"What's going on? Are there experts fighting in another world? How did such a huge commotion kick up?"
These dozen or so people were refining the souls of the city's residents while glancing up at the void, drawn by the disturbance deep within it.
From their conversation, Chu Feng realized that they had no idea what had happened in that world.
Furthermore, they hadn't concealed their auras. The strongest among them was only a third-level Half God, and five of them were even at the Martial Venerable realm.
Based on this, Chu Feng judged that their status within the Prison Sect was probably quite ordinary. If he wanted to gather information about Little Fishy, he wasn't going to get any leads from them.
So Chu Feng revealed himself directly.
"What a pack of beasts. You've committed such heinous deeds, and you still have the heart to joke around?" Chu Feng asked in a cold voice.
"Oh? Another one who doesn't know the value of his own life."
"Surely you recognize these clothes we're wearing?" A woman stood up and said.
Chu Feng said nothing more and struck directly. He disguised his aura, first suppressing his cultivation to the third level of Half God, then activated his Lightning Mark to raise it to the fourth level.
In Chu Feng's estimation, this level of cultivation was more than enough to deal with them.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Feng appeared before the Prison Sect members. The Venerable Weapon great saber in his hand pierced straight through the body of the woman who had spoken.
Then he swept it sideways. Blood sprayed as the woman was cleaved in two.
"I'll kill you!!!"
Seeing that Chu Feng had actually dared to kill someone outright, the Prison Sect members flew into a rage.
One of the third-level True Gods raised his cultivation to the fourth level of Half God, drew his Venerable Weapon, and prepared to launch an attack.
But Chu Feng waved his saber and sliced him in two as well.
Both at the fourth level of Half God, the man was completely powerless against Chu Feng.
"No good — run!"
Seeing how ferocious Chu Feng was, the Prison Sect members lost all their previous arrogance. The survivors immediately took to the air and fled.
But Chu Feng's Venerable Weapon swept through the air — one slash, one kill. In the blink of an eye, another twelve fell in succession, and in the end only a single third-level Half God managed to escape.
And only because he had boosted his cultivation to the fourth level of Half God.
But even at the fourth level of Half God, there was no way he could escape from Chu Feng. Chu Feng had done it on purpose — he had deliberately let him go.
To avoid drawing unwanted trouble, Chu Feng collected the corpses of the fallen Prison Sect members, then rose into the air, concealed himself, and tailed the escapee.
He followed him all the way to a deeply hidden underground palace.
Deep within the underground palace, several hundred people had gathered, all dressed in Prison Sect attire.
But these several hundred people stood neatly in two rows along the sides. Only a single, slight figure sat in the seat of honor at the very center.
"My lord, something terrible has happened! We encountered a brute outside who wasn't afraid of us Prison Sect people at all. He killed Li Cang and the others!"
The escapee arrived and immediately dropped to his knees.
"Insolent! At a time like this, you still dare to stir up trouble? Weren't you told to exercise caution?"
His plea for help was met with angry reprimands from the others.
"Elders, what's the point of scolding them? Anyone who dares offend our Prison Sect must be taught a lesson."
"Where is this person?" Just then, the figure seated in the place of honor spoke.
It was a sweet, feminine voice.
And that voice was so familiar.
The moment the woman spoke, everyone in attendance chimed in: "Lady Yun'er speaks wisely."
But that name — Yun'er — combined with the familiar voice, made Chu Feng think of a particular person.
Song Yun. The Song Yun who had been taken away by the Hell Messenger together with the young girl who was most likely the Night Demon God.
So Chu Feng flew straight down into the depths of the underground palace.
Before the Prison Sect members could even react, Chu Feng called out loudly: "Song Yun, is that you?"
Chu Feng did not disguise his voice — it was his own, true voice.
And the moment those words left his mouth, the divine eagle sitting in the seat of honor immediately shot to her feet: "Brother Chu Feng?"
As she spoke, she removed the white bamboo hat from her head, revealing her true face.