Martial God Asura (Web Novel)-Chapter 6551: The Level of a Commander

Chapter 6551: Commander Level

“Oh? Does that mean that their formation doesn’t pose a threat to you?” Eggy asked.

“I believe so, but I’m not sure how I can activate my Netherworld Embryo,” Chu Feng replied.

He turned around to look at the Netherworld Sectmembers, only to see them standing completely still.

The Seven Realms Sacred Mansion’s world spiritists had caught up with them, but they kept their distance, presumably because they knew that Chu Feng wouldn’t be easy to deal with.

Chu Feng ignored the world spiritists and focused on the Netherworld Sectmembers.

The Netherworld Sectmembers emitted a blood-red aura that gushed into the sky and fused with the blood-red world. This formation was beyond their current means to control; they must have used a special method and paid a heavy price to construct and activate it.

Chu Feng observed the Netherworld Sectmembers, hoping to figure out the complete formula from their current hand seals. If he could decipher the formula, he could potentially channel his Netherworld Embryo and fuse it into the formation as well.

Unfortunately, it was too difficult for even Chu Feng to figure out the complete formula from just a single hand seal.

“Ahahahaha!” Zhao Feng, who was being held hostage by Chu Feng, suddenly let out an arrogant laugh. “You’re cornered now, Chu Feng!”

An idea popped into Chu Feng’s mind. He turned to Zhao Feng and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

“This is our Netherworld Sect’s Netherworld Troop Formation. We prepared teleportation formations beforehand to transport not us but our Netherworld Embryos. What you’re seeing now is not just simple formation entities but the manifestations of our Netherworld Embryos. This is a formation that we have devoted our life force and our bloodlines to. It’s not something your martial skills can match.

“This formation is invincible within its cultivation rank! You’re cornered now, Chu Feng. If you surrender right now, I can consider speaking up on your behalf to my godfather to grant you a quick death,” Zhao Feng said.

“Is that so?” Chu Feng chuckled as he took out a pill.

“What are you planning to do, Chu Feng? My godfather won’t let you off if you dare kill me. Everyone you know will be implicated by your recklessness.” Zhao Feng thought that Chu Feng had taken out a poison pill and panicked.

The other Netherworld Sectmembers anxiously channeled the Netherworld Troops to rush over to rescue Zhao Feng.

Chu Feng forcefully stuffed the pill into Zhao Feng’s mouth.

Zhao Feng was stunned. To his bewilderment, the pill was a recovery pill. His pain was vanishing, and he was regaining his fighting prowess. Chu Feng... is treating me? Is he intimidated by my threats?

A cold sneer formed on Zhao Feng’s lips as his panic dissipated. Hmph. I guess that’s all the legendary Chu Feng amounts to. He’s ultimately a coward who fears death.

Chu Feng flung his sleeves and tossed Zhao Feng off, saying, “The Netherworld Troop Formation? It’s nothing but a show. I have nothing to fear, even if you participate in the formation as well.”

Zhao Feng was in disbelief, but it looked like Chu Feng truly wanted him to channel the Netherworld Troop Formation as well. He knew about the dangers of the Netherworld Troop Formation—not only would his cultivation regress, but he risked losing his life if the formation was maintained for too long.

He wouldn’t have channeled his formation under normal circumstances.

But he knew that Baili Xukong and the other experts of the Netherworld Sect were observing his every move.

The other Netherworld Sectmembers were already channeling the Netherworld Troop Formation. If he didn’t participate in this formation right now, he wouldn’t receive any credit if they subdued Chu Feng through this formation.

So, he had no choice but to join the formation.

“You arrogant fool. Since you seek death, I’ll grant your wish!” Zhao Feng sneered as he formed his hand seals.

Meanwhile, Cang Li and the others were confused.

“Is Chu Feng out of his mind, or does he have a trick up his sleeve?”

After witnessing what Chu Feng was capable of, they couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

“He doesn’t know how powerful our formation is. He shall pay the price of his conceit,” Baili Xukong sneered.

Zhao Feng’s voice echoed in the Flowersea Ordinary Realm, “I offer my blood to awaken the Netherworld Embryo. I offer my bloodline to nourish the Netherworld Embryo into a weapon. Activate, Netherworld Troop Formation!”

A blood-red aura erupted from Zhao Feng, and it swiftly morphed into a humongous Netherworld Troop. He didn’t channel the teleportation formation to summon his Netherworld Troop into the distance, but instead summoned it right in front of him.

Chu Feng was standing before him right now. Since he had already resorted to the Netherworld Troop Formation, he might as well kill Chu Feng right away and claim the biggest merit here.

“Thank you,” Chu Feng suddenly said.

Zhao Feng was stunned. Thank you? Why is Chu Feng thanking me?

Chu Feng flashed a bizarre smile at Zhao Feng as he began moving his hands. He formed the exact same hand seals as Zhao Feng did earlier.

In the formation realm, Baili Xukong and the others were horrified. Even Jie Tianran frowned. They noticed a reaction from the sacred item, as if it had received some kind of signal.

“This reaction... Could it mean...?”

Cang Li anxiously cast his gaze toward Chu Feng.

By then, Zhao Feng’s hulking Netherworld Troop was already swinging its mountainlike blade down on Chu Feng. Even before the blade landed, the immense pressure it harnessed caused the ground to crack.

Even so, Chu Feng remained unfazed.

When the massive blade was less than ten meters away from Chu Feng, it abruptly halted.

“Zhao Feng, kill him right now!” Baili Xukong anxiously ordered.

But Zhao Feng was confused as well. He hadn’t ordered the Netherworld Troop to stop the attack. For some reason, his Netherworld Troop had stopped obeying his command.

The same happened to all the summoned Netherworld Troops encircling Chu Feng.

The Netherworld Sectmembers were still paying the hefty price of the Netherworld Troop Formation, but for some reason, they had lost control of the formation.

While everyone was baffled, Chu Feng began emanating a blood-red aura as well. The blood-red aura manifested into a giant hand that grabbed the blade of Zhao Feng’s Netherworld Troop. The hand clenched, and the blade shattered into pieces.

Then, a humongous silhouette far surpassing that of the other Netherworld Troops manifested from Chu Feng’s blood-red aura.

“That is...!!!”

Everyone was bewildered, be it Zhao Feng and the others in the Flowersea Ordinary Realm, or Cang Li, Baili Xukong, and the other experts in the formation realm.

That humongous silhouette had manifested from a Netherworld Embryo, but it was larger, its armor was more delicate, and it wore a cape. Also, it was not wielding a shield and a saber but a spear.

Judging by appearances, the spear looked far superior to the sabers and the shields wielded by other Netherworld Troops.

That humongous silhouette was not a Netherworld Troop but a commander-level entity!