But Chu Feng noticed that although the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch's words were casual, his expression was anything but.
The power was too strong. Naturally, the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch was strong.
So strong that Chu Feng couldn't even gauge his cultivation level, only sensing the devastating force radiating from within his body.
But the might pressing down from the heavens was even stronger.
It was a clash of invisible pressure, yet at the point of collision, sparks of lightning blazed into existence.
The brilliance of those sparks was like a sun descending upon the mortal realm, and the raging ripples spread like a flood of beasts, devastating everything in all directions.
In an instant, the entire visible wasteland had been transformed beyond recognition.
But looking at the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch's expression— Chu Feng felt that even though the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch was incredibly powerful, he might not be able to hold on for much longer.
Moreover, how could such terrifying pressure appear in the first place?
Such immense pressure defied all reason for Chu Feng and the others.
Chu Feng sensed that something was amiss.
"Patriarch, let's go back for now," Chu Feng said.
"Very well." The Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch, bearing the full weight of the pressure, led Chu Feng and the others back.
When they returned to the white space, the dark clouds in the desert immediately dispersed, and the terrifying pressure dissipated along with them.
The wasteland, which had been unspeakably terrifying moments ago, returned to normal—as though drawn back from the depths of hell.
"Chu Feng, that pressure is no trivial matter. Have you found a way to counter it?" the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch asked.
"I need to give it a try."
"Patriarch, don't move yet. Wait here for me."
With those words, Chu Feng intended to step into the wasteland alone.
"Hold on." But the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch suddenly spoke, glancing at San Sheng Xing Yu.
"We'll go together." San Sheng Xing Yu understood instantly and walked to Chu Feng's side.
Seeing this, Chu Feng smiled faintly, said nothing more, and turned to enter the wasteland alongside San Sheng Xing Yu.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no change whatsoever—the dark clouds from before did not appear.
Chu Feng deduced that they probably needed to go deeper to trigger the pressure.
And so Chu Feng headed deeper into the wasteland.
Sure enough, when he reached the depth to which the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch had previously brought them, the dark clouds reappeared.
The pressure descended from the heavens once more.
Seeing this, Zi Ling immediately sprinted toward Chu Feng.
"Zi Ling, you—"
"Since we're here, we face it together," Zi Ling said.
"I can't talk you out of it, can I? In that case, bear it yourself," Chu Feng said.
"Fine." Zi Ling nodded.
This time, the pressure descended more slowly than before—but only for a moment. It ultimately came crashing down regardless.
Only, this pressure was far less terrifying than the first time, and all three of them could endure it.
Their faces showed varying degrees of pain—Chu Feng's was the mildest, while Zi Ling and San Sheng Xing Yu were about the same.
"What's going on? Why did the pressure suddenly weaken so much?"
"Could it be that the pressure was so terrifying just now because of you, Father?"
San Sheng Qiu Tian looked at the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch.
Though straightforward by nature, he was no fool and had his own judgment.
"It changes depending on the person?"
The Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch narrowed his eyes as well—he had thought of the same possibility.
But he said nothing, waiting for Chu Feng, Zi Ling, and the others to return before asking: "Chu Feng, the pressure was so strong just now, but then it weakened considerably. Is that because of me?"
Though he already had his suspicions, he still wanted to confirm with Chu Feng.
Without realizing it, Chu Feng—this junior—had already become the one they trusted most among them all.
"That's most likely the case," Chu Feng said.
"Seems like this place doesn't much welcome me," the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch said with a smile.
Only, that smile was somewhat bitter.
Chu Feng had originally wanted to ask whether the Three Sacred Demon Clan Patriarch could bear the pressure and venture deeper.