“Everyone from the Heavens Gate, get out here now!!!”
Chu Feng’s voice was resounding, echoing through the vast heavens and earth.
Almost everyone in the Red Robe Holy Land was startled.
At that moment, streaks of red light tore through the void.
Many elders of the Red Robe Holy Land were hurrying towards the island.
Even disciples came in droves, though most lacked the status to enter the island and could only watch from outside.
Only a few high-ranking disciples were permitted to step onto the island to investigate.
Naturally, the people of the Heavens Gate were also alerted, rushing to the island.
However, while the Red Robe Holy Land’s people came out of curiosity, the Heavens Gate members arrived in a fury.
As they approached, the very void changed colour.
Their grim expressions were like a brewing storm about to engulf the island.
The Heavens Gate was the ruler of the Heavens Starfield.
Its elders and disciples were prominent figures, accustomed to flattery and awe wherever they went.
Today, someone dared to curse them, already igniting their rage.
When they reached the island and saw the situation, they were on the verge of exploding, their overwhelming killing intent flooding the island and even the entire Red Robe Holy Land.
After all, the one lying on the ground was Nangong Yifan.
Nangong Yifan, the future leader of the Heavens Gate!
“Scoundrel, who did this?”
The Heavens Gate elders demanded furiously.
Their cold, blade-like gazes, filled with killing intent, swept over the Red Robe Holy Land’s people.
Faced with those icy stares, even the elders of the Red Robe Holy Land trembled in fear.
At that moment, they cast puzzled looks at Chu Feng.
They couldn’t fathom his actions.
Having offended the Heavens Gate, why didn’t he flee? Instead, he cursed them, drawing all their powerhouses here—wasn’t this courting death?
Yet, even as the Heavens Gate’s wrath fell upon them, they didn’t reveal that Chu Feng was responsible.
After all, Chu Feng had done them a kindness.
But they were powerless to protect him, only hoping he’d beg for mercy and that the Heavens Gate might show leniency, the only way he could survive.
Yet they felt this was nearly impossible.
Not because Chu Feng wouldn’t beg, but because the Heavens Gate would never forgive him.
But, to their surprise, as the Red Robe Holy Land’s people feared for Chu Feng, he spoke again.
“Is there something wrong with your ears?”
“In this Red Robe Holy Land, besides your Heavens Gate people, I, Xiuluo, am the only man.”
“Could you not tell if that voice was male or female?”
Chu Feng’s gaze was icy as he spoke, his cold eyes sweeping over the Heavens Gate members one by one.
His actions successfully drew all attention to himself.
“You?”
“You injured Nangong Yifan?”
The Heavens Gate elders demanded viciously.
Their voices carried the sound of grinding teeth.
They were like enraged, starving wolves, eager to tear Chu Feng apart.
“I did it,” Chu Feng said.
“Courting death!!!”
Suddenly, several waves of immense pressure erupted, surging towards Chu Feng like a tidal wave.
In that moment, not only the Red Robe Holy Land’s people but even Yin Zhuanghong paled in fear.
They knew this pressure was laced with killing intent, not just from peak Venerables but also Supreme Realm powerhouses.
It wasn’t just a tidal wave of pressure—it was a soul-reaping surge.
Anyone hit by it would die, Chu Feng included.
*Buzz—*
But at the critical moment, the terrifying wave of pressure dissipated.
As everyone puzzled, a red skirt fluttered, and a figure descended from the sky, landing before Chu Feng.
Her arrival shifted the heavens and earth, clearing even the gloomy void.
Her presence was more than regal—it was divine.
It was, of course, Han Xiu, the leader of the Red Robe Holy Land.
Her appearance made it clear.
It must have been Han Xiu who blocked the Heavens Gate elders’ pressure.
“Han Xiu, are you protecting this man?”
The Heavens Gate elders pointed at her, demanding fiercely.
They were truly enraged, showing no deference even to the Red Robe Holy Land’s leader.
“Elders, until the matter is clear, I won’t allow you to harm Young Master Xiuluo,” Han Xiu said.
