Many people looked as disappointed as if their parents had died. Other people tried to cover it up, but the look on Ranmil's face was too obvious. No one responded to her words, because it was the truth.
"There's an ancient technique attached to the soft armor known as the South Sea Technique." Emperor Wu narrowed his eyes. "The man who once ruled this continent inscribed it himself."
The man who once ruled the continent?! The one who was too powerful to be named?! Everyone fell silent...
"Did His Royal Highness give Feng Wu the soft armor, then? She didn't just stumble upon it herself?" Ranmil asked jealously.
Empress Dugu said grumpily, "The crown prince has always had the soft armor. How could Feng Wu just 'stumble upon' it?"
Ranmil was silent. Emperor Wu gave her a meaningful look. Ranmil didn't dare utter a word.
Meanwhile.
On the other side of the crystal ball
The man was still punching Feng Wu. He pounded Feng Wu's stomach with his fist over and over again. His formidable fist was covered with golden light.
Thump! Thump! Thump! He gloated as he punched her. But he failed to notice that with each punch, he lost a little more spiritual essence while Feng Wu gained a little more.
As the people watched, they shouted inwardly, "Stop! Stop now!" Because the longer he hit her, the more power she would gain. He was feeding Feng Wu spiritual essence at the cost of his own! He had practically turned into her energy source!
Ranmil gritted her teeth. She almost wanted to shut down the crystal ball because she didn't want to see Feng Wu being so successful. But she didn't want to give up because she believed that things would turn around eventually. That stupid man! How had he become a Level 6 Spiritual Lord when he was such an idiot?! Keep punching Feng Wu, and he would turn her into a Level 6 Spiritual Lord!
Ranmil wasn't the only one who was frustrated. Neither Master Dugu nor Lord Mu enjoyed watching it either. No one would be happy when their enemies got stronger right in front of their eyes. But they couldn't remind the man.
Until... The man finally realized something was wrong. Although Feng Wu had been shouting nonstop, she didn't seem affected by all the punching at all. He, on the other hand, felt his spiritual essence being exhausted. "You." He realized what was happening. He stopped and stared at Feng Wu. "Why are you still not dead?" He had punched her at least 100 times! With all the power he had used, he could have killed a Level 7 Spiritual Lord, let alone a Level 5 Spiritual Lord.
But Feng Wu was still alive. Although she had been yelling, it was so exaggerated that she sounded like she was faking it. Moreover... She had just caught his hand and pushed him away. He glared at her.
Feng Wu straightened her clothes and looked at the man with a smile. The man was shocked. Not only wasn't she dead, she also didn't seem injured at all.