Outside the Starfall Holy Stone, all the experts from both the Starfall Holy Land and the Ghost Sect Hall had been bound one by one by the members of the Blood-devouring Demon Clan.
This filled the experts of the Starfall Holy Land and Ghost Sect Hall with rage. They could tolerate such treatment elsewhere in the Starfield, but this was the Great Thousand Upper Realm.
In the Great Thousand Upper Realm, they were prominent figures. When had they ever endured such humiliation?
But what made them despair most was not just the humiliation—they were likely in mortal danger.
After all, these were the ruthless Blood-devouring Demon Clan.
“Hey, hey, hey, you’re supposed to be members of a demonic sect with a ten-thousand-year legacy. Isn’t it a bit rude to treat the experts of our Great Thousand Upper Realm like this?”
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
This unexpected voice drew everyone’s attention.
Whether it was the experts of the Starfall Holy Land, the Ghost Sect Hall, or even the Blood-devouring Demon Clan, all eyes turned toward the source.
“Chu Feng?”
But upon seeing who it was, the Ghost Sect Hall Master’s mouth fell slightly open, his face a mix of astonishment and anxiety.
He greatly admired Chu Feng, but he didn’t want to see him here. Yet Chu Feng had appeared nonetheless.
“Hall Master Senior, long time no see,” Chu Feng said, far more composed than the uneasy Ghost Sect Hall Master. Not only was he calm, but he even smiled and waved at the Hall Master.
“Is he Chu Xuanyuan’s son, Chu Feng?” At this moment, the Starfall Holy Land’s Master also looked at Chu Feng with a complex expression.
He had seen portraits of Chu Feng and heard of his deeds, but this was his first time seeing Chu Feng in person.
“Greetings, Holy Master Senior,” Chu Feng said courteously, clasping his fists toward the Starfall Holy Land’s Master. His attitude was not only polite but also remarkably relaxed.
It was precisely this relaxed demeanour that baffled everyone.
“What is this guy doing? Has he lost his mind?”
Watching Chu Feng’s carefree, smiling face, devoid of any tension, Song Yunfei and the younger generation of the Starfall Holy Land were utterly perplexed.
Some even wondered if Chu Feng was foolish—couldn’t he see how dire the situation was?
It wasn’t just the younger generation who were confused; even the Starfall Holy Land’s Master and the Ghost Sect Hall Master were at a loss.
They didn’t understand why Chu Feng was so calm, but they knew the danger he was facing.
Thus, they began secretly transmitting messages, urging Chu Feng to flee.
But Chu Feng seemed oblivious to their transmissions, offering no response. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the eighteen Exalted Realm experts of the Blood-devouring Demon Clan.
His look carried a hint of provocation.
Seeing Chu Feng’s provocative gaze, the Blood-devouring Demon Clan experts were taken aback, even wondering if there was something wrong with the boy’s eyes to look at them that way.
Who gave him the audacity to stare like that?
But to their shock, just as they were reassuring themselves, Chu Feng suddenly spoke.
“I’m telling you, release these seniors immediately.”
“What?” Chu Feng’s words stunned everyone.
Even the Blood-devouring Demon Clan members couldn’t believe their ears.
“Did you just tell me to release them? Did I hear that right?” one of them, seemingly the leader, asked Chu Feng.
His tone was harsh, laced with menace, as if warning Chu Feng to choose his next words carefully—or face dire consequences if he displeased him.
Anyone else might have been too terrified to speak, perhaps even ready to kneel and beg for forgiveness.
But to their astonishment, Chu Feng showed no respect. Not only did he disregard the threat, but he also wore an expression of impatience. “What, do you need me to repeat myself?”
“You ignorant fool, daring to speak to our clan’s lord like that? Kneel now!”
Enraged by Chu Feng’s provocative attitude, one of the Blood-devouring Demon Clan experts roared.
As he shouted, the oppressive might of a Martial Immortal Pinnacle swept toward Chu Feng.
He intended to use his might to force Chu Feng to his knees.
But after releasing his might, the area fell into an eerie silence.
The onlookers exchanged bewildered glances, while the Blood-devouring Demon Clan member who had unleashed the might stood frozen, dumbfounded.
His might had clearly enveloped Chu Feng, yet Chu Feng was unscathed. Far from being forced to kneel, not a single hair on Chu Feng’s head had stirred.
“Sigh, you really don’t know what’s good for you. Do I have to make a move before you’ll release them?”
Crackle—
As Chu Feng spoke, a thunderous mark shaped like the character for “God” appeared on his forehead.
At the same time, a powerful wave of oppressive might surged forth, instantly dominating the area.
Clatter—
The next moment, the Blood-devouring Demon Clan members standing in midair lost their ability to fly, tumbling to the ground like falling leaves.
“This aura… could it be?”
At this moment, the Starfall Holy Land’s Master, the Ghost Sect Hall Master, all the experts, and the younger generation were dumbfounded.
The younger generation might not fully grasp what had happened, but the experts felt it clearly. It was Chu Feng—Chu Feng alone had, in an instant, brought all the Blood-devouring Demon Clan experts crashing to the ground.
For Chu Feng to achieve this, beyond the lightning mark on his forehead, his true cultivation had to be at the First Rank Exalted.
But this revelation was clearly beyond their belief, or their faces wouldn’t display such shocked expressions.
“Such formidable combat strength. These people had no chance to resist. Young Friend Chu Feng’s combat power is truly terrifying. In the same realm, I’m afraid no one could be his match, could they?”
Seeing Chu Feng effortlessly subdue the Blood-devouring Demon Clan members, Elder Xing Yi, who had been worried and even guilt-ridden about Chu Feng, immediately broke into a beaming smile. His excitement was far beyond mere words.
“Elder Xing Yi, what… what… what did you just mean by ‘in the same realm’? Aren’t there… Exalted Realm experts among them?”
Song Yunfei looked at Elder Xing Yi with a complex gaze, his flickering eyes filled with doubt, tension, and unease.
