Martial God Asura (Web Novel)
chapter-6027

Chapter 6027: The Flagbearer

“Aren’t you from the Ancient Era too?” the Redsoul Sect’s young master asked with a hostile voice.

“I wouldn't be standing here if I wasn’t from the Ancient Era,” Zhao Zhuyin replied.

Her answer only made the crowd feel even more conflicted.

The Redsoul Sect’s young master didn’t attack Zhao Zhuyin right away, knowing that she was no pushover. Instead, he asked, “Why are you helping them if you are from the Ancient Era?”

“I’m helping you. They aren’t people you can mess with,” Zhao Zhuyin replied.

“What a joke!” The Redsoul Sect’s young master laughed. Veins popped from his temples, and he looked like he would attack Zhao Zhuyin despite her being from the Ancient Era too. “I’ll have you know that there’s no one I dare not offend in the world of cultivation!”

He unleashed a powerful surge of oppressive might that suffocated nearly all the prodigies present. His cultivation had already surpassed Half-God; it was at rank one True God level.

“True God! He’s at True God level despite being a junior?! Doesn’t that mean that even prodigies like Chu Feng aren't a match for him? Is this the gap between an Ancient Era’s prodigies and present-era prodigies?”

The present-era juniors panicked upon sensing the cultivation of the Redsoul Sect’s young master. Both sides hadn’t clashed yet, but they knew that a battle was inevitable. Granted that the true showdown would be between the older generation, but the strength of the juniors also hinted at the strength of both sides.

Most important of all, juniors were the crux to God’s Era.

The Redsoul Sect’s young master revealed a gleeful smile when he sensed the crowd’s horror and shock.

“You shouldn’t put our people down just to prop outsiders up!”

With those words, he directed his oppressive might toward Zhao Zhuyin!

The world suddenly shook right after.

Most of the juniors fell to the ground. Even the Redsoul Sect’s young master was forced to retreat several steps. The only person who remained perfectly balanced was Zhao Zhuyin.

The crowd finally realized that Zhao Zhuyin was a rank one True God level cultivator too.

“Who are you?” the Redsoul Sect’s young master asked.

“People of the Redsoul Sect aren’t qualified to know who I am,” Zhao Zhuyin replied.

Those from the Redsoul Sect, despite their wrath earlier, quickly cooled down and turned to look at their young master. They panicked.

It was one thing for Zhao Zhuyin to be a rank one True God level cultivator, but it looked like she truly didn’t think much about their sect either.

The Redsoul Sect’s young master reined in his oppressive might and asked, “Are you from the Heavensword Sacred Palace?”

Zhao Zhuyin didn’t reply, but those words did evoke Chu Feng’s memories.

He had heard about the Heavensword Sacred Palace from the Ancient Era’s juniors who attacked the Ancestral Martial Galaxy. It was one of the stronger Ancient Era’s powers.

He had never heard of the Redsoul Sect, but the Redsoul Sectmembers looked intimidated by the Heavensword Sacred Palace. That gave him a glimpse into the hierarchy between the two sects.

Weng!

A brilliant light shone from the sky.

The immense spirit power in the sky had finished converging, and a formidable power was about to emerge.

The crowd quickly turned their attention over.

Two flags manifested from the spirit power, one containing the words ‘Present Era’ and the other ‘Ancient Era’. The humongous flags covered the sky, but they suddenly vanished into thin air.

The crowd was initially confused, but they soon turned their eyes to Chu Feng and Zhao Zhuyin. The two flags had reappeared above them, the ‘Present Era’ flag for Chu Feng and the ‘Ancient Era’ flag for Zhao Zhuyin, though they were now only three meters in length.

The crowd could sense the eyes of the Redsoul Sect’s young master turning cold even though his face was veiled.

The flags emanated a brilliant light, and a voice echoed, “Are you willing to be the flagbearers?”

“Is there a benefit to it?” Chu Feng asked.

There was no response, but the flags began turning incorporeal. It looked like the flags would disappear if they didn’t answer soon.

So, Chu Feng reached out and grabbed the flag, thinking that he should secure it first and slowly decipher what it was about later.

As soon as his hands grabbed the flag, power surged into his body, and a peculiar light shrouded him.

“Is there a benefit to it?” Qin Xuan asked.

“None yet, though it looks like I’ll have to lead the team,” Chu Feng replied.

He raised the flag, and a formation enveloped the square. He then turned to the present-era cultivators and said, “I have received a message from the flag. You may choose to join me or venture alone. Those who wish to join me can reach out to the formation and fuse your aura into it. I’m fine with it either way, and I don’t plan to coerce anyone either. You’re free to choose.”

Qin Xuan, Yuwen Yanri, and a few others fused their auras into the formation, and soon, they began emanating the same light as Chu Feng.

More and more people fused their auras into the formation to join Chu Feng’s group.

Even those who had initially distanced themselves from him tried to do the same too, knowing that there was greater potential if they joined him. However, this group of people quickly realized that they were unable to fuse their auras into the formation.

“Young hero Chu Feng, why can’t we fuse our auras into the formation?” someone asked.

“I rejected you. You distanced yourself earlier, and I respect your decision. We should go our own ways,” Chu Feng replied curtly.

Many looked regretful. They wouldn’t have landed in this position if they hadn’t distanced themselves from Chu Feng at the very start. Some cursed Chu Feng for being narrow-minded, though they only did so in their hearts as they dared not offend him.

“Miss Zhao, aren’t you going to take the flag? There might be benefits to this,” Chu Feng told Zhao Zhuyin via voice transmission.

He saw that Zhao Zhuyin’s flag was already on the verge of vanishing, but she didn’t look inclined to accept it.

“I prefer to go by myself,” Zhao Zhuyin replied.

Her flag finally vanished.

It quickly reappeared above the head of the Redsoul Sect’s young master, and without any hesitation, he reached out, grabbed the flag, and unleashed its formation. “I don’t know what benefits this flag holds, but I promise that those who follow me won’t leave with empty hands.”

All the Ancient Era’s prodigies fused their auras into his formation.

Even Zhao Zhuyin emanated the same light too. She had decided to follow the Redsoul Sect’s young master.