The Sect Leader of Feihua Studio did not witness the subsequent duel between Chu Feng and Zhao Xuanhé.
Worried that something had happened to the heavenly treasure, he had followed Pingfan out of the ancient fortress and met the elders and disciples of Feihua Studio.
But after seeing them, the Sect Leader frowned tightly.
Though he had already sensed something was wrong, seeing the state of the Feihua Studio crowd, he knew the matter was far graver than he had imagined.
At present, the elders and disciples of Feihua Studio still wore their sect robes, but their skin resembled that of toads, each looking like monsters.
No wonder they were barred from entering the ancient fortress. In this state, how could they still resemble elders and disciples of Feihua Studio?
Let alone their status being insufficient, even if it were, they probably would not be allowed in.
In this appearance, they simply did not look like people of Feihua Studio.
Yet the Sect Leader could identify them by their expressions.
“What happened to you?”
“How did you end up like this?”
The Sect Leader hurriedly asked.
He had realised these Feihua Studio members had encountered a major problem.
If it were just ordinary elders and disciples, that would be one thing, but even the Supreme Elder had become like this, so the matter was absolutely not simple.
“Sect Leader, we… have failed your trust.”
The Supreme Elder actually began to cry upon seeing the Sect Leader.
This was the lofty Supreme Elder, a figure who had lived over ten thousand years.
Normally, no matter the situation, he remained calm.
What kind of grievance could make him cry?
In fact, not only he, but all the elders and disciples of Feihua Studio at this moment began to weep, and their crying was extremely miserable.
“Stop crying. What exactly happened? Speak quickly.”
“Make it short.”
The Sect Leader was very anxious.
His anxiety came from two aspects.
First, he was worried about the heavenly treasure.
Second, he even more wanted to personally witness Zhao Xuanhé defeating Chu Feng.
Now, he was almost certain the heavenly treasure had encountered a problem.
So he hoped to quickly learn what had happened, then return inside the ancient fortress to continue watching the contest between Zhao Xuanhé and Chu Feng.
Seeing this, the Supreme Elder of Feihua Studio did not dare delay and recounted the events to the Sect Leader in a concise manner.
But besides Chu Feng killing some Feihua Studio disciples in the mountain range, seizing the heavenly treasure, and nearly refining the Guest Elder to death, they had experienced another incident.
After Chu Feng seized the heavenly treasure, they immediately rushed here to report the matter to the Sect Leader.
But who would have thought, on their way, they fell into a formation.
That formation was extremely terrifying. Within it, they not only endured unbearable pain but also suffered soul-torturing humiliation.
This was why they arrived later than Chu Feng.
This was also why even the Supreme Elder would cry.
Because in that formation, he had endured torment unlike any in his life.
Even now, he could not forget it, and it would become a shadow over his entire life.
“Do you know who did it?”
The Sect Leader asked.
If it were just a junior, that would be manageable; at worst, seek revenge.
But even the Supreme Elder had been schemed against and trapped in a formation.
He felt their true opponent was likely not as simple as a junior.
How could a junior possibly overpower this Supreme Elder?
“We do not know. We never saw the person who set the formation.”
“That formation was too powerful; we could not sense anyone’s aura within it.”
“But logically, that formation could have completely erased us. He did not kill us, only tormented and humiliated us…”
At this point, the Supreme Elder and the Feihua Studio crowd cried even more sorrowfully.
“You really are…”
The Sect Leader was extremely angry at this moment.
But with Master Huizhi’s servant Pingfan behind him, he could not truly erupt, so he controlled himself with great effort.
If Pingfan or outsiders were not present, he would not care who was right or wrong and would have long since punished the elders and disciples of Feihua Studio.
In his view, as long as the tasks he assigned were not completed, these people were guilty of a great crime.
“Cough, cough.”
Suddenly, a light cough sounded. It was Pingfan.
“Sect Leader Xu, your disciple has lost.”
“I advise you to set aside whatever matters for now and return inside the ancient fortress first.”
“Otherwise, if that junior really kills your disciple, it will not end well.”
Pingfan said.
“You mean Xuanhé lost?”
Hearing this, the Sect Leader found it hard to believe.
“Mm.”
Pingfan nodded.
Seeing Pingfan so certain, the shock on the Sect Leader’s face grew stronger.
How could it be? How could his disciple possibly lose?
Though unwilling to believe it, he still walked directly back into the ancient fortress.
After the Sect Leader left, only the elders and disciples of Feihua Studio remained.
For a moment, they also did not know what to do.
“You may enter as well.”
Suddenly, Pingfan said.
“Thank you, my lord.”
Hearing this, the elders and disciples of Feihua Studio did not hesitate and hurried inside.
After all, they also wanted to know what had happened inside the ancient fortress.
…
At this moment inside the ancient fortress, aside from Master Huizhi, almost everyone stared at the arena with eyes full of shock.
Even though Chu Feng had defeated Zhao Xuanhé some time ago, they had not yet recovered from their astonishment.
Even the Eight Swords Immortals of Daohai were no exception.
Even the now-blind Liu Shangwu had his mouth agape in surprise.
Though he had long known Chu Feng’s Boundary Spirit Technique was exquisite and his strength surpassed his own.
He had not expected Chu Feng could arrange a formation so exquisite to this degree.
At least before that defensive formation erupted with its true power, he too had been deceived by Chu Feng, truly thinking his defensive formation was fragile.
But the most shocked at present was neither the Eight Swords Immortals of Daohai, nor Liu Shangwu, nor people from other forces.
It was Zhao Xuanhé’s master, the Sect Leader of Feihua Studio.
He had not believed Pingfan’s words at first, but when he returned to the ancient fortress and saw Zhao Xuanhé lying at the arena’s edge, severely injured, while Chu Feng was unscathed.
He had no choice but to accept the fact that Zhao Xuanhé had lost to Chu Feng.
But what exactly had happened?
Clearly, when he left, Zhao Xuanhé had held an absolute advantage.
How, in such a short time of his absence, had Zhao Xuanhé lost?
“Sect Leader!!!”
At this moment, bursts of exclamations exploded from behind him.
It was the elders and disciples of Feihua Studio.
Even the Supreme Elder was the same.
The exclamations from the Feihua Studio crowd drew everyone’s attention.
Especially when people discovered the current ugly appearance of the Feihua Studio members, they pointed and whispered endlessly.
“Shouting and screaming, what decorum is this?”
The Sect Leader roared at the Feihua Studio crowd.
He was already in a terrible mood, and their shouting drawing the attention of the entire hall made him feel he had lost face.
His emotions were beginning to lose control.
“Sect Leader, he… he, he, he, he.”
The Guest Elder of Feihua Studio pointed at Chu Feng, trembling all over, unable to complete a sentence.
“What about him? Speak quickly if you have something to say.”
The Sect Leader said impatiently.
“Sect Leader, he is the one who killed many disciples of our Feihua Studio, nearly refined the Guest Elder to death, and seized our Feihua Studio’s treasure.”
The Supreme Elder of Feihua Studio also pointed at Chu Feng and said.
