Martial God Asura

Chapter 6171: Surrender

“What’s wrong, ant? Why did your attack dissipate before reaching me?” the enigmatic figure sneered from the golden idol. His voice was calm yet imposing, like a god issuing orders to a mortal, but it also carried ridicule. 

Instead of bickering, Zhao Daobin hurled a punch forth. His martial power fist smashed through several mountains, leaving huge explosions in its wake. 

However, the outcome was the same as before—his attack dissipated before it could get close to the enigmatic figure. 

“Something is weird about that fellow, and he harbors hostility toward us. Should we retreat?” Jie Mubai asked Zhao Daobin via voice transmission.

The two of them had been hiding in the shadows together, but who could have expected the enigmatic figure to find them?

Jie Mubai thought Zhao Daobin was discovered because his concealment wasn’t refined enough, but he had to reconsider that conjecture now. The enigmatic figure was a powerful adversary, so much so it wouldn’t be surprising for him to see through their concealment.  

“Hah…” Zhao Daobin suddenly burst into laughter. With a wave of his arms, he whipped out two God Armaments. “You must think lightly of our Zhao Immortal Clan to dare provoke me. It’ll be a stain to our Zhao Immortal Clan’s reputation if I back off here. I must teach this arrogant fellow a lesson today!”

Zhao Daobin suddenly vanished. By the time he reappeared, he was already standing above the golden idol. 

The difference in their physiques was so huge that it looked like a mortal was challenging a god, but Zhao Daobin was fearless. Size was of little significance to cultivators of their caliber.

His face suddenly warped in shock when he approached the enigmatic figure. Much to his astonishment, his cultivation was suddenly suppressed from rank three Heavenly God to rank one Heavenly God. 

However, it was too late to back off. He swung his blade down on the golden sculpture.

In response, a golden light shot forth from the golden idol, piercing through his martial power and gushing straight toward him.

Zhao Daobin hurriedly twisted to the side to dodge the attack before resuming his offense.

The golden idol continuously unleashed beams of golden light, preventing Zhao Daobin from closing the distance between them. 

As the crowd watched the spectacle, Ouyang Mingzhang and the other Heavenly Gods fell into contemplation. 

“Did he suppress his cultivation lest others claim it to be an unfair victory?” Ouyang Mingzhang murmured. 

He sensed Zhao Daobin’s cultivation being suppressed as he approached the enigmatic figure. 

“Mucheng.” Long Moxiao and Long Mochuan turned to Long Mucheng.

Long Mucheng nodded with uneasy eyes. She was initially uncertain, but it was evident by this point that the enigmatic figure was a member of the God Clan they had previously encountered.

The God Clan entered the world of cultivation in the end. 

… 

Meanwhile, Chu Feng sat on the circle platform, unfazed by the bombardment of killing intent.

Soon, he reached the bottom of the Immemorial Massacre Sea. 

Eggy couldn’t see anything as Chu Feng’s eyes were tightly shut, so she asked out of concern, “Chu Feng, are you fine?”

She could tell Chu Feng was still in decent condition, so she couldn’t understand why he adamantly kept his eyes closed.

“Eggy, will you blame me if I give up now?” Chu Feng suddenly asked.

“You’re going to give up? Why? Is the subsequent trial even harder?” Eggy asked.

“The price of failure is too great. I can’t afford it.”

“You can choose. I’ll support you no matter your decision.”

“Let’s leave then.”

Chu Feng finally opened his eyes. 

Through Chu Feng’s eyes, Eggy saw an underwater tunnel resembling a spirit formation gate amidst the seawater around them. Black seawater revolved around the entrance, making it look even more repressive, dangerous, and mysterious. 

This entrance held a mysterious allure that drew one in to take a look. 

“Do we walk down this passageway if we wish to proceed?” Eggy asked.

“That’s right,” Chu Feng replied as he rose into the air.

As he had overcome the killing intent trial earlier, no ‘Kill’ characters had fallen on him when he surrendered. In fact, all the ‘Kill’ characters in the sky had disappeared, and the circle platform rose together with him. 

It didn’t take long for Chu Feng to return to the water surface.

Shortly after the circle platform reached the surface, it vanished.

“Big brother, are you fine?” Little Fishy anxiously rushed forward to examine Chu Feng’s condition.

Fortunately, Chu Feng was in good condition.

“What about you? Are you fine?” Chu Feng returned the question.

“Of course I’m fine! Big brother, did it work?” Little Fishy asked.

“No, I gave up. The Immemorial Massacre Sea is too difficult to overcome. I am not confident of overcoming the next trial,” Chu Feng replied.

“The Immemorial Massacre Sea is the most difficult trial of the Three Immemorial Seas. We can always try again next time,” Little Fishy said. 

“You are good at consoling others,” Chu Feng said with a chuckle.

The two of them returned to the Immemorial Massacre Sea’s entrance. It didn’t take them long to make the journey back now that there were no obstacles in their path. 

As soon as they stepped out of the black vortex, they sensed something was amiss.  

The nine-colored lightning formation sealing off the entrance was impressive by itself, but there was also a golden idol in the sky emanating beams of golden light as if attacking something.

Taking a closer look, the golden light was attacking an old man.

It was a battle between two Heavenly Gods.

“What’s the situation?” Chu Feng asked Long Chengyu.

Long Chengyu had been staring intently at the sky even though he couldn’t see the details of the fight. It was only when he heard Chu Feng’s voice transmission that he realized Chu Feng and Little Fishy had returned.

Long Chengyu, Long Mucheng, and the Ouyang Heavenly Clan’s juniors quickly huddled around Chu Feng and Little Fishy.

“Miss, I know who you are now,” Ouyang Kuangfei said gleefully.

Little Fishy ignored him.

“You are Xianhai Yu’er,’ Ouyang Kuangfei said.

Chu Feng and Little Fishy immediately turned to Long Chengyu.

Little Fishy’s disguise was ingenious, so it was unlikely for Ouyang Kuangfei to have figured it out by himself. Thus, the two of them immediately suspected the big-mouthed Long Chengyu of divulging her identity. 

It was unlikely to be Long Muxi as she was more discreet.

Long Chengyu saw through their thoughts and hurriedly waved his hand, saying, “It isn’t me! Your names appeared on that stone monument!”

“The stone monument?” Chu Feng quickly turned to the stone monument, but there was nothing on it. 

“Your names appeared earlier. That was what landed us in our current situation,” Long Mucheng spoke up. 

She proceeded to explain the situation to Chu Feng and Little Fishy.

“The God Clan?” Chu Feng looked at the sky with complicated eyes. 

Now that he was taking a second look, he could detect the God Clan’s aura in the sky.