The great prairie stretched as far as the eye could see. The grass was half the height of a man. It was originally desolate and quiet, but now it was filled with murderous intent and bone-piercing coldness.
Chu Feng stared at the remaining members of the Yuan clan, a heavenly venerate, and eight young men.
At this moment, the old heavenly venerate’s entire body was tense. He arched his body like a demonic leopard in the primal chaos, ready to leap and launch an attack at any moment.
“Heavenly venerate, don’t think of acting atrociously in front of me. Don’t even think of running away!”Chu Feng calmly spoke and added, “Tell me about the situation of the Yuan clan.”
