Martial God Asura

Holding his God Armament saber with a single hand, Zhao Daobin charged at Shen Bai.

He had opted for a close-range attack instead of a long-range attack, knowing that Shen Bai had the uncanny power to weaken any approaching long-range attack.

To defeat Shen Bai, he required absolute power that towered above the other party even when the other party suppressed his cultivation down to rank one Heavenly God.

Shoosh!

Shen Bai suddenly vanished, only to reappear in front of Zhao Daobin.

Zhao Daobin didn’t panic.

He released the martial skill he had already charged up in his God Armament saber and hacked down on Shen Bai. It was a much faster and stronger attack than before.

Boom!

Zhao Daobin’s powerful martial power ravaged space, but his complexion darkened. Despite having successfully executed the attack, he failed to inflict any damage on Shen Bai.

On the contrary, Shen Bai even grabbed his God Armament saber with bare hands.

Zhao Daobin couldn’t accept this outcome.

Shen Bai wasn’t even wielding a God Armament, but he had already consumed Immemorial Divine Water to draw out his strength to the greatest extent. It was as if he had never stood a chance from the very start.

“Did you think you would be on par with me just because you drank Immemorial Divine Water? Old thing, there is something this god must do now. I don’t have time to waste on you.” Shen Bai coldly eyed Zhao Daobin.

What he did next shocked the crowd.

By exerting more force with his palm, the nigh-indestructible God Armament saber shattered into fragments. Just how powerful must he be to destroy God Armaments so easily?

Shen Bai grabbed Zhao Daobin by the neck and flitted forth.

Boom!

The nine-colored divine lightning dissipated.

The Ouyang Heavenly Clansmen collapsed to the floor. The luckier ones got away with just bleeding from their seven apertures, whereas the unlucky ones passed out. Even their nine Heavenly God level clan protection elders sustained considerable injuries.

Shen Bai had destroyed the formation channeled by the Ouyang Heavenly Clan using their bloodline powers.

What was even more terrifying was that Shen Bai was no longer in the sky but at the Immemorial Massacre Sea’s entrance, still holding onto the rank three Heavenly God level Zhao Daobin like a dead dog.

“Is Chu Feng around?” Shen Bai looked around, searching for Chu Feng.

Knowing there was nowhere to escape, Chu Feng stepped forward.

“Ah, you’re here,” Shen Bai said with a chuckle.

He hurled Zhao Daobin onto the floor, sat down on him, and rested a foot on his head.

Zhao Daobin felt humiliated, but he was powerless to fight back. This was the massive gap in their fighting prowess!

“I heard a lot about you while I was out. They say you’re the strongest junior in the present era, and there has never been and will never be anyone like you. I rarely intervene in the affairs of mere ants, since ants are ants no matter how powerful they are. I can easily crush you just by exerting a bit more force.

“But I heard something infuriating. Someone as unworthy as you is on good terms with Xianhai Yu’er?”

Shen Bai unleashed his oppressive might. Many people hurriedly kneeled and begged for mercy, fearing that he would take their lives.

“Shut up. You are being eyesores!”

Shen Bai flung his sleeves, and a bloodbath ensued. Those who had begged for their lives were obliterated on the spot.

The remaining survivors stiffened in fear. They dared not to even breathe loudly.

Shen Bai turned his displeased gaze back to Chu Feng. He didn’t suppress Chu Feng with his oppressive might, hoping to intimidate the latter into begging for mercy like the others.

Chu Feng, despite his weakness, remained unfazed.

This only further irked Shen Bai.

“Where’s Yu’er?” Chu Feng asked.

“Yu’er? What an endearing way of addressing her. Are you qualified to call her that?” Shen Bai scoffed with cold eyes.

Anyone else in Chu Feng’s position would have suffered a meltdown by this point, but Chu Feng merely stared back at Shen Bai with wintry eyes.

“I’m asking you where’s Yu’er,” Chu Feng asked once more.

Shing!

A beam of golden light shot forth and pierced through Chu Feng’s chest.

“You’re courting death.”

Long Mucheng, Long Chengyu, Long Muxi, and the others were stunned. Even the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s injured clan protection elders got ready to make a move.

But Chu Feng raised his hand and shouted, “Don’t move.”

His shout kept the others from doing anything foolish despite seething with rage.

Deep down, they were aware that they stood no chance against someone who could subdue Zhao Daobin so easily. There was nothing they could do that would make a difference.

Despite being pierced by a golden light, Chu Feng’s expression remained impassive.

“You aren’t afraid of death?” Shen Bai asked.

Chu Feng didn’t answer. He continued staring at Shen Bai, awaiting the latter’s answer.

Little Fishy had previously mentioned that the Immortal Sea Fish Clan had forged an alliance with the God Clan, and Shen Bai’s earlier attitude toward her was amicable too.

Still, there was something about Shen Bai’s attitude that unnerved Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was worried Little Fishy was in trouble.

Shen Bai’s eyes also remained fixed on Chu Feng. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, this man named Chu Feng was indeed different from the other ants.

When he couldn’t break Chu Feng through physical torture, he retracted his golden light and assessed Chu Feng with playful eyes.

“I hope you don’t think you are worthy of Xianhai Yu’er. Let me enlighten you before you die. The Immortal Sea Fish Clan sought our support, and they offered to marry Xianhai Yu’er into our clan for that. The so-called Immortal Clans and Immortal Sects are mere ants before our God Clan, but Xianhai Yu’er was fortunate. She caught my big brother’s eye.

“My big brother is Shen Yi, and he is someone you can never hope to reach. Not only is he the strongest individual in our God Clan, but he will also be the god who unites the world of cultivation!”

Shen Bai’s face lit up with pride and glee as he introduced Shen Yi.

Chu Feng didn’t say a word, but he was already seething with rage.

He had long sensed that something was amiss with Little Fishy, and it didn’t look like Shen Bai was weaving a story here just to provoke him. His ominous feeling was founded.

“I heard there’s a prophecy in the world of cultivation saying this is God’s Era, yet you ants are still competing among yourselves. How ignorant can you ants get? There are gods in this era, and that’s our God Clan. You measly ants have nothing to do with it. It is Xianhai Yu’er’s fortune to marry into our God clan.

“Ah, our God Clan has a tradition of sharing wives and concubines among brothers, and there are a hundred of us here. Yu’er might be married to my big brother in name, but that makes her my woman too,” Shen Bai said with a disgusting, taunting sneer.

Chu Feng didn’t say a word; he coldly stared at Shen Bai to etch his disgusting face in his mind.

“I’m bringing Yu’er back to consummate her marriage with my big brother. What a pity. It would have been fun to let you witness it in person, but that’s no place for mere ants like you. Not to mention all of you are going to die today.”

Shen Bai unleashed a brilliant golden light alongside overwhelming killing intent.