150: Chapter 150 One Man Stands Guard!

Chu Feng formed seals with both hands.

Streams of Dharma power flew from his fingertips, merging into the runes on the bronze gate.

Those Dharma powers were not injected randomly, but in a specific order, lighting up different runes one by one.

"Hum!!!"

The runes on the bronze gate began to tremble, emitting a faint humming sound.

The light grew brighter and more intense, eventually merging into one, shrouding the entire bronze gate in brilliant spiritual light.

"Rumble!!!"

As the Dharma power was injected, the runes lit up one by one, finally emitting a low roar as the bronze gate slowly opened.

The moment the gate opened, a primitive and vast aura rushed towards them.

That aura seemed to come from ancient times, carrying the weight of accumulated years, causing everyone present to tremble.

Behind the gate was a deep, dark passage; it was impossible to see what lay deep inside.

But vaguely, one could feel fluctuations of Spiritual Qi within; it was clearly extraordinary.

Chu Feng scanned with his Divine Sense and found no danger.

"Enter!!!"

Chu Feng gave a low shout, flicked his sleeves, and sent Tang An and Song Yun into the gate first.

The two felt a gentle force supporting them, involuntarily flying into the passage.

"The gate is open, charge!!!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!!!"

"Attack together, kill Ding Xiu!!!"

Demonic Cultivators, Loose Cultivators, and Yao Beasts, upon seeing the bronze gate open, rushed forward in unison as if hearing a starting signal.

For a moment, the sound of battle cries shook the sky, and the light of various Magic Treasures and spells illuminated half the sky.

Everyone's eyes were red, charging forward desperately, fearing they would fall behind by even half a step.

"A group of ants, is a place chosen by me, Immortal Master Ding Xiu, something you are qualified to fight for?"

Having hidden his identity and shed the constraints of the Righteous Path Sect, Chu Feng instantly blocked the gate and summoned the tianyuan cauldron!

"Chi, chi, chi!!!"

Without any hesitation, Chu Feng struck with extreme ruthlessness.

Endless Earth Yang True Fire spewed out, shooting in all directions.

The flames were crimson, and wherever they passed, the air ignited.

In an instant, the area in front turned into a sea of fire.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

Screams rang out one after another, rising and falling.

Wherever the flames passed, whether it was Demonic Cultivators, Loose Cultivators, or Yao Beasts, their flesh and blood began to burn, killing them instantly.

Piles of corpses accumulated like mountains; the area in front of the bronze gate was like a Purgatory of Hell.

Chu Feng stood before the gate, holding the jade blood sword, his gaze cold, like a God of Slaughter.

The sword body glowed with a faint green light, reflecting his indifferent face.

His clothes remained clean, unstained by dust, forming a sharp contrast with the mountain of corpses and sea of blood before him.

"Those who dare to take another step, die!!!"

The voice was cold and bone-chilling, with monstrous killing intent.

Upon hearing this, the Demonic Cultivators, Loose Cultivators, and even the Yao Beasts who had been charging frantically all stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with fear.

They could not imagine that this Loose Cultivator, Ding Xiu, who appeared to be only at the Foundation Establishment eighth layer, actually possessed such terrifying strength!!!

"Who... who exactly is he? How could a Loose Cultivator have such strength, how could he have such a Magic Treasure?"

A Demonic Cultivator asked, trembling, his face full of terror.

He had been charging at the very front just now and had seen with his own eyes several companions burned to ashes by those flames.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and stopped in time, he would be a corpse right now.

"I don't know, but his strength is definitely not something we can contend with!"

Another Demonic Cultivator whispered, his tone full of wariness.

He was at the Foundation Establishment Completion Stage, considering himself a powerhouse, but facing the person before him, he couldn't even muster any Battle Intent.

"This person cannot possibly be a Loose Cultivator! He must be from the Upper Five Sects." A Golden Core Cultivator concluded coldly.

His eyes were fixed on the tianyuan cauldron above Chu Feng's head, greed and wariness intertwined in his gaze.

As for the other few Golden Core Loose Cultivators, they also looked greedily at the tianyuan cauldron floating above Chu Feng's head.

These people were all Golden Core powerhouses; how could they not see that this was at least a High Grade powerful Treasure Artifact?

The patterns on the cauldron, the aura it emitted, all indicated its extraordinariness.

If they could obtain this treasure, their strength would definitely increase greatly!

"What are you afraid of! Are you just going to watch the Treasure Trove be monopolized by someone else?"

Someone shouted aloud.

"That's right, charge in!"

"He is only one person! There are thousands of us, what is there to fear!"

"Fellow Daoists, set up the Formation!!!"

Amidst the discussion, six Loose Cultivators shouted in unison, each taking their positions, and set up a powerful Six Elements Formation.

These six had clearly been working together for many years, their movements perfectly tacit.

As their figures flashed, they already occupied six positions. Once the Formation was set, the Qi of the six people was vaguely connected, forming a seamless whole.

"Rumble!!!"

All six were Golden Core Early Stage powerhouses. They attacked simultaneously, deliberately avoiding the flames of the tianyuan cauldron, and charged straight at Chu Feng.

Behind them.

Countless Magic Treasures and spells rained down towards Chu Feng.

The scene was spectacular.

Blades, spears, swords, halberds, bells, tripods, towers, and mirrors—all kinds of Magic Treasures smashed down like raindrops.

Flames, frost, lightning, and wind blades—various spells intertwined into a net of death, shrouding a hundred zhang around Chu Feng.

"Overestimating your capabilities!!!"

Chu Feng sneered, his figure moved, and he actually took the initiative to charge into the Six Elements Formation.

This action was taken, firstly, because he didn't put these six people in his eyes at all.

