Martial God Asura

Chapter 6125: Luck Saint Realm’s True Name

All Netherworld Sectmembers were horrified. No matter how they looked at it, Baili Zilin appeared to have failed the trial.

“I told you not to panic, but you’re still panicking. Don’t blame me for not giving you a chance,” Chu Feng said with a smile.

He rose to the sky but stopped a distance away from the strongest luck energy.

The crowd thought that he was making preparations.

But all Chu Feng did was toss out the black sphere manifested from the stone monument formation at the strongest luck energy.

Boom!

The strongest luck energy swiftly surged into the black sphere as if having found its master.

This was completely different from what happened with Baili Zilin.

The crowd finally understood why Chu Feng was so relaxed throughout. He knew that Baili Zilin couldn’t conquer the strongest luck energy. Everything had been in his grasp right from the start!

Baili Zilin suffered a huge blow when he saw Chu Feng easily obtaining the energy that he couldn’t even touch. He felt like Chu Feng was trampling all over his dignity. Unable to take this insult, he roared, “I’ll slaughter you!”

He charged at Chu Feng with murderous intent, unleashing his support formation’s energy toward the latter like a furious tide.

However, Chu Feng neutralized the attack with a casual wave, completely dissipating the support formation’s energy. Baili Zilin could no longer tap into the energy he had received from his fellow sectmembers.

“Be obedient. You aren’t a match for me here, and neither is the person behind you,” Chu Feng said disdainfully.

“What are you acting so arrogant for, Chu Feng? You merely grasped some unorthodox means!”

Baili Zilin couldn’t accept being humiliated by Chu Feng, so he stood up intending to fight Chu Feng to his dying breath.

However, Chu Feng merely pointed his finger at him.

Pah!

Baili Zilin was crushed to the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.

The crowd was shocked beyond words.

There was a huge discrepancy between Baili Zilin’s and Chu Feng’s strengths. Even though both had been imbued with some energy, they were clearly on different levels!

“Useless thing.”

Seeing how Baili Zilin was subdued in a single blow, Jie Mubai stood up. He dispelled the formations around him with a wave of his sleeves and fused them into a single bead.

He opened his palm, and eight boxes inscribed with the words ‘Luck Saint Supreme’ opened. Eight talismans flew forth and fused with his body.

He formed a hand seal and pointed his finger downward.

The formation realm shook violently.

A crack appeared in the formation realm’s sky, and a light beam blasted through it. The light beam pierced Chu Feng’s black sphere, slicing Luck Saint Realm’s strongest luck energy apart.

“What’s that?”

The crowd was astonished. They could tell that something was amiss.

A figure entered the formation realm through the crack in the sky and descended till he stood opposite Chu Feng. It was Jie Mubai.

The crowd stared at Jie Mubai, but no one, including Ouyang Kongyu, could see through his white cloak to recognize him.

“Was Chu Feng telling the truth? Baili Zilin was a puppet, and this is the person behind him?”

The sudden appearance of an unknown figure who violated Luck Saint Realm’s rules gave credence to Chu Feng’s earlier words.

“How did you enter? Who permitted you to show yourself?”

Baili Zilin glared at Jie Mubai, knowing that the latter’s appearance at this juncture would result in his reputation going down the drain.

Jie Mubai looked at Baili Zilin. The contempt in his gaze could be felt even through his hood.

“I went to great lengths to help you, but you still failed to defeat Chu Feng. Useless,” Baili Zilin sneered.

“You... You...”

Baili Zilin was shocked. He hadn’t expected Jie Mubai to say those words in public.

Even Jimo Qianzhou’s face darkened as well. Jie Mubai’s words proved that Baili Zilin was nothing but a puppet in this trial, completely ruining Baili Zilin’s reputation.

A commotion broke out among the crowd.

The goodwill they previously felt toward Baili Zilin vanished. They only respected those who possessed true capabilities, not a fake parading the power of others.

“You’re finally willing to show yourself?” Chu Feng assessed Jie Mubai.

“Chu Feng, right? It’s our first time meeting. I concede that you live up to the rumors, but you should give up on the strongest luck energy,” Jie Mubai said.

“It won’t make a difference.”

“What?”

Chu Feng chuckled. He looked at Jie Mubai while pointing a finger at the conflicted Baili Zilin. “There’s no difference between you and him. You’ll also be crushed by me here.”

“Hahahaha!” Jie Muabi suddenly burst into laughter.

Chu Feng chuckled softly too.

Jie Mubai suddenly reined in his smile, and his eyes turned cold. He asked, “Chu Feng, are you already aware of my connection with this place?”

“I am. You have grasped a portion of this place’s power,” Chu Feng replied.

“Then why aren’t you giving up?”

“Let me ask you a question. What’s the name of this place?”

“What?”

Jie Mubai was confused. The crowd was bewildered by the question too.

Everyone knew this place was Luck Saint Realm.

“I’m asking you if you know the name of this place,” Chu Feng repeated his question.

“It’s Luck Saint Realm,” Jie Mubai replied.

“Wrong. This place isn’t called Luck Saint Realm,” Chu Feng replied.

“What nonsense are you spouting? What other names could there be for this place?”

Instead of answering the question, Chu Feng pointed at the compass, and the runes on the compass swiftly revolved. A brilliant flash of light followed.

The light receded. A word had appeared on the compass—’Awakening’.

With this, the words ‘Saint Realm’ inscribed on the mountain peak no longer looked out of place, for it was finally complete.

“That is the real name of this place,” Chu Feng said.