"You dare to be arrogant?"
The old woman could no longer restrain herself, her body flashed, and a claw swept through the air.
As she attacked, her vital energy surged forward, as if tearing the air apart, emitting a series of explosive sounds.
A terrifying pressure descended, causing the young members of the Feng family gathered outside the ancestral hall to gasp for breath and involuntarily retreat.
Chen Fan no longer held back this time. He raised his hand and unleashed a punch.
His vital energy surged forth like a dragon.
With a roar, after the clash of vital energy, the old woman staggered backward, shattering several steps.
Chen Fan said, "A thousand-year-old royal family, how pathetic and laughable!"
"What did you say?"
The old woman was furious and moved to attack again, "How dare you insult a thousand-year-old royal family?"
"Stop!"
Just then, a deep, resonant voice echoed from within the ancestral hall.
Upon hearing the voice, the old woman halted her movements.
As the voice approached, Chen Fan's pupils contracted.
Through the open doors of the ancestral hall, beneath the rows of ancestral tablets of the Feng family, a middle-aged man inserted several sticks of sandalwood into the incense burner and turned around.
He appeared to be in his early forties, with a refined and handsome face, and an extraordinary bearing.
His aura was so subtle that one could barely sense it, as if he were an ordinary person.
The elders remained silent but all looked at this man, as if he were the pillar of their strength.
The young members of the Feng family outside the ancestral hall, however, had looks of adoration, mixed with fervor, in their eyes.
"It's Uncle Thirteen, he's come down the mountain today too?"
"With Uncle Thirteen here, I'll see how this Chen Tianjiao can still cause trouble!"
"The family really thinks highly of this fellow to have even alerted Uncle Thirteen!"
"..."
The man strode forward, crossed the threshold of the ancestral hall, and stood at the entrance, observing Chen Fan.
Then, he asked, "Chen Tianjiao, do you think our Feng family is pathetic and laughable?"
"Aren't you?" Chen Fan said indifferently.
A faint smile flickered in his eyes. The man said, "Speak your mind. If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, then I will act. A thousand-year-old royal family, how can a mere man of the mundane world like you insult it, even if you are known as a God of War in the mundane world!"
"Since you are a thousand-year-old royal family, how is it that after more than three years, you still haven't figured out how Feng Qianyuan died?"
Chen Fan said in a deep voice.
"You only blame me. The one who truly killed Feng Qianyuan is still living freely, perhaps even waiting to watch your clan's downfall. Are you, the Feng clan, not pathetic?"
"I came to the Feng family with no intention of fighting you. Yet, you make things difficult for me everywhere, only wanting me to pay with my life for Feng Qianyuan!"
"You have no idea of my strength, your vision is short-sighted, shallow, and ignorant. Aren't you pathetic?"
The Feng family elders' faces showed signs of anger.
"Presumptuous!" The Feng family old woman shouted, "Chen Tianjiao, do you think you can be arrogant and unrestrained just because you can overpower the younger generation of the Feng family? If I were to make a move, killing you would be like slaughtering a dog!"
"You're quite arrogant, aren't you? Do you really think you're someone special?"
"Haha, Chen Tianjiao, you have no idea how strong my thirteenth brother is. He has already broken through the limits of humanity and achieved the realm of a Martial Grandmaster!"
"..."
The man also chuckled, "Chen Tianjiao, your strength is merely the peak of the Huajin realm, isn't it?"
"With such cultivation and strength, you can indeed dominate one side in the mundane world! But in the eyes of Feng Chengmo, I am not impressed. I wonder where you get the confidence to be so arrogant?"
"It is more than enough to enter and exit the Feng family!" Chen Fan said indifferently.
All the Feng family elders showed anger.
"You are very conceited!" Feng Chengmo smiled, "The events of three years ago seem to have taught you no lessons!"
"If I could retreat safely three years ago, I have even less to worry about three years later."
"That's different," Feng Chengmo said. "Three years ago, it was in the capital, not at the Feng family. And three years ago, only the Patriarch personally took action, and I did not go!"
