Martial God Asura

Chapter 6679: Zi Ling’s Might

Brandishing her God Armament, Zi Ling sliced through the Netherworld Sectmembers with ease like an indomitable war goddess. No one could stop her.

Her cultivation had grown much stronger than before.

“It’s another rank five Heavenly God, and she’s gorgeous as well! Chu Feng, is she from your Chu Clan Alliance as well? Just how many experts do you have in your ranks?!” Fei exclaimed in astonishment.

Despite being a distance away, he could still feel Zi Ling’s incredible strength. Above all, he also saw Zi Ling’s beautiful face. He couldn’t help but gulp down his saliva.

“That’s my big brother’s lover, big sister Zi Ling,” Little Fishy hurriedly reminded, fearing that Fei would say something disrespectful out of ignorance.

“Zi Ling? I have heard about her. She’s a disciple from the Hidden Dragon Martial Sect, right? Chu Feng met her in the Ancestral Martial Lower Realm. I didn’t know she’s this beautiful. Chu Feng, I must say that you have great luck with women!” Fei smacked Chu Feng’s shoulder.

“You know big sister Zi Ling?” Little Fishy was taken aback.

“Who doesn’t know about her? Practically everyone in the Ancestral Martial Galaxy knows about Chu Feng’s relationship with Zi Ling!” Fei replied.

“That’s true.” Little Fishy nodded in agreement.

Most of what she knew about Chu Feng and Zi Ling was from hearsay. Those things were not secrets; those who were curious about Chu Feng’s past could easily acquire this information just by asking around in the Ancestral Martial Lower Realm.

While Little Fishy and Fei were conversing, Chu Feng’s attention was focused on Zi Ling.

He could tell that Zi Ling’s base cultivation was not at rank five Heavenly God level; she should be at rank two Heavenly God level. She was enveloped in three layers of blood-red auras, with each layer presumably raising her cultivation by a rank.

“Yet another fearless one. Milord, I’ll deal with her,” Xiahou Jue said.

He raised his cultivation to rank five Heavenly God level before leading his troops to surround Zi Ling, attacking her from all directions.

Zi Ling appeared to have sensed their movements. Her body abruptly vanished, leaving just a lingering blood-red aura in her wake.

While the crowd was figuring out what was going on, a blood-red aura suddenly erupted from Chu Feng’s bamboo boat. The Netherworld God Bestowment’s energy had yet to fully dissipate, but the blood-red aura simply shrouded it as well.

Then, Zi Ling appeared on the bamboo boat. The blood-red aura surrounding her naturally manifested in the form of lotuses. There were also blood-red lotus imprints on her forehead and her eyes.

Her cultivation had further risen to rank six Heavenly God level.

“Big brother Chu Feng, did I arrive on time?” Zi Ling asked.

It was also then that the Netherworld God Bestowment’s energy finally fully dissipated. Had she been a second later, Chu Feng would have been in danger of being captured.

“How did you know I was here, Zi Ling?” Chu Feng asked.

“I saw this phenomenon shortly after I came out of closed-door training. I noticed that it was identical to the painting you once showed me. I thought that you would be here, so I came here to look for you,” Zi Ling replied via voice transmission.

She was being discreet because she knew what this phenomenon meant to Chu Feng, and that it would be unwise for others to know about it.

“Be careful, Zi Ling. It’ll be best if we can retreat from here. The Netherworld Sect has multiple people who can raise their cultivation to rank six Heavenly God level,” Chu Feng said.

“All right.” Zi Ling nodded.

Boom!

A powerful burst of martial power suddenly gushed toward Chu Feng. It was from Baili Xukong.

As Chu Feng had expected, Baili Xukong was able to raise his cultivation to rank six Heavenly God.

However, Zi Ling was prepared for this. She swung her sword and sliced Baili Xukong’s attack in half. “Big brother Chu Feng, I’ll bring you all to safety!”

She began charging out of the encirclement while pulling the bamboo boat with her using her blood-red aura.

“Activate the formation!” Baili Xukong shouted.

The Netherworld Sectmembers immediately formed hand seals.

The surrounding space began to warp, and the Netherworld Sectmembers seemed to vanish. The world turned reddish-purple, and miserable wails filled the air. It was as if they had been transported into hell.

Space suddenly shattered, and the earth collapsed. Several humongous mouths appeared out of nowhere. Dark-red auras gushed out from those mouths.

“Zi Ling, this must be a martial power illusion formation from the Netherworld Sect. Such formations typically don’t have formation cores, but they can absorb martial skills. You should be able to breach it by unleashing your most powerful strike without using any martial skills,” Chu Feng said.

Zi Ling did as she was told and swung her God Armament.

Clang!

The space reverberated.

A powerful sword aura gushed out, but it failed to pierce through the dark-red aura. It looked like the attack had been devoured by the world.

“What’s going on? I didn’t use any martial skill.” Zi Ling was confused.

The dark-red aura encroached on her, and her body began to rot. Bizarre wounds appeared on her body.

Zi Ling frowned.

“Chu Feng, let me out to help Zi Ling,” Eggy urged.

“There’s no need for that. She should be able to overcome it on her own,” Chu Feng replied, knowing that Eggy would have to sacrifice her life for that.

However, he meant his words. Zi Ling was likely able to deal with the current situation.

Chu Feng formed a hand seal. The formation constructed by the Chu Clan Alliance emanated a brilliant golden light as it poured a flood of martial power into Zi Ling’s body. “Zi Ling, accept the formation’s energy.”

He noticed that Zi Ling’s fighting prowess had gone down significantly when raising her cultivation from rank five to rank six Heavenly God, thus putting her at a huge disadvantage when dealing with the Netherworld Sect’s formation.

But as long as her fighting prowess was raised, she should be able to stand her ground.

Buffed by the Chu Clan Alliance’s formation, Zi Ling’s blood-red aura lotuses emanated a golden gleam, and her fighting prowess soared.

Seeing that the dark-red aura was encroaching on her once more, she swung her sword without any hesitation.

Her blade wielded unstoppable might, slicing through everything that stood in its path, be it the dark red aura and this bizarre realm. The bizarre realm dissipated, and the Netherworld Sect’s army reappeared before their lines of sight.

“She broke through our formation?” Baili Xukong’s expression turned grim as he pulled out his God Armament saber.