Chapter 161. The Dragon Clan That Wouldn't Go Away
"Why won't this fellow just go away like a lingering ghost?"
Chu Feng's steps paused slightly. His Chaos Dual Pupils swept ahead with calm indifference, and he could not help muttering to himself.
When Jin Wuwei saw the man before them, he was speechless as well. Especially after hearing Chu Feng's mutter, the anger in his chest erupted at once.
"Damn it all, wasn't he beaten badly enough last time? It looks like Shi Ritian has completely lost his mind. In that case, Master, I suppose we don't need to show him any courtesy this time, do we?"
Chu Feng looked straight at Shi Ritian ahead of him, his gaze utterly cold, as though he were looking at something already dead.
"Do we even need to think about that? If he refuses the mercy we've shown him, then there is no point in letting him live," Chu Feng said with a cold laugh.
In Chu Feng's eyes, Shi Ritian was already no different from a corpse.
And yet, Shi Ritian, having returned after his defeat, seemed utterly transformed. There was a confidence on his face that had never been there before.
He stood there with his nose in the air, looking at Chu Feng as if he had completely forgotten the pain Chu Feng had once inflicted on him.
He stared at Chu Feng with a smiling expression, looking exactly the same as he had when the two of them first met.
After all, he was from the Dragon-Elephant Giant Spirit Clan...
This was already one of the upper-tier lineages among the Ancient Royal Clan. Not only were they born with noble blood, they were practically kings among kings within the Ancient Royal Clan.
Their cultivation advanced extremely quickly, and their recovery was just as astonishing.
"You are only a mere human. What do you think you can do to me? I admit that I underestimated the two of you last time, but after learning my lesson, this time I will definitely take your head."
As Shi Ritian spoke, he let out a cold sneer.
"I might as well tell you the truth. After I returned last time, the Dragon King, my father himself, personally healed my wounds and bestowed a Millennium Spirit Pill upon me. This time, I will leave you with nowhere to run."
Suddenly, Shi Ritian transformed into his dragon form and shot into the air. Opening his enormous jaws, he unleashed a sky-filling deluge that came crashing down toward Chu Feng.
Jin Wuwei's face changed abruptly. He instantly stepped in front of Chu Feng and growled, "Master, be careful. Shi Ritian may really be telling the truth. After swallowing that spirit pill, his cultivation may have advanced by leaps and bounds. We still do not know his exact condition, so we'd better be cautious."
Standing before Chu Feng, Jin Wuwei spread his arms wide at once and summoned a golden barrier, intending to use it to block Shi Ritian's torrent.
Yet Shi Ritian was not anxious in the slightest. He immediately let out a dragon roar that shook Heaven and Earth.
"My cultivation has already reached the Fifth Level of the Self-Severing Realm. I'd like to see how you intend to fight me now. Today, neither of you is leaving here alive."
"The Fifth Level of the Self-Severing Realm?" The corner of Chu Feng's mouth curved into an amused smile, but he said nothing.
Shi Ritian's gaze blazed as it swept over Chu Feng, and then his pupils suddenly constricted.
Third Level of the Self-Severing Realm?
How was that possible?
He had previously heard that this human had only been at the First Level of the Self-Severing Realm. How long had it been? And yet he had broken through two levels in succession?
Shi Ritian could not make sense of it no matter how he thought about it, and for a moment he even suspected that he had seen it wrong.
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible. When we fought last time, you were only at the First Level of the Self-Severing Realm. How long has it even been, and you've already risen two levels? You are only a mere human. I refuse to believe you could possess such talent. What exactly did you do?"
Shi Ritian roared with all his might. Every roar drew rolling heavenly thunder, and every bolt struck the ground around Chu Feng and Jin Wuwei.
Chu Feng, however, acted as though he had heard nothing at all. He could not even be bothered to respond to Shi Ritian.
Jin Wuwei still stood protectively at Chu Feng's side. Raising his head, he said angrily, "What does that have to do with you? What, trash like you can reach the Fifth Level, but our Master can't rise two levels in a row?
If it weren't for your royal father, do you think you would be where you are today? You only boosted your cultivation by swallowing an Inner Core, yet you still have the nerve to strut around in front of us? You should know that an Inner Core can only raise your cultivation. Compared to our Master, you are nothing but garbage."
"Garbage? And a lowly thing like you dares bark in front of me? Do you even know who I am? I am from the Dragon-Elephant Giant Spirit Clan. We are born a cut above the likes of you. How did I become garbage in your mouth? Still, your Master does seem to have some ability. He rose two levels in a row, so I want to see whether that is real or merely a bluff..."
Then Shi Ritian's gaze fell upon Cailin behind Chu Feng. He saw her lowering her head, her cheeks faintly flushed, looking like a bashful young wife. Then he thought of the secret lore of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Devouring Python Clan...
His eyes blazed like twin beams of light, bursting forth with brilliance as understanding suddenly dawned on him.
At that moment, Shi Ritian still maintained his human-faced, dragon-bodied form. Perhaps because he believed he had uncovered Chu Feng's secret, he excitedly lashed his dragon tail through the air again and again.
The entire space shook violently.
"Hahaha, I understand now!" Shi Ritian threw his head back and laughed, his voice dripping with mockery. "So that's it. So that's it! Weren't you the one who kept saying you would rely on your own strength, you little brat? Why is it that now you're relying on one of our Ancient Royal Clan?"
"I said it before. Why would a human ant like you be able to stir up trouble in the Treasury of the Nine Netherworld Great Emperor? So it turns out you were relying on a woman's Seven-Colored Spiritual Aura? At a time like this, why don't you bother distinguishing between the human race and our Ancient Royal Clan anymore?"
When he finished speaking, Shi Ritian's gaze suddenly shifted and locked onto Jin Wuwei beside Chu Feng.
"And you, you spineless traitor. You were clearly one of the prodigies of our Ancient Royal Clan, yet in the end you followed a human and became his attendant. You have utterly disgraced our Ancient Royal Clan.
I already submitted the report before this. Your Golden Lion King Clan has been removed from the ranks of our Ancient Royal Clan.
From this day forward, the Ancient Royal Clan will never acknowledge your Golden-Maned Lion King Clan again. You can follow that ant-like human at your side forever. At least then, our Ancient Royal Clan will have done something worthy of its dignity."
The moment he heard those words, Jin Wuwei's hands clenched tightly into fists.
But Jin Wuwei had always been a prodigy of the Ancient Royal Clan, and he had never feared anyone. After hearing that, his anger flared all the more.
He was a prodigy of the Golden Lion King Clan. From childhood until now, he had always stood at the top. When had he ever feared anything? When had he ever feared anyone?
Although the Dragon-Elephant Giant Spirit Clan was indeed one of the Ancient Royal Clan's proud prodigies, their status had always stood on equal footing with the Lion King.
And the Lion King Clan had always been born with overbearing dominance. Now, with fury blazing in his chest, Jin Wuwei's domineering aura burst forth at once.
He had never feared the Dragon-Elephant Giant Spirit Clan either. Seeing this display, Jin Wuwei only found it absurdly laughable.
"Oh? So now you've suddenly become capable? Then why did you disarm yourself and submit to a mere human back then?"