"Brother, now's really not the time to be saying stuff like that, okay?"
In truth, what Zhan Lingtong wanted to say was: now's not the time to keep running your mouth — didn't you learn your lesson from the beating you took yesterday?
After making that earlier remark, Chu Feng fell silent, and no matter how anxious Zhan Lingtong grew, there was nothing he could do about it.
Before long, several hundred members of the Ancient Beast Clan once again appeared on the horizon within Zhan Lingtong's field of vision.
Leading the group was none other than yesterday's Half Ancestor, and standing beside him was the one Chu Feng had frightened off earlier.
"Is this the person you told me had prepared breakfast?" The Half Ancestor's face darkened with rage as he turned to the beast beside him, convinced he had been deceived.
"My lord, it really is him. I don't know how he did it, but he knocked out Yaofeng with a single move," the earlier beast explained hurriedly.
Following the other's gesture, the Half Ancestor also noticed that deep within the cave where Chu Feng was seated cross-legged, there was indeed a gravely injured beast who had already fallen unconscious. His gaze grew solemn.
"Boy, who exactly are you?" the Half Ancestor demanded.
However, Chu Feng offered no response. He remained seated cross-legged with his eyes closed.
"I'm speaking to you — can you not hear me?" In the next moment, the Ancient Beast Clan's Half Ancestor let out a sound several times more piercing than thunder.
Boulders began to roll. The very void trembled.
And yet, even so, Chu Feng still paid him no attention.
Though Chu Feng was utterly unperturbed, Zhan Lingtong was terrified out of his wits. The opponent's oppressive aura had already been released — a Half Ancestor. Such power was godlike in their eyes. And now the Half Ancestor was clearly enraged. He truly feared that if Chu Feng kept playing dumb, they would be killed outright.
So he hurriedly urged, "Brother, get up and say something — at least apologize to them."
Once those words left Zhan Lingtong's mouth, Chu Feng finally opened his eyes, a faint smile playing at the corner of his lips.
"Don't worry, brother. I've got this." With that, Chu Feng rose to his feet, swept his gaze across the sky, and said, "Not enough people."
"What did you say? What do you mean, not enough people?" the Half Ancestor asked.
"Those who beat me up yesterday haven't all shown up. Get them all here, or else you're going to regret it," Chu Feng said.
"You wretch! Wasn't the beating you took yesterday enough? Your injuries have barely healed and you're already back to playing tough?" The beast who had struck Chu Feng yesterday spoke with both fury and mockery.
"Injuries?" Chu Feng smiled faintly, and then the wounds on his face began to heal at a rapid pace. In the blink of an eye, he was completely unscathed — not a single mark remained.
"That was just a little act I put on for fun. Did you really think you were capable of hurting me?" Chu Feng said.
"Drop the bluffing!!!"
"Today I'm going to flog you to death!"
The one who had been scared off by Chu Feng earlier now seemed to have found his courage with the Half Ancestor at his side. He actually drew a half-step Ancestor Armament and launched an attack directly at Chu Feng.
And the moment he struck, he unleashed an Emperor Taboo martial skill. Vast martial power gathered into a raging pillar of flame and roared toward Chu Feng.
In that instant, Zhan Lingtong's face turned ashen. In his mind, if that attack landed, forget about himself — even Chu Feng would be dead for certain.
"Hmph. You just won't take what's offered, will you?" A cold glint flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. He raised his arm and struck out with a thunderous slam.
A deafening boom erupted, and the pillar of flame was blasted apart.
"Gahhh—"
At the same time, the beast who had attacked Chu Feng let out a miserable scream and went hurtling through the air. He crashed to the ground motionless, his fate unknown.
"Insolent!!!"
At that moment, the Half Ancestor bellowed with fury. His hands flipped, and two half-step Ancestor Armaments materialized in his grip.
His Half Ancestor's oppressive aura radiated outward without the slightest restraint. Behind him, dark clouds churned and thunder rumbled as a devastating aura descended from the heavens, sending bone-chilling cold through Zhan Lingtong's body and making him tremble uncontrollably.
It was not merely the Half Ancestor's might — it was a towering killing intent.
This one intended not only to attack Chu Feng, but to kill both Chu Feng and Zhan Lingtong.
And yet, just at that moment, Chu Feng struck out with another palm.