Susanoo.
Xia Feng’s voice arrived before he did.
Upon hearing this voice, Long Aotian and Murong Tiangu’s eyes lit up, and their hearts relaxed.
They had felt suffocated moments before, an invisible pressure pinning them down, making them unable to move. The instant Xia Feng appeared, this invisible pressure vanished without a trace.
Susanoo’s brow furrowed, a sense of foreboding descending upon him.
Though he was a clone, he possessed Susanoo’s full consciousness. While he didn't feel fear, the moment Xia Feng appeared, he felt a sense of unease and bewilderment!
He was a god of Wa country, having apparently survived for countless years, finally seeing all cultivators of Huaxia ascend until they disappeared.
The moment Xia Feng emerged, he sensed it: Xia Feng was a cultivator.
Hadn’t Huaxia run out of cultivators?
How could one still appear?
The spiritual energy on Earth was now scarce, and he himself had to cultivate hidden in the depths of the sea. If he hadn’t consolidated his spiritual energy hundreds of years ago, he would be drinking seawater now.
Xia Feng’s figure stood amidst the clouds, facing Susanoo.
The people below were already stunned, especially those from Wa country. How could Huaxia still possess someone like this?
“A cultivator?” Susanoo frowned and looked at Xia Feng, asking.
“Don’t you already know?” Xia Feng’s expression was calm and unfettered.
“Hahahaha… I never expected to see a cultivator in this era,” Susanoo laughed heartily.
The moment Xia Feng appeared, Susanoo’s attention shifted entirely from the people on the ground to Xia Feng.
“Do the people of Wa country only know how to hide and show their heads?” Xia Feng said, uninterested in Susanoo’s clone. “Reveal your true form, let me test the strength of the person in Wa mythology.”
If he were to fight, he would strike the main body; killing a clone was meaningless.
“It’s been too long since I last fought, so let’s give it a try. Follow me,” Susanoo said, disappearing into the air and heading directly towards Wa country.
Xia Feng followed without a word.
Watching the two vanish into the air simultaneously, Aso Saiko was dumbfounded.
“This…”
“Damn it…”
“Did we forget something?”
“I’m still kneeling here, and you’re leaving. What about us?”
Susanoo naturally didn’t care about the fate of ants like Aso Saiko. Whether they lived or died, he was utterly unconcerned.
Long Aotian looked at the stunned Aso Saiko and sneered. “Weren’t you quite arrogant just now?”
“Shouldn’t you be preparing to die?” Long Aotian said with a cold smile, looking at Aso Saiko.
“You can’t kill me. I am from the Aso family. If you kill me, your Huaxia will have an irreconcilable feud with the Aso family.”
This time, Aso Saiko was truly afraid. His earlier confidence stemmed from possessing a divine artifact; no matter how things played out, he believed he would be fine.
Although the Sea God was summoned by him, it came and went quickly. It hadn’t even had time to take them away.
“Idiot,” Long Aotian scoffed, too lazy to waste more words with Aso Saiko and moved to act.
“What Aso family? What can you do even with the strength of your entire nation?”
“Does my Huaxia fear you?”
“Team Leader, wait,” Murong Tiangu called out to Long Aotian, who was about to strike.
Long Aotian stopped and turned to look at him with confusion.
“This brat injured me earlier. Let me vent my anger,” Murong Tiangu said.
“Damn it, I’m a cultivator of the Land Immortal realm, yet I was almost tricked by this person. Especially these Wa people, Murong Tiangu felt he had to retaliate.”
“Alright,” Long Aotian did not refuse. Murong Tiangu had indeed been injured because of this fellow just now.
Aso Saiko thought Murong Tiangu was pleading for him. He had thought there was hope, but upon hearing Murong Tiangu’s words, it seemed more like he wanted to torment him to death.
“This is just…”
“Unbecoming of a person.”
After gaining Long Aotian’s consent, Murong Tiangu walked towards Aso Saiko with cold eyes. He intended to torture him to death.
Murong Tiangu, as a rogue cultivator, was not a kind-hearted saint. Especially when dealing with people from Wa country, Murong Tiangu had a hundred ways to make his life worse than death.
“Mmm…”
“Ah…”
Murong Tiangu’s torment of Aso Saiko officially began, it was simply inhumane.
Hokkaido.
Above a certain island.
Susanoo appeared. He had been cultivating hidden beneath this island, and if he hadn’t encountered Xia Feng today, he probably wouldn’t have appeared at all.
“I never expected to encounter someone at the Tribulation Transcension stage. Why haven’t you ascended yet?” Susanoo’s true form appeared, standing proudly in the sky above the island, facing Xia Feng.
The previously self-proclaimed ‘true form’ Susanoo had automatically changed his appellation.
Since Xia Feng was like him, there was no need to use terms like ‘true form’ to show off.
“Haven’t you also not ascended?” Xia Feng smiled.
“Hahahaha… I have a secret technique that prevents the Heavenly Dao from detecting me, but you, at the Tribulation Transcension stage, have not ascended. This makes me very curious.”
The two didn’t rush to fight, as if they were old friends chatting.
Xia Feng was curious about Susanoo, and Susanoo was equally curious about him.
“Actually, I don’t know why either. After I came out of seclusion, I just didn’t sense the ascension. If I knew the reason, I wouldn’t be asking you,” Xia Feng explained.
Susanoo had long been at the Tribulation Transcension stage. Xia Feng, having finally met someone like him, felt it would be a great loss not to understand the situation clearly.
“I can’t help you in this regard, because I have a secret technique that prevents me from ascending,” Susanoo said, shrugging.
Then, the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi appeared in his hand. He looked at Xia Feng and continued, “My Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi last tasted blood when it was Yamata no Orochi. I cut it open from its abdomen and took out the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi to give to my sister, Amaterasu Omikami. I wonder if it can taste blood again this time.”
After speaking, Susanoo touched the sword in his hand, as if reminiscing with an old friend. His eyes recalled past events, and he remained silent for a long time.
Xia Feng watched Susanoo fall into remembrance and didn’t disturb him, letting him have his moment.
After a long while, Susanoo was pulled out of his memories and looked at Xia Feng, saying, “Take out your weapon, and let us have a good fight.”
“I don’t need to kill you,” Xia Feng shook his head.
Xia Feng didn’t have a suitable weapon. After he came out of seclusion, his previous weapons were no longer usable.
“Hahahaha… Your words make my blood boil. I haven’t met an opponent like this in too long,” Susanoo laughed heartily instead of getting angry.
Cultivating alone for too long could lead to loneliness.
“Alright, enough of this nonsense. Susanoo shook his head and directly attacked Xia Feng.”
Xia Feng not having a weapon didn’t mean he would give up on using one.
Seeing Susanoo’s sword strike towards him, Xia Feng’s hands acted like vises as he directly caught Susanoo’s attack.
Susanoo’s expression suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted:
“You are not at the Tribulation Transcension stage.”