At those words, Chu Feng's nerves tightened immediately. He quickly activated his Heavenly Eyes and peered in the direction Chu Youyuan had indicated.
Through his Heavenly Eyes, the layers upon layers of barriers dissipated one after another, and at a considerable distance from the two of them, Chu Feng indeed spotted someone approaching.
It was a middle-aged man. Though his appearance was that of a man in his prime, judging from Chu Feng's observation, he was at least a thousand years old — a martial cultivator.
From the speed at which he was running, Chu Feng could tell that his cultivation was likely that of a first-grade True Immortal.
Right now, this middle-aged man was in a state of utter panic, because a pack of ferocious-looking demon beasts was in hot pursuit behind him.
The demon beasts' strength was roughly on par with the man's, but they were faster.
Yet what surprised Chu Feng somewhat was that although these demon beasts looked utterly savage, their attire was rather peculiar.
Generally speaking, demon beasts would only wear human robes and garments after transforming into human form.
In their beast forms, they typically preferred armor and other equipment to showcase their might.
But this pack of demon beasts — despite looking thoroughly fearsome and being completely in their beast forms — were decked out in gold and silver.
That was right. They looked remarkably similar to one another, likely from the same clan, yet they each wore different outfits. The one thing they all had in common was the gold and silver accessories, making each of them look like some wealthy magnate.
Such attire was rare even among humans, let alone demon beasts. Simply put, the look was incredibly tacky.
So these demon beasts were truly quite the oddity.
But Chu Feng was not only taken aback by the demon beasts' bizarre fashion sense — he also couldn't help but marvel at just how sharp the detection abilities of a Venerable realm expert truly were.
The targets were still far away. Without his Heavenly Eyes, Chu Feng wouldn't even be able to see them, much less sense them.
Yet Chu Youyuan had detected the middle-aged man and the demon beasts with effortless ease.
"Senior, may I lend a hand?" Chu Feng asked Chu Youyuan.
He didn't know the middle-aged man, but judging by the man's panicked state, and the way the demon beasts chased after him — hurling insults and cackling wildly as they did so — Chu Feng instinctively sensed that the middle-aged man was the victim here.
At the end of the day, Chu Feng was still human.
Seeing one of his own kind bullied so ruthlessly by demon beasts stirred the impulse to help.
"If you want to save him, then save him. Follow your heart. But if you're going to act, don't hold back — kill them all," Chu Youyuan said with a smile.
Seeing the cryptic look in Chu Youyuan's smile, Chu Feng immediately understood that Chu Youyuan likely knew the origins of these demon beasts — and that they were far from benevolent. Otherwise, he wouldn't have told Chu Feng to slay them outright.
"Understood."
Chu Feng acknowledged the order, then launched himself into the air, hurtling toward the demon beasts at blinding speed.
By now, the middle-aged man had been caught up to and surrounded by the demon beasts. After toying with him for a time, they drew their weapons and prepared to cut his life short.
The middle-aged man, convinced that his death was certain, tightly shut his eyes and braced himself for the end.
Thud thud thud thud thud— But suddenly, a series of muffled sounds rang out in rapid succession. During it all, the man could even hear the sound of something splashing against the ground.
Being a martial cultivator himself, his keen senses immediately told him that what was splashing wasn't water — it was blood.
He instinctively opened his eyes, only to discover that every single one of the demon beasts that had surrounded him had collapsed to the ground, all of them lifeless.
And Chu Feng stood not far from where he was.
"Was it you who saved me?"