Even now, the Yuwen Clan and the Zu Clan had only Half-Saints, while the Feng Family had a true Sage.
Who would still dare run wild in the Feng Family? Who would still dare show the Feng Family disrespect?
Feng Guangnian and the others hurried to their feet to welcome him, their faces filled with wild joy as they called out in unison, "All disciples of the Feng Family respectfully welcome the Sage's return."
Feng Wudao also hurriedly flew down and bowed respectfully. "Uncle, it's me, Wudao. If you hadn't come back, someone would have torn our Feng Family apart."
Feng Jiang snorted, disappointed in their failure. "Our Feng Family is a great clan, after all, yet you've let a bunch of brats from who knows where bully you into this state. You... are truly useless!"
The Feng Family disciples dared not say anything, all lowering their heads in shame.
Only after berating them did Feng Jiang slowly turn to look at Yun Che and the others aboard the Silver Flying Boat, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
"One Half-Saint, two Supremes, and several Emperors and young Kings. Such a lineup is indeed formidable."
"Unfortunately, you've run into me, Feng Jiang. Today, I shall offer you as sacrifices to our ancestors and announce to the world that our Feng Family will become the greatest clan in the Holy City."
Yun Che raised his hand slightly, like an elementary school student asking a question in class, and said somewhat sheepishly, "Uh, let me interrupt for a moment. If you want to sacrifice our lives to your ancestors, that might be a little difficult."
"How about this? If you can defeat my clone, I won't take your Feng Family's quota."
As he finished speaking, a mass of shadow appeared behind