At this moment, they had just stepped out of the teleportation tunnel and entered the territory of the Seven Realms Sacred Palace.
But they had already been trapped by a powerful sealing formation that pierced through heaven and earth, locking them in place.
It was a massive sealing formation, condensed entirely from barrier energy.
This formation had just been activated.
It not only trapped them here, but also sealed the very teleportation formation they had just emerged from.
They had no path of retreat.
Clearly, they had walked straight into an ambush.
Not to mention Ling Xiao and the others.
Even the President of the Martial Cultivator's Commerce Association wore a tense expression, even though she had no desire to reveal her identity and had disguised her appearance in advance.
But after all, the opposition had clearly come prepared for this.
The madwoman, on the other hand, remained expressionless.
She looked utterly fearless, as if life and death meant nothing to her.
Xiao Yu'er said not a single word, but she was already prepared to strike.
After all, she was currently the strongest among Chu Feng's group.
"Senior."
Sensing things going south, Chu Feng quickly called upon the Divine Deer.
"Understood."
"If things truly go wrong, I will take you all away."
The Divine Deer understood Chu Feng's meaning and responded immediately.
Hearing these words, Chu Feng immediately felt much more at ease.
After all, the Divine Deer's power was something he could rely on.
In fact, apart from that golden-haired woman they had encountered at the Ancestral Ground of the Fishmen from the Immortal Sea, There was hardly anyone who could restrain the Divine Deer's power.
"You all actually betrayed the Sacred Palace and defected to Chu Feng."
Chapter 478. A Frenzied Roar Filled with Killing Intent.
"You deserve to die a thousand deaths!!!"
At that moment, a roar filled with killing intent erupted from the horizon.
But what appeared with that sound was not an immense army, blotting out the sky and sun.
Instead, only three figures were there.
One of them was a white-haired elder wearing the robes of the Seven Realms Sacred Palace.
This person was named Jie Tongyou, possessing the cultivation of the fourth level of the Heavenly Dragon Realm.
Within the Seven Realms Sacred Palace, he was no ordinary elder.
In the past, he had also participated in the selection for Sacred Elders.
Although he hadn't become a Sacred Elder, he now held an important position and his status was powerful.
The other two wore the robes of the Prison Sect.
One of them, Chu Feng recognized. It was the Master Wen Xue had acknowledged in the Prison Sect.
Wu Ma Hanshuang!!!
Chu Feng hadn't expected Wen Xue to let Wu Ma Hanshuang go.
Even less did he expect that Wu Ma Hanshuang had so quickly regained the trust and important position within the Prison Sect.
"Hehehehehe, hehehe."
"This Marshal's luck is quite good."
"Even though we split our forces, this big fish truly fell into my waiting net."
"That pretty little girl, that must be Xianhai Yu'er, right?"
At that moment, the third person, besides Jie Tongyou and Wu Ma Hanshuang, spoke.
This person was not wearing the Prison Sect's bamboo hat, so his appearance was clearly visible.
He was an old man, not only gaunt, like a skeleton, but also deathly pale, as if suffering from a severe illness.
At first glance, he looked very much like an ancient, malevolent monster who had lived for many years and harbored ill intentions.
But the tone of his voice was inconsistent with his age; not only was it not steady, but it was also sly and furtive.
Even with Chu Feng present here, he merely glanced at him, his gaze focusing more on the women present.
Especially when looking at Little Fisher, the look in his eyes was clearly filled with ill intent.
"You really are gorgeous. You truly live up to being called the number one beauty of this generation."
"But judging by your appearance, you're just a little girl. Where's the aura of a Heavenly God realm powerhouse?"
"Little girl, tell me the truth — was it really someone else who defeated Xiahou Jue that day? It wasn't you, was it?"
The skeletal elder from the Prison Sect spoke.
"You can try and find out."
Little Fisher's gaze turned cold.
"Ha ha ha ha ha, try then! You think this lord would be scared of a little girl like you?"
As the Prison Sect elder spoke, the aura of a fourth-grade Heavenly God swept outward.
He was at the fourth-grade Heavenly God realm, just like Wuma Hanshuang and Xiahou Jue.
Evidently, he was someone of the same level within the Prison Sect.
Which meant he could very likely, like Xiahou Jue, raise his cultivation to the fifth-grade Heavenly God level.
"Fisher, be careful."
"Don't let their fourth-grade Heavenly God cultivation fool you — they can probably raise their level by one grade, just like Xiahou Jue."
Chu Feng shared his guess with Little Fisher.
"Don't worry, Big Brother."
Little Fisher flashed Chu Feng a sweet smile, radiant as could be.
As though the situation before them wasn't the slightest bit dangerous.
But when her gaze returned to the three figures in the sky, those once-brilliant, beautiful eyes were once again covered by a layer of icy cold: