Chapter 109: The Two Elders of the Fallen Dragon Wood

“Impressive.” Chu Feng shook his head rudely.

The two elders of Long Mu nearly choked on Chu Feng’s words. This was the legacy of a great emperor—how could he not be impressed?

“Disdainful of whom? Or are you blowing your own horn?”

“Friend’s words are a bit overstated.” In the end, Elder Long couldn’t resist asking.

Chu Feng replied, “If you two don’t believe me, there’s nothing to be done.”

“Now it’s so difficult to speak a single word of truth.”

The legacy of the Great Emperor of Ascension to Immortality was something Chu Feng truly didn’t regard highly.

Let alone anything else, his own cultivation methods were already formidable: the Supreme Grade Heavenly Immortal Sutra, the Immortal Sword Dao—One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, the Immortal Divine Ability Dragon Subduing Palm, the Immortal Soul Secret Method Underworld Viewing Technique, and the Immortal Divine Ability Flying Rainbow Technique. None of them fell short.

There was also the Nine Revolutions Profound Art.

As for the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, the second revolution alone was worth an entire billion in destiny points.

Anyone who had cultivated the first revolution of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art would describe it in one word: truly fragrant.

Obtaining the Vajra Body that was indestructible and uninvadible by all laws, with his current cultivation, even attacks from below the Great Completion realm, without any resistance or defense, could not pierce his skin no matter how they struck.

If he reached the second revolution, who knew what level of defense he could attain?

“By the way, how do the two of you address each other? Are you perhaps the palace masters of the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace?” Chu Feng had noticed them the moment they appeared.

Under the Infinite God Eye, their Tribulation Tribulation Peak cultivation was impossible to hide.

Within the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace, only the two palace masters possessed such cultivation.

The two of them were indeed formidable.

Their spiritual energy was vast and boundless, their strength comparable to that of the Great Emperor of Ascension to Immortality.

The Tribulation Tribulation realm was divided into initial, mid, late, and peak stages. Each level required passing through the Tribulation Tribulation baptism—entering the void, attracting thunder, and forging the soul, body, and spiritual energy.

At Tribulation Tribulation Peak, they had already undergone four rounds of forging. Their spiritual energy, body, and soul all carried traces of pseudo-immortal power.

“Ha ha ha!”

The two elders of Long Mu burst into hearty laughter. “Daoist friend is truly fearless. These nine paintings were left by the Purple Mansion Great Emperor who shook the heavens and earth, frightened the foreign races, and carried the rise of our human race. The purpose was to contribute to the rise of our human race and to hope that our human race would never be invaded by foreign races. This is the legacy of a great emperor.”

“Every painting contains a Great Emperor divine ability. If one could comprehend all nine, one would obtain an Immortal-grade technique. Yet Daoist friend doesn’t think much of it.”

“Oh.”

Chu Feng said indifferently, “That’s all.”

An Immortal-grade technique.

It could rival his own Supreme Grade Heavenly Immortal Sutra. It was hailed as the strongest method for ascending to immortality. Who could compare? Moreover, it controlled thunder, could scatter beans to form armies, and was more powerful than ninety-nine percent of Immortal techniques.

The Wood Elder frowned. “What’s wrong? This isn’t enough?”

Chu Feng shook his head. “I looked it over just now. This Purple Mansion Great Emperor’s legacy is indeed extraordinary, but it still falls a bit short.”

“You don’t believe it? Simple. I’ll prove it to you.”

The Wood Elder asked, “May I ask how Daoist friend plans to prove it?”

Chu Feng smiled faintly and extended a hand. The Burning Heaven Sword appeared in his grasp.

Calmly, he said, “This sword is called One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate. Two Palace Masters, please instruct me.”

The two elders of Long Mu exchanged glances, their faces grave. “Daoist friend wishes to spar with us?”

Chu Feng shook his head. “Just a light spar. Wouldn’t that be the perfect way for the two of you to see a bit of my methods?”

The moment he saw the two elders of Long Mu, Chu Wind had already prepared to fight.

He considered himself the number one person beneath the Great Emperor of Ascension to Immortality, yet he had never truly clashed with a Tribulation Tribulation Peak expert. The Long Mu elders, however, were both at Tribulation Tribulation Peak—and not ordinary ones at that.

They sat within the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace and could comprehend the nine paintings left by the Purple Mansion Great Emperor at any time.

They undoubtedly possessed more than one Immortal-grade technique.

In the Tribulation Tribulation realm, either one of the two could enter the top ten. Combined, they would be more than qualified to claim the number one position beneath the Great Emperor of Ascension to Immortality.

Sparring with them would allow him to measure his own combat power more accurately.

The two elders of Long Mu also wished to see Chu Wind’s strength.

They had killed the Taichu Holy Son and imprisoned Jiang Yan, the Jiang Family Elder, repeatedly provoking two top forces. Chu Feng truly didn’t know whether to call him mad or foolish.

Without waiting for the elders to agree, Chu Wind struck first.

He thrust out a single sword.

It was nothing but a simple thrust.

The sword intent split into two, attacking the two elders respectively.

The two men moved slightly and immediately began to fight. One on the left, one on the right—two Immortal swords appeared before them.

The two elders of Long Mu had also comprehended the nine paintings. The second painting depicted a torrential downpour across the sky. This was a sword dao legacy known as the Purple Mansion Sword Dao.

It was the supreme sword dao of the Purple Mansion Great Emperor’s ultimate mastery of the sword dao. The sword intent reached the heavens. The two of them had meditated on it for a thousand years, each gaining something, and each had comprehended a different Purple Mansion Sword Dao.

Yet when they finished, they discovered the two sword daos were completely opposite.

You think you’re right. I think I’m right. I think I’m right. You think you’re right.

They argued for a long time, even fought each other, mutually verifying their insights. The result was that it seemed the opponent’s Purple Mansion Sword Dao was right as well.

They further discovered an incredible fact: their sword daos could mutually complement each other, like a set of combined attack tactics.

When the two joined hands, their strength increased by at least fifty percent.

One person, one sword. They could traverse the tribulation at will.

Two people, two swords. Their combat power far exceeded one plus one equaling two.

Double swords unleashed left Chu Wind unable to help but give a soft “eh,” then he laughed. “I’ve indeed underestimated this Purple Mansion legacy. This sword is not bad, but it’s far inferior to my One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate.”

The powerful sword intent erupted together.

Chu Wind remained completely unmoved, like an unparalleled sword immortal.

The two elders of Long Mu, however, were like kites with broken strings, flying backward. Their qi and blood surged, blood seeping from the corners of their mouths. The Immortal swords in their hands also fell to the ground, their faces filled with bitter smiles.

That single sword just now.

It was a touch and then separation, yet victory and defeat were also divided.

They could feel that Chu Wind had held back.

Otherwise, the two old men would have been seriously injured.

Chu Wind was also very pleased—at least he had proved his own strength.

He said to the two elders of Long Mu, “I was careless.”

The two elders smiled bitterly. “Daoist friend’s strength we admire. You are the strongest opponent we have ever met. Previously I worried that Daoist friend’s domineering and powerful nature was unmatched, but now it seems we underestimated you. With Daoist friend’s strength, what is there to fear of the Taichu Holy Son?”

“I wonder if Daoist friend can tell us what level of sword dao was used just now. With such a sword dao, the Purple Mansion legacy is indeed not worth mentioning.”

In the following days, Chu Wind’s strange behavior was hardly noticed. Everyone was immersed in the Purple Mansion legacy.

Except for the two elders of Long Mu.

Of course, Chu Wind could not let the chance to communicate with the two Tribulation Heavenly Lords slip away.