CHAPTER 472: CHAPTER 262 SHENWU ALLIANCE LEADER

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

The bustling city street is filled with a series of footsteps.

Red, blue, white, and black vehicles traverse the roads, with holographic light screens floating overhead.

Whoosh!!

A flying car slices through the sky, leaving a trail of white in its wake.

Nanjiang is changing rapidly, with more and more large corporations moving in; once rare, flying cars are gradually becoming commonplace.

Passersby rarely stop and stare anymore; on the sidewalks outside various supermarkets and shops, there is endless laughter and chatter. Some people walk hand in hand, smiling, while others sit on public benches, sipping milk tea and playing with their phones.

Tap. Tap.

Footsteps sound again as Chen Feng walks to the roadside opposite the Martial Arts Hall.

An elderly man in a black windbreaker stands on the wide gray stone plaza, bending over to hand a yellow helium balloon to a nearby little boy.

"Little friend, don’t lose it next time."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

The little boy hastily thanks him after receiving the helium balloon, then happily runs off.

The elderly man in the black windbreaker smiles as he retracts his gaze. He seems ordinary and plain, wearing sneakers, like a hiking enthusiast.

Young girls brush past him, and middle-aged office workers with briefcases sit on the public benches not far behind him.

In that moment, silently observing it all, Chen Feng, dressed in a black trench coat, comes to a halt.

"Divine Martial Alliance?"

He asks in a low voice, feeling that the other party’s aura is both familiar and strange.

Just like all those he had encountered from the Divine Martial Alliance, it is filled with the aura of various Evil God’s Powers.

Clearly incredibly complex, yet seemingly pure and singular.

"It seems Devil Moon was right, your perception is indeed beyond ordinary."

The elderly man in the black windbreaker, standing quietly, tilts his head to meet the gaze with a peaceful smile.

Buzz!

In an instant, Chen Feng furrows his eyebrows slightly.

With the aid of his perception, he keenly senses the abnormality around them.

Clearly, they are standing here talking, just four or five meters apart.

Yet, the surrounding passersby appear not to notice them, leaving from behind them as if each was minding their own business.

Even a woman touching up her makeup brushes past, and a man seemingly working on his laptop outdoors on a public bench not far away.

No one pays any attention, as if they are isolated from the world.

If one were to describe it, it feels as though there is an invisible barrier enveloping them, unseen by anyone.

"Heh, it’s just a little trick."

"It seems you haven’t broken into the Extreme Realm; otherwise, you wouldn’t be so perplexed."

The elder in the black windbreaker speaks again, his voice amiable, like that of a neighborly elder.

However, Chen Feng clearly knows that the other party is a Martial Arts Extreme Realm.

Moreover...

"You’re the Shenwu Alliance Leader?"

Squinting as he asks, Chen Feng’s expression grows serious.

He finds it somewhat difficult to see through the other person, a feeling he has only experienced with Yang Wudi before.

Throughout the entire Divine Martial Alliance, the person capable of reaching this point.

He believes there is only one.

"Yes, it’s me."

With a nod and a smile, the elderly man in black remains standing there.

Under his gaze, his hair and beard are gray, his face thin, and his features exceptionally kind.

No malice was detected, except for that initial moment of probing.

Chen Feng is surprised; he initially thought the other party had come for revenge for Devil Moon and others.

Or perhaps the other party is hiding something so well, even the Perception Talent cannot detect any malice.

"So, what do you want from me?"

Chen Feng gets straight to the point; he dislikes this passive feeling.

"It’s simple, just on a whim, I wanted to meet the rumored Innate Dominance, a perception anomaly."

The elderly man in black stands with his hands behind his back, speaking in a calm tone: "I had thought you must have broken into the Extreme Realm to have killed that Onite."

"But now, it seems you are more outstanding and more unexpected than I imagined."

After a pause in tone, he speaks candidly.

"So, I hope you can join us."

"Your Great Protector died at my hands." Chen Feng squints his eyes and says.

"Victory goes to the king, and defeat to the bandit... He’s dead, which only shows his skills were inferior."

With a calm tone, the elder in black paces with his hands behind his back, gazing at the blue sky.

"As for Devil Moon or others."

"To witness the rise of an extraordinary figure like you, they can be considered to have died without regrets."

As the words fall, Chen Feng’s vigilance grows deeper.

The ability to take up and put down, people like this are often the most dangerous.

"Have you considered it?"

"The temple of your Divine Martial Alliance is too small; it might not accommodate me."

"Heh, I like your temperament because I was like you when I was younger."

Shaking his head, the elder in black gives an unexpected answer.

"Moreover, I’m not here on behalf of the Divine Martial Alliance to invite you."

"Oh?" Chen Feng is surprised.

"Earth Star is vast, and what you’ve experienced is only Chi Country."

"It is indeed strong, but it cannot represent martial artists worldwide."

"So?" Chen Feng frowns, knowing he may have come into contact with some unknown force in the Martial Arts World.

"Star Palace, Twelve Main Positions."

"If you agree, you will become one of them in the future, equal to my status."

The elder in black’s tone becomes more serious; Chen Feng recalls in his mind, yet he realizes he’s never heard of this force.

"It does not belong to Chi Country."

As if seeing through Chen Feng’s thoughts, the elder in black shakes his head and explains.

"Of course, it doesn’t belong to the Platinum Federation, nor does it belong to any country."

"It only accepts the world’s strongest martial artists and is destined to create an unprecedented glorious path for the declining martial arts."

The tone is calm, but Chen Feng hears the ambition within.

He wavered for just a moment.

The world’s strongest martial artists? If they could gather together, perhaps they really could extend the path of martial arts forward.