After setting up the concealment array, Chu Feng didn’t immediately set off. Instead, he selected a few more talkative Blood-devouring Demon Clan members and subjected them to intense interrogation.
Chu Feng’s current plan was to rescue people, but saving them from the Blood-devouring Demon Clan was akin to venturing into a dragon’s lair or a tiger’s den.
He needed to gather as much detailed information about them as possible.
Only then could he increase his chances of success.
After thorough questioning, Chu Feng finally set out.
He began heading toward the northwest of the Void Sacred Tree.
There, a Blood-devouring Demon Clan camp held all the people they had captured.
Through near-brutal interrogation and meticulous inquiries, Chu Feng gained a comprehensive understanding of the Blood-devouring Demon Clan’s strength within the Void Sacred Tree.
It could be said that he now knew nearly everything the interrogated clan members did.
Chu Feng learned that the strongest member of the Blood-devouring Demon Clan was their Clan Leader, reportedly just a step away from the Supreme Venerable Realm.
Though still at the Exalted Pinnacle, his formidable strength made him undefeated among peers, an exceptionally powerful figure.
Besides the Clan Leader, there was a Vice Clan Leader, also an Exalted Pinnacle, whose strength was similarly not to be underestimated.
Below these two leaders were ten Protectors.
Nine of the ten Protectors were Eighth Rank Exalted, while one had reached the Exalted Pinnacle.
Excluding the Clan Leader and the ten Protectors, there were still 331 Exalted Realm experts among the Blood-devouring Demon Clan members who had entered the Void Sacred Tree.
On paper, the Blood-devouring Demon Clan was undeniably formidable, with a wealth of elite experts.
After all, the entire Chu Heavenly Clan currently had only a handful of Exalted Realm experts.
Yet the Blood-devouring Demon Clan had so many, a testament to the abundance of talent within their ranks.
The Clan Leader, in particular, was said to have sensed the opportunity for a breakthrough, standing just a hair’s breadth from the Supreme Venerable Realm.
How many Supreme Venerables were there in the entire Ancestral Martial Starfield?
If the Blood-devouring Demon Clan Leader truly stepped into the Supreme Venerable Realm, their clan’s strength could rival colossal forces like the Tantai Heavenly Clan.
At that point, the long-dormant demon clan would once again become a feared presence in the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
However, the most alarming aspect of the Blood-devouring Demon Clan was not just the strength of their older generation but the brilliance of their younger generation.
Through rigorous interrogation and careful questioning, Chu Feng learned that the clan was teeming with talent, with three individuals standing out as the most exceptional.
These three were siblings.
The youngest, the sister, was named Zhang Shirui. It was said that Zhang Shirui was quite beautiful, her appearance so striking that not only the younger generation but even the elders were fond of her looks.
She was, reportedly, a feast for the eyes.
But as the saying goes, appearances can be deceiving, and Zhang Shirui was a prime example.
Despite her harmless look, she was extraordinarily malicious. Even the Blood-devouring Demon Clan, a demonic sect, spoke of her with faces full of fear.
Her malice stemmed from her habit of tormenting fellow clan members. If anything displeased her, she would subject them to torment.
Yet her methods didn’t involve physical harm but relied on her words.
Zhang Shirui’s mouth was uniquely gifted, and even the martial techniques she cultivated were centred on her speech.
The Blood-devouring Demon Clan, fearless of heaven and earth, seemed to universally dread Zhang Shirui’s tongue.
It was said that without using martial techniques or skills, just speaking normally, she could curse someone to death—literally causing their soul to shatter and their body to explode.
Though her words were venomous, Zhang Shirui was immensely talented, reportedly a Ninth Rank Martial Immortal at a young age.
The second sibling, Zhang Boyi, was an eccentric man. The clan members didn’t elaborate on his oddities, seeming reluctant to discuss it, and Chu Feng didn’t press further.
After all, it wasn’t his focus.
But Chu Feng knew that Zhang Boyi was also exceptionally strong, a Martial Immortal Pinnacle like Zhang Shirui, though his strength seemed to surpass hers.
The most talented of the three, however, was the eldest brother, Zhang Yanfeng.
Zhang Yanfeng was said to be extraordinarily handsome and incredibly narcissistic, considering himself the most beautiful man in the world. Given his looks, calling himself a handsome man wasn’t unreasonable, but he had one flaw: his head was unusually large, particularly his occipital region.
No matter how handsome he was, an oversized head disrupted his proportions.
As a martial cultivator, altering one’s appearance was simple, and resizing a head was no challenge.
Yet Zhang Yanfeng had no intention of doing so, believing every part of his body was perfect, including his disproportionately large head, which he deemed flawless.
But setting aside his narcissism, Zhang Yanfeng’s strength was undeniable.
He was a First Rank Exalted.
Consider this: in the Ancestral Martial Starfield, most believed only Chu Feng and Linghu Hongfei among the younger generation were Exalted Realm cultivators.
The two were hailed as monstrous geniuses.
With the same strength as Chu Feng and Linghu Hongfei, Zhang Yanfeng was naturally a monstrous genius as well.
In short, the Blood-devouring Demon Clan’s top three geniuses were eccentric figures, but their talents were all monstrous.
The best news was that in the camp, all the top experts had gone out to capture people. The strongest remaining were these three siblings.
For Chu Feng, defeating the three siblings would allow him to rescue the captives.
Moreover, these siblings were vital to the Blood-devouring Demon Clan, seen as the clan’s future. In Chu Feng’s view, capturing them could potentially be used to threaten the entire clan.
As the saying goes, strike a snake at its seventh inch—these three siblings might just be the Blood-devouring Demon Clan’s Achilles’ heel.
After some travel, a vast open space appeared before Chu Feng.
In the Void Sacred Tree, filled with massive tree trunks, finding such an open area was rare.
At the centre of this open space stood a colossal gate.
The gate was three thousand metres tall and eight hundred metres wide.
It was woven from countless branches, which Chu Feng recognised as branches from the Void Sacred Tree.
It looked peculiar but inexplicably carried a hint of sanctity.
Chu Feng knew this must be the gate the Blood-devouring Demon Clan planned to open.
But for now, the gate was merely a structure, not a functioning portal.
“Strange, why is there nothing here?”
By all accounts, Chu Feng had devised a rescue plan and reached his destination. He should have been pleased.
But at this moment, he wasn’t. Not only was there no joy on his face, but his brows furrowed.
He noticed that the vast open space held only the gate woven from branches—nothing else.
It looked eerily empty.
