After triggering that formation, Chu Feng did not remain in place. Instead, he continued moving toward the World Hidden Valley.
If he stayed put, it would be far too obvious — as though he were telling his opponent that he had discovered the formation they had laid. Only by moving along and keeping everything looking normal could he lure the trap to spring.
"Chu Feng, who do you think is going to ambush you next?" Eggy asked curiously.
"As far as I know, the strongest person in Song Yuheng's faction is his grandfather. If my guess is right, it should be him," Chu Feng said.
"That's what I figured too. Song Yuheng and his father both seem pretty stupid. The fact that he's managed to earn Duan Jidao's appreciation must be thanks to his grandfather," Eggy said.
"Which means his grandfather is the real mastermind. If we can take him out this time, it'll count as clearing a major obstacle for little brother Wushang," Chu Feng said.
"You, always thinking about your brothers," Eggy pouted. She only cared about whatever benefits Chu Feng could gain — the fate of his brothers held no interest for her.
Whoosh—
However, Chu Feng had not been walking for long before a powerful force silently spread out and blanketed the surroundings, sealing them off. It was a formation — someone had used a formation to lock down all directions around Chu Feng, trapping him inside a cage of formations.
As long as that formation remained in place, no matter how massive the commotion or how great the disturbance here, no one would know.
"Heh…" Chu Feng could not help but let a faint smile cross his lips, and he directed his gaze toward the southeast. The fox had finally shown its tail. The snake he had been luring… had come out of its hole.
Hummm—
The space in the area Chu Feng was staring at trembled slightly, and an elderly man with a wrinkled face but eyes full of sinister cunning materialized. This was none other than Song Yuheng's grandfather.
"You knew I was here?" Song Yuheng's grandfather was clever — he had already picked up on something wrong from Chu Feng's reaction.
"What else did you expect?" Chu Feng smiled again, though this time it was laced with undisguised contempt. He had sensed the man's cultivation — second-stage Martial Emperor — which was almost exactly what he had guessed.
"You're Song Yuheng's grandfather, aren't you?" Chu Feng asked. He had already confirmed the man's identity.
"How could you know? That's impossible — no one could have told you!" Song Yuheng's grandfather was beginning to panic. He naturally feared exposure of his misdeeds. Chu Feng had never once laid eyes on him, yet he had spoken his name. That, in itself, was enough to fill him with dread.
"Told me? There was no need for anyone to tell me. Your formation was so obvious that unless I were a blind man, there was no way I wouldn't see through it," Chu Feng said with mockery.
"No… impossible. How could you possibly see through the formation I set up?" Song Yuheng's grandfather's face was a mask of disbelief.
"I'll admit, you do have some skill. Among Snake-pattern Royal Cloak Spirit World Masters, you're certainly one of the more impressive ones."
"But do you really think the tricks of a Snake-pattern Royal Cloak Spirit World Master can fool a Dragon-pattern Royal Cloak Spirit World Master?" As he spoke, Chu Feng raised his right hand, and from his index finger, a strand of formation power slid out.
The golden Royal-level formation power coiled around Chu Feng's finger like a slithering serpent, but within that formation energy, what surged and churned were unmistakable dragon patterns.
"You!!! You're a Dragon-pattern Royal Cloak Spirit World Master? This… how is that possible? How can this be?!" Song Yuheng's grandfather was stunned. He was a master of formation arts himself, and one glance was all it took for him to recognize that the power Chu Feng radiated was Dragon-pattern formation power.
But he could not believe it — could not believe that someone as young as Chu Feng could be a Dragon-pattern Royal Cloak Spirit World Master. After all, this was something he had never heard of, never even dreamed of.