"Hahaha, since none of you dare to step forward, Liu will take the lead in exploring this mysterious place!"
Just as everyone was intimidated by the Blood River and hesitated to advance, a hearty laugh suddenly rang out from the crowd.
That laughter carried a hint of disdain and arrogance.
Immediately afterward, a man clad in blue-green robes flew out from the crowd and steadily hovered in midair.
He was tall and slender, with handsome features. His dark green hair cascaded loosely behind his shoulders, while two entirely different types of true qi—wind and thunder—swirled around him.
The left half of his body was wreathed in azure hurricanes, while blue lightning danced over his right. The two powers blended perfectly within him, radiating an exceedingly sharp aura.
"It's Liu Feng!"
"I didn't expect Liu Feng to be here too!"
A wave of shocked cries immediately erupted from the crowd.
Among the martial artists present, there was virtually no one who did not know the name Liu Feng.
Liu Feng was a prodigy of Wind-Thunder Valley and a strong contender for the position of Wind-Thunder Valley's Holy Son ten years ago. He had been one of the strongest monsters of that generation in Wind-Thunder Valley aside from the Holy Son.
Wind-Thunder Valley was the third-ranked superpower in the Northern Star Domain.
Within the Northern Star Domain, Emperor Palace ranked first. It was one of the four hegemonic powers, and the foremost among them, faintly bearing the title of the number one power in All Heavens.
Second was the Voidless Sword Sect. The sect's ancestor had overcome three Great Emperor bottlenecks and was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Great Emperor.
Third was Wind-Thunder Valley.
Its formidable strength was evident from this alone.
"Get lost." In the air, the Blood-Devouring