Eight Kings Mountain
The elites of the Eight Great Families had all been deployed, and by now they had gathered at Eight Kings Mountain.
Apart from the Feng Family, the other seven families were the Wu Family, Fan Family, Sikong Family, Han Family, Cao Family, Tao Family, and Huo Family.
This time, the Eight Great Families had a simple goal: no matter the cost, they would make sure Chen Changan died at Eight Kings Mountain.
"The news has been out for a while. What do you think? Will Chen Changan come?" Feng Bubai asked, frowning.
"The Red Demon is in our hands. He'll definitely come."
"We just don't know when."
"Brother Feng, back at Dragon Sealing Valley, was that sharp stone truly unable to hurt Chen Changan?" an Ancestor Realm expert from the Fan Family asked, frowning.
"If it had worked, do you think we'd be in this situation now?"
"Chen Changan is truly impossible to read. Back then, I really thought my Feng Family was about to face utter destruction."
"But I never expected Chen Changan to simply leave without attacking the Feng Family," Feng Bubai said with a frown.
Everyone had already learned what happened back then from Feng Bubai. Still, they couldn't help feeling regretful. They had thought that the sharp stone—also known as the keen stone—would let them kill Chen Changan with certainty.
Chen Changan's physical body was powerful. That wasn't an absolute secret. It wasn't common knowledge, but plenty of people knew.
But who could have imagined it was so powerful as to defy heaven?
"What worries me most isn't that Chen Changan might not come. It's how we'll kill him if he does."
"More importantly, if Chen Changan brings the Imperial Pavilion's experts with him, our chances of winning will be even lower," a