Martial God Asura

Chapter 6552: The True Master of the Netherworld Troop Formation

“Chu Feng, y-you...”

Zhao Feng’s pupils quivered in unease. He realized that he had been fooled by Chu Feng. The latter didn’t look down on the Netherworld Troop Formation; he merely wanted Zhao Feng to demonstrate the channeling method so that he could learn from it.

That was evident from how Chu Feng unleashed his Netherworld Embryo... but who could have known his Netherworld Embryo would be this powerful?

Zhao Feng would have to take responsibility for this. He was the one who provided Chu Feng with the channeling method.

“What’s the situation with that Chu Feng?”

In the formation realm, Cang Li and the others were in disbelief. They were well aware of the difficulty in channeling the Netherworld Troop Formation; those Netherworld Sectmembers had undergone special training. It shouldn’t have been possible for Chu Feng to use it.

“Those useless things,” Baili Xukong sneered as he took out a token.

The token emanated an aura similar to the Netherworld Troop Formation. It was the key to awakening the Netherworld Embryo and manifesting the formation. Without it, the Heavenly Gods inside the Undying Starfield wouldn’t have succeeded in constructing the formation.

Baili Xukong fused his bloodline power into the token. In response, the token emitted a blood-red aura that manifested into a mini formation core around him. He could control the Netherworld Troop Formation through the token.

However, he had to tap into the power of the Netherworld Embryo inside him to do so.

“Baili Xukong, you’re in no condition to be channeling the Netherworld Troop Formation! Do you want to die?” an elder from the neutral formation questioned.

It was not that they didn’t want to help Baili Xukong, but they were weakened from having their cultivation siphoned away from Chu Feng’s bloodline power earlier. They would sustain tremendous damage if they channeled their Netherworld Embryos in their condition.

“How can we face the world if our Netherworld Sect allows an outsider to channel our formation? We have to defend our pride here!” Baili Xukong revealed the reason he was determined to make a move despite the damage he would sustain.

The Netherworld Sect’s reputation was at stake here.

“Lord Baili, I’ll aid you.” Xiahou Jue and Baili Xukong’s other subordinates stepped into the formation core to help him channel the formation.

Meanwhile, a storm brewed in the Flowersea Ordinary Realm. A massive blood-red vortex formed in the sky. Everyone in the realm could sense that someone was attempting to interfere with this realm from the outside.

Zhao Feng and the others understood what was going on and smirked.

“Chu Feng, do you think you can control our Netherworld Troop Formation just because you summoned your Netherworld Embryo? I can tell you right now that we aren’t the true masters of this Netherworld Troop Formation. It is...”

Before Zhao Feng could finish his words, Chu Feng’s Netherworld Troop swept its spear into the sky, severing the swirling blood-red vortex into two.

Kacha!

In the formation realm, Baili Xukong’s token shattered. Everyone gathered in the formation core was sent flying in all directions, and they spurted blood profusely as they landed on the ground.

The crowd took another look at the token and noticed that its aura was swiftly dissipating.

“How is this possible?!” Baili Xukong stared at the shattered token in disbelief. At this moment, he didn’t just feel infuriated and indignant, but helplessness and despair as well.

He had been resolved to stop Chu Feng even if it meant depleting his Netherworld Embryo, but the token suddenly shattered. He wasn’t even given the chance to put his life on the line.

In the Flowersea Ordinary Realm, Chu Feng turned to Zhao Feng and asked, “What did you say earlier?”

Zhao Feng quickly averted his gaze, not daring to even look at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng scoffed, “Were you trying to say that your godfather is the true master of the Netherworld Troop Formation? That might have been the case if I were not here, but it’s a pity that I’m here.”

Chu Feng raised his right hand, and his Netherworld Troop raised its spear.

The blood-red vortex descended from the sky and imbued itself into the Netherworld Troop’s spear. At this moment, it looked as if Chu Feng’s Netherworld Troop was the true ruler of this realm.

Something even more shocking happened afterward.

The other Netherworld Troops suddenly kneeled at the same time toward Chu Feng, as if kowtowing to their king.

Upon seeing this sight, the Netherworld Sectmembers inside the formation realm fell eerily silent. Other than the whirring of formations, the only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of furiously beating hearts and hastened breathing.

All of them felt goosebumps.

As much as they didn’t want to admit it, Chu Feng had thoroughly stolen control over the Netherworld Troop Formation. Chances were that he was behind the shattering of the token as well.

Chu Feng turned to Zhao Feng once more.

“Damn it!” Zhao Feng cursed under his breath as he tried to escape.

Boom!

A blood-red light descended from the sky, crushing Zhao Feng to the ground and rendering him immobile. This was the oppressive might emanated by Chu Feng’s Netherworld Troop.

“How is this possible? What kind of monster is Chu Feng?!”

The strain he was put under only made Zhao Feng’s mind clearer. He finally understood how Baili Zilin had fallen in defeat to Chu Feng. Chu Feng was strong not just because he wielded superior fighting prowess, but because his potential and talent were at an entirely different level.

It had taken Zhao Feng a long time before he could channel the Netherworld Troop Formation, but Chu Feng learned it with just a glance and even manifested his Netherworld Embryo into an entity far surpassing his.

On top of that, his control over the formation surpassed even that of Baili Xukong’s.

I didn’t know there could be such a huge difference among prodigies.

The other Netherworld Sectmembers also felt something cracking within them as well.

Even the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion’s world spiritists turned pale with fright. They were willing to lay down their lives for the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion, but that didn’t mean that they weren’t afraid of death.

And they could tell that they were no match for the Netherworld Troop Formation.

To make things worse, they couldn’t even escape, for the Netherworld Troop Formation had isolated the space they were in, trapping them within its radius.

Chu Feng’s Netherworld Troop flung its spear.

Everyone’s heart jolted, whether they were in the Flowersea Ordinary Realm or in the formation realm.

Chu Feng had sensed the isolation property of the Netherworld Troop Formation and used it to seal off the Flowersea Ordinary Realm.

With that, Baili Xukong could no longer project his voice to the Netherworld Sectmembers anymore, and Jie Tianran’s observation formation could no longer peer into the Flowersea Ordinary Realm.