Chu Haoyu said excitedly, "He's only at the fifth level of Body Tempering, yet he can crush those at the peak of the ninth level. How can our talents compare to such potential?"
"Exactly!"
"Chu Chen's talent is too monstrous! He's a rare martial arts prodigy in the Chu clan for a thousand years!"
"Brother Chu Chen is mighty! Long live Brother Chu Chen!!"
The Chu clan members were so moved they shed tears of joy. They shouted and prostrated themselves on the ground, offering their submission and admiration!
Chu Chen sneered, "Chu Haoyu, I admit you are clever! But I, Chu Chen, am destined to rise from the Desolate Ancient Ruins and ascend the Bronze Throne! The Chu clan is merely a stepping stone for me. My ultimate goal is that Martial Venerable level power, the Divine Firmament Palace!"
At these words.
Chu Haoyu's face changed drastically! He never dreamed that Chu Chen harbored such ambition and lofty aspirations! His eyes were filled with jealousy. Not just jealousy, his eyeballs were faintly red, like a viper's!
"You will not succeed!" Chu Haoyu's rage surged, his body trembling, blood spurting from his nose and mouth, "I won't allow it! The Chu clan won't allow it! The other elders of the Chu clan certainly won't allow it!"
A ferocious expression appeared on Chu Chen's face, "I want to kill! Everyone in the Chu clan must die!" He strode forward!
Chu Haoyu roared frantically, doing his best to block him. However, under Chu Chen's fierce assault, he was no match and could only retreat step by step.
Bang!
Finally, Chu Haoyu's chest was torn open, bleeding profusely!
The Chu clan members turned pale with fright. "This Chu Chen, he dares to kill a clan elder?!"
"He's utterly insane!"
"Kill him! Kill him now!!" The Chu clan members roared! Yet, not a single one dared to step forward!
"Hmph, Chu Chen, you're quite the show-off!" A cold shout suddenly echoed.
"Swish!" A figure flashed, entering from outside the courtyard. It was Zhao Heng, who had left earlier!
"Elder Zhao Heng is here!"
"Wonderful! With Elder Zhao Heng present, Chu Chen is surely doomed!" The Chu clan members were greatly encouraged.
"Zhao Heng, you've arrived just in time!" Chu Chen glanced at Zhao Heng indifferently.
"Hmph, stop putting on airs!" Zhao Heng shouted coldly. He grabbed Chu Haoyue, forcing Chu Chen to hand over the fragmented secret manual.
"Presumptuous!" In Chu Chen's eyes, a chilling killing intent erupted!
Boom! He shook his arms, unleashing the martial skill "Mountain Splitting Palm." Like a giant ape charging forward, he swept aside all obstacles, repelling Zhao Heng!
Pfft! Zhao Heng spat blood, staggering back several steps, his face extremely unsightly, "Damn it, how is this possible!" He hadn't expected Chu Chen's sudden burst of power to be so formidable!
"My cultivation has recovered?" Zhao Heng's eye twitched. He felt a glimmer of spirituality return to his Qi Sea.
"Chu Chen, do you think breaking through to the eighth level of Body Tempering makes you my match?" Zhao Heng said coldly, "Don't forget, I am at the peak of the ninth level of Body Tempering. And I am also at the peak of the ninth level of Martial Soldier! My martial soul is a two-star Golden Martial Soul!" Behind him, a phantom golden silhouette appeared, exuding immense pressure!
"Martial Soul! Golden Martial Soul!" The surrounding Chu clan members exclaimed. At the peak of the ninth level of Martial Apprentice, one could condense a martial soul prototype. In the Martial Soldier realm, the martial soul could be upgraded to silver patterns, becoming a Silver Pattern Warrior. Silver Pattern Martial Soldiers were incredibly powerful, capable of easily killing ordinary Martial Soldiers! The value of a Golden Martial Soul was ten times that of a Silver Pattern Warrior!
Chu Chen's pupils contracted, "So you've condensed a martial soul prototype, no wonder you could suppress Chu Haoyu." Although Chu Haoyu was a talented martial artist, he was not a Martial Soldier. His potential was at best that of a second-rate genius! Zhao Heng, on the other hand, was a genuine Martial Soldier. The gap between them was enormous, hence the instant kill!
"Little beast, die!" Chu Haoyu wiped the blood from his lips, his face contorted as he stared at Chu Chen, his eyes filled with murderous intent! If Zhao Heng hadn't arrived in time, he would have likely died at Chu Chen's hands!
"Martial soul prototype?" Chu Chen sneered, his gaze mocking, "I'd like to see just how powerful your martial soul prototype is!"
"At death's door, and you're still talking tough?" Chu Haoyu grinned sinisterly and activated his martial soul prototype. Instantly, a dazzling light enveloped his entire body!
Boom! A surging and powerful aura erupted! He raised his hand and struck out! The air itself let out a piercing sonic boom. In a trance, it seemed as if a giant palm print descended from the heavens, intending to annihilate all existence! This terrifying aura made the Chu clan members present tremble!
"Such a powerful martial soul prototype, is this the true power of a martial soul?"
"My heavens!" Chu Haoyue's eyes widened, filled with deep reverence. His own martial soul was only a first-grade martial soul. Even so, Chu Haoyu's martial soul prototype made him feel as small as an ant!
"A martial soul is the most important thing for a martial artist!"
"A martial soul determines everything!"
"My martial soul is a Golden Pattern Martial Soul!"
"With this martial soul, my future path to becoming a Martial Soldier is certain!"
"And you, merely at the Body Tempering realm, even if you break through by chance, what use is it?!"
Hum! Circles of golden ripples spread out like water waves, sweeping across the entire plaza. All the Chu clan members involuntarily prostrated themselves, trembling! The aura was too terrifying!
"Golden Pattern Martial Soul!" Chu Chen narrowed his eyes, "I heard my grandfather mention your Golden Pattern Martial Soul. It's a third-grade martial soul! But unfortunately, your martial soul prototype is only in its nascent stage!" As his voice fell.
Chu Chen formed a hand seal with his fingertips, moving rapidly.
Shua! A deep blue light bloomed from his fingertip, and then, in the air behind him, a black vortex appeared!
Rumble~~~ Within the vortex, something seemed to be gestating, emitting a dark and eerie aura. As the vortex gradually expanded, it eventually transformed into a deep lake. The phantom of an ice flood dragon, nearly a hundred zhang long, coiled above the lake, breathing clouds and mist, lifelike!
"Ice Flood Dragon Martial Soul!" The clan members present were shocked! Especially when this ice flood dragon martial soul opened its eyes, it terrified them to the point their legs went weak! This was the Chu clan's greatest reliance—the Ice Flood Dragon Martial Soul! It was said to be the remains of the Chu clan's ancestors, buried in this ice lake, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon over time, evolving into a martial soul! This ice flood dragon martial soul contained the lifelong essence and will of the Chu ancestors, possessing terrifying might! Once unleashed, within a radius of a hundred meters, no grass would grow, and life would be extinguished!
"Hiss... this is the legendary Ice Flood Dragon Martial Soul!"
"As expected of a direct descendant! Even the core direct disciples don't possess such talent!"
"Heh heh, no matter how strong that trash Chu Chen is, how can he compare to a direct descendant?" The Chu clan members all showed pity. They believed Chu Chen was finished!
"Chu Chen, you've indeed been hiding your strength!" Zhao Heng's eyes flickered. He knew he was in trouble this time! The strength Chu Chen displayed was no less than that of the seventh level of Body Tempering! It even seemed to surpass it!