Martial God Asura

Ouyang Kuangfei didn’t hesitate long before getting up and rushing to Ouyang Lingyu’s side. 

His face distorted under the black aura’s relentless attack, but he still reached out and grabbed Ouyang Lingyu’s arm. 

However, it didn’t take long for the black aura to swarm Ouyang Kuangfei, causing him to be unable to fly. He could only take a step at a time across the air, but even so, each step was a challenge. He didn’t get far before crumbling to his knees.

More Ouyang Heavenly Clansmen rushed forward to help. Some dragged Ouyang Kuangfei away from the black aura, while others reached out to Ouyang Lingyu to carry him. 

Most failed to even touch Ouyang Lingyu before they were forced to retreat under the unbearable pain. Some managed to reach Ouyang Lingyu, but like Ouyang Kuangfei, they barely supported him for a few steps before collapsing.

Ouyang Kuangfei popped a pill and approached Ouyang Lingyu once more. 

The pill greatly boosted his resilience, but his footsteps remained slow and arduous. Anyone could tell that Ouyang Kuangfei wouldn’t last long at this rate. 

The smarter juniors rushed back to the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s palace to seek help, knowing this matter was beyond their means to deal with.

Chu Feng paid them no heed. Long Chengyu and Long Muxi showed no inclination to help. Even Little Fishy didn’t intervene any further. 

This was the Immemorial Massacre Sea’s punishing Ouyang Lingyu for sneaking in despite not being a junior, and anyone who helped him would receive the same punishment too. There was no reason for them to suffer for Ouyang Lingyu. 

Soon, Chu Feng, Long Chengyu, Long Muxi, and Little Fishy were the only ones left.

The Ouyang Heavenly Clansmen were all gone. 

Ouyang Lingyu must have been very important to them. The juniors took turns supporting him like a relay, doing everything they could to ensure his safe return from the Immemorial Massacre Sea. 

But they were very deep in the Immemorial Massacre Sea. 

It took some time for them to get here even when they were traveling normally earlier. It was impossible to get out of here at a mortal’s pace. 

Even if they somehow pulled it off, Ouyang Lingyu would be long dead by them. 

“This is karma. He deserves that,” Long Chengyu murmured. He squatted next to Chu Feng and said, “Chu Feng, I heard the means you used earlier is called Lightning Aura, a legendary power of the Heavenly Bloodline.”

“Lightning Aura? Sounds fitting,” Chu Feng replied.

“It’s much more imposing than the Lightning Armor, and the boost in fighting prowess is incredible! You beat Ouyang Lingyu even though he ate ten forbidden pills!” Long Chengyu exclaimed. 

“That’s because he’s weak. He’s not on par with Ouyang Kuangfei,” Chu Feng replied.

“His base cultivation is rank three True God, but he can only raise his cultivation by two ranks. I was worried he had a hidden hand, but that turned out to be his limit. And he isn’t even a junior! Why is he even challenging us then? That shameless thing!” Long Chengyu cursed.  

He quickly turned back to Chu Feng and asked, “Chu Feng, the skill you used earlier is our clan’s rank one God Taboo Dragon breath, right?”

Chu Feng nodded. “It is your clan’s Dragon Breath.”

“Suppressing a rank two God Taboo with a rank one God Taboo; that’s incredible! Even though this has something to do with your peerless fighting prowess after unleashing the Lightning Aura too, I can sense that the Dragon Breath you unleashed is astoundingly powerful, far beyond what ordinary rank one God Taboo Martial Skills are capable of. More importantly, I’m curious to know why your Dragon Breath is executed differently,” Long Chengyu asked. 

Dragon Breath was traditionally unleashed by mouth, but Chu Feng released it with his finger earlier. Furthermore, the God Taboo should not have resulted in the manifestation of a dragon head avatar around the user.

“I did some modifications to the skill. I found some problems with the original Dragon Breath’s martial power circulation method—I don’t think the martial power circulation should be focused around the mouth. 

“I modified the circulation pathway to involve the full body, so that it can now manifest a dragon head avatar that doubles as a defense means, and the attack can now be unleashed with one’s finger, allowing for a more flexible execution,” Chu Feng explained.

