Martial God Asura

It was a long time later before Eggy staggered out of the spirit formation gate.

She was extremely weakened despite appearing unharmed on the surface. For a long time, she couldn’t even summon the strength to stand up, which was why she remained inside for so long. 

She should have spent more time resting, but she was so worried about Chu Feng that she dragged herself out as soon as she regained her ability to move. 

She collapsed onto the floor before she could even reach Chu Feng, but there was a relieved smile on her pale face. She sensed that Chu Feng’s condition was much better than before. 

“Miss, your courage is praiseworthy. I’ll give you a chance to challenge a special trial. Not only is there no penalty for failure, but Chu Feng will receive better treatment as long as you accept the challenge. The special trial requires you to withstand mental attacks, but there is a risk of death if you succumb,” the voice said.

Before Eggy could answer, the Asura Sword spoke up, “Enough, lass. Chu Feng’s condition has already stabilized. We can find other ways to help him recover.”

But Eggy ignored the Asura Sword and said, “I accept.”

She turned around and entered the underwater passageway again.

After Eggy left, the Asura Sword flew out of Chu Feng’s body and roared angrily. “Don’t you think you have gone far enough? Are you planning to torture that lass to death? I’ll hack you down if she dies!”

The surroundings shook, and a white-haired middle-aged woman dressed in a black robe emerged from a spatial fold. Her face was covered with irrecoverable scars, which made her look intimidating. 

She commanded a formidable disposition and emanated a powerful killing intent. She seemed to be confident in herself, unfazed even by the Asura Sword’s threat.

“What’s wrong? Are you starting to have feelings after staying together for a while?”

It was the same voice as the one Eggy heard in the trials.

“I thought I was cold-hearted, but you’re worse. Even I’m irked by how you use saving Chu Feng as a pretext to torture that lass again and again,” the Asura Sword said. 

“It is milord’s will,” the woman said.

“Which lord?” the Asura Sword asked.

The surroundings shook once more, and a ravishing woman wearing a white dress appeared.

“Milord, you’re here too,” the Asura Sword greeted politely. 

This woman in a white dress was the one who placed the Asura Sword in Chu Feng’s body in the Divine Inheritance Ground. 

“She has helped Chu Feng a lot along the way, but her tempering is far lacking compared to his. This is a rare opportunity to temper her mind, or else it might limit her future potential. 

“It is a lot to bear, but it can’t be helped. She is no longer in the Asura Spirit World, so we don’t have many chances to temper her. Besides, this is a good opportunity with Chu Feng serving as a strong motivator for her. Her determination will awaken her latent powers, allowing her to pull off the impossible. There is no better time to temper her,” the woman in a white dress explained.

The Asura Sword fell silent, knowing there was nothing to worry about with this lord here. She was an entity who could hold her ground even in the Ninth Galaxy, let alone here. 

The woman in a white dress suddenly looked at the walls with a glimmer of approval. 

Her eyes gazed beyond the Immemorial Massacre Sea and across space, set on a distant land. It was an empty and bizarrely dark space with very few realms. Hardly any of these realms were emitting light. 

There was a hidden space here, and that was where Song Changsheng currently was. 

Inside the hidden space, on a massive realm comparable to Calmlake Upper Realm, there was an unfathomably deep pit that boasted a length of tens of thousands of meters. 

Boom!

The realm shook, and dust flew. 

As martial power dissipated, another such pit could be seen.

If one looked from a distance, one could see similar pits covering the entire realm. These were battle scars left by an ax clashing with a sword. The only reason this realm hadn’t collapsed yet was not because of its massive size but because it was sufficiently far away from the battle. 

Even so, it wouldn’t last long at this rate.

The culprits were Song Changsheng and a white-robed lady wielding a copper sword. 

The two of them had been observing Calmlake Upper Realm, but when they failed to peer through the origin of the golden light, they started crossing blows instead. 

It was only when a humongous golden avatar appeared around Calmlake Upper Realm that they temporarily stopped the battle to observe the situation again. 

But when the Asura Sword slew the golden avatar, and they found that they were still unable to see through Calmlake Upper Realm, they resumed the battle.

And they had been in battle since.

Every single one of their attacks harnessed devastating prowess. Just their shockwaves could destroy a Lower Realm, and a random slash from them could crush an Ordinary Realm into bits. Even Upper Realms could be sliced apart by their attacks. 

Even that realm, which was as massive as Calmlake Upper Realm, would have been long destroyed if the two of them had crossed blows closer to it. 

Their attacks were cataclysmic in the truest sense. The appearance of the God Clan’s God Mother was nothing compared to it. 

If they hadn’t been in this discreet location, their battle would have completely overshadowed the commotion caused by the God Mother’s appearance.

Shoosh!

A massive ax spanning the size of an Upper Realm swiftly sliced through the air. 

Clang!

A sword arc clashed with the massive ax, and the two forces dissipated with an explosion of martial power.

The white-robed woman had vacuous eye sockets and fluttering long hair that resembled vicious ghosts, but not even vicious ghosts were as terrifying as her. 

The earlier attack from the ax was strong enough to split Calmlake Upper Realm into two, but she neutralized it with ease.

Shoosh!

Instead of counterattacking, the woman suddenly sheathed her copper sword. 

Song Changsheng didn’t continue his offense either.

The woman looked into the far distance, where a white glowing lotus floated in space.

“You can take that, but you aren’t to advance any further. Otherwise, I’ll take your life.”

Leaving that warning behind, the white-robed woman turned around and disappeared.

Song Changsheng nimbly leaped forward, flitting across a long distance and arriving before the lotus in a mere instant. 

He took out a flower pot that emanated the Ancient Era’s aura. Every grain of soil in the flower pot emitted a faint light like a crystal. He took the white lotus and placed it in the pot.

Boom!

The lotus unleashed an overwhelming surge of energy as soon as it was planted inside the flower pot. The flower pot shook, a sign that it was unable to withstand the lotus’ energy. 

Song Changsheng hurriedly took out a jade bottle and uncorked it. A mysterious, light fragrance wafted out. Even a whiff of it could lengthen one’s longevity, but he poured all of its content into the flower pot.

The white lotus finally calmed down. 

“With this, Miaomiao will be able to further her grasp on the Soul Fog and greatly advance her cultivation,” Song Changsheng said with a satisfied smile. 

He stood up and looked in the direction where the woman left with expectant eyes. 

He had no idea what lay ahead of him, but he had already found many rare treasures shortly after arriving here. He was certain more treasures lay ahead of him. 

However, he knew that woman didn’t exert her full prowess. Her eyes remained empty while clashing with him. 

Though Song Changsheng didn’t go all out either. 

Having such an opponent excited him. 

He looked at his ax, where a crack could be seen. There was some age to the crack, indicating it wasn’t caused by his earlier clash with that white-haired woman.

“Chu Xuanyuan, you might have left too early. I don’t know whether this world of cultivation is real or not, but it is more interesting than I thought. It turns out there are still a lot of mysteries we have yet to unravel,” Song Changsheng murmured.