The demoness had revealed her true form from the very beginning.
Crimson skin, crimson long hair, and a mouth reminiscent of a savage beast, bristling with razor-sharp fangs.
She was not naked—she still wore a long dress. But it was precisely that dress, paired with her grotesque appearance, that made her all the more terrifying.
The moment the men and women caught sight of the demoness, they were already trembling in terror. Not to mention that her oppressive aura had already sealed off the area—even without deploying it, they likely would have lacked the courage to flee.
"S-Senior Brother Liao, think of something!"
In their panic, all the men and women turned their desperate gazes toward the man surnamed Liao.
"We're dead." "We're dead for sure."
Yet at this moment, the man surnamed Liao had already been scared out of his wits. Not only was his entire body trembling violently, but if one looked closely, a large patch of his crotch had already gone wet.
This Senior Brother Liao—who moments ago had carried himself with imposing authority from every angle and proclaimed he would teach Chu Feng a lesson—had been scared into wetting his pants by the demoness.
In that instant, the men and women lost all hope completely. Facing the demoness, they did not even possess the courage to beg for mercy. All that remained was to wait for death—and wait for death still.
"Demoness, we meet again."
But just then, Chu Feng's voice suddenly rang out.
The moment his voice carried over, the men and women froze. They had never imagined that the person they had looked down upon would dare address the demoness directly.
And not only that—he was utterly composed, without a trace of fear, as if the demoness before him were nothing more than an ordinary person.
"Hmm?" The demoness, too, turned her gaze toward Chu Feng. Seeing that he was actually unafraid of her, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes. "You're not afraid of me?"
"Don't you want to know when we last met?" Chu Feng said calmly.
"We've met before?" The demoness grew even more surprised. Then a strange smile curled across her lips. "A tender little thing like you actually survived after encountering me? Now that truly is a miracle."
"But this time, I won't be letting this delicacy slip away."
As she spoke, she extended a lizard-like tongue and licked her lips.
She did not care where she had encountered Chu Feng before. What she cared about was the fact that she had seen him and yet had not devoured him. This time, she would most certainly savor this meal.
"It seems you really have no memory of me at all. But I suppose that makes sense—we never actually crossed swords last time."
"But this time, I won't let you go," Chu Feng said.
Hearing Chu Feng's words, the demoness's gaze shifted subtly. "You came here specifically to capture me?"
"You killed my friend. This grudge cannot go unanswered," Chu Feng said.
"Interesting. With your mere Fourth Grade Half Ancestor cultivation, you actually intend to kill me?" The demoness let out a mocking laugh.
"Fourth Grade Half Ancestor?" Those mocking words from the demoness struck the men and women who had threatened Chu Feng earlier like an invisible hammer.
Their cultivation was mostly at the Martial Emperor realm. Even the strongest among them, Senior Brother Liao, was only a Martial Emperor.
But it turned out that the person they had looked down upon was a Fourth Grade Half Ancestor?!
A Fourth Grade Half Ancestor—perhaps nothing to the demoness, but in front of them, it was an existence so terrifying it could not possibly be more terrifying.
Just think—they had actually threatened him earlier. Now, waves of lingering dread washed over them.
"You're merely a First Grade Martial Ancestor yourself," Chu Feng said calmly.
Before the demoness had drawn near, Chu Feng had already detected her presence. At that point, he had already ascertained her cultivation level.
First Grade Martial Ancestor—that was the demoness's cultivation. Chu Feng had to admit, the demoness was formidable, at least far stronger than himself.
However, the reason Chu Feng dared to stand here so composedly, waiting for the demoness to approach, and even declare that he would kill her—