"I made a promise to the three City Lords, and I intend to keep it."
"But this matter has nothing to do with my clansmen."
"If My Lord truly wishes to kill, then kill only me."
As the Chu Heavenly Clan's Clan Master spoke those words, he actually began walking through the air, drifting slowly toward that nameless Wuming Fenghong.
He was, quite simply, walking to his death.
"Clan Master, you cannot!"
Seeing this, Chu Xuanzhengfa and many other clansmen rushed forward to stop him.
But to their shock, an invisible barrier appeared before them, blocking them all.
It was his oppressive might — the oppressive might of the Chu Heavenly Clan's Clan Master.
The Clan Master did not want them to throw their lives away for nothing, so he used his oppressive might to hold back every last one of his clansmen behind him.
"You think I wouldn't dare kill you?" Wuming Fenghong's sword-like brows shot upward as he asked coldly.
"Of course My Lord would dare. But I have already given my word to the three City Lords, and I must hold my post."
"Today, no matter what happens, I will not yield this position — unless I am dead."
The Chu Heavenly Clan's Clan Master's face was resolute. Facing death, he showed no fear.
It seemed he had long envisioned this very scene. It appeared he had been prepared for a long, long time.
"Arrogant fool — you think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
"You are nothing but an insignificant ant. I'll show you right now exactly how little you amount to."
The conceited Wuming Fenghong was enraged by the Clan Master's defiance. As he spoke, genuine killing intent erupted from him.
"Wait!!"
But just as Wuming Fenghong was about to strike, a voice rang out.
If it had been a member of the Chu Heavenly Clan who spoke, Wuming Fenghong would have ignored them without a second thought.
But this voice came from within the Wuming Clan itself.
It was none other than one of the Wuming Clan's Ten Great Experts — Wuming Xingyun.
"Lord Fenghong, allow me to try and persuade the Chu Clan Master."
Wuming Xingyun stepped before Wuming Fenghong and made his request.
If any of the other Ten Great Experts had spoken up, Wuming Fenghong might not have granted them face — he might even have rebuked them.
But Wuming Xingyun was different. Wuming Xingyun was not merely one of the Ten Great Experts. He was also a Bug-Vein Dragon-Vein Spirit World Master.
He held a unique and distinguished status within the Wuming Clan.
"Xingyun, it's not that I'm unwilling to give you face. It's just that this old fool has let desire cloud his mind and forgotten exactly how little he amounts to."
"An ant like this dares to bare his fangs before my Wuming Clan."
"If I let him go, then everyone in the Ancestral Martial Starfield will follow his example. Where would our clan's authority stand?"
Wuming Fenghong said.
"Lord Fenghong, please let me go and speak with him."
Wuming Xingyun requested once more.
"Lord Fenghong, do let Lord Xingyun try."
"Lord Fenghong, please allow Lord Xingyun to give it a go."
But at that moment, two more voices chimed in.
They belonged to two young juniors.
However, these two juniors were no ordinary young cultivators.
They were Wuming Yuanzhi and Wuming Xiongmo.
These two were the Wuming Clan's most brilliant geniuses — the clan's future hope.
And shortly after, more voices rose from within the Wuming Clan, all hoping that someone might persuade the Chu Heavenly Clan's Clan Master to stand down.
Among them was Wuming Fenghuo — also one of the Wuming Clan's Ten Great Experts.
Wuming Fenghuo had once entered the Chu Heavenly Clan and witnessed Chu Feng's extraordinary talent.
Because of that, he held Chu Feng in high regard, and by extension, he had a very favorable impression of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
With so many people stepping forward to intervene, and many of them figures of extraordinary status, the onlookers were surprised. But what most of them did not know was that these people were not intervening out of fear for the Chu Heavenly Clan. They were doing it entirely for Chu Feng's sake.
In this situation, even Wuming Fenghong found himself in a difficult position.
"I thank you all for your kindness."
"But my mind is made up."
"I have no right to hand over the position of Master of the Ancestral Martial Starfield to anyone else."
"If the Wuming Clan truly wishes to take it, then you will have to step over my corpse." The Chu Heavenly Clan's Clan Master declared in a loud voice.
He was not being ungrateful for their grace, nor was he failing to recognize the situation for what it was.
He understood more clearly than anyone that if he simply submitted, he could walk away from this today completely unharmed.
But he had his own stubbornness, and he had his own dignity.