"Let's go."
But if they attacked and killed these Imperial Clan members, it would give the four great Imperial Clans a pretext to move against Greenwood Mountain.
So for now, they could only endure — even with humiliation brought right to their doorstep, they had to endure.
Baili Xuankong, as an ancestor-level figure of Greenwood Mountain, possessed special means and authority. After entering Greenwood Mountain, he immediately led Chu Feng into the ancient ruins — a heavily guarded area that had been designated as forbidden ground.
However, he did not take Chu Feng deep inside right away. Instead, he used special means to summon
"Lord Xuankong." Seeing Baili Xuankong and Chu Feng return safely, all three were overjoyed, especially Dugu Xingfeng.
"Take these." Baili Xuankong handed three small green bells to Yin Chengkong, Guan Hong, and Dugu Xingfeng, one for each of them.
The bells were quite unusual — they were actually made of wood. Though only palm-sized, they looked incredibly ancient, as if they had existed for countless ages.
Moreover, four characters were carved into each small bell: Greenwood Emperor Bell. Those characters shimmered with a faint glow, as if imbued with souls and containing tremendous power.
"The Greenwood Emperor Bell!!!"
Upon seeing the Greenwood Emperor Bell, the expressions of all three — Yin Chengkong, Guan Hong, and Dugu Xingfeng — changed dramatically. Others might not know the origin of the Greenwood Emperor Bell, but they knew all too well.
It was a supreme treasure — a treasure of Greenwood Mountain that could be used for both offense and defense. It had been left behind by Greenwood Mountain's founding ancestor. Though only Martial Emperors could use it, over the course of tens of thousands of years, the Greenwood Emperor Bells had been almost entirely expended.
The three in their hands were very likely the last three Greenwood Emperor Bells belonging to Greenwood Mountain. As such, they were extraordinarily precious.
Why would Baili Xuankong hand over such precious Greenwood Emperor Bells to the three of them? Could it be that, under the pressure of the four great Imperial Clans, Greenwood Mountain was truly in imminent danger, and Baili Xuankong was giving them these bells to protect themselves?
"Chu Feng, you explain." Baili Xuankong turned his gaze to Chu Feng.
And so, Chu Feng recounted the entire sequence of events to Dugu Xingfeng and the other two.
Upon hearing Chu Feng's account, the three were all thunderstruck — their jaw-dropping reactions were even more extreme than Baili Xuankong's had been upon first hearing the news.
It wasn't that they lacked composure — the matter was simply that shocking. Throughout all of history, how many powerful experts had been blocked by the Ancient Killing Formation?
Yet now, Chu Feng had managed to break through it and had even glimpsed the legendary treasure within.
If those powerful experts who had perished in the Ancient Killing Formation were still alive and learned that Chu Feng, at the cultivation of an eighth-stage Martial King, had safely passed through the Ancient Killing Formation using a map in his mind — they would probably be angry enough to drop dead on the spot.
"That fellow called Dragon Scale, to have survived inside the Ancient Killing Formation for so long — he's very likely some kind of monster."
"We cannot fully trust a monster's words. If he honors his promise, we won't give him any trouble. But if he goes back on his word, I will certainly demand an explanation."
"However, I'm not confident I can defeat him. If I fall, use the Greenwood Emperor Bells to protect Chu Feng and get him out."