Inside the fortress, people's hearts surged with emotion, and outside the fortress, it was no less restless.
At this moment, above the fortress, a luminous body of light had actually appeared, with the light neatly arranged into twenty numbers.
And among the latter numbers, the names of the Eastern Sacred Deer, the Sea Crocodile Clan, the Golden Roc Clan, the Demonic Floodwyrm King Beast, Ximen Feixue, Feng Sanmei, Feng Erhong, Baili Xinghe, and others had already appeared.
"Incredible — they're almost all on the invitation list. The most influential younger generation of the Martial Sacred Land."
"Even Ximen Feixue is here. I wonder if Chu Feng will come." One of them spoke with a look full of anticipation.
"Hmph. The Four Great Emperor Clans have already dispatched tens of thousands of troops and surrounded this fortress. If Chu Feng dares to come, he's just asking for death." Another spoke while sweeping his gaze across the surroundings.
Sure enough, the tens of thousands of troops from the Four Great Emperor Clans were arranged in orderly formation, having already sealed off the entire fortress. Leading these armies were none other than the four clan heads of the Four Great Emperor Clans themselves.
And apart from the forces of the Four Great Emperor Clans, the affiliated powers of the Four Great Emperor Clans had also dispatched many elite units. Altogether, the military forces present numbered well over a million.
But this was only the forces visible on the surface. The true elites were all hidden deep underground, led by four Supreme Elders who had yet to make their appearance.
"Sigh, who would have thought the Four Great Emperor Clans would hate Chu Feng this much. To capture a single Chu Feng, they'd go so far as to deploy such elite forces — and even the four clan heads have personally shown up."
"That Chu Feng is nothing but a junior. How powerful could he possibly be?" Witnessing such a massive mobilization by the Four Great Emperor Clans, many people realized just how highly the Four Great Emperor Clans regarded Chu Feng — and how deeply they resented him.
"Brother Nangong, do you think that Chu Feng will come?" Clan Head Beitang stood in the sky, turning to ask Nangong Beidou beside him.
"I think he will come." Nangong Beidou said.
"He'll come? Heh… I don't think he'll come at all. Last time he dared to cause trouble at the Moon-Worshipping Cloud City because he knew we wouldn't be prepared."
"But this time, nearly everyone knows we'll be lying in wait here for Chu Feng. That Chu Feng isn't stupid — why would he come?" Clan Head Beitang said with a light laugh. Despite the massive mobilization, he didn't believe Chu Feng would show up. In his view, they had simply made the trip for nothing.
"I also think Chu Feng won't come. Even if he does, he probably would have fled long before." Clan Head Dongfang paused, then turned toward Clan Head Ximen and asked, "Clan Head Ximen, what do you think?"
"He'd better not come. If he does, I'll make sure he never leaves." Clan Head Ximen said coldly.
"I also hope he comes — I just fear he won't." Clan Head Beitang sighed.
"I believe he will definitely come." Nangong Beidou said firmly. "You still don't understand that Chu Feng. But after what happened before, I've come to know him somewhat. That young man is extremely bold. His courage exceeds anything you can imagine."
"And moreover, the backers behind him may not be limited to that one who wielded the Executioner's Brush that day. So we absolutely cannot afford to be careless." At this point, a look of gravity and unease flickered through Nangong Beidou's eyes.
He knew full well that the fighting strength the Four Great Emperor Clans had deployed today was already remarkable — with four Supreme Elders sent out, it was no exaggeration to call this the Four Great Emperor Clans' most powerful force.
But even so, he still had no absolute confidence that they could slay Chu Feng.
Because…
That day, at the Nangong Emperor Clan, the scene of Chu Feng unleashing the Asura Evil Spirit remained vivid in his mind.
That day, at the Moon-Worshipping Cloud City, the scene of Chu Feng sweeping through the juniors of all four clans remained vivid in his mind.
And he could only stand by and watch his own interests suffer, feel his dignity humiliated, unable to do a thing about Chu Feng.
To this day, when it came to Chu Feng, he truly dared not let his guard down.
"Ha ha ha…"
"Brother Nangong, in my opinion, you've been scared witless by that Chu Feng. No matter how extraordinary his talent, he's still just a junior. Is that really necessary?" Clan Head Dongfang said with a light laugh.
"Indeed. This doesn't sound like the Nangong Beidou we know." Clan Head Beitang also wore a mocking expression.
"If it were possible, I would hope my worries are unnecessary. Otherwise…" Nangong Beidou did not finish the sentence, because he didn't want there to be an "otherwise."
"Look quickly — they've already announced up to the seventh rank. The remaining ranks are almost all taken by the Three Mansions. The Three Mansions truly live up to their name — they really are something." Clan Head Beitang gazed at the names continuing to appear across the sky and sighed in admiration.
"The younger generation of the Monster Race and the Human Race have been mostly announced. Then the ones ranked higher should be the Ancient Elves?" Clan Head Dongfang's gaze also grew serious.
Whoosh— Just then, a flash of light, and Little Radish's name appeared in the sky, displayed beneath the sixth rank.
"What?!!!"
"Little Radish? What the hell is going on?"
Seeing those three characters, not to mention the four clan heads, virtually everyone present was stunned, their mouths agape in shock, their faces blank with disbelief.
Whoosh— And after that, another flash of light, and Big Radish's name likewise appeared, surfacing just beneath it.