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The reeds at the banks of the Great Lakes had already turned yellow, and the occasional sound of ducks could be heard from between the reeds. In the starry night in the sky, it seemed somewhat peaceful.

A figure stealthily scurried through the night before finally stopping. He panted as he said, "This month's non-stop running, I'm afraid even those would not be able to catch up!" Chu Feng stopped running his body and prepared to rest here for the night. Tomorrow, he would continue running for his life.

Looking at the lake in front of him, Chu Feng couldn't help but want to take a bath. After half a month of galloping, his body was already extremely dirty. He saw that after crossing the mountain in front of the lake, he would reach the Demon Gate realm. That way, Chu Feng couldn't help but relax a bit.

As Chu Feng looked at the starry sky, he couldn't help but float thousands of miles away. How was the war going? How were his grandfather and grandmother?

At that moment, Chu Feng thought of a lot, a lot. Right now, he didn't dare to think about it because he was afraid. Right now, he could only place all his hopes on that mysterious figure. With him here, there was nothing he could do. Power, everything depended on strength. If he was strong now, how could he be in such a sorry state? At this moment, his pursuit for power had become an abnormally strong desire.

The inner strength within his body began to circulate uncontrollably. This half a month of overdraft gradually became more active under the nourishment of this strength. The surging aura rushed towards the threshold that had always troubled Chu Feng, the middle level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

The light of the moment illuminated the night sky. In the blink of an eye, it was gone, leaving behind a pitch-black area. However, it did exist, even if no one remembered it. In the capital that was ten thousand li away, the soldiers were all dressed in white, ready to fight and kill their enemies.

They all said that they would win for sure, but at the moment, their auras were truly frightening. They had all forgotten how terrifying death was. They only remembered that their families had been displaced because of the Yan family army that was more than five miles away. They only knew that their most respected person had died in this rebellion. The next day, when the sun once again covered the land, smoke rose again as life and death were in the cycle of reincarnation.

Under the city, corpses piled up like a mountain. Blood flowed like a river, and flames were coming from the tower. Blood flags were floating in the air. However, with a loud bang, all of this came to an end.

After the violet-red lightning passed, rain began to fall. This was not a normal occurrence in the autumn climate. The rain came and left quickly. In just a few moments, the footprints disappeared. As the rain stopped, Wang Qi, who was floating on top of the city gate tower, also landed sadly. Everything returned to the dust of time, the changes in history, everything was so natural.

The droplets of rain landed on Chu Feng's face, shoulders and heart. The slight trace of coldness caused Chu Feng, who was standing quietly, to slowly open his eyes.

In a split-second, the rain stopped. There were even ripples on the surface of the lake, as if they were recounting a memory. When he saw the sun's smiling face again, Chu Feng inexplicably felt fearful. The uneasiness he felt became even stronger than before. Chu Feng looked to the south and found it difficult to make a decision. However, just as Chu Feng was at a loss, the wolf cub started to uneasily howl.

Chu Feng turned around. A flying sword was floating in the air. In an instant, it had already soared into the clouds. He knew that those people were chasing after them. He could only leave now. He couldn't care less anymore.

"Brat, don't run away. You won't be able to." A long roar echoed throughout the Great Lakes region. However, surrender was not Chu Feng's style. Chu Feng ignored the strong voice and continued to flee into the clouds. You are but a mere Nascent Soul stage cultivator, yet you want to flee in front of me?

The voice seemed to be angry. Chu Feng felt a boundless atmosphere enveloping him. Instantly, he lost control of the flying sword and his body couldn't help falling from the sky. As it fell, Lil 'White said depressingly, "How is it so unlucky to have met such a boss? If it fell off from such a high position, wouldn't it die?" If I really die, how am I going to eat roast duck from now on! "

The Netherworld gave a long howl towards the sky, and at the end of the clouds, a dragon-shaped object appeared. In an instant, the purplish black figure scurried down, catching Chu Feng and the others who were falling.

When the people behind saw this sudden change, they frowned. The strength of the dragon in front of them wasn't any weaker than their own. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to sense that there was something like this hidden in the clouds. The flood dragon rapidly dashed forward, but its speed wasn't too fast. With someone on its back, he didn't dare to recklessly fly.

The man suddenly realized that the dragon couldn't use its full strength. He smiled. Right now, all he had to do was delay them. The signal had already been sent out. They would arrive soon. They would see how they escape then.

Chu Feng was sitting on the back of the flood dragon, and seeing a black-clothed middle-aged man who was still relentlessly chasing him, he couldn't help but be nervous. Was he really going to be buried there?

Chu Feng thought with unwillingness. The Netherworld Udumbara who was standing on the flood dragon's head saw that the person had been following closely behind. For a moment, he was somewhat anxious as he called out to the dragon twice, hoping it would hurry up. However, the flood dragon helplessly responded with two cries to show that it was already the fastest.

Instantly, the body of the flood dragon stopped and it could only linger around where it was. That made Chu Feng feel very anxious and he couldn't help but look around.

The flood dragon also circled high in the sky in fear. Why was there suddenly a spatial lock? This made the flood dragon panic, because he knew that those peerless experts had arrived. To be able to suddenly seal off space was definitely not something that could be done by just one person, it was … Thinking of the three black lines that had appeared on the flood dragon's head, he could not help but be depressed in his heart. Why did he have to hand over such a troublesome person? His life was truly miserable! The Earth Dragon could only bitterly linger around for a moment.

