All of those monstrous creatures had been killed by
Yet the world had fallen silent — a heavy, suffocating quiet.
Some among the crowd had turned deathly pale, and a few even went stiff before collapsing to the ground with a thud, unconscious without any warning.
Judging by their ghastly expressions, they had been frightened into fainting.
"Mercy, Lord! Please spare us!"
Immediately after, desperate pleas for mercy rang out as people dropped to their knees, kowtowing frantically.
It was the bald man.
Not just him — his friends and a great many others had been scared to their knees.
Even those who hadn't knelt were begging for their lives.
They were practically terrified to death. After all, moments ago they had very nearly attacked Chu Feng.
And Chu Feng — he was someone who could obliterate those powerful monsters in the blink of an eye.
How could they not be afraid?
But Chu Feng paid no attention to their pleas, nor had he ever intended to make things difficult for them.
Still, he was perfectly content to see them cowering in fear.
Teaching them a lesson was a good thing, after all.
"Brother Shura, it really is you! How are you this incredible?"
"I never imagined you were hiding your true strength. Your cultivation surpasses even my father's!"
He had long suspected that Chu Feng was no ordinary person, but he had never expected that Chu Feng's own cultivation would be this extraordinary.
It genuinely caught him off guard.
"Xiao Bo, is this the friend who gave you the Immortal Armament?"
Even Pang Bo's father had now approached Chu Feng.
"Yes, Father, it's him. This Immortal Armament was given to me by my Brother Shura here."
"I'm honestly ashamed — I didn't help him at all. The pressure just kept growing stronger, and I only managed to escort him halfway. Yet he gave me such a precious weapon."
As Pang Bo spoke, he pulled out the Immortal Armament Chu Feng had given him and waved it around a few times for everyone to see.
The weapon was a supreme-grade treasure among supreme-grade treasures. One could tell its might from its aura alone.
Seeing the Immortal Armament in Pang Bo's hand, many people felt like vomiting blood.
The bald man and his companions were consumed with regret.
If they hadn't looked down on Chu Feng back then, they might have received a supreme-grade Immortal Armament of their own — just like the one Pang Bo now held.
*Slap! Slap!*
Suddenly, someone slammed two hard slaps across his own face.
Others looked on in confusion — why had he just struck himself?
But only the man who had done it understood how deep his regret ran.
Just moments ago, he had let a treasure of unimaginable value slip right past him!!!
It was the kind of treasure he could never obtain in his entire lifetime.
He truly wished he could beat himself to death.
"Young Master, could you please save our
Just then, several women dressed in identical attire descended from the sky and landed before Chu Feng.
Chu Feng recognized them — they were members of the Crimson Wind Pavilion.
"What happened?" Chu Feng asked quickly, because he had a strong feeling that their "Senior Sister Mu" was none other than the girl named
Had it been anyone else, Chu Feng might not have bothered.