Chapter 93: The Huntian War Emperor in His Youth

Chapter 93: The Huntian War Emperor in His Youth

Huntian Battle Tower.

A crowd had gathered, with countless more arriving from all directions—outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, core disciples, and even true inheritors!

All because they had received word: Sect Heir Candidate Chen Feng was challenging the Huntian Battle Tower once again. The last time, Chen Feng had secured the eleventh rank on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking in Huntian Sect's History.

Now, he was challenging it again. Did this mean he was confident in defeating the tenth-ranked contender and taking their place?

This was a moment to witness history.

Inside the Huntian Battle Tower.

Before Chen Feng stood the same figure, shrouded in mist, elusive as if it might vanish with the wind at any moment.

But this time, the figure became clear in Chen Feng’s eyes.

It was a woman.

Chen Feng drew his sword—the Flowing Cup Sword—and unleashed a dazzling sword light, unstoppable and overwhelming, slashing straight toward his opponent.

This strike appeared plain and ordinary, devoid of any obvious profundity, yet its power was immense. With a single slash, his aura locked onto his opponent, leaving no room for evasion.

The speed of the sword was like a flash of lightning.

Unavoidable!

His opponent activated Destiny Power—a lofty, unfathomable force that instantly enveloped her body, enhancing every aspect of her being.

Last time, Chen Feng had lost to this very power.

But this time was different.

He had broken through his limits, achieved Sublimation, and his current strength far surpassed his previous level.

There was no comparison!

What did it matter if she unleashed Destiny Power?

Under his sword, nothing could resist. Everything would be crushed.

One strike!

Just this one strike!

The mist surrounding his opponent was instantly torn apart.

A second slash followed.

Still, it seemed like an ordinary swing.

But with Chen Feng’s current mastery of swordplay, even a casual strike contained astonishing profundity and terrifying power.

This was the result of cultivating dozens of sword techniques to perfection.

As the saying goes, "Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will reveal itself."

The same principle applied to swordsmanship.

When one had practiced enough sword techniques, the mysteries of the art became ingrained in body and mind, mastered instinctively.

Thus, even a casually executed slash, though seemingly plain, contained subtleties that surpassed mid-grade sword techniques and rivaled some high-grade ones.

As another saying goes, "Read three hundred poems, and even if you can’t compose, you can recite."

Under the second slash, his opponent was struck directly, her form dispersing.

"Congratulations to Huntian Sect’s Sect Heir Candidate Chen Feng for successfully challenging the Huntian Battle Tower and securing the tenth rank on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking!"

A grand and majestic voice suddenly resounded from the Huntian Battle Tower, echoing in all directions and reverberating through the void.

For a moment, the thousands gathered around the tower fell into stunned silence, their faces filled with shock and awe—before erupting into thunderous cheers.

The uproar was explosive, like a volcano suddenly erupting or a tsunami surging forth.

"Senior Brother Chen is invincible!"

"I knew it—Senior Brother Chen is the strongest!"

"Ahhh! Senior Brother Chen, I want to bear your children!" A burly, dark-skinned youth bellowed repeatedly, causing those nearby to step back and eye him with strange looks.

The news spread at an astonishing speed, shocking many across the sect.

Tenth on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking in Huntian Sect's History!

What astonishing weight this holds.

Especially the powerful figures within the sect knew all too well—the one ranked tenth was a supreme existence who had already awakened the Human Body's Hidden Treasure and mastered Destiny Power. In the Huntian Palace, Tuoba Wuxiang was nearly moved to tears.

"Will my Huntian Sect... finally rise again?"

Year after year of decline, yet now someone had defied the odds, like a floating log to a drowning man, a pool of water in the desert, a beacon in the dark sea.

Though it was merely a hope that brought hope, it was not impossible for this spark to one day start a prairie fire.

That faint light piercing the darkness could very well become a blazing sun hanging in the sky.

"Congratulations to Huntian Sect's Sect Heir Candidate Chen Feng for successfully challenging the Huntian Battle Tower, ranking ninth on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking."

Not long after, another majestic voice resounded, spreading the news far and wide.

Ninth place!

Undeniably stronger than tenth, it sent shockwaves once more.

But this was not the end—it was only the beginning.

"Congratulations to Huntian Sect's Sect Heir Candidate Chen Feng for successfully challenging the Huntian Battle Tower, ranking eighth on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking."

"Congratulations to Huntian Sect's Sect Heir Candidate Chen Feng for successfully challenging the Huntian Battle Tower, ranking seventh on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking."

...

Every few dozen breaths, a majestic voice would ring out, each announcement sending tremors through the hearts and souls of everyone in the sect.

For a time, even those in the Dao Integration Realm fell silent.

They were all deeply shaken.

"Congratulations to Huntian Sect's Sect Heir Candidate Chen Feng for successfully challenging the Huntian Battle Tower, ranking second on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking."

"Second place!"

"Senior Brother Chen Feng has reached second on the Strongest Body Forging Ranking..."

"Next is first place..."

"Who would have thought that Chen Feng, a mere Mortal Body, could come this far? First place belongs to our sect's Founding Ancestor."

Within the Huntian Palace, Tuoba Wuxiang's face was solemn.

The first on the Huntian Sect's Strongest Body Forging Ranking was none other than the sect's Founding Ancestor—the Huntian War Emperor!

Throughout history, the Huntian Sect had produced countless prodigies, even monstrous talents with God-Grade Divine Traits during its peak. They had all challenged the Strongest Body Forging Ranking, yet none had ever surpassed the Founding Ancestor, the Huntian War Emperor.