Secondly, it was to take the Opportunity to avoid the focused fire of the crowd.

One or two Cultivators were nothing to fear, but a joint attack from hundreds or thousands of people was something even he would not want to take head-on.

And after entering the Formation.

With six Golden Core Early Stage Cultivators sharing the burden.

Thus, the crowd's plan to encircle and annihilate him was broken.

"Damn it! This person is extremely cunning!"

Sure enough, Chu Feng's move caused the crowd's focused-fire strategy to fail.

Those Magic Treasures and spells were about to hit Chu Feng, but because he charged into the Formation, they had to hold back.

Everyone looked at each other, cursing, but they had no other choice.

"Ding Xiu, you actually dare to throw yourself into our Formation, truly, there is a path to Heaven you do not take, and you break into Hell where there is no door!"

A man among the six grinned as he looked at Chu Feng.

He was the third among the North Territory Six Evils, inherently cruel, with countless lives on his hands.

Seeing Chu Feng take the initiative to enter the Formation, he just assumed the opponent was courting death.

"I hope your mouth is tougher than your skills."

Chu Feng scanned the six people with disdain, but his gaze shifted to the surroundings.

These six people were known among the Loose Cultivators as the North Territory Six Evils.

It was said that they were originally a group of mountain bandits in the North Territory, who obtained the method of cultivation by chance and had since run rampant in one area.

The six were of one mind and coordinated tacitly; even Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivators would take a detour upon seeing them.

But in Chu Feng's eyes, the highest cultivation was only Golden Core third layer, nothing but ants.

Even with the blessing of the Six Elements Formation, the sky full of golden blades shooting like rain could not hurt him in the slightest.

Protected by five-colored spiritual light, all attacks from the North Territory Six Evils were completely blocked.

The golden light blades slashed against the spiritual light, only stirring up ripples; they couldn't break through the defense at all.

In an instant, Chu Feng had grasped the situation outside and immediately took his next step.

He grabbed into the air with his large hand, and the golden light blades that had just risen shattered upon hearing his command.

Those golden blades were like being pinched by an invisible giant hand, shattering into countless points of light with a cracking sound, dissipating in the air.

"This... how is this possible!"

The eldest of the Six Evils had a drastic change in expression.

This Six Elements Formation was their trump card, and they had relied on it to kill countless strong enemies.

Yet today, it was so easily broken by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

Six clouds of blood mist exploded in mid-air.

Chu Feng struck like lightning, one punch for each.

Even the eldest at the Golden Core third layer could not withstand a single blow from him and was directly beaten to death in the Formation.

Flesh and blood flew, broken bones splattered.

Six corpses fell from mid-air, smashing onto the ground with a dull thud.

"Damn... this is too strong!"

Many Cultivators turned pale, terrified to the extreme.

Those were six Golden Core!

Six Golden Core Immortal Masters!

Just like that... all dead?

Even the Blazing Red Eagle couldn't help but narrow its pupils.

It had already seen that this person's strength was unfathomable and must be treated with caution.

If Chu Feng knew the thoughts of these Golden Core Cultivators, he would definitely sneer.

He had long seen through the essence of this cultivation world: the weak are prey to the strong, and the strong are respected!

As long as he didn't expose his identity as a True Disciple of the Duobao Sect, even if outsiders suspected him, they couldn't confirm it, so what could they do to him?

Moreover, he hadn't actively hunted down these Loose Cultivators.

If they hadn't competed with him, would they have died here in vain?

At this moment, Chu Feng stood before the bronze gate, stepping in a pool of blood, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the crowd indifferently, his expression calm.

Wherever his gaze fell, no one dared to meet his eyes.

Even those Golden Core Cultivators averted their eyes, not daring to look directly into those cold and ruthless eyes.

Just when he thought the deterrence was enough, another group of people came flying from the horizon.

These people were wearing crimson Daoist robes, with a golden sun pattern embroidered on the robes, which was the symbol of the Tianyang Sect.

The leader had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, an extraordinary bearing; he was actually at the Golden Core seventh layer.

These people from the Tianyang Sect were allies of the Duobao Sect and had also entered the Endless Mountains, occupying one area.

Now that they had received the news, they had actually rushed here too.

Seeing the Tianyang Sect's attire, Chu Feng's gaze narrowed slightly.

He could kill Demonic Cultivators and Loose Cultivators if he wanted to.

But facing people from the Tianyang Sect, he couldn't be so simple and crude.

He couldn't just brutally kill these Tianyang Sect Disciples.

"Sigh... what a bother."

Chu Feng couldn't help but mutter to himself.

And at this moment.

The Demonic Cultivators, Loose Cultivators, and Yao Beasts all had their expressions change upon seeing the dozen or so True Disciples and Foundation Establishment Cultivators of the Tianyang Sect appear.

For a moment, they dared not act rashly.

They all cast their gazes towards the Tianyang Sect group.

The meaning in those eyes could not be more obvious.

They were all counting on them to charge at the very front and clear this stumbling block for everyone.

The Tianyang Sect Disciples hadn't even had a chance to speak.

A huge auspicious cloud suddenly surged from the horizon.

This time.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, shaking people's eardrums until they went numb.

The thunder was not ordinary heavenly thunder, but a roar like war drums, one after another, as if thousands of troops were arrayed above the clouds.

Immediately after, over a thousand Foundation Establishment Cultivators broke through the clouds and flew over.

They wore uniform black battle armor, the armor gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

The banners in their hands fluttered, with a Xuanwu with its head raised embroidered on the flags, lifelike, as if it would pounce down from the flag surface at any moment, opening its giant mouth to devour any enemy who dared to block the way.

The Xuanwu Army of the Duobao Sect had arrived!!!