“Lord Chu Feng, it’s my failure in teaching my descendants that has made a fool of myself before you.”
At this moment, Zhao Old Man was also crying.
He was still angry at Zhao Menglu, even harboring killing intent.
But after Chu Feng intervened, he didn’t dare act, only silently enduring it all.
Chu Feng knew Zhao Old Man needed time to calm down, so he offered little comfort. Instead, he turned to Xiao Yu.
“Lord Chu Feng, please spare me. I truly know my mistake. I’ll never dare again.”
Xiao Yu was still pleading.
At this point, almost everyone’s gazes toward him were hostile.
In contrast, Chu Feng’s was the most neutral.
Xiao Yu knew that today, it would be hard for him to survive.
Even if Chu Feng didn’t pursue it, the others here would likely not let him live.
No choice—who made him offend Chu Feng?
Swoosh—
Suddenly, Chu Feng raised his arm, and a beam of light landed in front of Xiao Yu.
Upon closer inspection, everyone was shocked—it was a medicinal pill.
The pill not only shimmered with light but also exuded a captivating fragrance, clearly a priceless treasure.
“Eat it, and your hand will heal.”
After speaking to Xiao Yu, Chu Feng addressed the crowd, “Don’t make things difficult for him either. Give him a chance. Besides, his mistake wasn’t that grave.”
“Xiao Yu, you’re truly lucky to meet such a kind-hearted Lord Chu Feng.”
“Exactly, hurry up and thank him.”
At this moment, the crowd, previously glaring at Xiao Yu, spoke up.
“Thank you, Lord Chu Feng, thank you, Lord Chu Feng.”
Xiao Yu wept with gratitude, not from fear this time, but genuinely moved.
He never expected Chu Feng not only to overlook his actions but also to give him a healing pill and defend him.
Without Chu Feng, he felt he would have been doomed today.
As for Chu Feng, he didn’t dwell on it much. He hadn’t taken the matter to heart.
His mind was now on something else.
Could there be a way to enter Wolong Martial Sect within the treasure left by Zhuge Yuankong?
With this thought, Chu Feng asked the crowd, “Everyone, do you wish to leave this place?”
“Leave this place?”
Hearing this, the crowd was stunned.
But the next moment, many nodded eagerly.
“Yes, of course we want to.”
Especially the older generation, their enthusiasm was particularly high.
“If you want to leave, wait here for me.”
“If I find a way to leave, I’ll come back for you.”
Chu Feng didn’t know how dangerous his destination was, so he couldn’t bring them along. Leaving them here was the best choice.
“Thank you, Lord Chu Feng, thank you, Lord Chu Feng.”
The crowd was thrilled, especially the older generation, overjoyed.
Before this, if anyone else claimed they could lead them out, they likely wouldn’t have believed it.
But now it was different—Chu Feng was a Supreme realm expert.
Was there anything in the world a Supreme realm expert couldn’t do?
Chu Feng didn’t set off immediately. Instead, he asked the plain-robed old monk and Jinhe True Immortal about the situation here.
Learning that these eerie barrier beasts came from a black gate, Chu Feng had a target in mind.
That black gate was likely the entrance to the treasure.
Not wanting to waste time, after a brief farewell, Chu Feng took to the air.
But as he departed, he waved his hand.
Buzz—
The next moment, dazzling, sacred light descended from the sky.
It enveloped the entire area where the crowd lived.
It was a formation.
Chu Feng was worried that more barrier beasts might attack after he left, so he set up a protective formation for peace of mind.
But seeing the radiant light covering the void, the crowd’s hearts trembled.
To them, the light was so dazzling, the aura so sacred.
It was as if a deity had bestowed a gift upon them.
Such a powerful barrier technique, they had never seen before.
“Little friend Chu Feng, what level is your spirit technique now?”
Jinhe True Immortal and the plain-robed old monk asked almost simultaneously.
They were desperate to know how far Chu Feng had grown.
Chu Feng turned back, smiling faintly, “Dragon Mark Saint Cloak.”
With that, he shot forward and vanished into the horizon.
“Dragon Mark Saint Cloak?”
Jinhe True Immortal and the plain-robed old monk were filled with shock.
After all, as far as they knew, even the strongest spirit master in the Ancestral Martial Star Region, Master Liangqiu, was only a Snake Mark Saint Cloak.
But Chu Feng had reached Dragon Mark Saint Cloak.
Didn’t that mean he had surpassed Master Liangqiu, becoming the strongest spirit master in the Ancestral Martial Star Region?!
Thinking back to when Chu Feng was weak in the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm, needing their protection.
Now, Chu Feng had grown to such a level.
The shock and impact were something only those who had seen Chu Feng in his weaker days could truly feel.
Amid their shock, the two old men exchanged glances and suddenly smiled.
“What a monster.”
“Chu Xuanyuan has a worthy successor.”
They had long known Chu Feng would achieve greatness.
But they never imagined his growth would be this fast.
Just a few years…
They had thought that in these few years, Chu Feng might dominate the Great Thousand Upper Realm.
But unexpectedly, he was already dominating the Star Region.
And from the looks of it, there were likely few in the entire Ancestral Martial Star Region who could match him.
At this moment, they shared the same sentiment.
What is a genius?
This, damn it, is a genius!!!
…
As for Chu Feng, following the plain-robed old monk’s directions, he moved swiftly.
None of the obstacles he encountered could stop him.
So it didn’t take long for him to reach the place the monk had mentioned.
But when Chu Feng arrived before the black gate, even he frowned.
The gate stood between mountain peaks, yet it was taller than the peaks themselves.
Towering tens of thousands of metres, it pierced the clouds and reached the heavens.
But it was entirely black, not only majestic but also deeply eerie.
The gate was only slightly ajar, yet the oppressive aura leaking from the gap made Chu Feng’s breathing quicken.
This dangerous aura was something Chu Feng rarely encountered, as if a demon from hell resided within.
Honestly, even Chu Feng felt a bit afraid.
He wasn’t a coward, but the impact of this place made even him tremble.
“Senior Zhuge Yuankong, what kind of terrifying thing did you leave behind?”
Though Chu Feng’s brows were furrowed, his eyes uneasy, he ultimately leaped forward, plunging inside.
“Let this junior see for himself.”