“Let’s see if you can protect him!”
Suddenly, the Heavens Gate elders prepared to act again.
“Stop.”
At that moment, another voice rang out.
A figure descended, landing before the Heavens Gate elders.
It was Tuoba Cheng’an, the Grand Elder of the Heavens Gate.
“Grand Elder, this beast dared to injure Yifan, and the Red Robe Holy Land is aiding his evil. Grand Elder, you must uphold justice for us!”
Seeing Tuoba Cheng’an, the Heavens Gate members acted as if they’d found a saviour.
“Shut up!”
But, to their shock, Tuoba Cheng’an roared at them, his face full of reproach.
The Heavens Gate elders were bewildered, unable to understand why, at such a time, their Grand Elder was scolding them.
Most importantly, their Grand Elder wasn’t usually like this.
He always stood up for them, even when they were wrong, siding with them against outsiders. Why, when they were the ones wronged today, was he protecting an outsider?
Though confused, they fell silent.
They knew how terrifying their Grand Elder was.
No one dared defy him.
“Young Master Xiuluo, was it you who injured our Nangong Yifan?”
Tuoba Cheng’an asked Chu Feng, his tone far kinder than the other elders’.
“It was me, so what?”
Chu Feng was neither humble nor arrogant, his words firm, as if he’d done something right.
This terrified the Red Robe Holy Land elders.
They’d heard of Tuoba Cheng’an’s fearsome reputation.
The Heavens Gate elders were already arrogant and unreasonable, but Tuoba Cheng’an’s ruthlessness surpassed them by far.
Chu Feng’s defiance of the elders was bad enough, but to be so bold with Tuoba Cheng’an was suicidal.
Yet, to their astonishment, despite Chu Feng’s attitude, Tuoba Cheng’an didn’t get angry. Instead, he asked patiently, “Why did you do it, Young Master Xiuluo?”
“Ask Miss Yin,” Chu Feng said, glancing at Yin Zhuanghong.
“What happened, Miss Yin?” Tuoba Cheng’an asked.
Yin Zhuanghong recounted the events in full.
After hearing the story, Tuoba Cheng’an’s expression changed.
His already stern face grew angry, as if a murderous fiend was about to unleash a slaughter.
The Red Robe Holy Land elders paled, and the disciples hid behind them, trembling.
At the same time, they looked at Chu Feng with pity.
They all thought Chu Feng was doomed.
“Scoundrel!”
Suddenly, Tuoba Cheng’an roared.
The sound shook the heavens, like the end of the world.
But the next moment, the Red Robe Holy Land elders and disciples were stunned.
Though the roar came from Tuoba Cheng’an, it wasn’t directed at Chu Feng—it was at Nangong Yifan.
“Grand Elder, I…”
Nangong Yifan was dumbfounded.
He couldn’t understand why, when he was the one beaten, the Grand Elder was yelling at him.
Though confused, facing the furious Tuoba Cheng’an, he didn’t know how to explain.
“You what? I’ll deal with you when we get back.”
Tuoba Cheng’an roared again, then turned to Han Xiu, bowing with an apologetic expression.
“Leader Han, Miss Yin, I failed to discipline my disciple, please forgive me.”
The notoriously ruthless Tuoba Cheng’an was apologizing.
“It’s fine, young people can be impulsive, let it go,” Han Xiu said.
“I’m truly sorry.”
“But rest assured, I’ll discipline him strictly when we return.”
“I’ll give you an explanation for this.”
With that, Tuoba Cheng’an grabbed Nangong Yifan and prepared to leave with the Heavens Gate members.
Seeing this, the Red Robe Holy Land members exchanged glances, unable to believe their eyes.
They never imagined it would end like this. The arrogant Heavens Gate, after their top genius was beaten, not only didn’t retaliate but apologized and left?
This wasn’t the Heavens Gate they knew.
“Wait.”
But at that moment, a cold voice rang out.
As it did, the crowd, just relieved, tensed again.
It was Chu Feng, and his tone was far from friendly.
