Martial God Asura

Ouyang Mingzhang was right. Many powers were observing the changes in the Immemorial Massacre Sea.

… 

The Seven Realms Sacred Mansion had an observation formation that allowed them to observe any region they pointed at.

The formation was now pointing at the Immemorial Massacre Sea.

A group of old men stood on the formation’s platform. Even the humblest among them was a Saint-tier elder. The Ling Clan’s Clan Chief of the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion was among them too. 

They looked more confident than ever. 

Jie Tianran wouldn’t have neglected to help his fellow brethren when he had helped the Heavenly Dome Immortal Sect’s sectmaster and the Divine Body Heavenly Mansion’s Mansion Master reach Heavenly God. 

These elders had made some advancements in their spirit power. 

Everyone looked at the thousand-meter-tall mirror placed at the platform’s center. The mirror reflected the Immemorial Massacre Sea’s stone monument.

“The Immortal Sea Fish Clan is indeed feigning death. How should we deal with this? Should we head over to take a look and capture Chu Feng while we are at it?”

The Saint-tier elders discussed their next course of action. They hadn’t had a chance to put their newfound strength into action, and they couldn’t wait to flaunt it to the world. 

But the Ling Clan’s Clan Chief shook his head. “Whether we can catch Chu Feng or not, the Mansion Master has strictly ordered for us not to leave the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion before he returns, no matter what rattles the world of cultivation.”

The others nodded in agreement. As much as they wanted to prove themselves, defying the Mansion Master’s orders was a grievous crime. 

Given the recent turmoil, it would be wiser for them to remain in the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion. At least their safety was guaranteed here. 

… 

Meanwhile, a white-robed man was unraveling ancient formations inside an ancient remnant. He was Jie Mubai. 

He held a burning talisman paper in hand, his eyes vacuous and eerie. He was peering across space to observe the Immemorial Massacre Sea. 

“Master, is there a treasure below here?” 

A golden-robed elder approached Jie Mubai from behind. It was Zhao Daobin, a cultivator from the Zhao Immortal Clan.

“Look at the Immemorial Massacre Sea.” 

Jie Mubai took out a talisman paper and passed it over. 

“Oh?”

Instead of taking the talisman paper, Zhao Daobin reached into his Cosmos Sack, took out a golden pill, and crushed it. The pill turned into a wisp of aura. He closed his eyes and breathed the aura in.

A golden light shone from his eyes when he opened them once more. He peered across space to look at the Immemorial Massacre Sea. 

“So that’s the Massacre Sea. Chu Feng? Is that the Chu Feng who defeated the Netherworld Sect’s young master?” Zhao Daobin asked.

“No other Chu Feng could have caused such a huge ruckus,” Jie Mubai replied.

“There’s not much we can get from this remnant, but it will be a huge merit if we can capture Chu Feng and extract his Genesis Bloodline,” Zhao Daobin said.

Jie Mubai’s talisman burned out, and his gaze reverted to normal. He turned to Zhao Daobin and asked, “Are you interested in heading over?”

“How do you want to do this?” Zhao Daobin returned the question.

“Let’s go with an equal split if we capture Chu Feng.”

Zhao Daobin narrowed his eyes. “What would be an equal split to you?”

“I don’t need the Genesis Bloodline. I want the Ruler’s Bloodline,” Jie Mubai replied.

Zhao Daobin smiled. “Deal.”

… 

More experts from the Ouyang Heavenly Clan arrived at the Immemorial Massacre Sea’s palace. They had been on standby in the vicinity, and they rushed over upon receiving the order. 

All of them were busy doing their tasks. 

Even though they didn’t reveal their cultivation, there must have been at least a hundred pinnacle and several thousand late True God level cultivators among them. 

There were eight elders who commanded exceptionally powerful dispositions. Like Ouyang Zhangming, they were the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s clan protection elders, which meant they were most likely Heavenly God level cultivators too. 

Long Mucheng and the others were stunned by the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s prowess. Seeing the Ouyang Heavenly Clan going to such extents to protect Chu Feng put their minds at ease. 

“I didn’t expect the Ouyang Heavenly Clan to be so loyal,” Long Chengyu walked over to Long Mucheng’s side as he murmured. 

“Have you sent the news out?” Long Mucheng asked.

She was worried that the Totem Dragon Clansmen would blindly send reinforcement upon seeing the phenomenon, so on top of ordering her Dragon Breath Clansmen not to come here, she advised Long Chengyu to tell the Totem Dragon Clan to steer clear too. 

The Totem Dragon Clan’s Clan Chief shouldn’t have had enough time to reach Heavenly God level yet. Unless he reached Heavenly God, it wouldn’t matter how many people they sent over. 

“I have sent the message out.”

Long Chengyu’s smile didn’t falter even when talking about such a grim topic. The stronger the Ouyang Heavenly Clan was, the safer they were. He didn’t believe someone could pose a threat to Chu Feng under the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s protection.

… 

Amidst the raging waves of the Immemorial Massacre Sea, there was a deep vacuum that led all the way down to the seabed. 

As more ‘Kill’ characters descended, the black circle platform sank deeper, but water didn’t collapse where the black circle platform passed. Instead, a huge vacuum reminiscent of a well was left in its wake. 

While the ‘Kill’ characters fell nonstop, there was an interval between each character as if giving time for Chu Feng and Little Fishy to adapt. 

Chu Feng turned to Little Fishy and asked, “Yu’er, how are you feeling?”

He was starting to adapt to the situation. He would still sustain damage each time a ‘Kill’ character fell, but he could swiftly recover and face the next attack in his most ideal state. 

But he noticed Little Fishy’s condition wasn’t faring as well. Her face was pale, and her eyes were nowhere as bright as before. Each time a ‘Kill’ character dissipated, her breathing would hasten, and she would require quite a while to recover.  

Her condition appeared to be worsening over time. 

“I can still hold on. Don’t worry about me, big brother. I’ll back out if I can’t withstand it anymore,’ Little Fishy said. 

“Don’t force yourself. It’s just a trial. Who knows if there is any reward at the end of this at all?” Chu Feng advised. 

“I know, I know,” Little Fishy replied with a smile.

… 

Neither Chu Feng nor Little Fishy knew their names had appeared on the stone monument. They also didn’t expect their names to appear as there was no point in the trial where they were asked about their names or requested to write them down.