"Chen Feng..."

"Can you do it?"

No one considered defeating the Founding Ancestor an act of defiance.

On the contrary, everyone hoped someone could surpass the young Founding Ancestor.

For it would signify unparalleled talent, potential, and strength.

The 100th Floor of the Huntian Battle Tower—the final floor.

Previously, Chen Feng had halted at fourth place when challenging the Hidden Dragon Ranking, never attempting further as there was no need.

The 100th Floor.

Inside an immense stone hall stood a towering, majestic figure.

His presence was like a mountain, his aura vast and condensed. Merely standing there, he gave Chen Feng the impression of being the very center of heaven and earth.

As if a single man could uphold the cosmos.

Such an aura left Chen Feng awestruck, overwhelmed with reverence.

In that instant, Chen Feng recognized this figure's identity.

The Founding Ancestor of the Huntian Sect—the Huntian War Emperor!

Regarding the Huntian War Emperor, Chen Feng initially knew nothing, but as he gradually learned more, he couldn't help but feel admiration.

The Huntian War Emperor was extraordinary from the very beginning, possessing an Innate Divine Trait known as the Hunyuan War Heaven Body—a supremely powerful God-Grade Divine Trait Physique, hailed as Quasi-Supreme-Grade.

The pinnacle of God-Grade Divine Traits is also referred to as Supreme-Grade, a rarity throughout history.

In fact, an entire era might not even produce one.

Even those at the Quasi-Supreme-Grade level are exceedingly few.

This alone demonstrates just how formidable and astonishing the Hunyuan War Heaven Body truly was. It was precisely because of this astounding Quasi-Supreme-Grade Divine Trait that the Huntian War Emperor rose from obscurity, relying on his innate talent, brilliance, and relentless effort. Through countless life-and-death battles and great wars, he emerged victorious among countless prodigies and peerless geniuses, dominating an entire era.

In the end, he founded the Huntian Sect.

The Huntian Sect was at its most prosperous during the Huntian War Emperor's lifetime.

At that time, the Huntian Sect possessed strength comparable to Holy Land-Level factions.

Even the three great Holy Land-Level forces were unwilling to make enemies of the Huntian Sect.

Yet, who could have predicted it would decline to such an extent?

The greatest turning point in its downfall was the Huntian War Emperor's demise.

Had he still been alive, the Huntian Sect would likely have become a true Holy Land by now.

"After so many years, another has come."

A voice suddenly rang out from the towering figure within the grand hall, carrying a tone of wistfulness and emotion, as if sighing over the vicissitudes of time.

Hearing these words, Chen Feng couldn't help but show a trace of surprise.

All those he had challenged before had remained silent, immediately engaging in battle without a word. Yet, the Huntian War Emperor had taken the initiative to speak.

"Junior Chen Feng, disciple of Juejian Peak, pays respects to the Ancestor," Chen Feng said after a brief thought, bowing respectfully.

"Juejian Peak... Ah, that was opened by that brat Tianjue..."

The figure of the Huntian War Emperor sighed once more.

Chen Feng finally confirmed that this youthful manifestation of the Huntian War Emperor seemed to possess a certain degree of consciousness.

A truly peculiar sensation.

"Ancestor, is the founder of our Juejian Peak named Tianjue?" Chen Feng seized the opportunity to ask.

Such a rare chance.

"Indeed, the one who established Juejian Peak was called the Tianjue Sword Venerable," the youthful figure of the Huntian War Emperor replied unhurriedly, each word imbued with the weight of time, as if echoing from ancient history.

"Tianjue Sword Venerable!"

Chen Feng murmured the name in repetition.

Suddenly, he recalled the second-ranked opponent he had just challenged.

In that battle, aside from not unleashing his Destiny Power, he had pushed his Sword Unity Realm to its limits, barely securing victory.

Could that opponent have been the founder, the Tianjue Sword Venerable?

One founded the Huntian Sect, the other established Juejian Peak.

One was the Ancestor of the sect, the other the founder of his own lineage.

Though there might have been differences in their strength, Chen Feng's reverence and admiration for them remained equal.

"Ancestor... have you truly fallen?" Chen Feng felt countless questions swirling in his heart, but with so many, he didn't know where to begin. Thus, he spoke the first that came to mind.

"It can be considered so," the youthful figure of the Huntian War Emperor sighed in response. "What you see now is but a wisp of my true spirit."

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel sorrow and astonishment.

Sorrow for the Huntian War Emperor's demise, astonishment at the Huntian War Emperor's formidable power.

Even in death, a remnant of his true spirit remained here—what unimaginable means had achieved this?

Such overwhelming shock sent Chen Feng's mind reeling, leaving him unable to steady himself.

For a moment, countless emotions—gratitude, excitement—surged within him, yet he found no way to express them. He could only take a deep breath, struggling to calm his heart.

"Young one, there is no need to ask so much, nor to understand so much. When the day comes that you have grown strong enough, then seek your answers."

The youthful figure of the Huntian War Emperor suddenly spoke.

"Now, make your move. Let me see if you, who have come this far, are worthy of facing me in battle."

As the words fell, an indescribable combat intent erupted from the Huntian War Emperor's youthful form. That aura was overwhelmingly powerful, vast and boundless, like a storm sweeping across the land, shaking the heavens and earth as it surged toward Chen Feng with unstoppable force.