Under Kong Xianglian's deliberate promotion, the news that Chu Feng and Wang Qiang were about to leave the Kong Heavenly Clan spread quickly.
The people stationed outside the Kong Heavenly Clan were still unaware of the situation, but the guests currently staying within the clan had all figured out the reason.
In their eyes, Chu Feng and Wang Qiang were the most honored of honored guests in the Kong Heavenly Clan, yet they had been openly provoked by Kong Ruozeng — hardly the treatment befitting VIPs.
Anyone would have been angry in their shoes, and most would not want to stay much longer.
However, what they didn't know was that Chu Feng and Wang Qiang wanted to leave because disaster was imminent.
The Kong Heavenly Clan intended to kill them, and leaving was the only way for Chu Feng and Wang Qiang to escape.
Furthermore, they could not alert anyone — they had to conceal the fact that the Kong Heavenly Clan wanted them dead. If word got out, the Kong Heavenly Clan would stop at nothing and strike right in front of everyone.
Once the news of their departure spread, Chu Feng and Wang Qiang left the Kong Heavenly Clan publicly.
Kong Xianglian, citing the excuse of not wanting outsiders to disturb Chu Feng, escorted the two of them away.
With a True Immortal powerhouse escorting Chu Feng, they vanished in the blink of an eye. Those guests who had been hoping to curry favor with Chu Feng lost their chance.
One by one, they prepared to leave in disappointment.
However, just as people were about to depart, a secret voice transmission reached the ears of those visiting outsiders.
"Don't be in such a hurry to disperse. Pretend to leave first, then head southeast. There, not only will you be able to see young friends Chu Feng and Wang Qiang, but you will also witness the true face of the Kong Heavenly Clan."
The moment those words rang out, everyone who heard the transmission changed expression. Some were about to ask who had sent the voice transmission.
But in the next instant, that voice echoed in their ears once more.
"Don't ask who I am, and don't make a sound. Otherwise, you will see nothing — worse still, your very lives may be in danger."
Some people thought it was a prank. Though they didn't say anything aloud, they didn't believe it at all and chose to leave directly.
But quite a few others did believe it. After all, they had been waiting here for Chu Feng for so long already.
Leaving now would mean walking away with absolutely nothing.
But if they followed the voice transmission and headed southeast, at least there would be some chance — so they all wanted to try.
…
At that moment, Kong Xianglian was leading Chu Feng and Wang Qiang rapidly toward the southeast.
A True Immortal's speed was terrifyingly fast — in the blink of an eye, they had already left the Kong Heavenly Clan's sphere of influence.
But suddenly, Kong Xianglian stopped. He fixed a cold gaze on the empty sky behind them and said, "Why have you been following me?"
The moment those words left his mouth, Chu Feng and Wang Qiang both felt their hearts jolt. Chu Feng's grip on the Evil God Sword tightened involuntarily — they both sensed that something was wrong.
Hummm— Sure enough, right after Kong Xianglian's voice fell, the supposedly empty void trembled faintly. Soon, three elderly figures materialized.
All three were Supreme Elders of the Kong Heavenly Clan, True Immortal powerhouses just like Kong Xianglian.
Two of them had just emerged from seclusion, and the one at the front was none other than Kong Moyu.
"Brother Xianglian, if not now, then when?" Kong Moyu said to Kong Xianglian.
"I said I would act, and I will act. Why did you follow me? Don't you trust me?" Kong Xianglian asked coldly, a fierce anger surging in his eyes.
"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that Chu Feng's life and death are tied to the survival of our clan — we cannot afford to be anything but cautious." Kong Moyu smiled faintly. "Do it. Kill him, and everything will be over."
"Go f— yourself! My brother's life and death is tied to your clan's survival? You think my ancestor or something?!" Wang Qiang erupted in a furious tirade.
"Big words from a nobody." Kong Moyu's sword-like brows twitched. No wind rose, no clouds stirred — nothing changed between heaven and earth. One couldn't even sense a trace of martial force.
But in that very instant, both Chu Feng and Wang Qiang felt a truly horrifying killing intent descend upon them from every direction.