Seeing that Ouyang Kuangfei was being so cooperative, Chu Feng held back from making another move. Instead, he and Little Fishy walked out of the iron cage world together.
Normally speaking, Chu Feng would have wanted to avenge Long Chengyu after what Ouyang Kuangfei had done to him. However, since the old man's exact strength was unknown, Chu Feng wasn't certain whether Long Mucheng would be his match.
At a time like this, it was better to seek peace if possible.
Besides, Little Fishy's punch had been far heavier than the blow Ouyang Kuangfei had dealt to Long Chengyu. In a way, the debt had already been repaid.
"Damn, Chu Feng, so you're a Fifth Grade True Dragon Spirit World Master?"
"Our intel really was inaccurate. I'd heard that you hadn't even reached the First Grade True Dragon before?"
Ouyang Kuangfei followed closely behind as he walked out.
But then he turned his gaze to Little Fishy. "Miss, may I ask your name?"
It was obvious that compared to Chu Feng, he was far more interested in Little Fishy at the moment.
The junior women of the Ouyang Heavenly Clan — and even some of the junior men — were looking at Chu Feng with fervent eyes. But Ouyang Kuangfei's gaze toward Chu Feng held no such fervor.
It was his eyes on Little Fishy that burned with intensity.
"Beat me first, then you can ask."
Little Fishy seemed to feel that Ouyang Kuangfei was being reasonably well-mannered, so instead of maintaining the cold expression she had worn before, she let out a charming smile.
A beauty was a beauty for a reason.
Sometimes it wasn't just about looks. That irreplaceable aura and presence were what truly set someone apart — and made them all the more captivating.
Little Fishy, for instance, was wearing a disguised face at the moment. While not ugly, it couldn't exactly be called pretty. Let alone compared to her true appearance, even the junior women of the Ouyang Heavenly Clan present were each more beautiful than Little Fishy's disguised self.
True, Chu Feng could tell that some of those women had tampered with their faces. But among them were also those who were naturally stunning.
Yet Little Fishy's smile surpassed them all. Even Long Muxi's purely natural, delicate features seemed to dim by comparison.
Long Chengyu had been staring, completely entranced.
And Ouyang Kuangfei — he was utterly bewitched. A crooked grin spread across his face, his eyes blazing as he clenched his fist in self-encouragement. "Rest assured, Miss. I, Ouyang Kuangfei, am the greatest genius of the Ouyang Heavenly Clan. I will never bring shame to our clan's name. And I thank you, Miss, for giving me such motivation. One day, I will learn your name."
Little Fishy and the others took the words in stride.
But the old man actually rolled his eyes, thinking to himself: What does your crush on this girl have to do with the Ouyang Heavenly Clan's name?
"Can Chu Feng and the others go in now?" Long Mucheng looked toward the old man.
Though Ouyang Kuangfei had been the one to pose the challenge, everyone could see that the old man of the Ouyang Heavenly Clan had tacitly approved it. The one truly blocking the way was him.
"Chu Feng truly lives up to his reputation. The younger generation of this era is not to be underestimated."
"That said, Kuangfei's challenge of Young Friend Chu Feng was not entirely without reason."
With that, the old man swept his sleeve.
The great gate leading toward the Primordial Killing Sea within the grand hall let out a thunderous boom and swung open in an instant.
Through the doorway, a magnificent sight came into view.
The world beyond the gate should have been a vast expanse of open sky. But now, as far as the eye could see, it was nothing but churning, rolling black fog.
That fog surged and shifted in a thousand forms.
At times it resembled razor-sharp claws, at times bared fangs, and at times the enormous vortex of a windstorm that looked like a demon lurking in the shadows, sizing up the world.
However, directly ahead of the gate, there was a path. At its end stood a swirling vortex of fog that pierced through heaven and earth.
That was clearly a gateway — one that could pass through the fog and into the Primordial Killing Sea.
Chu Feng walked toward the vortex, and Little Fishy and the others followed close behind.