"As you command, my lord."
As for the Asura King, he treated Chu Feng's words as absolute orders, so naturally he complied with everything Chu Feng said.
But what surprised everyone was that the crimson aura did not resurface afterward.
Moreover, before long, the power sealing the Dark Night Divine River dissipated entirely. Everyone present could feel that the Dark Night Divine River had been fully unsealed.
People could now enter the Dark Night Divine River.
"Wow, it worked! Brother Chu Feng, you did it! You defeated the red monster inside the Dark Night Divine River!!!"
"You're freaking awesome!"
The next moment, a figure in the crowd pumped his fist into the air — it was Kong Tianhui.
And under his lead, the vast sea of people erupted in cheers for Chu Feng. They all believed that Chu Feng had defeated the force that sealed the Dark Night Divine River.
Seeing this, Kong Tianhui immediately changed his tune, puffing out his chest and proclaiming:
"Everyone, pay attention — this is my brother, this is my brother!"
"This godlike figure is none other than my, Kong Tianhui's, sworn brother!"
But his words were already drowned out by the roar of the massive crowd, and only a handful of people could hear him.
Even so, Kong Tianhui continued his introduction with undiminished enthusiasm, his face brimming with pride and vanity.
But while Chu Feng was basking in the crowd's adulation, his eyes remained fixed on the Dark Night Divine River, his brow slightly furrowed.
Something didn't feel right.
First, Chu Feng felt that the power sealing the Dark Night Divine River, while similar in aura to the river itself, was actually somewhat different.
And second, the fact that it had simply ended like this felt even more wrong, because according to the pattern, the crimson aura should not have stopped at this point.
So Chu Feng continued to observe cautiously, and in the end he determined that the Dark Night Divine River really did seem to be unsealed.
Though doubts lingered, the Dark Night Divine River was genuinely accessible now.
With that, Chu Feng finally let out a sigh of relief and swept his gaze across the crowd.
His eyes lingered on Long Daozhi, the Hall Master of the Ghost Sect, Kong Tianhui, Kong Ci, Xia Yun'er, Li Ruochu, Li Yue'er, and others — and a smile graced his face as they met each one.
After all, these were all Chu Feng's old friends, people who had fought alongside him through thick and thin.
Chu Feng was someone who valued bonds above all else. Even though his cultivation now far surpassed that of those old companions, in his heart, their place would never change.
And those people could all feel Chu Feng's gaze. From his eyes and his smile, they could tell that the bond between them had not changed one bit.
So regardless of their status or temperament, each of them broke into at least a hint of joy on their faces.
After all, the Chu Feng of today stood at the very pinnacle — radiant and godlike in every sense. And for him to still remember his old friends at a time like this filled them with a kind of happiness and excitement they had never known before.
When Chu Feng's gaze fell upon the members of the Dantai Heavenly Clan, Dantai Xinger also flashed him a brilliant smile. She was overjoyed that Chu Feng still remembered her — one might even say she was ecstatic.
But looking at them, a pang of bitterness welled up in Chu Feng's heart.
Because of the Black-Furred Ghost's appearance, the Dantai Heavenly Clan had nearly been annihilated. Though those who survived were all elites, the clan's numbers had been reduced to precious few.
And thinking of the Black-Furred Ghost, Chu Feng also recalled Baili Luo — after all, the curse the Black-Furred Ghost had placed on Baili Luo still lingered.
If he could, Chu Feng would have helped Baili Luo break that curse as soon as possible. But Baili Luo had been in secluded cultivation within the Chu Heavenly Clan, and had long since been taken away alongside the Chu Heavenly Clan members by that mysterious figure.
And the moment he thought of the Chu Heavenly Clan members — their whereabouts still unknown — Chu Feng felt a deep sense of helplessness. Even though his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, there were still many things beyond his control and influence.
"R-R-Respected Lord Chu Feng."
Just as Chu Feng had fallen into his thoughts, an elder of the Saint Light Clan approached him alone.
Chu Feng found the man somewhat familiar, but didn't know his name.
However, from the elder's nervous expression, Chu Feng could tell he had something to say, so he asked: "Something on your mind?"
Thud—
The moment Chu Feng finished speaking, the elder dropped to his knees before him.
"L-L-Lord Chu Feng, th-th-the truth is... I, I, I..."