“Yunfei, you should be grateful that you didn’t make too deep an enemy of young friend Chu Feng back then. Otherwise… the consequences would be unimaginable, simply unimaginable.”
Elder Xing Yi patted Song Yunfei’s shoulder, then crushed the stone in his hand and walked outside.
“Elder Xing Er, what exactly did Elder Xing Yi mean just now?” Song Yunfei turned to Elder Xing Er, a sinking feeling already gripping him, yet he desperately wanted answers.
“Yunfei, you’re a perceptive man. Can’t you see that young friend Chu Feng’s strength now surpasses even our Holy Master?” Elder Xing Er asked in return.
*Boom!*
It was as if ten thousand thunderbolts struck at once!!!
The revelation hit Song Yunfei like a tidal wave.
He staggered back several steps, barely able to stand. If not for someone catching him from behind, he would have collapsed to the ground.
“Senior Brother, what’s wrong?”
The crowd steadied Song Yunfei, looking at him with concern.
But Song Yunfei’s gaze shifted to Xia Yun’er beside him.
At that moment, Xia Yun’er’s beautiful face was etched with shock. Her expressive eyes shimmered with complex emotions as she stared at Chu Feng outside.
Seeing Xia Yun’er like this, Song Yunfei also turned his gaze to Chu Feng.
There, the experts of the Starfall Holy Land, including the Holy Master, remained bound by the chains of the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan.
Meanwhile, the clan’s members were all prostrate on the ground.
Only Chu Feng stood in the void above.
It was as if both good and evil had been defeated, and he alone stood victorious.
In that moment, Song Yunfei’s heart turned to ashes.
How could he possibly contend with an opponent like Chu Feng?
“Young Master Chu Feng, do you know how to undo these ropes?”
By now, not only had Elder Xing Yi emerged from the Starfall Holy Stone, but others had followed, hoping to free their Holy Master. However, their strength was too weak to undo the ropes.
They knew Chu Feng could do it, so they deliberately phrased it this way to ask for his help.
“Elders, no need to rush.”
“As the saying goes, the one who ties the bell must untie it. We can’t undo these ropes ourselves.” As Chu Feng spoke, he cast his gaze downward at the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan members sprawled on the ground.
“What do you mean? Are you saying we have to undo the ropes ourselves? Is this your way of humiliating us?” The apparent leader of the clan looked up and asked.
“Exactly.” Chu Feng nodded.
“You!!!”
Not only were the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan members furious, but even the onlookers were stunned.
Even if he wanted to humiliate them, wasn’t this too brazen?
“You think you can humiliate us like this? You underestimate our Bloodthirsty Demon Clan. A warrior can be killed but never shamed. The words ‘surrender’ don’t exist in our clan’s dictionary.”
“Today, you will all die.”
With those words, a blood-red light began to emanate from the black robes of the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan members.
Seeing this, many shouted in alarm, recognising that the clan was preparing to self-destruct.
It wasn’t just one—every clan member’s black robe glowed with that eerie blood-red light. They all intended to self-destruct.
But just when everyone thought they were about to explode, the red light faded.
Everything returned to calm.
No one said anything, but inwardly, they wondered if the clan was merely trying to scare them, with no real intention of self-destructing.
Yet soon, the blood-red light seeped from their robes again.
And just as quickly, it dissipated.
After several such cycles, even the Starfall Holy Land members were baffled, unsure what the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan was doing.
“What’s going on?!”
Suddenly, a furious shout rang out from one of the clan members.
They knew full well they weren’t trying to scare anyone with self-destruction—they genuinely intended to do it.
It was their clan’s rule: when tasked with a mission, there were only two outcomes—complete it or self-destruct.
But despite multiple attempts, they failed. Their internal mystic arts seemed to have malfunctioned, unable to summon the power to self-destruct.
“What, trying to take us down with you in a self-destruction?”
At that moment, Chu Feng’s voice rang out.
His words dripped with mockery, and the sarcastic smirk on his face was even more pronounced.
“You little wretch, was it you? Did you do something?”
At first, the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan members suspected Chu Feng, but they quickly dismissed the idea.
“Impossible. There’s no way you could do something like this.”
“Argh!”
But in the next moment, one of the clan’s Venerable-level experts let out a pained scream, writhing and crawling in agony.
“You have two choices: either you personally undo the ropes, or you die in torment like this,” Chu Feng said, looking at the screaming clan member.
“It’s really you?” Seeing this, the clan members could no longer deny it.
Not only were they shocked, but the experts of the Starfall Holy Land also widened their eyes in disbelief.
Could Chu Feng have truly sealed the clan’s ability to self-destruct?
What seemed impossible to others, Chu Feng had apparently achieved.
In truth, this was no challenge for him. As a Saint-cloak World Spiritist, with his cultivation already surpassing theirs, using spirit techniques to seal their mystic arts was child’s play.
Having seen how these clan members would unhesitatingly choose self-destruction when things went south, Chu Feng had naturally prepared in advance this time.
His spirit techniques were so masterful that the clan hadn’t even noticed their mystic arts were sealed.
“I’ll undo them! I’ll undo their ropes! Stop, please stop!”
Under Chu Feng’s torment, the clan member could no longer endure and began pleading for mercy.
“What did you say? You’re compromising with this wretch?”
Seeing this, the other clan members were furious, shouting rebukes at their comrade.
But the tormented member ignored their admonishments, standing up to personally undo the ropes binding the Starfall Holy Land’s Holy Master and others.
This outcome was well within Chu Feng’s expectations.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Clan members were undeniably courageous, as evidenced by their willingness to sacrifice their lives without hesitation.
But while self-destruction offered a quick death, Chu Feng’s torment was something even the fearless could scarcely endure.
The terror of torment could surpass death itself. It could break a person, drive them to madness.
Thus, while they might not fear death, they weren’t necessarily able to withstand Chu Feng’s torment.
