The Return of the Hero: Suppressing the Ancient Clans

Recently.

Everyone in the Ancient Clan knew that their Vermilion Fruits were running low.

Furthermore, ever since the Kunlun Mountains lost their mountain soul and water spirit, Vermilion Fruits could no longer grow there.

Now, every fruit used was one less forever.

Even when Gu Yang was severely injured, he couldn't bear to eat one.

But looking at the heavily injured Ancient Clan Martial Sage now, Gu Yang couldn't help but sigh:

"Too many of our clansmen have died today."

"We cannot watch another die right before our eyes."

After saying that.

Under the reluctant gazes of his clansmen, Gu Yang took out a Vermilion Fruit and walked toward Chen Feng.

When the two were a dozen meters apart.

Chen Feng smiled:

"Do you think I'm stupid enough to let you get close?"

Gu Yang stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Chen Feng coldly.

"I hope you keep your promise!"

"The Ancient Clan's patience has its limits."

With that, he tossed the Vermilion Fruit over.

Chen Feng quickly caught it.

He immediately crushed it, crouched down, pried open Zhao Bing's blood-filled mouth, and stuffed the Vermilion Fruit inside.

This scene made the young men of the Ancient Clan roar in anger:

"Weren't you asking for the Vermilion Fruit to save our clansman?!"

"This damn bastard is just playing us!"

"Patriarch, he's tricking us out of our Vermilion Fruits!"

...

Gu Yang and the elders just watched in silence.

They said nothing.

They naturally knew what Chen Feng wanted the Vermilion Fruit for.

Besides, from beginning to end, Chen Feng never said the Vermilion Fruit was for their people to eat.

Otherwise, why would he go through all this trouble?

Listening to the furious roars of the Ancient Clan youths.

Chen Feng chuckled, grabbed the bloody Ancient Clan Martial Sage, and tossed him directly toward Gu Yang.

"I always keep my word."

"Since I got the Vermilion Fruit, I naturally won't let him die."

"As for whether you let him die, that's none of my business."

Gu Yang's face was ugly, but he silently took out another Vermilion Fruit.

He stuffed it into the clansman's mouth.

The sight made the Ancient Clan members wince in pain.

At this moment, Gu Yang also realized something.

This clansman was not only heavily injured.

His entire vitality and cultivation base were gone.

Even if his injuries weren't severe, he would still need to eat a Vermilion Fruit to restore his Martial Sage strength.

He looked at the unconscious clansman next to Chen Feng.

His expression grew even darker.

Gu Yang now understood that the Ancient Clan had completely lost today.

Just then.

An Ancient Clan elder stepped forward.

"Let this old man go meet him!"

As soon as this person appeared, the Ancient Clan members were instantly filled with confidence.

This was one of the top three experts in the Ancient Clan.

It was said that he had comprehended the Nine Yin Manual to the realm of unity between heaven and man.

In the entire Ancient Clan, other than Gu Yang, no one was his match.

However, Gu Yang stepped in to stop him.

"Don't fight anymore, it's meaningless."

"We've fallen into a trap."

"He has hostages in his hands now."

"Unless we disregard the lives of our clansmen, we can't do anything to him."

"Even if you defeat him, he won't foolishly let the hostages go; he would only drag them down with him."

"Because from the very beginning, he didn't come here for a tournament, but to find a way to save people."

Gu Yang's words instantly awakened the Ancient Clan members.

Everything the other party did was to trick them out of Vermilion Fruits to save people.

Now, even if he lost, he probably wouldn't hand the people over.

Otherwise, everything he had done before would be in vain.

No one was that stupid.

Moreover, looking at Chen Feng's expanding sword qi storm.

It really wasn't a guaranteed win in a one-on-one fight.

Gu Chen sighed.

"The Ancient Clan's defeat is not unjust."

"Who would have thought that a Martial Venerable would have such monstrous strength."

Gu Yang looked at Chen Feng and asked loudly:

"Who exactly are you?"

"What do you want?"

Chen Feng also saw that the Ancient Clan had realized the situation.

His piecemeal rescue strategy had been seen through.

So he no longer hid anything.

With a thought.

Chen Feng controlled the Qilin scales on his face to slowly fade away.

Revealing a thin yet resolute face.

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

They wanted to see if this mysterious man was really the Great Xia hero, Chen Feng.

In the audience stands.

"Chen Feng!"

"You really didn't die!"

The first to speak was Xiao Ruohan.

She stood up excitedly.

Staring at Chen Feng, she revealed a crazed expression.

She wished she could rush forward right now.

Pin this former master to the ground and take him right then and there in front of everyone.

Then enjoy Chen Feng's pleas for mercy, and ruthlessly conquer him.

Then ravage him every single day.

Make Chen Feng pay the price for what he had done in the past.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ruohan's breathing began to grow uncontrollably heavy.

Her body even started to tremble violently.

It took a full few seconds for her to calm down.

The several Ancient Clan youths behind her didn't even care to look at Chen Feng at this moment.

Instead, they stared at Xiao Ruohan in front of them, their mouths going dry.

On the other side.

Gu Yang and the others immediately recognized Chen Feng.

Although his appearance had changed slightly, especially since he was much thinner.

And his skin was paler than before.

They would never forget this face—the face of the Ancient Clan's number one enemy.

"Impossible, I clearly saw Chen Feng and the Qilin fall into the White Tiger Abyss together."

"Why is he still alive? It's impossible for anyone to escape the White Tiger Abyss alive."

"He hasn't appeared for over nine years, where on earth did he pop out from!"

"We must kill him today to avenge Mr. Bowen and the old patriarch!"

...

Compared to the Ancient Clan's disbelief and hatred.

The other contestants.

Were now cheering.

Countless people took out their phones and searched for old photos of Chen Feng.

Comparing them with the current Chen Feng.

Although there were slight changes, it was obvious that they were the exact same person.

Unless Chen Feng had a twin brother.

For over nine years, Chen Feng hadn't seen the light of day in the White Tiger Abyss.

Because he hadn't seen the sun all year round.

His skin had turned pale as a result.

This made him look completely untouched by the aging of time, looking just as young as he did nine years ago.

He only looked thinner.

"It's really him! The Great Xia hero Chen Feng is still alive!"

"The hero returns to fight the Ancient Clan once more!"

"He's simply a living legend!"

"Oh my god! I actually got to see my idol!"

"I can hardly believe this is real."

"I feel like our world is full of hope again."

...

The cheers at the scene were like a tsunami.

Countless people took out their phones and frantically recorded in Chen Feng's direction.

Some immediately posted it online.

To share this explosive news.

Originally, it was just a guess that this mysterious man was the Great Xia hero Chen Feng.

Now, it was finally confirmed.

People around the world watching the live broadcast.

Because the cameras above the venue were too far away, they could only see the general fighting scenes.

They couldn't see Chen Feng's face clearly.

Now, seeing the cheers of the people at the scene and the ugly expressions of the Ancient Clan.

They immediately understood what had happened.

Photos and videos of Chen Feng at the scene quickly spread across the internet.

At the same time, a piece of news swiftly swept across the world.

"The former Great Xia hero, Chen Feng, is still alive!"

"And he has suppressed the Ancient Clan's Martial Sage with the posture of a returning king!"