When people recognized that it was indeed Chu Feng, their hearts were filled with shock.
The scene fell eerily silent for a moment, as the crowd was so stunned by what they witnessed that they were rendered speechless.
Though many had heard that Chu Feng had fought Linghu Hongfei to a draw, sharing the title of the top of the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars, his genius was undeniable and unquestioned.
Yet among the five hundred martial experts just now, there were Third Rank Venerables.
Such powerhouses, in front of Chu Feng, were no different from Martial Immortals, all slain with a single strike.
How could they not be astonished?
Not just the people of the Great Thousand Upper Realm, even the Chu Heavenly Clan’s members were shocked by Chu Feng’s current strength.
His growth was simply too fast. In their minds, it seemed that every time they parted and met again, Chu Feng’s cultivation had improved.
But then, the Chu Heavenly Clan’s members felt a pang of heartache.
Not only them, but even the onlookers from the Great Thousand Upper Realm felt pity seeing Chu Feng standing before his clan.
Undoubtedly, this was a true monstrous genius. If he continued to grow, he might surpass his father, perhaps even stand at the pinnacle of the Ancestral Martial Starfield or become a top expert in the Holy Light Galaxy.
Yet such a rare genius was destined to fall today.
Would the Great Thousand Upper Realm ever see another like him?
The thought left a bitter taste in their hearts.
“Interesting. Worthy of being Chu Xuanyuan’s son. That ruthless demeanor doesn’t seem like that of a junior,” said a Blood Devouring Hall expert, looking at the remains of the fallen with no trace of sympathy, as if they deserved their fate.
“Why attack my Chu Heavenly Clan?” Chu Feng asked.
Having just returned, he only saw these people besieging his clan leader, but he didn’t know the full story. Though he had guesses, he couldn’t be sure, so he asked.
“Why? Naturally, because of your father.”
“Your father slaughtered my entire family, so I’ll wipe out yours.”
“Father’s debt, son repays. It’s only right.”
Angry roars rose from the attackers, filled with intense killing intent and deep hatred.
“And you?” Chu Feng turned his gaze to the eight Blood Devouring Hall experts. “Do you have a grudge with my father?”
He knew these eight were the real threat to his clan.
“We have no grudge with your father. We’re here today simply because we were paid to eliminate a problem,” the leader of the Blood Devouring Hall said.
“Then you deserve to die even more,” Chu Feng replied.
“Hahaha…” The Blood Devouring Hall members burst into laughter.
“We do deserve to die. We’ve killed too many who didn’t. But sadly, today it won’t be us dying, but you…” one of them said.
“Fair enough,” Chu Feng gave a faint smile, then said, “A debt has its owner. Since my father isn’t here, I’ll settle your accounts.”
“Kill me, and spare my clan. How about it?”
“Chu Feng, no!” Many in the Chu Heavenly Clan shouted.
They didn’t want Chu Feng to die to protect them.
That would leave them with guilt.
“You really play the hero. Are you truly not afraid of death?” a Blood Devouring Hall expert asked.
“I am,” Chu Feng said.
“Afraid? You say you’re afraid? I don’t see a trace of fear in you. You’re far calmer than those so-called elders of your Chu Heavenly Clan,” the expert said, his words dripping with sarcasm.
The Chu Heavenly Clan members were terrified. Some were crying, and even those who weren’t had fear written on their faces.
Fear, cowardice, dread of death—many displayed it vividly.
It was understandable for the younger generation, but even the elders, facing the clan’s extinction, were the same.
Normally, fear was natural in the face of annihilation.
Yet Chu Feng, a junior, faced this life-or-death crisis with no fear, utterly composed.
The contrast made most of the Chu Heavenly Clan seem weak.
“Chu Feng, you’re different. But you’re mistaken about one thing. Though you’re our target, that doesn’t mean we’ll spare your clan.”
“The decision isn’t yours, it’s ours.”
“You can ask them if they’d rather leave loose ends or cut the grass at the root,” the Blood Devouring Hall expert said.
“The Chu Heavenly Clan has done much evil. Not one should be spared.”
“Yes, killing these weaklings is doing the Ancestral Martial Starfield a favor.”
The attackers spoke with gritted teeth, some gloating, even labeling the Chu Heavenly Clan as an evil, irredeemable family.
But that wasn’t the point. The point was their resolute intent to kill the entire clan.
“Chu Feng, you see? It’s not that we don’t want to spare your clan. It’s the will of the people. We have no choice,” the Blood Devouring Hall expert said.
Seeing the vile expressions of the Blood Devouring Hall and the experts behind them, Chu Feng’s heart burned with hatred.
If the Evil God Sword hadn’t been sealed by the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable, would he fear these people?
But with the sword’s power sealed, he could only rely on himself.
Still, Chu Feng would never give up.
