After tossing the Primordial Hero Sword and annihilating the Ancient Clan members, Chu Feng didn't idle — he immediately began setting up his formation.
By the time the last of the Ancient Clan members had perished, Chu Feng's formation was complete.
The massive formation enveloped this stretch of starry sky in an instant.
Meanwhile...
The Woholong Martial Sect's Sect Master was observing the battle between Chu Feng and Elder Ruyi through the defensive formation.
She had personally witnessed Chu Feng annihilate the millions of invaders from the Ancient Clan.
And she knew that Chu Feng had only arrived at the battlefield after completely sealing off that special spatial gate.
With that, the weight on her heart finally lifted considerably, and a relaxed smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
"Sect Master Woholong, what happened?"
The Saint Valley's Saint Master noticed her smile.
Since this whole affair began, it was the first time he had seen a smile on the Woholong Sect Master's face.
Moreover, it was a complicated smile, brimming with all manner of emotion.
"Why don't you all come and see for yourselves?"
As the Woholong Martial Sect Master spoke, she waved her great sleeve.
The mirror-like formation eyes suspended above every world in the Ancestral Martial Star River simultaneously displayed the scene at Chu Feng's current location.
The moment they saw the image, every person present was shaken to their core.
The difference between starry space and the inside of a world was that in the void, there was no gravity.
Unless one deliberately manipulated it, everything would float in the starry expanse.
And the scene depicted in that image was nothing short of hell itself. Even those who had participated in countless slaughters would feel their scalps go numb at the sight.
Blood and severed corpses were everywhere — so many that they had practically formed an ocean.
Within the range shown, the ends of the corpse field were nowhere to be seen.
At the center of the image were two figures — a young man and an old man.
Both had their backs to the viewers.
"Chu Feng?"
Even from behind, many recognized him as Chu Feng.
Of course, the majority had no idea who this person was.
But more than who he was, they wanted to know — where had all these dead bodies come from?
As the crowd looked on in bewilderment, the Woholong Martial Sect Master's voice rang out through the formation, broadcasting across every world.
"Everyone, just moments ago, our defensive formation was breached."
"Millions of martial cultivators and Spirit World Masters invaded from beyond our world, including peak Half-God realm experts."
At this, the crowd was terrified.
Forget peak Half-God — even a first-level Half-God was like a god in their eyes.
If such beings entered, who could possibly stand against them?
But the Woholong Sect Master's voice continued to echo.
"In that critical moment, Chu Feng and Elder Ruyi — who had long since left the Star River to explore the outside world — returned and slew every last one of these millions of invaders."
"Chu Feng, in particular, harnessed the power of the formation eyes to locate the enemy's weakness, completely sealing the spatial gate that the invaders had used to penetrate our defensive formation."
"The crisis was resolved."
When the Woholong Martial Sect Master finished speaking, only then did everyone understand just how dire the situation had been.
Thank heavens for Chu Feng.
It was Chu Feng who had saved the Ancestral Martial Star River. Who had saved them all.
"Chu Feng, you legend!"
"Chu Feng! Chu Feng! Chu Feng!!!"
Within the formation eye world, Long Tianhui was the first to shout, and soon the name "Chu Feng" was echoing throughout the entire formation eye.
But in truth, it wasn't just the formation eye world — across every world in the Ancestral Martial Star River, the same name was ringing out.
And it was loudest of all in the world where the Woholong Martial Sect Master and the others were gathered.
The mere act of everyone raising their voices in unison caused heaven and earth to tremble.