Martial God Asura

Chapter 6445: Everyone Gets a Share

The nine-colored lightning reappeared.

Four massive lightning beasts appeared before the nineteen light figures, and they didn’t just cover the sky but the vast expanse of space. The nineteen light figures looked as small as ants before the four massive lightning beasts.

But the four lightning beasts only appeared for a brief instant. No one aside from the nineteen light figures noticed them.

Just then, countless streaks of lightning surged out from the tombstone realm as if sharp blades. They were coming from Chu Feng!

Chu Feng’s body emitted countless bolts of lightning that whizzed out of the realm, toward the nineteen light figures. The lightning bolts looked powerful, but they paled in comparison to the humongous celestial swords and the light figures.

The Palace Master was not worried.

“It’s unseemly to see you struggle in futility, Chu Feng. There’s a limit to what you can do through bloodline rampage due to your limited cultivation. You don’t stand a chance against the powers of our ancestors. You have lost,” the Palace Master said.

Chu Feng waved his sleeves.

Boom!

Not only did the dark clouds crackling with nine-colored lightning scatter, but even the lightning and flames shrouding the tombstone realm dispersed as well. This allowed those outside to look into the tombstone realm.

The nineteen massive light figures resembling deities came into full view. It was an incredible sight to see them encircling the tombstone realm. This was what the Palace Master had gave her life away to summon.

But no one from the Heavensword Sacred Palace could bring themselves to smile.

The faces of the nineteen ancestors were scrunched up in pain, and their bodies were covered in cracks. They had been impaled by the nine-colored lightning emitted from Chu Feng’s small body.

“The powers of your ancestors?” Chu Feng scoffed.

There was a cold glint in his eyes as the nine-colored lightning devastated everything around him. The nineteen ancestors were sliced into pieces and reduced into wisps that dissipated into the surroundings.

“Gosh! It’s Chu Feng! It’s Chu Feng! It’s Chu Feng!!!”

Some cultivators used their observations means to uncover the source of the nine-colored lightning. They witnessed how Chu Feng obliterated the nineteen terrifying light figures with overwhelming might.

“To think you are this powerful...”

Ye Xiancheng and the others also used their means to look into the tombstone realm, and all of them got goosebumps. That was power beyond their comprehension, and it originated from a junior who was only at True God level!

Putong!

In the tombstone realm, Tianjian Canhua fell to her knees. Despair was written all over her face.

Their Palace Master had given up her life to summon those nineteen ancestors. No one in the eight galaxies should have had the power to defy them, yet Chu Feng massacred all of them!

How can he be this powerful? Even our nineteen ancestors are helpless against him. We don’t stand a chance against someone like that!

Tianjian Canhua felt someone grab her, and before she knew it, she was already standing before the Lightning Flame Sword. It was the Palace Master’s soul.

“Pull it out!” the Palace Master urged.

Tianjian Canhua was confused, but she did as she was told.

The Palace Master hurriedly formed a hand seal, and a tremendous surge of teleportation energy suddenly flowed out from Tianjian Canhua and the other palace members’ bodies.

In the blink of an eye, everyone from the Heavensword Sacred Palace vanished, except for the Palace Master’s soul. She turned to Chu Feng and laughed manically.

“You think you have won, Chu Feng? You’re looking down on our Heavensword Sacred Palace! You’re looking down on the means left behind by our ancestors. Every one of our palace members has a teleportation formation superior to that constructed by the Spirit God Clan hidden in their body.

“Did you think I sacrificed my life just to summon our ancestors’ powers? No, I’m also awakening the teleportation formation as well. Not only have you failed to extinguish our Heavensword Sacred Palace’s lineage, but you have even lost your legacy as well.

“I won! I won!!!” The Palace Master laughed manically as if she had lost her senses.

She remained fearless and excited even though she was already marked for death. She might have lost the battle, but she had won the war. She conceded that it was a wrong move to have provoked Chu Feng, but she still protected the Heavensword Sacred Palace in the end.

On top of that, she had also eliminated a huge rival for Tianjian Canhua. No matter how talented Chu Feng was, he was bound to die once his bloodline rampage died down.

Chu Feng paid no heed to the frenzied Palace Master.

Instead, he raised his arm and pointed his palm upward. He first opened his palm before clenching it shut.

Boom!

The world quaked.

A colossal lightning hand suddenly appeared and plunged its five fingers into the fabrics of space, tearing open a massive spatial rift.

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Meanwhile, Tianjian Canhua and the others were transported into a teleportation passageway. Cries of misery and despair echoed. The arrogant members of the Heavensword Sacred Palace looked as if they had suffered a huge blow.

They might have survived the crisis, but they had lost their greatest backing.

Even Tianjian Canhua’s eyes were brimming with tears. She clutched the Lightning Flame Sword as she spat murderously, “Chu Feng, I shall massacre your clan. I won’t spare anyone who is associated with you.”

Bzzt!

The teleportation passageway suddenly shook. Lightning surged through the teleportation passageway and swiftly suffused it.

“What’s that?!”

The palace members froze in place. That question had been unnecessary, for all of them had already recognized the lightning to be Chu Feng’s nine-colored lightning.

Their fear intensified as the nine-colored lightning siphoned teleportation energy from the teleportation passageway, resulting in them being pulled back as well.

Meanwhile, the spatial rift clawed open by the lightning hand grew larger. Energy spewed out from the spatial rift—it was teleportation energy!

“What are you doing, Chu Feng? What are you trying to do?!” the Palace Master questioned Chu Feng in a fluster, but there was no reply. In truth, she could already fathom a guess as to what was happening.

“No, this is impossible. Such a thing can’t possibly happen.”

Her common sense told her this was an impossible feat, but her unease only amplified.

Screams echoed as people began pouring out from the spatial rift as if it was raining. These people were all from the Heavensword Sacred Palace. Even Tianjian Canhua was among them.

Chu Feng finally spoke, “All of you get a share. We shouldn’t be leaving anyone out now.”

His nine-colored lightning transformed into nine colossal lightning blades that swept across the sky, felling everyone in the Heavensword Sacred Palace amid a rain of blood.

Not a single person from the Heavensword Sacred Palace was left with an intact corpse.