After triggering the barrier, Chu Feng did not remain where he stood. Instead, he continued moving toward the World Hidden Valley.
If he stayed put, it would be far too obvious — it would practically be announcing that he had discovered the barrier they had laid. Only by continuing to move, keeping everything looking normal, could he lure them into the trap.
"Chu Feng, who do you think will ambush you next?" Eggy asked curiously.
"As far as I know, the strongest person in Song Yuheng's faction is his grandfather. If I'm not mistaken, it should be that grandfather of his," Chu Feng said.
"That's my guess too. Song Yuheng and his father both look rather stupid. The fact that he's managed to earn Duan Jidao's appreciation must be his grandfather's doing," Eggy said.
"Which means the grandfather is the real mastermind. If I can eliminate him this time, it will count as clearing away a major obstacle for Brother Wushang," Chu Feng said.
"You — always thinking about your brothers." Eggy pouted. She only cared about what benefits Chu Feng could gain; the lives and deaths of his brothers were of no concern to her.
Whoosh —
But Chu Feng had not been walking for long before an immense power silently spread over the surroundings, sealing the area. It was a barrier — someone had used a barrier to lock down every direction around Chu Feng, placing him inside a cage of sealed space.
As long as that barrier remained, no matter what happened here, no matter how great a disturbance was caused, no one would know.
"Heh…" Chu Feng could not help but let out a faint smile, and his gaze drifted toward the southeast. The fox had finally shown its tail. The snake he had been luring… had emerged from its hole.
Hummm —
In the area Chu Feng was staring at, the space trembled slightly, and an elderly figure appeared — old in face, but with eyes full of sinister cunning. It was none other than Song Yuheng's grandfather.
"You knew I was here?" Song Yuheng's grandfather was clever. He had picked up on something wrong from Chu Feng's reaction.
"Did you expect otherwise?" Chu Feng smiled again, though this time it was a smile dripping with contempt. He had already sensed the other's cultivation — a second-grade Martial Emperor, just as he had guessed.
"You're Song Yuheng's grandfather, aren't you?" Chu Feng asked. He had already confirmed the other's identity.
"How did you know? Impossible — no one could have told you." Song Yuheng's grandfather was beginning to panic. Naturally, he feared that his misdeeds would be exposed. Chu Feng had never met him before, yet had spoken his name. That was enough to fill him with alarm.
"Told? There was no need for anyone to tell me. The barrier you set up is so obvious that unless I were blind, I never could have missed it," Chu Feng said with mockery.
"No — impossible. How could you possibly see through my barrier?" Song Yuheng's grandfather's face was full of disbelief.
"I'll admit, you do have some skill. Among Snake Mark-level Royal Spirit World Masters, you're considered quite outstanding."
"But do you really think a Snake Mark-level Royal Spirit World Master's tricks can fool a Dragon Mark-level Royal Spirit World Master?" As Chu Feng spoke, he raised his right hand, and from his index finger, a strand of barrier power streaked forth.
That golden Royal-grade barrier power coiled around Chu Feng's finger like a sinuous snake, yet surging within it were undulating dragon patterns.
"You!!! You're a Dragon Mark-level Royal Spirit World Master? That's — how is that possible? How can this be?" Song Yuheng's grandfather was struck dumb. He was well-versed in the art of barriers, so at a single glance he recognized it — the power Chu Feng was emitting was Dragon Mark-level barrier power.
But he could not believe it. He could not believe that a young man like Chu Feng could be a Dragon Mark-level Royal Spirit World Master. After all, this was something that had never been heard of — a thing beyond all imagination.