Argh!
In the next moment, waves of panicked screams echoed ceaselessly.
These cries came from the onlookers in the distance.
At that moment, the crowd was like startled birds, losing their ability to hover in the air. They plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground in a dishevelled heap.
It was the pressure—the overwhelming pressure of the black-robed man.
Without the resistance of the Chu Heavenly Clan’s leader and Dantai Yinjian, the two top experts, the millions of powerhouses were like ants before the black-robed man, utterly powerless.
With a mere thought, he could dominate everything.
“Who’d have thought you’d see this day?”
Looking at the crowd sprawled on the ground, the black-robed man let out a chilling laugh.
Among the crowd, there were naturally those with backbone, resolved to face death unflinchingly. These defiant souls began to rebuke and curse the black-robed man, hoping to vex him one last time before their end.
But many others, faced with death, were terrified, some wetting themselves in fear, crying and begging for mercy.
The more they pleaded, the colder the black-robed man’s laughter grew.
“Begging is useless, you卑劣 beasts. Today, you’ll all become ghosts of this place,” the black-robed man said coldly.
His words silenced many of the pleas, as people realised there was truly no hope.
At that moment, even the air was thick with despair.
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”
But, to everyone’s surprise, just as they were preparing to meet their doom, a loud voice rang out from the clearing.
The voice stunned everyone.
In the clearing, there were only three people: the Chu Heavenly Clan’s leader, Dantai Yinjian, and the black-robed man.
But that voice clearly didn’t belong to any of them.
“That voice… could it be?”
“It can’t be…”
Yet, many in the crowd recognised the voice’s owner.
But they were reluctant to believe it, as they didn’t want that person to be here.
“Stop skulking and show yourself!” the black-robed man roared, taking action.
**Roar!**
With a wave of his sleeve, visible martial energy surged forth, majestic and terrifying.
In an instant, the surging energy transformed into a colossal beast, towering above the void.
The beast stood a thousand metres tall and stretched ten thousand metres long. Once formed, it roared repeatedly, charging toward the source of the voice.
**Buzz!**
However, the awe-inspiring beast hadn’t gone far when it suddenly halted, disintegrating into a cloud of smoke that scattered and vanished.
“What?!”
The crowd was baffled, unable to comprehend why such a powerful martial beast would suddenly collapse and turn to ash.
The black-robed man, however, grew anxious.
“Who are you, to wield the power of this place?” he demanded.
He had sensed that the one who effortlessly destroyed his martial beast didn’t rely on personal strength but on the power of the Void Divine Tree hidden deep underground.
“If I hadn’t mastered this power, how would I dare challenge the leader of the Blood-Devouring Demon Clan?” Chu Feng’s voice rang out again.
As his voice echoed, a barrier appeared in the area, and as it opened, Chu Feng’s figure came into view.
“It’s really Chu Feng?”
Seeing Chu Feng, the crowd was naturally shocked, but not overly worried. Instead, they felt a surge of joy.
They had overheard that Chu Feng seemed to have mastered some kind of power; otherwise, he couldn’t have so easily deflected a peak Venerable’s attack.
In their eyes, Chu Feng wasn’t here to die with them—he was their saviour.
“I thought it was someone else. So it’s you,” the Blood-Devouring Demon Clan leader said, sizing up Chu Feng.
“I’ve long heard that Chu Xuanyuan’s son, Chu Feng, is a troublesome junior. Seeing you today, it seems true.”
“Since you didn’t deny my earlier words, it seems you are indeed the current leader of the Blood-Devouring Demon Clan,” Chu Feng said.
“I’ve even shared my plans with you. There’s no need to hide my identity,” the clan leader replied.
“But how did you master the power of this place? And where are my clan members now?” he asked sternly.
“You’re a perceptive one. Since you’ve guessed it, I’ll be blunt,” Chu Feng said.
“My clan members, including Zhang Yanfeng, Zhang Boyi, and Zhang Shizhi, are in my hands. If you want me to release them, it’s not impossible. I’m sure you know what you need to do, don’t you?” Chu Feng’s tone was casual, but the threat in his words was unmistakable.
However, as soon as he spoke, he felt a surge of immense power rising from deep underground, aimed directly at him.
Fortunately, Chu Feng had been holding the pendant tightly.
Sensing the attack, he immediately used the pendant to channel the power of the place, forcefully suppressing the incoming force.
To onlookers, nothing was visible, and they felt nothing.
Only Chu Feng knew that the Blood-Devouring Demon Clan leader had just launched a silent, lethal attack. Had he not reacted quickly, he might have been done for.
“Senior, as the leader of the Blood-Devouring Demon Clan, resorting to a sneak attack? That’s rather unbecoming, isn’t it?” Chu Feng said, looking up at the clan leader with a tone full of mockery.
“Hmph,” the clan leader merely snorted.
Immediately, Chu Feng felt an even more overwhelming force surging from the depths, rushing toward him.
But Chu Feng was prepared. Gripping the pendant tightly, he focused his mind, wielding the Void Divine Tree’s power to counterattack the clan leader.
**Rumble!**
Though it was a silent battle, the immense power caused the ground to tremble violently.
At the same time, everyone present could clearly feel the force sweeping up from the depths.
The earth shook, and the surrounding trees and heavens trembled in unison.
Though the power didn’t harm anyone and its spectacle wasn’t terrifying, people could sense its immense strength.
“Incredible. Is this the power Chu Feng and the Blood-Devouring Demon Clan leader are wielding?”
Even a master like Dantai Yinjian gazed in awe.
Though a peak Venerable, he felt utterly insignificant before this power.
He understood that if this force were used against him, he’d be reduced to ash in an instant.
“It seems our fate rests in Chu Feng’s hands,” Dantai Yinjian said with a sigh.
In truth, he wasn’t the only one sighing. Nearly everyone present shared the same sentiment.
Chu Feng and the Blood-Devouring Demon Clan leader were wielding the same power.
Though the clash wasn’t overly dramatic, they were engaged in a true contest.
And this contest would determine their life or death.
