In truth, not only were Mo Yuhan's grandfather and Long Xiaoxiao's Master following Chu Feng.
Two additional figures were also trailing behind him.
Chu Feng arrived at a remote, secluded area, then suddenly turned around and looked behind him. "Come out."
His gaze locked directly onto the spot where Liang Feng's Master was hidden.
"You detected me?" Liang Feng's Master materialized, his eyes filled with disbelief as he regarded Chu Feng.
"Why do you think I suddenly walked over here?" Chu Feng asked.
"You lured me here?" The shock in Liang Feng's Master's eyes intensified.
"Heh..." Chu Feng chuckled, then said, "I know why you came looking for me."
"I'll tell you right now — your disciple was indeed killed by me. But he was the one who started trouble with me first. Whether someone used him or not, I couldn't care less. He picked a fight, so he deserved to die."
"I'm telling you the reason not because I expect you to back off. I just want you to understand that if you come after me, you'll die too," Chu Feng said.
"What an arrogant brat. Do you think this old man was frightened into his position? I don't care why you killed my disciple. A life for a life, a debt repaid — that's an ironclad law since the beginning of time."
"You killed my disciple. You will die."
As Liang Feng's Master spoke, he drew a Exalted Weapon saber and swung it at Chu Feng without hesitation.
The strike did not produce a massive display of power, but its destructive force was extraordinary — it was a Forbidden Exalted Martial Skill.
Chu Feng, however, stood perfectly still. A surge of formation barrier power emerged and effortlessly deflected the Forbidden Exalted Martial Skill that had been executed with a half-step Exalted Weapon.
"You're a White Dragon God Cloak bearer? But aren't you just a junior?" Liang Feng's Master asked.
"Who says a junior can't be a White Dragon God Cloak bearer?" Chu Feng countered.
"Even a White Dragon God Cloak couldn't block a single strike from this old man. You have some kind of treasure on you?" Liang Feng's Master demanded.
After all, he was a second-grade Half-God. A White Dragon God Cloak was only comparable to a first-grade Half-God — there was no way it could withstand his attack.
"No wonder your disciple was so foolish. It seems stupidity runs in the family. You can't even tell the difference between a treasure and formation barrier power. It seems the second-grade Half-God level really is your limit," Chu Feng said.
"Little bastard! Facing death and still mouthing off?"
"In front of this old man, not even a supreme treasure can protect you."
Enraged, Liang Feng's Master raised his Exalted Weapon saber high, preparing to unleash an even more powerful Forbidden Exalted Martial Skill.
Hummmm—
But at that very moment, a formation barrier gate suddenly appeared before him. He froze at the sight of the unexpected gate.
While he stood there, stunned—
Pfft—
A formation barrier spear shot through the gate and pierced straight through his chest.
Immediately after, Chu Feng stepped through the formation barrier gate, the butt of that barrier spear firmly gripped in his hand.
But most importantly, killing intent blazed from Chu Feng's eyes.
When Liang Feng's Master saw that look, he was genuinely terrified. He had never encountered such fearsome killing intent in his life.
Disregarding any questions about how Chu Feng possessed such formidable combat power, he dropped to his knees with a thud.
"D-don't kill me. As long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything you ask." Liang Feng's Master surrendered on the spot.
Chu Feng said nothing. He opened his palm and flicked — a single pill flew into Liang Feng's Master's body.
Liang Feng's Master realized something was wrong and tried to spit the pill back out, only to discover he couldn't move.
Chu Feng's formation barrier power had already surged through the spear and into his body. He had completely lost control over himself and could only submit to Chu Feng's will.
This was the terrifying nature of formation barrier arts — their power of control far surpassed that of martial force.
So Liang Feng's Master could do nothing but watch helplessly as the poison pill spread through his body.
"Please, give me a chance. I was being foolish. I'll tell you the truth — Liang Feng was my own biological son. That's the only reason I would have stood up for him."
Tears streamed down Liang Feng's Master's face as he revealed something no one else knew.
"Foolish?"
Chu Feng smiled coldly. The murderous look he'd worn moments ago didn't exactly scream "foolish."
Chu Feng knew that this master of Liang Feng was merely afraid of dying — he hadn't truly seen the error of his ways. Chu Feng felt no sympathy whatsoever, but he didn't kill him outright either.
"Let me remind you one more time. Liang Feng was killed by me, but I wasn't the one who started all of this. If you want revenge, you shouldn't be coming after me. Do you understand?" Chu Feng asked.
"I understand. I understand." Liang Feng's Master nodded repeatedly.
"Good. As long as you understand." With that, Chu Feng pulled the formation barrier spear from his chest and left.
Liang Feng's Master hurriedly swallowed several antidote pills, then sat cross-legged, desperately attempting to detoxify himself.
"What a useless thing." Hidden among the clouds, Mo Yuhan's grandfather was seething with frustration.
After all, Liang Feng's Master's failure had ruined his plan to step in at the critical moment, when Chu Feng was on the verge of defeat, and lend a helping hand.
"What is there to be angry about? Shouldn't you be happy?" Long Xiaoxiao's Master said.