The hell hurricane came quickly and dispersed just as fast.
When it dissipated, the purple storm clouds filling the sky vanished along with it.
The hell plain was soon clear for ten thousand miles, with not a single cloud visible in the azure sky above.
It was hard to believe that just moments ago, this place had been ravaged by that terrifying hurricane.
However, not only had the hell hurricane disappeared — Chu Feng and the others had vanished along with it.
"Father, where did Chu Feng and the others go?" Yuwen Tingyi asked, a trace of worry in his eyes. He was afraid Chu Feng had escaped.
"The hell hurricane just now was no ordinary phenomenon. Even if I had been caught in it, survival would have been uncertain. Chu Feng and the others are naturally already dead," the City Lord of Yuwen City said with absolute certainty.
"My Lord, since they are all dead, then I shall take my leave."
Shi Fufang, the traitor from the Sacred Medicine Villa, clasped his fists and spoke.
"Elder Shi, we are well aware of your grudge against Ma Changchun. By taking action this time, we have effectively eliminated your great enemy within the Sacred Medicine Villa. You should know what to say upon your return, correct?" the City Lord of Yuwen City said.
"Rest assured. I know nothing of today's events. Whether they lived or died, I naturally know nothing about it," Shi Fufang replied.
Hearing this, the City Lord of Yuwen City nodded with satisfaction.
Afterward, the City Lord of Yuwen City led his people away, while Shi Fufang departed in another direction.
They believed that today's scheme had been carried out flawlessly, unaware that from beginning to end, every detail had been observed with perfect clarity.
And the ones watching were none other than Chu Lingxi and Chu Xingdi.
"Xingren, aren't you going to come out and say hello?"
Suddenly, Chu Xingdi spoke, gazing into the empty void nearby.
Hummm—
As his words fell, a figure materialized from thin air.
This man was dressed identically to Chu Xingdi, and his face was similarly covered in scars. His gaze was just as dark and terrifying, and most importantly, his aura was equally unfathomable.
This person was none other than Chu Xingren — the former Vice Hall Master of the Chu Heavenly Clan's Punishment Hall, the one who had been ordered to secretly protect and keep watch over Chu Feng.
"My Lady. Second Brother."
After appearing, Chu Xingren walked up to Chu Xingdi and Chu Lingxi and clasped his fists in greeting.
"Uncle Xingren, what are you doing here too?" Upon seeing Chu Xingren, Chu Lingxi was genuinely surprised, her face lighting up with both astonishment and delight.
"My Lady, you didn't know? Your Uncle Xingren has been following the Vice Hall Master's orders, secretly protecting Chu Feng all along," Chu Xingdi said.
"I didn't know. I had no idea about this," Chu Lingxi said, clearly taken aback.
"Oh, so that's why you didn't lift a finger when you saw Chu Feng in danger earlier, Uncle Xingdi. You already knew Uncle Xingren was watching over him from the shadows," Chu Lingxi said.
But soon, a mischievous expression crept across her face as she turned to Chu Xingren. "Uncle Xingren — when Chu Feng entered the Burial Spirit Pool, you were there too?"
"Wherever my Second Brother was, I was there," Chu Xingren said.
"I can vouch for that," Chu Xingdi added.
From their conversation, it was clear that neither of them had followed to the Burial Spirit Pool — the two of them had been together the whole time.
"What a shame, then. Uncle Xingren, just like Uncle Xingdi, you missed out on an incredibly entertaining scene," Chu Lingxi said, a hint of regret in her voice.
"What happened?"
Chu Xingdi and Chu Xingren asked in unison.
"Hehe. If you don't know, then forget it. I'm not telling you," Chu Lingxi said with a knowing smile, keeping Xia Yun'er's secret.
Seeing her like this, Chu Xingdi and Chu Xingren didn't press further. They were long accustomed to this eccentric young lady's ways.
"Xingren, the hell hurricane just now — that was your doing, wasn't it?" Chu Xingdi asked.
Hearing this, Chu Xingren's brow furrowed immediately, a trace of unease creeping across his face. He then asked: