Feng Jiuyou's Inner World Power was indeed far stronger than Ning Xiaochuan's at this moment.
Relying on the power of Nine Nether Space, Feng Jiuyou was actually able to repel the surrounding Chaos Source Law River and move about freely.
But Ning Xiaochuan could not do the same.
Feng Yuexi, whom Ning Xiaochuan was protecting behind him, could not do so either.
Thus, facing Feng Jiuyou now, the two of them were at an overwhelming disadvantage, with almost no power to fight back.
Watching Feng Jiuyou approach step by step, Ning Xiaochuan's expression turned icy.
No one who had fallen into such circumstances could possibly be happy.
Feng Jiuyou's gaze continually swept over Ning Xiaochuan and Feng Yuexi, but in the end, his eyes lingered more often on Feng Yuexi.
"Senior Sister, it is said that our ancestor is here, ferrying all those fated people in the world who seek to reach the other shore. Now that we have arrived here, why is there no trace of our ancestor?"
Feng Jiuyou's voice was calm, yet Ning Xiaochuan still heard a trace of disappointment within it.
That was right—disappointment.
It seemed that Feng Jiuyou was deeply disappointed that he had not found the ancestor he spoke of here.
Could the ancestor he mentioned be the Truth Great Emperor? Ning Xiaochuan thought.
Feng Yuexi was severely wounded at the moment. If Ning Xiaochuan had not protected her, she would not even have been able to remain within this Chaos Source Law River.
Hearing Feng Jiuyou's words, Feng Yuexi revealed a mocking smile. "If our ancestor appeared here, how could you still be as arrogant as you are now?"
"I hope so." Feng Jiuyou did not care about Feng Yuexi's mockery in the slightest. He replied indifferently before continuing, "Senior Sister, this world