Swish swish swish— Once Chu Youyuan departed, Chu Feng's hands began forming a continuous series of seals. At the same time, he released his vast and formidable barrier power.
The barrier power surged in every direction like an army of thousands, following Chu Feng's commands—intertwining, diverging, merging, and blending together.
Chu Feng was constructing a deciphering formation.
He had already determined that the Fierce Beast Clan's treasury lay beneath this formation. The formation channeled energy downward, and it undoubtedly served some special purpose.
However, the formation was hidden far too well. Even Chu Feng could only detect faint traces of it, unable to see through its entirety.
Therefore, if he wished to enter the place where the Fierce Beast Clan concealed their treasures, he had no choice but to construct this deciphering formation.
"He… is also a Robed Spirit Realm Master?"
"Who is this man? How can he possess such extraordinary abilities?"
At this moment, Luo Xiaofeng, whose face was already drained of color with shock, let out a trembling cry of astonishment.
She was not the only one. Many members of the Luo family felt the same—they had all been deeply shaken by Chu Feng's overwhelming power.
Even Luo Dali, who had always believed Chu Feng could save them, stood frozen in place, mouth agape, as if struck dumb.
"You people really are woefully ignorant. You don't even recognize him."
Right at that moment, an elder emerged from within the formation and approached Luo Dali and the others.
He was one of the old men who had been captured and brought in alongside Chu Feng and his group, possessing a cultivation of the Second Rank True Immortal. On the way here, he had been taciturn and reserved, yet unexpectedly, he was now the one who took the initiative to speak to the Luo family.
"Elder, who exactly is this benefactor of ours?" Seeing that the elder seemed to recognize Chu Feng, Luo Dali hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
At the same time, all the members of the Luo family cast curious glances toward the old man.
They all desperately wanted to know who Chu Feng truly was to possess such immense power.
"For the longest time, I thought it might just be someone who resembled him. After all, the Great Thousand Upper Realm is vast, and there are countless people who look alike."
"But looking at him now, it's clearly not just a resemblance. It really is him—he is the future hope of our Great Thousand Upper Realm."
The elder gazed at Chu Feng, his eyes brimming with infinite anticipation and longing. Even his voice had grown incredibly excited and impassioned.
"Elder, who is he really?" The members of the Luo family could no longer hold back and pressed him for an answer.
"I suppose this truly is a remote corner of the world. News spreads so quickly throughout the Great Thousand Upper Realm, yet you haven't even heard the name Chu Feng."
Seeing that Luo Dali and the others genuinely did not recognize Chu Feng, the elder could only shake his head in exasperation.
After all, in the current Great Thousand Upper Realm, there were far too few people who didn't know who Chu Feng was.
"You may not have heard of Chu Feng, but you must have heard of the Chu Heavenly Clan?" the elder said.
"The Chu Heavenly Clan? Of course we know of them—they are the overlord of our Great Thousand Upper Realm! Who could possibly not know of the Chu Heavenly Clan?" Luo Dali replied.
"Then what about Chu Xuanyuan? Have you heard of him?" the elder asked.
"Chu Xuanyuan? Of course! He is the son of Chu Hanxian, a legend of our Great Thousand Upper Realm. He was once hailed as the most powerful man the realm has ever known."
When he spoke of Chu Xuanyuan, Luo Dali grew visibly excited, his very tone trembling with emotion.
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of the elder's lips. He then said, "Well, in that case, this will be much easier to explain."
"This Chu Feng is not only the strongest junior of the Chu Heavenly Clan in the current Great Thousand Upper Realm, but he is also the grandson of Chu Hanxian and the son of Chu Xuanyuan."
"What?! He's the son of Lord Chu Xuanyuan? But… but… wasn't it said that he—?"
Hearing these words was like a bolt of lightning striking their heads. Not just Luo Dali—every member of the Luo family present felt their minds buzzing, unable to believe what they had just heard.
Setting aside the fact that, in their eyes, a figure of such magnitude would never cross paths with them in a million lifetimes, there was another matter: they had all heard that Chu Xuanyuan's son had long since perished.
"Never mind 'but.' Chu Xuanyuan's son did not die, and he is standing right in front of you this very moment."
"And just a short while ago, you insulted him." As the elder said this, he cast a pointed glance toward Luo Xiaofeng and the other members of the Luo family.
"Oh heavens… he's actually Chu Feng?"
At that moment, Luo Dali was so overwhelmed with emotion that he looked as though he might collapse at any second, his body trembling violently like a man on the brink of death.
And the rest of the Luo family—especially Luo Xiaofeng and Xu Jialuo—were so terrified that they collapsed to the ground, their faces ashen, drained of all color.
Only now did they realize just what kind of titan they had offended.
The mere title of "junior of the Chu Heavenly Clan" was enough to warrant them a death sentence.
And this was no ordinary junior—he was the strongest of them all, a descendant of two legendary figures: Chu Hanxian and Chu Xuanyuan!
"Th-then… then, Elder, that other elder—who is he?" Luo Dali pointed toward the figure high in the sky who was treating the injuries of Ying Mingchao and Zi Xunyi. It was Chu Youyuan.