold Divine Lightning?"

"The fabled top thunder tribulation across the world?"

"Using this thunder tribulation as the base, one could potentially create the renowned supreme divine body… A flawless divine body?!"

Number One gave a serious nod.

"He possesses a flawless divine body!"

"During his visit to the Blood Sea Space that time, I advised him to aim for building a superior Spiritual Abode."

"Only because the mythical flawless divine body offers the possibility to shatter constraints and form a ninth-grade Spiritual Abode, whispered to last forever…"

"Legends claim that throughout world history, just that one Emperor managed to achieve it!"

Upon hearing Number One's explanation, Elder Luo stared blankly at Chu Feng.

"Are you saying… Chu Feng accomplished it too?"

Number One nodded with emphasis.

Yet, Elder Luo remained confused.

"That doesn't add up. I command the Blood Sea. In its domain, my senses match yours in sharpness. But from what I sense, Chu Feng's body holds nothing. He doesn't seem to have formed a Spiritual Abode whatsoever."

"I detect zilch, yet you can spot it?! Since when did you grow this formidable? On the verge of advancing to the Martial Monarch Realm? No way. I know your exact limits."

At these words, Number One shot Elder Luo an irritated look before shaking his head.

"I can't detect it either."

The creases on Elder Luo's face stiffened as he rarely swore.

"Then why are you going on about it?"

Number One had no patience to argue further with Elder Luo.

"Exactly because neither you nor I can pierce his secrets that I believe this fellow has formed a ninth-grade Spiritual Abode! Consider this: how could a warrior wield such immense power without a Spiritual Abode?"

Elder Luo fell silent.

"So it's mere speculation on your part. Isn't that overly hasty?! Who says this youth didn't tamper with things and dissolve his Spiritual Abode…"

Such cases had occurred before. Take those madmen from martial arts' dawn, for instance.

Back then, the martial path was shrouded in mystery. All progressed blindly through the unknown.

Those folks truly attempted the wildest feats. As long as survival held, they pushed cultivation to extremes. Ultimately, they twisted themselves into bizarre forms.

Number One stayed convinced.

"It's not the same. Observe closely his saber technique's boost and his core power…"

Hearing this, Elder Luo couldn't resist glancing upward.

Right now, high above, Chu Feng's clash with Ying Tiandao had ignited into a fierce frenzy.

Each unleashed their utmost might!

Chu Feng gripped the Demon Slayer tightly. The Nine Sabers' force overwhelmed the skies!

Ying Tiandao showed no fear. His Blood Drinking Saber blazed with a brilliant crimson glow, bathing the whole Blood Sea in red.

The fighters advanced relentlessly, casting aside all irrelevancies. They focused solely on one another.

In such a mindset, they exerted their peak potential.

Yet, to the astonishment of onlookers, despite Ying Tiandao's power already instilling terror in all, Chu Feng still held him down!

"Blood Drinking Seven Extreme Sabers' Ultimate Fury Saber!"

In that instant, the enraged Ying Tiandao towered like the firmament. Clutching his saber two-handed, he cleaved downward in fury!

Facing him, Chu Feng matched the intensity. Battle fervor burned in his gaze. He positioned the Demon Slayer defensively. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth—the five prime Dao essences encircled him. At the crucial juncture, they hinted at merging into unity, though the fusion wavered unstably.

"The sixth strike of the Nine Sabers, the Five Elements Saber!"

With a bellow, Chu Feng thrust the Demon Slayer ahead, smashing directly into the Blood Drinking Saber!

The instant after!

Boom!

Boom!

Endless blasts jolted bystanders, forcing them to block their senses and fall back swiftly.

The weaker ones like the blondie bled from every orifice in a flash!

Without Number One's timely shield, even top-tier Divine Lords such as them couldn't endure the mere ripples of this duel!

The blondie's eyes glazed over as he whispered, "So Second Brother got Boss to guard us…"

"Damn it! This feels too belittling!"

But right then, nobody paid him heed.

All eyes rushed forward. The area before them lay utterly wrecked by the pair, warped into a void resembling a black hole.

Moments later, two silhouettes gradually emerged.

Chu Feng's garments hung in shreds, his energy surging erratically, on the brink of crumbling any second.

Conversely, Ying Tiandao stood rigid. Before him, a dark blade erected steadily. Its edge had grazed past Ying Tiandao's face, drawing heavy blood.

"I… lost." A wry smile crossed Ying Tiandao's lips. "Talents emerge in every era! Each surpasses the prior. I just believed I represented the fresh wave…"

Breathing raggedly, Chu Feng flashed an awkward grin.

"No, Senior Number Two, I didn't truly triumph."

"Regarding saber technique proficiency, Senior outshines me by leagues. It's merely my groundwork that's profoundly solid. In the Dao contest, I prevailed through sheer base… What victory is that? It feels like an uneven bout."

"Victory remains victory. A warrior's sturdy base stems from seized fortunes. Why call it uneven? Spare me the consolation to spare my pride. I handle defeat fine."

"Had this been a fight to the death earlier, I'd be gone. What pride then?"

Chu Feng chuckled without retorting.

His prior words weren't flattery, but genuine conviction.

Number Two's saber realm… reached astonishing heights!

Indeed!

Chu Feng found it baffling!

If Saber Dao equated to "1", Number Two had grasped at least a tenth, perhaps two!

By rights, he ought to have drawn the Master God thunder tribulation ages ago!

So why the delay in breakthrough?

Moreover, Number Two's base proved robust too. A whopping 1,500 essences in total!

He trailed Chu Feng by just a bit.

How had he achieved that?

Remember, Chu Feng relied on his internal universe for such backing!

Truth be told, a typical peak Ninth-Turn's core boost likely spanned only hundreds of essences.

Abruptly, realization dawned on Chu Feng.

"Senior… Did you intentionally hold back your advancement and refrain from breaking through? Then, you kept delving into the Dao. As your Saber Dao proficiency rose, you channeled it to fortify your base?"

"Thus, the loftier the base, the mightier you'll emerge post-breakthrough, tempered by thunder tribulation into a Master God?"

Number Two grinned and denied it. "That's the notion, but not entirely accurate."

"Mainly, I hadn't perfected my saber skills before. It felt off somehow. Even ascending to Master God Realm might fall short of my standards, hence the postponement."

Chu Feng went quiet.

Wow, befitting of Senior Number Two!

Such lofty goals bordered on absurd!

Number Two brushed it off with a bitter laugh. "So what if my realm soars? Ultimately, defeat came. I figured I marked the Ninth-Turn Divine Lords' ceiling. Never dreamed steeper peaks awaited!"

…

While the pair conversed, by the blood sea's edge, Number One eyed Elder Luo and transmitted again.

"See it now?"

"Explain to me, absent a ninth-grade Spiritual Abode's amplification, with Chu Feng's Saber Dao lagging behind Second Brother's, how does his base eclipse Second Brother's?!"

"Beyond that, notice how his Saber Dao matches Second Brother's closely? Doesn't it all point clearly?"

Here, the duo exchanged glances unavoidably.

Shock mirrored in each other's stares…