Chapter 446: with translation of chapter title

After the earth-shattering boom, the entire Wangyue Mountain was still violently trembling.

Jiang Feng stood in place, firmly steadying his stance as energy waves struck his body, a heavy dull pain surging in his chest.

Not far away, Ma Cheng was already trembling all over from fear.

He hid behind a huge rock, peeking out his head to watch the terrifying scene before him, his face as pale as paper.

Ma Cheng never imagined that his master Gu Xuanming's power had become this terrifying.

Yet even such a terrifying master, his full-force strike just now still couldn't take down Jiang Feng?

Ma Cheng stared fixedly at Jiang Feng's silhouette, wondering just how many trump cards this guy had.

The more Ma Cheng thought, the more fearful he became; his earlier plan to seek revenge on Jiang Feng now seemed nothing but a foolish daydream.

Forget revenge; even a casual strike from Jiang Feng could probably kill him instantly.

At that moment, the black mist drifting through the mountain forest suddenly surged, gathering like a tide and gradually condensing into a familiar figure.

Gu Xuanming's face was no longer calm as before; a clear hint of surprise appeared on his face.

He stared fixedly at Jiang Feng, his voice tinged with a slight tremor.

"You… you actually managed to withstand my Martial Venerable Power?"

That strike just now, he had already used Martial Ancestor Level power, borrowing the strength of Wangyue Mountain's body; even an ordinary Martial Ancestor Strongman might not easily withstand it, yet Jiang Feng, merely a Half-step Martial Ancestor, actually endured it head-on.

Gu Xuanming's heart was now filled with fear.

This fear was stronger than when he faced Xuan Yuan Zhenren years ago.

Back then, Xuan Yuan Zhenren was also a Martial Ancestor Level strongman, his strength greater than Gu Xuanming's; in their battle, he nearly blew Gu Xuanming apart.

Yet back then, he felt no panic.

Because Xuan Yuan Zhenren was already several hundred years old then; even a Martial Ancestor Strongman had at most a millennium of lifespan, so if he endured, he would eventually wait for Xuan Yuan Zhenren's lifespan to run out.

Then he could return to the martial world and revive the might of the Gu Wang Sect.

But Jiang Feng was different.

How old is Jiang Feng? Gu Xuanming could tell at a glance that Jiang Feng's bone age was definitely under thirty, still a young man.

A Half-step Martial Ancestor so young being able to withstand his Martial Venerable Power was nothing short of a fantasy!

Even if he had trained nonstop since birth, he shouldn't have such terrifying power!

Even if Jiang Feng had external power boosting him, he shouldn't be this strong—able to clash with him in his Martial Ancestor Domain without falling behind?

Gu Xuanming had lived nearly a hundred years, seen countless talents, but never before encountered a monster like Jiang Feng.

This was the first time he felt deep dread toward a young person.

His mind roared wildly.

He must kill Jiang Feng! He had to kill him!

If he didn't take out Jiang Feng today, letting him keep growing, the next time they met Jiang Feng would surely die!

Once this thought arose, it could not be suppressed, and Gu Xuanming's gaze grew ever colder.

He instinctively turned his head, his gaze falling on Ma Cheng, still trembling all over as he hid behind the rock nearby.

Seeing Ma Cheng's terrified, flustered state, Gu Xuanming's mouth curled into a cold, icy smile.

"I've raised you for so many years; it's time for you to repay me."

Hearing those words, Ma Cheng's body stiffened, a piercing chill surging from his feet through his whole body in an instant.

He instinctively lifted his head, looking toward Gu Xuanming, and met his icy gaze, a sudden ominous feeling rising in his heart.

"Master… Master, what… what do you mean?"

Ma Cheng's voice trembled uncontrollably, his words incoherent; he wanted to flee, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead, unable to move a step.

But before he could react, Gu Xuanming closed his eyes, his lips twitching rapidly as he began chanting an obscure, hard-to-understand incantation.

"Ah!"

A piercing, agonized scream erupted from Ma Cheng's mouth.

Ma Cheng clutched his head with both hands, his body convulsing violently, his face showing extreme anguish; his skin withered at a visible pace, as if his refined blood were being forcibly sucked out, rapidly draining.

Within just a few seconds, Ma Cheng's scream faded, his body ceased convulsing, turning into a completely desiccated corpse.

Gu Xuanming slowly opened his eyes, his eyes turning scarlet.

"A mere Heavenly Human Realm is not enough! I need more power! More refined blood!"

"Ah!"

Gu Xuanming let out a mad roar.

With his roar, the trembling of the entire Wangyue Mountain intensified, as if it were about to tear the mountain apart.

Countless black mist spewed from cracks in the ground, and the flora and fauna of the mountain forest—birds, beasts, insects, fish—had their life force forcibly drawn out by an invisible power, flowing along the black mist into Gu Xuanming's body.

Gu Xuanming's aura was rapidly climbing at a visible pace.

Originally just the aura of a Half-step Martial Ancestor, it was now growing thicker and more overbearing, drawing ever closer to the true Martial Ancestor Realm.

At that moment, Kun Long's anxious voice sounded again in Jiang Feng's mind.

"Little Jiang Feng, hurry up and interrupt him! Quick! He's absorbing all the living beings of Wangyue Mountain for himself, forcibly breaking through the Martial Ancestor Threshold!"

Jiang Feng's heart jolted, his eyes instantly becoming extremely grave.

He could clearly sense that the surrounding life force was rapidly fading, while Gu Xuanming's aura kept surging.

"This guy's gone mad!"

Jiang Feng thought to himself, if Gu Xuanming succeeded in absorbing all the life force, breaking through the Martial Ancestor Threshold to become a true Martial Ancestor Strongman!

By then, not even him, even if he teamed up with Kun Long, might not be a match for Gu Xuanming!

"It looks like he's determined to kill you today! Absolutely cannot let him succeed! Quickly activate your technique, unleash a full-force strike to interrupt his absorption, or it'll be too late!"

Jiang Feng dared not hesitate even a bit, immediately taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the pain in his chest.

The Dragon-Subduing Prison King's Technique and Trapped Dragon Power quickly merged; in the golden true qi, the dragon shadow grew increasingly clear, and the golden light on his body grew stronger, shaking the surrounding black mist into continual retreat.

Dragon-Subduing Prison King's Technique, break for me!

Jiang Feng let out a low shout; the true qi in his body surged wildly, the golden dragon shadow grew huge again, brimming with mighty dragon might and righteous aura, as he rushed fiercely toward Gu Xuanming.

At this moment, Gu Xuanming was immersed in the pleasure of absorbing power!

Feeling Jiang Feng's attack, he slowly opened his scarlet eyes, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold sneer.

Overestimating yourself! I'm not someone you can shake now!

As his words fell, Gu Xuanming waved his hands, countless black mist coalesced into a huge black shield, blocking in front of him.

Bang!

The golden dragon shadow slammed hard into the black shield, emitting an earth-shattering roar; the strong energy ripple spread again, shaking the surrounding rocks into flying dance, and the cracks in the ground widened a bit more.

Smoke and dust filled the air, making the scene ahead barely visible.

The black shield trembled violently under the impact of the golden dragon shadow, ripples spreading across it, numerous tiny cracks appearing, yet it was not shattered instantly.

The Gu Insects that lunged at the Golden Dragon Shadow were instantly subdued by the Dragon Might, falling dead and turning into pools of black slime.

Are you ready to die, Jiang Feng?

Gu Xuanming's voice carried a deadly killing intent!