Martial God Asura

The portrait depicted a young man with black hair and masculine features that gave off an air of coldness, yet his eyes were gentle. 

Chu Feng found him oddly familiar, but upon closer examination, he didn’t recognize the other party at all. His memory was so good that he could remember everyone he had met before, so it was perplexing that someone he had never met would look familiar.

Little Fishy and Xianhai Shaoyu also examined the painting too. The more Xianhai Shaoyu looked at it, the tighter his frown became. 

He noticed something and asked Zhan Moli, “Is he the Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist who attacked your clan?”

“Yes, that’s him,” Zhan Moli replied. 

“Why does he look so young? Almost like a junior,” Xianhai Shaoyu said.

The man in the portrait looked extremely young, almost around the same age as Chu Feng and Xianhai Shaoyu.

“He can’t be a junior, right?” Little Fishy asked.

Xianhai Shaoyu and Little Fishy weren’t saying these words for no reason. Cultivators tended to have superb intuition honed through their experiences. It could be a wild guess, but there had to be an underlying reason why such a thought surfaced in their mind in the first place. 

And this person had spurred such a thought in all three of them. 

“Rest assured, he’s not a junior despite his young appearance. It is already unheard of for someone as young as young hero Chu Feng to reach True Dragon, let alone Heavenly Dragon. If that man can reach Heavenly Dragon as a junior, the power behind him must be overwhelmingly powerful, capable of crushing our Ancient Era’s War Clan with a touch. They would not have to go through so much trouble,” the Ancient Era’s War Clan’s elder said.

“That’s not necessarily the case. My Brother Chu Feng will become Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist in just a few years, and given his talent, Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist won’t be the cap for him as a junior,” Xianhai Shaoyu said.

“…” 

The Ancient Era’s War Clan’s elder first looked at Chu Feng, followed by Xianhai Shaoyu. He had no idea how he should respond to those comments. 

He would have usually refuted those words immediately, but something made him hesitate.

It should have been impossible for someone of Chu Feng’s age to be a True Dragon World Spiritist; that was a height many failed to reach despite having spent tens of thousands of years training, but Chu Feng reached it in just decades.

But again, talent was everything in cultivation. 

Since time immemorial, powerhouses whom others lauded were all extremely talented individuals. They were considered prodigies because they easily achieved feats that others failed at despite having devoted their lives to it. 

Looking at it from that angle, it was not that unthinkable for Chu Feng to achieve what he would have usually deemed impossible. 

Records were there to be broken. Common sense was meant to be shattered. 

He looked at Chu Feng once more, and he found himself wondering if Chu Feng would truly reach Heavenly Dragon as a junior. That would be a splendid sight to behold. Such a feat would surely go down in history!

“I can see young hero Chu Feng reaching Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist as a junior, but his talent is one-of-a-kind. I don’t believe that someone else can match him in terms of talent,” the elder remarked.

“You are right; Brother Chu Feng’s talent is indeed one-of-a-kind. But the world is a huge place. There must be plenty of talented people in the world. While there might not be anyone who surpasses Brother Chu Feng’s talent, there could be a few who come close to him.” 

That was Xianhai Shaoyu’s true thought.

He was confident in his talent, but he didn’t make light of others just because of that. He believed that if he possessed such talent, it should be possible for someone out there to have talent on par with him too. 

The birth of his little sister verified his conjecture. Chu Feng’s appearance further reinforced it. 

The world was too big for them to fully explore, so who could say for sure that there wouldn’t be more monstrously talented prodigies around?

“Young master Shaoyu, Miss Yu’er, you must be formidable cultivators considering you’re from the Immortal Sea Fish Clan, but I haven’t had a chance to witness your prowess. Could you give me a glimpse of your cultivation?” Zhan Moli asked.

The elder also looked curious. He wanted to know how strong these two from the Immortal Sea Fish Clan were. 

