Inside the formation world, Jie Tianran hastily produced a talisman and merged it into the formation.
But he wasn't merely trying to repair the observation formation — he also wanted to restore the connection to the Haifan Realm.
Within the Haifan Realm, both the Prison Sect and Seven Realms Holy Temple members stared at Chu Feng with tense, anxious expressions.
They were waiting for Chu Feng's judgment.
"Chu Feng, why not just kill them directly?"
Eggie's voice rang out.
"Keeping them alive is more useful."
But as soon as those words left his mouth, Chu Feng furrowed his brow.
"That old geezer Jie Tianran — he really hasn't given up, has he?"
Chu Feng had sensed that Jie Tianran was trying to restore both the local connection and the observation formation.
He swept his gaze across the Prison Sect and Seven Realms Holy Temple members — people who were trying to appear calm but were plainly terrified.
An idea formed in his mind.
"Old geezer, if you want to watch so badly, then I'll give you a show."
With that thought, Chu Feng silently formed a hand seal.
The next moment, inside the formation world, the observation formation that covered this stretch of sky and earth snapped back to normal.
"The observation formation is back online."
"But why can't we reach them?"
"Seven Realms Lord, when will the connection be restored?"
The Prison Sect members all turned to look at Jie Tianran.
"It will take some more time. I'll do my best."
"However, even if the connection is restored, it won't change anything."
"That little beast Chu Feng is ruthless and merciless. In this situation, our people and yours from the Prison Sect are unlikely to escape his clutches," Jie Tianran said.
"Damn that Chu Feng."
Hearing this, not only did the Prison Sect members grit their teeth in fury, but even the Seven Realms Holy Temple members inside the formation world were so anxious that killing intent surged within them.
After all, even a first-tier realm cultivator represented an extremely powerful fighting force for them.
If Chu Feng were to simply wipe them out, the losses would be devastating.
"What exactly is Chu Feng up to?"
But at that moment, a nagging doubt crept into Jie Tianran's heart.
He knew full well that the observation formation's restoration was not the result of his efforts.
It had to be Chu Feng who restored it himself.
He restored the observation formation, yet didn't restore the connection between them.
He realized that Chu Feng likely had something planned.
Just then, Chu Feng suddenly raised his head and looked toward the sky.
The spot he was gazing at was precisely where the observation formation was positioned.
Chu Feng was looking at them on purpose.
A smile spread across his face before he finally turned his gaze upon the Prison Sect members.
"Everyone, I — Chu Feng — am someone who values fairness above all else."
"I never go looking for trouble with anyone. That is, unless I come across bullies who prey on the weak and commit atrocities."
"But if someone comes after me, I'm not generous enough to let bygones be bygones. And if someone tries to kill me, then naturally I can't very well let them live."
Once he finished speaking, a massive wave of killing intent erupted from the bodies of every prison guard.
The killing intent was so overwhelming that it kicked up gales of wind that swept across the entire world.
Inside the Haifan Realm, the captured members felt their hearts go cold.
They believed their time had come.
However, to their surprise, Chu Feng did not immediately strike them down.
Instead, he opened his palm, and Feng Ling floated out from the formation space within his hand.
Feng Ling had fallen into a deep sleep, yet her wretched state was still plainly visible.
"I'm sure you're all very curious about why I, Chu Feng, came to the place where your Prison Sect's sacred relic resides."
"The truth is, it all started with this Zhao Feng."
"In order to cultivate, Zhao Feng lured away and captured a great number of rare and extraordinary treasures of heaven and earth. My friend here, Feng Ling, was among those he kidnapped and brought to this place."
"This Zhao Feng saw that my friend Feng Ling was beautiful, and his lust was aroused — he wanted to force her into marriage."
"When my friend refused, Zhao Feng flew into a rage and forcibly stripped away her bloodline, intending to refine her alive and drain her to death."
"Had I not arrived in time, my friend would have already turned into a pile of bones, dead in this very place."
"Your Prison Sect claims again and again that you are not some perverse or heretical cult — that you were founded for the benefit of all under heaven. But people like Zhao Feng keep turning up, one after another."
"You knew about all of this, yet you chose to tolerate it rather than put a stop to it."
"You are clearly birds of the same feather."
"And you dare say you are not heretics?"
As Chu Feng's words echoed through the air, most of the people inside the formation world wore blank, expressionless faces.
Yet among those led by Cang Li, some showed traces of shame.
They had not personally participated in the Prison Sect's atrocities, but they truly had failed to stop them.
It was, indeed, a stain upon the Prison Sect's reputation — a betrayal of the sect's founding ideals.
"However, I — Chu Feng — am not here today to seek justice for the people of the world. I only want to seek justice for my friend."
"My friend's life is hanging by a thread. Only Zhao Feng's life can restore her."