Chapter 317

At this moment, the entire Broken Gorge had already fallen into a near‑stagnant Dead Silence.

Some Young Supremes watching the battle here, along with other epochal monster beings drawn by the earth‑shaking war, now seemed as if an invisible hand had clamped their throats, their gazes blankly fixed on the two figures standing side by side at the battlefield's center.

The air was still tinged with the lingering smell of scorched Lei Dian and the cutting sensation of sharp sword intent.

"He… heavens!"

At last, a being managed to break the silence with a hoarse, trembling voice.

"Yong Heng Tian's universally recognized number one of the younger generation… Lei Yuhuang… a Top‑tier Monster bearing the three Great Extreme Realms… was… was so cleanly and decisively defeated by Feng Caichen…?! I… am I dreaming?!"

His words voiced the thoughts of all the onlookers.

"Four… Four Extreme Realm!"

Another heir from an ancient sect muttered absent‑mindedly, his face full of bitterness and bewilderment.

"To share a lifetime with such a terrifying existence… we… we are utterly… desperate?? How… how tragic…"

He looked around and saw his peers, Heavenly Pride, their faces ashen and eyes complicated.

Was any one of them not a one‑in‑ten‑thousand talent within their own faction?

Was any one of them not someone who, after countless hardships, had seized the title of Young Supreme and presumed to stand at the pinnacle of the younger generation?

But now, beneath the radiance of Feng Caichen's Four Polar Realm, blazing like a brilliant sun, all their pride and confidence seemed so dim and lusterless, like fireflies before a bright moon.

"Could it be……we are destined……to become his stepping stones to reach the Absolute Peak, and……the green leaves that set off the red flower?"

Some beings let out sighs of unwillingness, their Dark Hearts suffering an unprecedented impact.

"The landscape of forbidden Heavenly Prides across Zhutian Wanjie……from today onward, I fear it will undergo a complete upheaval!"

A Dark Shadow shrouded in hazy starlight spoke in a deep voice.

"Any Heavenly Pride with ambitions to contend for the Absolute Peak, any ancient orthodox lineage or Supreme Great Sect, will no longer be able to ignore the name Feng Caichen! Once this news spreads, those lofty Peerless Sacred Realms, Undying Aristocratic Families, reclusive Holy Clans, and even the Empire Beast Clans with heaven-connecting bloodlines, the unfathomable Eternal Forbidden Zones, and so forth……I fear none of them will be able to remain calm any longer!"

"The Four Polar Realm, it's too terrifying……this is a living legend, a walking myth!"

Another voice chimed in, filled with marvel. "Feng Caichen, this sword path monster, is destined to become a……resplendent and invincible monument standing before the entire younger generation, one they must look up to and challenge!"

Amidst this endless chorus of shock, awe, fear, and complex discussion, a figure of extraordinary bearing stepped slowly out from the crowd of spectators.

His features were handsome and striking, clad in luxurious robes woven with cloud patterns—he was precisely the Young Master of the Ji Clan of Yong Heng Tian—Ji Hongyu.

At this moment, this young forbidden figure who likewise enjoyed illustrious renown in his own domain, wore not a trace of his usual composure and arrogance. In its place was a reverence that came from the bottom of his heart, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible……stiffness.

He came to a relatively appropriate distance, faced Feng Caichen's direction, and bowed deeply and formally from afar, speaking with incomparably respectful tone:

"This one……of Yong Heng Tian, the Ji Family, Ji Hongyu!"

"Greetings……Lord Feng!"

The three words "Lord Feng" he enunciated clearly and forcefully, filled with reverence for an absolute powerhouse.

Feng Caichen's indifferent gaze swept over Ji Hongyu. Toward this successor of a family from Yong Heng Tian that once seemingly shared old ties with the Wind Clan, he showed no particular emotion, merely nodding slightly in acknowledgment without saying more.

Seeing that Feng Caichen had no intention of conversing, Ji Hongyu felt not the slightest displeasure; instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly bowed once more, and then retreated extremely tactfully and silently back into the crowd, not daring to cause the slightest disturbance.

He was perfectly clear in his heart: even Lei Yuhuang, a Top-tier Monster of the Three Polar Realm, had been suppressed by Feng Caichen and nearly killed outright. The current Feng Caichen was already in a different world from him—no, from the vast majority of so-called Young Supremes present!

Feng Caichen's future was the sea of stars, supreme and alone through the ages!

That was a glorious height he could scarcely reach even in imagination!

"The Ji Clan and the Wind Clan……did indeed have a good relationship back then……"

As he retreated, a complex, hard-to-fathom thought flashed through Ji Hongyu's mind, but it quickly dissolved into a silent sigh.

"A pity, that is all in the past now……the Wind Clan has already become history……"

No!

The moment this thought arose, he fiercely snuffed it out!

Ji Hongyu looked up sharply, gazing once more at that white-robed Dark Shadow, his eyes becoming incomparably resolute!

The Wind Clan still exists!

As long as Feng Caichen is still here!

As long as this Four Polar Realm sword path myth who appeared out of nowhere has not fallen, then the banner of the Wind Clan has never truly been brought down!

It would even, along with his rise, stand tall and unyielding once more, enduring eternally across Zhutian Wanjie!

However, just as the great battle had subsided and everyone's hearts were filled with myriad emotions, brimming with awe toward Feng Caichen—

A sudden change, occurred abruptly!

Without the slightest warning, from the empty Space behind and to the side of Feng Caichen, two attacks of extreme sharpness and eerie enough to make one's scalp tingle, like long-lurking vipers, suddenly launched a fatal strike!

One was a grayish, murky poison stinger no more than a foot long, soundless and traceless. Wherever it passed, even the Void was corroded into winding black trails, exuding an ominous aura that annihilated all vitality and defiled all things!

The other was a blood-red beam of light as thick as a bowl, filled with a will of tyranny, slaughter, and chaos, moving so fast it surpassed the reaction of Divine Sense, heading straight for the vital point at Feng Caichen's back!

These two attacks were not only terrifying in power, but more importantly, they were extremely well concealed. Only in the instant before they struck did that trace of lethal killing intent leak out!

The precision of their timing and the ruthlessness of their strike clearly aimed for a one-hit kill, to thoroughly strangle this Four Polar Realm monster who had just revealed an invincible posture—right in the cradle!

"Hmm?!"

Feng Caichen's Sword Heart Clear and Bright sounded great alarm bells the instant that killing intent leaked, and he sensed that extreme, pure, malevolent will of Destruction!

He instantly wanted to turn and raise his sword!

But a Dark Shadow reacted even faster than he did!

It was precisely Ye Wuque!

The golden lightning man had already warned him that something unclean had its eyes on Lao Feng—how could he not be on guard?

A thread of Divine Sense had been lingering around Feng Caichen all along, closely watching for any sign of disturbance!

The instant the gray poison stinger and the blood-red light beam tore open the Void—

"Hmph!"

Ye Wuque coldly snorted. Without any visible gesture, a Golden Great Hand condensed purely from boundless Divine Power and supreme battle intent arrived after yet struck first, as if it had been waiting there all along, appearing out of thin air with five fingers spread wide like a sky-supporting wall, crashing down ferociously!