The territory of the Chu Heavenly Clan was truly enormous.
Even someone at the pinnacle of the Martial Immortal realm like Chu Xingdi, leading Chu Feng forward the entire way, still spent a considerable amount of time before finally arriving at the main city of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
The main city of the Chu Heavenly Clan was not the sort of golden, resplendent sovereign domain one might expect. On the contrary — it was permeated with immortal qi everywhere.
The main city was built in the sky, connected by over ten thousand cities of varying sizes.
From a distance, one's gaze swept across a vast, unbroken sea of cities stretching endlessly toward the horizon.
Where white cranes soared among drifting clouds, cities of all shapes and sizes filled every corner of the sky. That sheer grandeur shook Chu Feng to his core.
Chu Feng had to admit — the Chu Heavenly Clan truly lived up to its title as the ruler of the Upper Realm of the Great Thousand Worlds.
The main city alone was enough to dazzle the eyes. Even someone like Chu Feng, who had seen his fair share of the world, had never witnessed such a spectacular feat of human construction.
Clearly, the Chu Heavenly Clan had poured an immense amount of effort into this main city.
"Halt!"
Yet before Chu Feng had even drawn close to the main city, a furious shout rang out from the distance.
Immediately after, an army of over a thousand soldiers came hurtling toward Chu Feng and his companions.
They stopped before the trio, forming a wall of bodies in the void above and cutting off their path.
Judging by their attire, it was plain to see that every one of them was a member of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
Moreover, a token hung at each of their waists, inscribed with the words "Guard Corps."
"How dare you — a bunch of juniors like you dare block the two of us?"
At the sight of this, Chu Xingdi's face immediately twisted with rage. In that moment, Chu Feng could even feel a biting cold emanating from him.
Chu Xingdi had released his oppressive aura. If even Chu Feng could feel it, then those members of the Chu Heavenly Clan were shivering uncontrollably, visibly shaken by the force of that pressure.
"Brother Xingdi, don't be angry."
Just then, another figure flew over and landed before the wall of soldiers. The moment he touched down, the thousand-plus trembling men immediately composed themselves.
He was a middle-aged man with a pale complexion, but his eyes were filled with a cold, sinister light — the kind that told you at a glance this was a dangerous individual.
The fact that he could withstand Chu Xingdi's oppressive aura only further demonstrated that his strength was extraordinary. His cultivation was at least at the pinnacle of the Martial Immortal realm.
And at his waist, he too bore the token of the Guard Corps.
"Chu Moqiong, who in the Guard Corps gave you the nerve to block the Punishment Hall?"
Chu Xingdi said, his displeasure evident.
Even though this man's cultivation was no less than his own, neither Chu Xingdi nor Chu Xingren showed a shred of fear toward him. Quite the opposite — the two of them did not take him seriously in the slightest.
But likewise, Chu Moqiong did not take Chu Xingdi and Chu Xingren seriously either. He let out a contemptuous laugh before speaking: "Brother Xingdi, you're overthinking things. We're all family here — why would I possibly block you?"
"Then what are you doing here with this crowd?" Chu Xingren cut in.
"It isn't the two of you I'm blocking." Chu Moqiong extended his hand and pointed directly at Chu Feng. "It's him."
"Chu Feng was brought back by Lord Zhengfa himself. You dare block him?" Chu Xingdi said.