"You'll go save her? What gives you the right to go save her?"
Zhan Lingtong's brother-in-law questioned, his eyes flashing with intense fury.
Up to this point, his tolerance for
"Heh…" Chu Feng gave a light chuckle, then said to him, "What's the matter? You don't have the guts to go save your own woman, and you won't let me do it either?"
"You… you dare speak to me like that?!" Zhan Lingtong's brother-in-law gnashed his teeth in rage. As a man, he felt his dignity had been deeply insulted.
"You, this bastard — you must be a spy from the Demon Clan. I'll kill you!" Suddenly, with an enraged shout, Zhan Lingtong's brother-in-law raised the half-finished Ancestral Armament in his hand and brought it slashing down toward Chu Feng's skull.
This strike was meant not only to kill Chu Feng, but to cleave him in two.
Seeing this, Zhan Lingtong's expression changed dramatically. After all, his brother-in-law was a rank seven Half Ancestor.
Chu Feng was strong, certainly — he had easily defeated a rank six Half Ancestor — but Zhan Lingtong still had no idea what Chu Feng's true cultivation level was.
However, he knew full well how formidable his brother-in-law was. Otherwise, his sister wouldn't have fallen for the man all those years ago.
So at this moment, he couldn't be sure whether Chu Feng would be able to withstand this attack unscathed.
As for the members of the Ancient War Clan, each and every one of them wore a gleeful, schadenfreude-filled smirk on their lips. Ever since Chu Feng had arrived, he had been insulting them nonstop, and they could no longer stand it. Now that Zhan Lingtong's brother-in-law was making his move against Chu Feng, it was exactly what they wanted.
In their eyes, since Chu Feng wasn't a member of the Ancient War Clan, he was nothing more than a commoner. And how could a commoner possibly be a match for Zhan Lingtong's brother-in-law? They were all certain that Chu Feng's death was imminent.
However, just as that half-finished Ancestral Armament was about to split open Chu Feng's skull, Chu Feng abruptly raised his hand.
Clang!
Sparks scattered in every direction as shockwaves rippled outward, forcing everyone nearby to stagger back repeatedly.
"How is this possible?!!"
When the crowd steadied themselves and looked carefully, their jaws dropped.
Chu Feng had caught the half-finished Ancestral Armament with his bare palm.
"Is he even human?!"
The onlookers were deeply shaken, unable to conceal their shock.
That was a half-finished Ancestral Armament, and it was in the hands of a rank seven Half Ancestor. How could this fellow catch it barehanded? What sort of power did he actually possess?
"Too scared to fight the Demon Clan, but you've got the nerve to posture here against me?"
"Sorry to say, but your Grandpa Chu Feng doesn't put up with that kind of garbage."
With those words, Chu Feng swept his sleeve with tremendous force. Zhan Lingtong's brother-in-law, still clutching his weapon, was hurled toward the ground like a scarecrow.
Rumble—
The immense impact sent rolling shockwaves crashing outward, blasting a massive valley into what had been a perfectly flat stretch of earth.
Zhan Lingtong's brother-in-law plunged deep into the ground — a testament to just how powerful Chu Feng's strike had been.
"My lord!!!"
The Ancient War Clan members panicked at the sight, rushing toward the valley amid the billowing clouds of dust and debris. They had no idea whether their lord was alive or dead. After all, Chu Feng's blow had looked devastating.
Even Zhan Lingtong was stunned. Though he had witnessed Chu Feng's ferocity before, he hadn't expected him to be this ruthless against his brother-in-law as well.
Of course, that was still his brother-in-law, so he couldn't help but feel a flicker of worry.
"Stop spacing out. Come on — let's go save your sister."
While Zhan Lingtong stood there in a daze, Chu Feng grabbed him by the arm. A gust of fierce wind swept past, and in the blink of an eye, both of them vanished.
The injured member of the War Clan who had escaped and returned also disappeared along with them.
…
The place where Zhan Lingtong's sister was being held was actually not far from the last remaining territory of the Ancient War Clan.
With the wounded War Clan member leading the way, Chu Feng and Zhan Lingtong quickly arrived at the lair where the Demon Willow Heavenly Lord had taken up residence.
It was a grand encampment — resplendent in gold and jade, impressively imposing. It had once been a branch outpost of the Ancient War Clan, but now it had been occupied by the Ancient Demon Clan.
"They've hidden themselves in a place like this — how are we supposed to find her?" Zhan Lingtong was so anxious that tears were nearly spilling from his eyes. Although Chu Feng's secret technique had brought them here in short order, he knew this branch outpost all too well. Every single building was fortified with barriers.
Those barriers weren't just defensive — they included sound-dimming formations and sight-blocking formations as well. Even with special techniques to enhance one's vision, it was impossible to penetrate those barriers, and there was no way to locate his sister.
What made matters worse was that the Demon Willow Heavenly Lord was a notorious lecher. His appetite for his sister,
"I've found her." But just then, Chu Feng spoke up.
"You found her?!" Both Zhan Lingtong and the injured War Clan member stared with wide-eyed astonishment.
"Is your sister wearing silver battle armor, with black hair tied in a ponytail, and a silver cord binding her braid?" Chu Feng asked Zhan Lingtong.
"Yes, yes, yes — that's my sister!" Zhan Lingtong nodded rapidly, his gaze growing even more incredulous. He had harbored some doubts before, but hearing Chu Feng describe her like that, he was now certain — Chu Feng had truly located his sister.
"Rest easy. Your sister has suffered minor injuries, but nothing serious. And more importantly… she's still safe for the moment."
"But that demon beast is plotting something sinister. If I don't act soon, I'm afraid your sister's innocence will be lost," Chu Feng said.