At this moment, Chu Feng had the Void Flight Technique under his feet, soaring through the air.
But before he had fled very far, he felt three immense auras pursuing him from behind.
He glanced back. Three terrifying waves of killing intent churned along the distant horizon, so powerful that the very sky above them warped and twisted.
Under the night sky, the surging auras didn't even look like auras anymore — they looked like three ghastly faces. The reason was that their owners were brimming with murderous intent.
As the three terrifying auras drew closer, Chu Feng made out their faces: Song Qingfeng, Bai Yunfei, and Liu Xiaoyao.
"Song Qingfeng, Bai Yunfei, Liu Xiaoyao — are you three Liu Zhizun's lapdogs or something? He didn't even bother chasing me, so what the hell are you following me for? You really are number one on the Arsenal Ranking — trashy to the core!" Chu Feng turned his head and cursed loudly.
"Keep your mouth running, brat. Curse a little louder. Soon enough, you'll find out what happens when you mouth off to us." The three of them had long since grown sick of Chu Feng. Now that they finally had an opportunity to deal with him out in the open, there was no way they were letting it go.
"Three little runts — you really think those stubby legs of yours can catch up to Grandpa here?"
"I know all three of you have a thing for Zi Ling, but let me tell you right now: Zi Ling is going to be mine sooner or later. Don't even dream about it, any of you."
"Come on, chase me. Keep chasing. Come chase your grandpa! If you can catch me today, I'll admit you're something. But if you can't — well, you can regret it all you want."
"Forget about just the three of you. The powers you belong to will pay the price for what you've done today. Just wait — sooner or later, Grandpa's coming to visit your Origin Fire Divine Gate, your White Veiled Sect, and your Carefree Valley. One by one."
The moment Chu Feng finished speaking, the Xuan Martial energy within his body suddenly began to shift. A vast cloud of green qi surged outward from inside him, coalescing into the shape of an azure dragon that took form beneath his legs.
"You little brat — you've got quite the mouth on you. I'm going to tear it apart right now!"
Song Qingfeng could endure it no longer. His footwork shifted, and his speed surged dramatically — he had unleashed a special movement martial skill.
At the same time, Bai Yunfei and Liu Xiaoyao each deployed their own signature movement techniques, hurtling toward Chu Feng at terrifying speed.
"Hmph. Three good-for-nothings. You call yourselves Heaven Martial realm experts, yet you can't even catch someone at only the third level of Xuan Martial?"
"You've wasted all those years of cultivation and countless resources for nothing. Look at you — practically thirty years old, and you can't even catch a single underage kid. Did you live all those years in a dog's kennel?"
"Forget it. Grandpa here doesn't have time to babysit you three. Take your time strolling along, why don't you? Heaven Martial realm? What a waste on the likes of you."
Chu Feng hurled a barrage of insults at the trio, and only when they were nearly upon him did he urge the azure dragon beneath him to surge forward into the distant sky.
"You little brat — I'm not just going to tear your mouth apart. I'm going to cut out your tongue, hack you into eight pieces, and grind your remains to dust!"
Song Qingfeng was so furious his teeth were grinding. His massive hand reached out, and a colossal palm condensed from Heaven Martial power slammed toward Chu Feng.