The moment this palm was unleashed, the power of the barrier transformed into a golden seal. At first it was the size of a palm, but the higher it rose, the larger it became.
In the blink of an eye, it had swollen into a colossal object ten thousand meters long.
This was an offensive killing formation. He was furious, and before even knowing who had spoken, he had already launched a lethal attack.
He intended to kill the chicken to scare the monkey — to obliterate the one who had spoken out of turn and establish his dominance in one blow.
This was how the strong treated the weak. They did not regard human life as life at all. Kill when they said kill, with absolutely no mercy.
Hum—
However, the ten-thousand-meter-long offensive killing formation froze completely upon reaching the spot from which the voice had come.
Boom—
The next instant, the colossal offensive killing formation shattered into a cascade of starlight pouring downward — it had been blown to pieces.
And what was destroyed was not merely the offensive killing formation. The barrier force enveloping the members of the Nine-Layer Pavilion had also been obliterated.
Even those two grandmasters stumbled backward several steps in midair before they could steady themselves.
But the moment they regained their footing, not only was blood seeping from all seven orifices, they were clutching their chests with their hands — clearly, they had sustained internal injuries.
This scene terrified the Nameless Sect Master and Master Yue Ling alike.
Both of them were Spirit World Masters at the ninth level of Dragon Transformation. Who could possibly injure them with a single strike like this?
"Two useless old relics — your cultivation is nothing to speak of, yet your mouths are awfully big."
At that moment, the voice spoke once more.
Along with the voice, a figure appeared in the sky above and descended from the heavens, landing right in front of the members of the Nine-Layer Pavilion.
It was a man, portly in build, dressed in black. Most notably, though his body was human, his head was that of a wolf.
And emanating from his body was the aura of a Ninth Grade Martial Lord, with extraordinary combat power.
This was precisely why he had been able to wound the two grandmasters at the ninth level of Dragon Transformation so effortlessly.
"Heavens… could this be…?"
When the two grandmasters saw the wolf-headed man, their faces changed drastically.
It was not just them — Master Yue Ling, Yue Ling, and the Nameless Sect Master all turned pale as ghosts, their eyes filled with despair.
"What? Two old relics — do you recognize this young master?"
The wolf-headed man looked at the two grandmasters with contempt.
"We recognize you, of course we recognize you. How could we possibly fail to recognize Young Master Wolf?"
The two grandmasters spoke with a mixture of terror and fear, their voices humble and servile.
"He… he really is that Young Master Wolf?" Yue Ling blurted out.
Master Yue Ling and the Nameless Sect Master stood frozen in place, terrified beyond movement.
As for the forces of the Nine-Layer Pavilion and the witnesses from various factions, they all wore expressions of smug satisfaction, gazing at the people of the Nameless Sect as though watching performing clowns.
Chu Feng understood that this Young Master Wolf not only possessed formidable strength but likely held an extraordinary status and wielded enormous fame — otherwise, this scene would be impossible.
Still, Chu Feng was curious. He secretly transmitted his voice to Yue Ling.
"Yue Ling, who is this person?"
Yue Ling hastily transmitted her voice back, telling Chu Feng about Young Master Wolf.
It turned out that Young Master Wolf had appeared suddenly in the Bitter Shore Star Domain three years ago. His identity was shrouded in mystery, but his strength was tremendous.
He was hailed as one of the most powerful juniors in the entire Bitter Shore Star Domain today.
In truth, calling him merely "one of the most powerful juniors" was because his background remained mysterious. On the surface, his backing did not compare to the young prodigies of the Bitter Shore Star Domain's overlord factions.
But if one spoke purely of strength, Young Master Wolf was the undisputed strongest junior in the Bitter Shore Star Domain.
Such a person was naturally not someone they could afford to offend.
"Benefactor, stay out of this one. This is someone we cannot afford to cross," Yue Ling added to Chu Feng through secret transmission.
Chu Feng did not respond. Instead, he waited to see how things would unfold.
He had come this far to help Yue Ling and the others. If he acted rashly and brought them even more trouble, then he might choose not to intervene at all.
And while Chu Feng was learning about Young Master Wolf's identity, those two grandmasters had been conversing with the wolf-headed man — to put it nicely, conversing; to put it bluntly, begging for mercy.
"Pavilion Master of the Nine-Layer Pavilion, how would you like to deal with them?"
"Shall I kill them for you?"
Young Master Wolf turned his gaze to the Pavilion Master of the Nine-Layer Pavilion.
"Young Master Wolf, that is entirely up to you."
The Pavilion Master was delighted. He had long harbored the intention of completely eradicating the Nameless Sect, but out of concern for how others would perceive him, he would have acted in secret at best — never openly.
But if Young Master Wolf was willing to lend a hand, that would be absolutely perfect. After all, in this Lower Realm of theirs, who would dare speak a single word against Young Master Wolf?