He shook his head and said, "Enough, talking endlessly is just a waste of breath. I will give you a chance. Accept three of my moves!"
"After three moves, if you can still stand, I will allow you to leave!"
As soon as he said this, all the Feng family members looked excited and expectant.
"Uncle Thirteen has decided to make a move!"
"When a Martial Grandmaster acts, the heavens and earth will change color. This fellow is doomed!"
"He dared to cause trouble at the Feng family; he will surely not fare well!"
"..."
Chen Fan's expression was calm, "It's not enough. I want to take Su Yingxue away!"
Feng Chengmo smiled, "I almost forgot that this is your true purpose. Su Yingxue is not in the Feng family!"
Chen Fan's pupils contracted, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes. He said, "You brought her to the Feng family, and yet you say she is not here?"
"She is indeed not in the Feng family!"
Feng Chengmo said, "There are some secrets involved here, and I cannot explain them to you. But I can guarantee that she is safe now, in a place that will only make you envy, a place you cannot reach, and can only look up to!"
"Where exactly is it?"
Chen Fan's voice grew increasingly chilling.
"Ask me after you can withstand my three moves!" Feng Chengmo said lightly. "Moreover, I can tell you that even if you find out, it will do you no good."
Chen Fan took two steps back and snorted, "Come on!"
Feng Chengmo nodded, without any apparent movement, he leaped into the air and pressed down with a claw.
Like a phoenix spreading its wings, his phoenix claw tore through the sky.
The moment he attacked, a terrifying aura surged to the heavens.
The lights of the night suddenly dimmed, and the shadows twisted.
As the vital energy condensed, a lifelike phoenix claw, burning with fire, appeared before Feng Chengmo's fingertips, its crimson light dazzling and captivating.
The air shattered inch by inch, merging into the phoenix claw formed by vital energy.
It was as if a phoenix from ancient times had extended its giant claw in the void, capable of shattering a mountain or destroying a city.
The young members of the Feng family quickly retreated, their souls shaken and their hearts filled with awe.
This was the power of a Martial Grandmaster, invincible, a living legend, a legend in person!
Under the terrifying pressure and razor-sharp vital energy, Chen Fan's expression became solemn, and he retreated rapidly.
But no matter how he retreated, he could not dodge this claw.
The same move, when used by Feng Chengmo, was utterly incomparable to Feng Qianzhong.
It was like the difference between a grain of rice and the bright moon.
While retreating, Chen Fan's body trembled, his spine arched and straightened, and surging killing intent condensed.
His battle spirit soared to the heavens!
It was as if he had returned to the battlefield of clashing swords and iron horses, facing endless enemies, with only death as the alternative!
He stopped abruptly, his feet apart, Chen Fan raised his arms, and a dragon's roar erupted from his body.
Vast killing intent condensed in his arms, with a faint dragon shape visible.
With a roar, the vital energy shattered like a raging storm. The dragon and phoenix fought and then vanished into nothingness.
After the strike, Feng Chengmo retreated, flying more than ten meters before stabilizing his body and landing.
Chen Fan's body flickered. The bluestone slabs beneath his feet cracked with a 'ka-cha' sound, the cracks spreading several feet, and his feet sank in by about half an inch.
All the Feng family members looked horrified.
The Feng family's county princess's face was filled with extreme shock.
Chen Fan lifted his foot, and the bluestone slab beneath it turned to dust.
He looked at Feng Chengmo with a solemn expression and said, "Continue!"
Feng Chengmo exhaled deeply and said, "By borrowing battle intent, you forcibly crossed the threshold of a Martial Grandmaster. Among the younger generation, you indeed possess peerless talent!"
"Qianyuan was injured by you back then, it was indeed not by chance!"
"But you, ultimately, are not a Martial Grandmaster!"
Saying that, he took a step forward.
As he stepped forward, the terrifying aura and pressure became even more powerful and fierce than before.
The young members of the Feng family, upon hearing this, were shocked to the extreme!