At last, Chu Feng laid eyes on Long Xiaoxiao and her group.
Aside from Long Xiaoxiao, they were all members of the older generation. Some Chu Feng had met before, while others were unfamiliar faces he did not recognize.
Of course, besides Long Xiaoxiao, there was one other he knew — Ningyu Shangren, Long Xiaoxiao's Master.
Every time Chu Feng had encountered Ningyu Shangren in the past, he had never been able to gauge her cultivation. Her depth had always been unfathomable.
But this time, Chu Feng finally saw through it.
Eighth grade True God.
In the present day, such a level of cultivation might not seem like much.
However, when he had first met Ningyu shangren, True Gods and Heavenly Dragons were legends beyond anyone's reach. Even the supreme rulers of the various Heavenly Rivers were merely at the peak of True God and True Dragon realms.
So in truth, the cultivation of an eighth grade True God was formidable.
It was possible that Ningyu Shangren's cultivation had advanced further during the time they had not seen each other.
But whether seventh or eighth grade, for Chu Feng back then, either would have been terrifyingly strong.
"Chu Feng?"
The moment Chu Feng appeared, Long Xiaoxiao and the others naturally locked their gazes onto him in unison.
Every single one of them looked at Chu Feng with complicated expressions — no exceptions.
Chu Feng's great name had long since reached their ears, but everything he had accomplished afterwards had exceeded imagination in every conceivable way.
This was especially true in Ningyu Shangren's eyes.
When she had first met Chu Feng, he had only recently arrived at the Totem Heavenly River from the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River, and his cultivation had been weak.
Even then, she had realized that this young man was no ordinary person and would surely accomplish great things in the future.
But back then, she could never have imagined that he would grow to such heights in so short a time.
"Greetings, Senior."
Regardless of Ningyu Shangren's status, Chu Feng bowed to her respectfully, maintaining the same deference as always.
Not only because she was Long Xiaoxiao's Master, but also because, as far as Chu Feng knew, she had always treated Long Xiaoxiao well.
This made Ningyu Shangren's expression grow even more conflicted.
She was no fool. She naturally understood that the reason they had been captured yet left unharmed was because of Chu Feng. She also knew that Chu Feng must have learned about what they had done.
Given his relationship with the Totem Dragon Clan, and his current reputation and standing, the fact that Chu Feng's attitude toward her had not changed even after learning of their actions filled her with surprise.
"Senior, was your attack on the Totem Dragon Clan in retaliation for the destruction of the Cangxian Immortal Sect?" Chu Feng asked.
"Chu Feng, I won't hide the truth from you. We all had a hand in the matter of the Dragon Scales, and it is true that our Cangxian Immortal Sect was in the wrong first."
"But the Totem Dragon Clan went too far — they slaughtered our entire Cangxian Immortal Sect. So many innocent children, and not a single one was spared."
"We had no choice but to seek revenge."
With these words, Ningyu Shangren had made her stance perfectly clear. She was undeniably a person of the Cangxian Immortal Sect.
"Senior, the destruction of the Cangxian Immortal Sect had nothing to do with the Totem Dragon Clan. You've targeted the wrong people for your revenge," Chu Feng said.
"Nonsense! At that time, every faction entered the Age of Gods, and only the Totem Dragon Clan did not. Only the Totem Dragon Clan had the capability to do it. If not the Totem Dragon Clan, then who?"
An old man shot back in rebuttal.
"There are countless ancient races that did not enter either. What makes you so certain it was the Totem Dragon Clan?"
"Furthermore, I did not come here to argue with you. I don't care what you think."
Chu Feng shot a fierce glare at the old man and the other remnants of the Cangxian Immortal Sect.
Then he turned to the Totem Dragon Clan's Clan Chief: "Clan Chief, might you do me, Chu Feng, a favor today and spare Ningyu Shangren and Long Xiaoxiao?"
The moment Chu Feng said this, Ningyu Shangren immediately looked toward Long Xiaoxiao.
Then, a hidden voice transmission from Long Xiaoxiao reached Chu Feng's ears: "Chu Feng."
But that was all — she merely called out his name.
If she only wanted to call out to him, she could have done so openly. There was no need for a secret transmission.
Chu Feng understood. It must have been Ningyu Shangren who wanted Long Xiaoxiao to plead on behalf of everyone from the Cangxian Immortal Sect.