"Lord Baili, what should we do?" At that moment, Yin Chengkong and the others wore expressions of panic, unable to sit still.
This matter was far too serious. It concerned not only their own lives, but the very survival of the Green Wood Mountain.
"Don't panic just yet. Regardless of who this person is, he merely sent an invitation — he hasn't done anything to us. That means he has no hostile intentions for the time being."
"Otherwise, he could have simply informed the four clans and had them come to capture me and Chu Feng directly. Why bother with all this?" said Baili Xuankong.
"What you say makes sense, my lord." After hearing Baili Xuankong's words, the tension of Dugu Xingfeng and the others eased slightly, though they remained deeply uneasy.
After all, no matter what the other party's goal might be, the fact that they had entered their most secretive forbidden ground and then departed calmly — all without being detected — left them with absolutely no sense of security.
"Chu Feng, what do you think about this?" Baili Xuankong asked.
"Let me finish reading the contents of this invitation first," Chu Feng replied, turning his attention back to the letter.
He figured that regardless of who this person was, coming here and leaving a letter meant they had a purpose — and that purpose should be written right in this invitation.
Hearing Chu Feng's words, Baili Xuankong and the others suddenly realized they had gotten ahead of themselves, and they couldn't help but share bitter smiles. They thought to themselves that at a moment like this, they had been less composed than a mere child — truly a waste of all those years they had lived.
Though they smiled bitterly, they all directed their gaze back toward the letter.
As they read on, Chu Feng and the others discovered that the other party's purpose in inviting Chu Feng was for him to attend something called the "Battle of the Strongest — Junior Generation Tournament."
The invitation didn't merely extend to Chu Feng. Others were invited as well, and on it were listed every invitee's name and background.
Though Chu Feng didn't recognize some of the names, once he saw their backgrounds, he understood — these invitees were undoubtedly the most elite juniors of the entire Martial Holy Land.
The majority were disciples of the Heavenly Dao Palace, the Human King Palace, and the Hell Palace. Some were disciples of reclusive masters. Among them was also Bai Li Xinghe, the true disciple of the Artifact Refining Immortal.
Worth noting was that among the juniors of the four great Imperial Clans, only one had been invited — Ximen Feixue, the very one Chu Feng had recently defeated.
This, in turn, proved that among the juniors of the four Imperial Clans, only Ximen Feixue was qualified to attend the Battle of the Strongest — Junior Generation Tournament.
It had to be said — if every person named on this invitation actually showed up, the caliber of this so-called "Battle of the Strongest" would be extraordinarily high.
The junior exchange held previously at the Moon-Cloud City by the four clans was not even in the same league by comparison.
Whoever could claim first place in this tournament would truly be the foremost junior of the entire Martial Holy Land.
But what surprised Chu Feng the most wasn't the tournament itself — it was its organizer.
The man hadn't stated his name outright, but he had given a title.
He was — the successor of the Bow Emperor.
"The successor of the Bow Emperor?! It's actually the successor of the Bow Emperor?!"
At that revelation, Baili Xuankong and the others all changed their expressions, visibly shocked.
"Ancestor, do you know of this Bow Emperor's successor?" Chu Feng asked curiously, because from the looks of Baili Xuankong and the others, they seemed to have heard of the Bow Emperor's successor before.