Chapter 122: The Opportunity to Advance to Martial Saint

"What is going on?"

Wulie Daoren discovered with surprise.

The Heaven-Turning Seal in his own hand was actually becoming somewhat uncontrollable.

"What exactly did you do to my Heaven-Turning Seal?"

"Hehe, nothing much!"

Chu Feng smiled slightly, "I just felt that this seal of yours is quite good, so I'll graciously accept it!"

"You..."

Wulie Daoren felt like he was about to explode.

What kind of freak was this exactly?

It would be one thing if his combat power was formidable.

Damn it!

How could he also have the ability to seize control of someone else's Dharma Artifact?

"Hehe, naturally I have to thank your Dao Sect's secret that is never passed on!"

Chu Feng laughed inwardly.

Benefiting from having cultivated the Nine Heavens Heart Method to Great Accomplishment.

Chu Feng's Mental Power had already reached a truly terrifying level.

Although it had not yet reached the formidable state of a Land Immortal, it was more than enough to deal with cultivators at the Great Vehicle Stage.

Therefore, ever since Wuyang Daoren gifted him a Jade Lion, Wulie Daoren had followed up by gifting him a Heaven-Turning Seal.

Profit!

A huge profit!

"Damn it, stop laying your hands on the holy object of my Hunyuan Sect!"

Seeing that it was truly impossible to compete with Chu Feng for control.

Wulie Daoren simply gave it up entirely.

A sinister look appeared on his face, and his hands formed a very strange gesture.

"Hehe, got it!"

Chu Feng snatched the Heaven-Turning Seal over.

Then, he did not forget to blow on it and wipe it off on his own body.

"Thanks!"

Chu Feng shook the item in his hand, expressing his gratitude to Wulie Daoren.

"Hmph, you're welcome!"

Wulie Daoren let out a cold snort, revealing a smile of a scheme successfully executed.

"Hmm?"

What kind of devious plan is this old bastard cooking up?

Chu Feng thought to himself.

This old thing clearly wasn't up to any good.

It was just that he didn't understand what kind of trick this guy was preparing to pull.

"Brat, I have to say, you are the only genius I have ever seen in my life. If not for this conflict, my Hunyuan Sect would be willing to accept you as the Saint Son and appoint you as the first successor to the position of Sect Master!

But now that the mistake has been made, I have no choice but to eliminate you!"

Chu Feng retorted without the slightest politeness.

"Old bastard, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue with all that wind? With just this bit of strength, what can you do to me? Now that your Dharma treasure has been snatched away by me, use whatever other skills you have!"

"Hehe, here it comes!"

A sharp glint flashed in Wulie Daoren's eyes.

Chu Feng saw the Heaven-Turning Seal in his hand suddenly erupt with an extremely scorching temperature.

"Not good!"

Chu Feng was greatly alarmed.

He immediately moved to throw away the Heaven-Turning Seal in his hand.

"Haha, too late!"

Boom!

The Heaven-Turning Seal exploded with a bang like a grenade.

The violent sound of the explosion stirred up an extremely intense storm in the surroundings.

Even the army camp, which was quite far away, was affected.

"What... what is going on?"

Everyone was shocked.

The intense storm caused the main camp to fall into chaos.

Many warhorses were extremely terrified at this moment and panicked, trying to flee the area.

"Steady, everyone damn well keep it steady for me!"

The generals in the camp immediately took emergency measures, which finally stabilized the formation.

In the main camp tent.

Lu Bingyu had already been sent back to the main camp by Chu Feng.

Lu Shuwan and the others immediately carried her back into the camp.

"Bing Yu, you must hold on!"

Lu Shuwan gripped Lu Bingyu's hand tightly, "That guy Chu Feng hasn't even married yet, you must hold on!"

They were both women, and they had been in contact for so long.

She could naturally tell that Lu Bingyu had already fallen for Chu Feng.

Although she was very reluctant in her heart, she had no intention of blaming Lu Bingyu.