Zhan Moli and Zhan Mudan were the Ancient Era’s War Clan’s strongest juniors, praised as prodigies who would usher in an era of greatness for their clan. Who could have thought that they would be outshone by Chu Feng?

But even if they couldn’t outmatch Chu Feng, it would be a consolation if they could at least outmatch these two. 

The Immortal Sea Fish Clan was one of the greatest powers in the world of cultivation, after all.

“It’s our habit to conceal our cultivation. We don’t mean to intentionally conceal it. It’s not a problem if Miss Moli wants to know,” Xianhai Shaoyu said with a smile before revealing his cultivation.

“Young master Shaoyu, you…” Zhan Moli and the elder were flabbergasted.

They would have never thought that Xianhai Shaoyu was at rank two True God level, surpassing even Chu Feng. It turned out that he was a monster too. 

“I am only second in my clan.” Xianhai Shaoyu glanced at Little Fishy.

Little Fishy glared at her older brother before telling Zhan Moli, “Don’t listen to his nonsense. I’m at the same cultivation level as him.”

Zhan Moli was at a loss for words. 

Little Fishy’s humility made it seem as if reaching rank two True God level as a junior was nothing to make a fuss about, yet Zhan Moli was lauded as a prodigy despite failing to reach True God level as a junior. 

Zhan Moli couldn’t help but think she wasn’t qualified to be a prodigy.

“This… Is the current world of cultivation that terrifying?” 

The elder felt his common sense shatter.

It turned out that Chu Feng wasn’t the exception here; none of these three juniors were ordinary. 

“Miss Moli, I overheard your conversation, and it sounds like your Ancient Era’s War Clan has lost touch with the world for a long time now. Is your clan currently trapped in here?” Chu Feng asked.

“That’s right. Our founder left the Nine Secret Skills Inheritance Ground and a powerful protective formation for us. Two thousand years ago, a problem occurred with the protective formation, resulting in our clansmen being trapped here. Not only are we unable to leave, but we can’t see what’s happening outside via the formation either. 

“You met Elder Li and the others. They were cultivating in the vicinity of our clan back then and were unaware of our existence. They were caught inside our protective formation and ended up getting trapped here too. We later revealed ourselves to them because we needed their help,” Zhan Moli said. 

“If it’s a protective formation, shouldn’t it be impossible for outsiders to get in here too?” Chu Feng asked. 

“Yes, that would usually be the case. But the fact you’re here now shows otherwise, young hero Chu Feng,” Zhan Moli said.

“Does that mean that only your clansmen are trapped here, but outsiders are still able to enter?” Xianhai Shaoyu asked. 

“There are people residing in the surrounding area too, but we have never seen any strangers stumbling in here till that Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist appeared. That was why we were vigilant when you appeared. We thought you were in cahoots with that Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist. 

“That being said, the Immortal Sea Fish Clan is our long-time ally, and I don’t believe you would do anything like that. What we’re thinking is that the formation can stop outsiders from entering, but it is still possible to enter under specific circumstances,” Zhan Moli said.

“Do you know what the Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist is after?” Chu Feng asked.

“We have tried communicating with him, but he didn’t answer us as if he’s unable to speak,” Zhan Moli said.

“You said he’s a Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist. Do you know exactly how strong he is?”

“I’m afraid we can’t tell. We only know his spirit power surpasses that of True Dragon World Spiritists.”

“Does your Ancient Era’s War Clan have any enemies?”

“How could a cultivator clan not have any enemies? We have considered that possibility, but no one in particular comes to mind.” 

Chu Feng was rendered speechless. The Ancient Era’s War Clan knew nothing at all except that the invader was a Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist.

“Brother Chu Feng, there is more than meets the eye. My gut feeling tells me that Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist is a junior. If so, the chances are that he’s from an Ancient Era’s race. Our encounter with the God Clan taught me that Ancient Era’s races can’t be underestimated, especially since the God Clan might not even be the strongest Ancient Era’s race. We should tread carefully,” Xianhai Shaoyu reminded via voice transmission.