As the question rang out, the group suddenly drew their swords, tense as though they had encountered some calamity. The atmosphere inexplicably became strained.
I'm not even from the Devil Race. Is there really any need for such a grand display?
Seeing their posture, Yi Feng lowered his gaze helplessly and replied.
"My name is Yi Feng. I have no particular background—merely a cultivator from Mortal Star."
"Today, I am your opponent."
Yi Feng?
A Mortal Star cultivator?
The group stared blankly, exchanging looks for a long while without speaking.
They had thought this person might have some background, perhaps even a reclusive expert from somewhere. Who would have imagined that he was actually a nobody—and an ant born on Mortal Star at that...
All of a sudden.
Much of the tension dissipated, and several of them were filled with confusion.
The person Guo Jiannan had brought was actually this insignificant? Had the Invincible Sword Venerable truly treated an ant as a sacrificial pawn?
That shouldn't be the case.
As the group exchanged puzzled glances, the leading elder was also quietly mulling things over.
"Yi Feng, Yi Feng..."
After murmuring the name a few times, he found it increasingly familiar.
Studying the young man standing quietly before him, he also found his face somewhat familiar.
Suddenly.
He seemed to remember something, and a glint flashed through his eyes!
"You are Yi Feng?!"
"That day, you were the one who stepped out of the Demon Suppressing Prison together with Guo Jiannan!"
Yi Feng did not respond, but the others were reminded by those words and began speaking one after another.
"I remember now too—it really is him!"
"He is Guo Jiannan's descendant?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Yuwen Qianyue mentioned it before. There really was someone who claimed to have come from Mortal