"Everyone, we're safe now." Seeing that the crowd still couldn't believe what had just happened before their eyes, Chu Feng spoke up.
As he spoke, Chu Feng deactivated the defensive formation in the area and walked over to the gate of the seventh path, opening it once more.
"WOOOHHH!!!!"
Upon seeing that the seventh path had been successfully opened and that Chu Feng had not sustained any harm — and that people could truly no longer feel the terrifying aura of that killing formation — a brief moment of silence was followed by an eruption of wild jubilation.
They knew the killing formation was truly gone. It was inconceivable, but they knew that Chu Feng had succeeded.
After a round of cheering, the crowd once again surged toward the seventh path in a frenzy. Though there were vast numbers of people, they moved with astonishing speed — in the blink of an eye, a full ten million or more had all poured into the seventh path.
"Long live Chu Feng! Long live Chu Feng!!!"
In their excitement, some began to shout Chu Feng's name, and more and more joined in. At first it was only the younger generation, but before long, even the elders started calling out Chu Feng's name.
In that moment, Chu Feng's name rang through the seventh path like rolling thunder.
"Hey, Yue Ling — you've actually got the nerve to show your face? Have you forgotten what you said before?" Suddenly, the Saber Demon pointed at a figure and bellowed, his voice so thunderous that it drowned out the crowd's cries.
Only then did people notice that the members of the Heavenly Dao Palace had also come running out, led by none other than Elder Yue Ling — the very man who had falsely accused Chu Feng.
The looks people now directed at Elder Yue Ling were filled not only with icy contempt but with murderous intent.
It was because of this old man's scheming and provocation that they had nearly died inside. Had it not been for Chu Feng, they would all be nothing but mangled corpses by now.
And so, every one of them hated Yue Ling to the core.
"Young friend Chu Feng, I was in the wrong before. Please, be magnanimous and forgive me this once." Elder Yue Ling addressed Chu Feng with an awkward, embarrassed expression.
Though he felt deeply ashamed to say such things, he truly did not want to die. In a moment like this, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and bare his old face to the humiliation.
"Heh…" However, to Yue Ling's apology, Chu Feng merely offered a faint smile and did not respond at all. At this point, Chu Feng truly couldn't even be bothered to exchange a single word with the man.
He knew that without lifting a finger himself, Yue Ling was certain to die today — the man had incurred the fury of the entire crowd.
As for Chu Feng, all he wanted now was to stand by and watch, with his own eyes, as Yue Ling was driven to his death by the mob.
"Yue Ling, have you forgotten what you said before? You declared that if it was proven you had falsely accused young friend Chu Feng, you would atone with your life," the Saber Demon said.
"That's right. You are, after all, a leading elder of the Heavenly Dao Palace — surely you wouldn't go back on your word?" Elder Huang Guan added.
And after that, more and more people began to condemn Elder Yue Ling. Eventually, even many of the younger generation started voicing their criticism. Just as Chu Feng had predicted, the crowd was determined to drive Yue Ling to his death.
"Insolent wretches — who do you think you are, daring to condemn our elder?!" Once the younger generation began to speak, the long-silenced members of the Heavenly Dao Palace could hold back no longer.
It was one thing for powerful figures to berate Elder Yue Ling, but the Heavenly Dao Palace — the supreme force of the Human Race — would absolutely not tolerate juniors trampling over them.
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