In the deepest reaches of the Abyss Ruins.
Inside the Underground Palace, all was deathly silent.
All three groups stared blankly at the young figure who had suddenly appeared.
Naturally, those from the Four Symbols Sect were the first to react.
"Supreme Elder!"
"Xiao Feng!"
The three peak masters, Xie Guhong and the others, along with Gu Qingxuan and the rest, all looked delighted.
Gu Chenfeng had indeed arrived in time.
Opposite them, the six Source Emperor Realm mighty experts, including the Golden Ape King, finally reacted as well, their faces filling with shock and anger.
"You're Gu Chenfeng?!"
Gu Chenfeng said calmly, "The Mountain-Moving Demon Ape Tribe and the Golden-Winged Great Peng Race certainly sent plenty of experts.
"Have your leaders come out and talk. Don't make me say it twice."
At his words, everyone's gaze instinctively turned toward the deep pits beneath the suppression of those two crimson-gold palm shadows.
Xie Guhong reminded him quietly, "Supreme Elder, the young masters of the Mountain-Moving Demon Ape Tribe and the Golden-Winged Great Peng Race are both pinned down there."
"Oh...?"
Gu Chenfeng paused slightly.
Just now, when his Divine Sense had penetrated the restriction, he had vaguely sensed that his people were in danger.
He had rushed over at full speed and casually suppressed the two figures charging at the front. Assuming they were merely two vanguards, he had not examined them closely.
Even now, he could still sense two familiar energy auras beneath the palm imprints, struggling desperately.
Gu Chenfeng immediately used the giant hands of Fire Origin Power to scoop the two out of the pits and hold them in their palms.
At this moment, Jin Jiuxiao and Yuan Shanjun, who had been so high-spirited just moments earlier, were both covered in dust and streaming blood, looking utterly