After Jie Tian left, all the elders turned their gazes toward Ling Mouzi.
"If we fail to capture Chu Feng, we will certainly be punished."
"But if something were to happen to this young master, it would be far more than mere punishment."
Ling Mouzi's words carried hidden meaning. With that, he stepped through the teleportation gate.
Seeing this, none of the others dared hesitate. They followed closely behind and entered.
This teleportation formation was part of the Sealing Grand Formation, which meant its speed was extraordinary.
The location where Chu Feng was trapped had long since collapsed under the oppressive force of the Sealing Grand Formation. Not a single patch of soil remained—only violent magma churning below like a surging tide.
What had once been solid ground was now empty air.
Chu Feng was trapped in this void.
Hummm— Suddenly, the void tore open, and a barrier gate materialized from midair.
Right after, Jie Tian, Ling Mouzi, and the rest of the group strode out from the barrier gate in imposing formation.
Jie Tian sized up Chu Feng and confirmed that he was indeed trapped. Yet under the crushing pressure of the formation net, Chu Feng's expression hadn't changed in the slightest.
There was indeed a powerful formation force shielding Chu Feng from the pressure of the net—but its origin was difficult to determine.
Still, Jie Tian couldn't be bothered to dwell on it, because the Sealing Grand Formation was simply too strong. The formation power protecting Chu Feng was already on the verge of collapse and wouldn't last much longer.
So Jie Tian simply waved his hand, condensed a formation chair out of thin air, and sat down.
He said nothing. He wanted to watch with his own eyes as Chu Feng's resistance crumbled.
It was Chu Feng who spoke first: "What's the matter? Are you about to die? Can't even stand? Forced to sit down?"
Hearing this, Jie Tian didn't get angry. Instead, he replied: "Hand over the treasure willingly, and I'll leave your corpse intact."
"I'll be honest with you."
"That treasure is useless to you."
"Because you already have it."
"The treasure inside the Ancestral Martial Realm's Sect ruins is the Heavenly Dao Secret Canon," Chu Feng said.
"Chu Feng, are you still lying at a time like this?"
"Looks like you won't cry until you're in the coffin." Ling Mouzi spoke up as well. He didn't believe a word Chu Feng was saying.
"Indeed, there are those who won't cry until they're in the coffin."
"But it's clearly not me, Chu Feng."
With that, Chu Feng pointed at Jie Tian and the others.
The next instant, a colossal wave of formation power erupted outward from all around Chu Feng.
As heaven and earth shook, the net that had been sealing Chu Feng was rapidly expanding.
It wasn't the formation power protecting Chu Feng that was on the verge of collapse—it was the formation net sealing Chu Feng!!!
Seeing this, Ling Mouzi realized something was wrong. He grabbed Jie Tian and made for the barrier gate.
Boom— But with a deafening blast, the magma below was instantly evaporated. The void above was thrown into complete chaos—space itself was utterly shredded, and even the barrier gate disintegrated.
"This is bad."
At this sight, forget the rest of the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion—even Ling Mouzi's face changed drastically.
The Sealing Grand Formation's immense power had been dismantled by Chu Feng. He had even destroyed their only escape route.
Chu Feng had done this on purpose. They had walked right into his trap!!!
And before they could even process the shock, the shattered space had already restored itself. But at the same time, a massive net appeared, engulfing Jie Tian, Ling Mouzi, and all the others.
Ling Mouzi struggled with all his might, but it was completely futile.
The net binding them was entirely beyond his power to break.
"What's wrong? A prestigious Sacred-grade elder, and you can't even break through a little net?"
"So what will you do now? Can that grand formation of yours still carry you to safety?"
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, mocking them with a contemptuous gaze.
At this moment, some of the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion members were gnashing their teeth in fury, their eyes恨不得 devouring Chu Feng whole.
Chu Feng had used their own methods—the very means they had employed to capture him—to capture them.
This was an utter humiliation, and Chu Feng had done it deliberately.
But not everyone was angry. Some were trembling, their eyes filled with terror.
Once could be dismissed as coincidence. But twice? Three times?
Never mind the past.
Just within these Ancestral Martial Realm ruins alone, they had already fallen into Chu Feng's hands three times.
It filled them with fear—even despair.
This was the first time any of them had ever felt such despair from a mere junior.
Hummm—