Suddenly, figures appeared in the empty sky. They were looking at Chu Feng with smiles on their faces, and it felt as if they were playing with Chu Feng.

One of the gray-robed elder said, "I never thought that the person who broke the ancestral rules would be such a kid. This kid is truly amazing! Over the past few thousand years, no one has ever been able to take a step forward. I never would have thought that it would actually be broken by a child.

After he finished speaking, the old man in grey started laughing maniacally. "Chu Feng instantly felt like he was being toyed with by a monkey. The gaze with which he looked at that old man also became unkind." "Hu Ming, stop being sarcastic, just finish this brat off and let's go back."

The one who spoke was an old man in a black robe, and the other one seemed to be younger than the other two. The old man nodded his head, agreeing with the black-robed old man's words.

While they were talking, many cultivators on flying swords rushed over from the south and west. When they saw Chu Feng, they were similarly shocked. A while ago, it was rumored that the purple-haired young man stubbornly let the important characters in the demonic sect go. Now, he went against the teachings of the ancestors. They couldn't help but feel some sympathy as they looked at the purple-haired youth standing on the flood dragon's back.

When the gray-robed elder saw that the younger generation had arrived, he said, "For a thousand years, no one has dared to cross over this boy. We seniors don't want to say anything, you guys decide!" After speaking, the old man floated to the side and silently looked at Chu Feng.

The other two elders didn't say anything, because they knew that this was a battle between youngsters, and if it weren't for the fact that this battle had a great relationship with the older generation, they wouldn't have lowered their status to deal with such a junior. Moreover, several people had joined hands, and even if they were facing a devil sect, they would only fight one-on-one. They couldn't be bothered to do something that disgraced them.

But in the face of this, they knew that if they didn't, there would be a second, a third, and so on.

They did not allow this to happen, which was why they had joined hands to deal with a junior. Amongst the people who had rushed over, after hearing the words of the old man, a middle-aged man stood up. He clasped his hands and said to the three elders, "I'm afraid that junior doesn't know the rules of cultivation and doesn't know that those who don't know are innocent."

After saying that, the three elders couldn't help but frown. The middle-aged man saw the three elders frown and immediately said, "As the saying goes, it's a huge matter. How can he escape from this sin? Let's not torture him."

Hearing the following words, he couldn't help but sigh. The master of the Floating Feather Villa was truly righteous. The cultivators on flying swords also clasped their fists towards the master, indicating: "I'll let you deal with it."

When Chu Feng heard the middle-aged man defend himself, waves of gratitude rose from his heart, but after hearing the following words, his face couldn't help but sink. He never would have thought that he would become that guy's rock and he had the urge to kill.

When the middle-aged man saw Chu Feng's face turn green, he couldn't help laughing evilly. Borrowing this brat to help the heroes of the realm, that was quite good! At that moment, he couldn't help but look at Chu Feng with a bit of gratitude. After a short pause, the middle-aged man prepared to wave his sword and point it at Chu Feng.

Right at the moment when that energy was about to pierce into Chu Feng's chest, a change occurred. A ray of light suddenly appeared in front of Chu Feng and blocked the incoming strand of energy. This caused the middle-aged man to be extremely surprised. He had a 90% chance of being interrupted, so he couldn't help but look around with a murderous look. Space trembled as an old man dressed in green appeared in front of everyone.

When he saw the old man's face, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel slightly better. The old man who had suddenly appeared was none other than Daoist Feng Yu, the man who had given the three old men their names. When the other three old men saw the appearance of this old man, they frowned. Why had he come at this time? They couldn't help but look at each other. The first to speak was still the grey-robed elder. He asked, "Tell me what you mean."

The green robed elder laughed embarrassedly: "For my sake, leave this brat alone! "He and I can be considered fated, give me a …"

Before he could finish, the gray-robed elder interrupted, "Daoming, this is a rule set down by our ancestors. No one can change it."

As the black-robed old man finished speaking, he looked at him arrogantly. In that moment, the two sides faced off. Finally, the white robed old man said, "Let's not talk about that anymore. We are already of this age, let's not forget what happened in the past."

Before the old man in white finished speaking, the old man in black said angrily, "Cang Yu, stop it." The white-robed Cang Yu helplessly shook his head and stopped talking in the end.

The old man in black robe stood up and said, "Don't say anymore, leave this matter to the juniors! We are already old, so we can still live a few more years! "

When the green-robed elder heard the black-robed elder say this, he was momentarily worried. He actually called out, "Same here." Two words. The black-robed old man frowned as he looked at the green-robed old man. It had been so many years, but he hadn't called out to him like this in so many years.

For a moment, the black-robed elder couldn't help but feel that their friendship had been somewhat broken. In the past, they had been called bad by this old man. They hadn't thought that a rebellious youth would treat them in such a manner. For a moment, the black-robed elder could not help but look at the green-robed elder in disappointment.

When Chu Feng saw that the azure-robed old man was speaking up for him, he couldn't help being a bit confused. He had the feeling that he had seen this azure-robed old man somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

The You who stood on the flood dragon's head had his teeth bared as he looked at the grey-robed old man. In the conversation just now, You You clearly heard the grey-robed old man's meaning: Chu Feng was definitely going to die. How could the Netherworld be friendly to such a person?

The azure-robed old man looked at Chu Feng with a helpless gaze at the end, then he gave way and retreated to the side without saying anything. When the gray-robed old man saw that the green-robed old man had compromised, he could not help but smile complacently.