The original Dragon Breath harnessed tremendous destructive prowess too, but its limitations made it hard to utilize it in a fast-paced battle, making it no more than a half-complete product. 

Chu Feng had further refined it into a complete God Taboo Martial Skill.

“Amazing!” Long Chengyu’s eyes lit up. “Chu Feng, can you teach it to me?”

“Of course,” Chu Feng replied.

“I also want to learn,” Long Muxi said.

“No problem. I’ll teach both of you together,” Chu Feng replied.

All of a sudden, a surge of gentle energy swiftly suffused Little Fishy’s body, and her complexion visibly improved. With Chu Feng’s help, she had finally assimilated the pill inside her.

Chu Feng exhaled in relief. “It’s finally done.”

“Big brother, I already told you there’s no need to worry, and I’ll be up and running in no time,” Little Fishy replied with a gleeful smirk.

“Are you sure? Why don’t you get up and show us then?” Long Chengyu teased.

He was happy for Little Fishy, and he wanted her to get up to see how well she had recovered. At least on the surface, she looked to be in good condition. 

But his remark only evoked Little Fishy’s vicious glare. 

She snuggled herself in Chu Feng’s arms.  

“Why are you glaring at me?” Long Chengyu was indignant. 

“You deserve it. Learn to read the room,” Long Muxi quietly berated.

“Huh?” Long Chengyu looked utterly confused.

“Yu’er, you sit down and rest for a while. I’ll be right back,” Chu Feng said.

Little Fishy understood what he was going to do. “I’m fine, big brother. Go do what you want.”

She stood up and planted her hands on her waist, looking adorably cheeky. 

Chu Feng stood up and patted Little Fishy’s head before heading off. 

… 

On the way out of the Immemorial Massacre Sea, the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s juniors were collapsing one after another. 

Many went as far as to consume forbidden medicine to escort Ouyang Lingyu to safety, but it was futile. None could truly withstand the Immemorial Massacre Sea’s punishment. 

Ouyang Kuangfei was the last one standing, but he, too, was reaching his limit. 

He sat feebly on a glowing boat, having expended himself so much that he couldn’t muster the strength to stand anymore. He had to rely on treasures to remain in the air. 

Looking at Ouyang Lingyu, who had become so weakened under the black aura’s torture that he couldn’t even scream anymore, he sobbed, “What is this even for, big brother Lingyu?”

He was angry, both at Ouyang Lingyu and himself. 

He thought it was ridiculous for Ouyang Lingyu to die over something so dumb, but at the same time, he also cursed his powerlessness for being unable to save Ouyang Lingyu. 

“Why are you sobbing? Someone who doesn’t know better would have thought you lost your wife,” a voice echoed. 

Ouyang Kuangfei raised his head and saw Chu Feng standing not too far away. He was so weakened that he failed to notice the latter’s arrival. 

“Chu Feng…” 

Ouyang Kuangfei looked at Chu Feng with conflicted eyes. He wanted to ask Chu Feng for help, but how could he request that of him? 

He understood how terrifying the Immemorial Massacre Sea’s punishment was, having experienced it himself. He wouldn’t even make this request to a fellow clansman, let alone an outsider. 

Chu Feng walked up to Ouyang Lingyu. The black aura relentlessly penetrated through his body, but he didn’t flinch in the least. He reached forth and easily hoisted Ouyang Lingyu up.

Then, he turned to Ouyang Kuangfei and said, “Stop crying. I won’t let him die.”

A single line sliced through the Immemorial Massacre Sea, rushing straight toward the entrance. Chu Feng had already disappeared.

Ouyang Kuangfei rubbed his eyes. He dared not believe what he had just seen.

The black aura was so torturous that it greatly restricted their strength, making it arduous to even take a single step forward. Yet, Chu Feng was unfazed.

Just then, he remembered the seven steps.

As someone who had reached the seventh step, it made sense for Chu Feng to have an inhuman tolerance level.

Ouyang Kuangfei felt conflicted. His face was stained with tears and snot, but he murmured with a beaming smile, “I would have never believed there could be such a huge gap between us, but it’s a good thing he’s around.”