For a moment, several gazes from both the Dragon Race and the Qilin Clan fell on Feng Cuo.
And those gazes were distinctly hostile.
This made Feng Cuo instinctively straighten his back.
A thought rose unbidden in his mind. Since when have I become so famous?
I'm practically more famous than Feng Yu.
After all, barely anyone was looking at Feng Yu. Everyone was looking at him instead.
His reputation from the front lines must have spread back here, striking fear into these good-for-nothings who stayed in the rear and did nothing but eat and drink all day.
It had also finally made them recognize the truth and realize who truly stood first among the Phoenix Clan's younger generation.
At that thought, Feng Cuo stood even straighter.
Even the sky seemed wonderfully beautiful.
Only Feng Mengtang, who stood closest to Ji Yuan, glanced at him without betraying anything.
She had sensed Ji Yuan sending out several strands of divine sense earlier.
Yet no one had provoked him. That was rather strange.
Just as indignation surged through the Three Sacred Clans, a heavy, muffled boom suddenly rang out above the clouds.
It sounded as though a great door, sealed beneath dust for ages, had finally been pushed open.
Everyone present instinctively looked up.
Under the combined efforts of the three clans' Body Integration Cultivators, the golden door leading to the Kunxu Secret Realm had finally opened a crack.
Even richer golden light spilled through that gap, as though some glittering golden treasure truly lay within.
That crack meant the gateway to the Kun Ruins was now open.
Only then did the three Body Integration Cultivators withdraw their hands.
Despite their cultivation, all three visibly breathed a sigh of relief afterward.
Clearly, opening the gateway to the Kun Ruins had been no