If there was anyone to blame, it was herself for not being willing to reveal her female identity to Chu Feng.

"Chu... Chu Feng... y-you must win..."

Boom!

A massive peal of thunder instantly rang out in the sky.

Countless dark clouds had now shrouded the entire world.

Looking back at the scene where Chu Feng and Wulie Daoren were confronting each other.

This place had completely devolved into an ocean of lightning.

Countless bolts of lightning were constantly clashing and churning around Chu Feng.

As for Wulie Daoren, the bystander, he was quietly admiring his own masterpiece.

"Heh, you brat, did you really think I would actually give you the Heaven-Turning Seal for nothing?"

"To tell you the truth, this Heaven-Turning Seal was forged by the founder of my sect and has been nourished by successive sect leaders; the energy it contains is terrifyingly immense, with power comparable to a Forbidden Spell!"

"If it weren't for the fact that this item was about to fall into the hands of a thief like you, how could I have destroyed an ancestral treasure!"

Wulie Daoren pointed at Chu Feng inside and roared angrily.

Destroying an object of the founder was a grave sin.

But to eliminate a major threat for the sect, this trade was worth it!

"Damn it, you old bastard, you actually dared to scheme against me!"

Chu Feng pointed at Wulie Daoren outside and cursed loudly.

He had spent his life hunting geese only to have his eyes pecked by one today.

He hadn't expected to be schemed against by this old fox in the end.

What he hadn't expected even more was that this old guy would have such resolve, choosing to cut off his own arm to survive in the face of a threat; he was truly worthy of being a sect leader.

"Damn it, what should I do?"

Chu Feng thought to himself.

If he didn't find a way quickly, he would surely be buried in this sea of lightning.

But just at this moment.

He suddenly discovered that his body was actually becoming even tougher within this sea of lightning.

What was even more peculiar was.

His entry-level "Purple Firmament Profound Heaven Art" was running frantically.

It seemed to be devouring the power of the lightning.

"Damn, there's actually such a strange thing?"

According to what Xu Hu had told him.

This cultivation art was a Martial Emperor-level technique.

He had only obtained half of it during a conflict with the Cui Family of Great Chu, which was why he had been stuck at the entry-level stage and unable to continue his cultivation.

He hadn't expected this half-finished technique to play such a crucial role at a critical moment.

"Since the Purple Firmament Profound Heaven Art can absorb the power of lightning, why don't I use this lightning to break through to the Martial Saint realm!"

No sooner said than done.

He was currently stuck at the peak perfection of the Martial Venerable realm and unable to advance an inch.

He needed an opportunity to make a breakthrough.

And this lightning storm was exactly that opportunity.

Because he discovered that besides the Purple Firmament Profound Heaven Art being able to absorb the power of lightning, he also sensed that the shackles on his cultivation had actually begun to loosen.

Boom!

Now Chu Feng no longer needed to hold back.

He completely let go of his body and desperately absorbed the surrounding lightning.

Even though the pain was like being sliced by a thousand knives, the transformation that followed made him tireless.

Gradually!

The lightning that had been raging and violent just a moment ago was now gradually shrinking.

And Chu Feng's aura was also constantly expanding at this moment, already beginning to take the shape of a Martial Saint.

"This... how is this possible?"

Seeing this situation.

Wulie Daoren's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

He also sensed that something was wrong.

He felt that the power of the lightning was gradually shrinking, while Chu Feng's aura and cultivation were constantly expanding.

It had clearly already surpassed the scope of a Martial Venerable and was heading straight for the Martial Saint realm.

"Mon... monster, this is simply a monster!"

Shocked, Wulie Daoren immediately chose to flee.

Once the opponent advanced to the Martial Saint realm, he would have no chance of survival.

When he was a Martial Venerable, he was already beaten so badly he couldn't lift his head, let alone when he was a Martial Saint.

After making up his mind.

Wulie Daoren immediately transformed into a streak of light and fled into the distance.

But what he did not know was.

A long arrow had already locked onto him at this moment.