The Twisted Jungle was a massive formation, originally laid down by the Spirit World Guild when they first founded this place. Over the generations, the Guild's powerhouses had continuously refined it. The Twisted Jungle's formation was not something any ordinary martial cultivator could hope to unravel.
Even a Spirit World Master who ventured inside would very likely lose their way. Without a guide, they would never leave — starving to death in this very spot.
Though it was called a jungle, the Twisted Jungle contained far more than just trees. There were stone sculptures and iron pillars, all reinforced with barriers. Without at least a Xuan Wu Realm cultivation, don't even think about destroying a single blade of grass or twig here. Even an expert at the Xuan Wu Realm would need sufficient strength and skill to manage it.
Chu Feng and his three companions walked through it, relying on Chu Feng's Mental Power and his keen observation of the Spirit Realm Compass. The formation failed to hinder their progress.
However, not long after entering, Chu Feng spotted a familiar face — Yang Zai, a fellow native of Qingzhou and a disciple of the Seven Star Elder, the same man whose teeth Chu Feng had completely shattered.
And beside Yang Zai, there were four newcomers. They wore the uniforms of a first-rate sect, and their cultivation was nothing to scoff at — three were at the fourth stage of Yuan Martial, while the other, like Yang Zai himself, was at the fifth stage. From his attire, Chu Feng could tell this one was a Core Disciple of the Lingyun Sect.
"Chu… Chu Feng!" Upon seeing Chu Feng, Yang Zai was utterly stunned. Having lost all his teeth, he first let out an unearthly shriek, then his face filled with abject terror. Clearly, Chu Feng had left a deep scar on his psyche.
"Chu Feng? Yang Zai, don't tell me this is the kid who beat you into that state?" Hearing Yang Zai's words, the other four turned their gazes toward Chu Feng and began sizing him up with contempt.
It was clear they had already heard about the incident between Chu Feng and Yang Zai. But they were skeptical of Chu Feng's cultivation — after all, Yang Zai was a fifth-stage Yuan Martial cultivator, whereas Chu Feng was merely at the first stage.
"Brother Liu, let's get out of here — now!" Yang Zai spun around to leave and grabbed at the fifth-stage Yuan Martial Lingyun Sect disciple.
"Hey, Yang Zai, what's the rush? Don't tell me you're actually scared of this kid?" But Liu Biao shrugged off Yang Zai's hand, studying Chu Feng with growing interest.
"Don't worry, Yang Zai. We've got your back — we'll avenge you." The other three had already fanned out, combining their efforts to erect a formidable barrier that sealed off Chu Feng and his companions' retreat.
"Chu Feng, this is bad — they're all really strong!" The sexy young woman's face tightened with tension. The others hadn't concealed their auras, and their control over barriers was formidable, robbing her of all confidence.
The sturdy young man looked even worse — a mask of fear and regret. The fear, naturally, was driven by the oppressive presence of Liu Biao and his group. The regret was born of his own greed. He had wanted to leech off Chu Feng's abilities to get through the Twisted Jungle, never imagining that Chu Feng had such dangerous enemies, who would show up right here and drag him into the mess.
The Twisted Jungle was relatively enclosed. When enemies crossed paths, killing each other wasn't uncommon, and almost no one would bother investigating. That was precisely what made this place the most dangerous.
"Chu Feng, considering we're both from Qingzhou, I'll give you a chance. Kneel down, apologize, and shatter your own front teeth — and I'll let you go."
Liu Biao stood not far away like a king gazing down upon a lowly commoner. Though he claimed to be offering Chu Feng a chance, his eyes betrayed a bone-chilling killing intent.
"Fine then. Today, we brothers will join hands and cripple this kid." Seeing that Liu Biao and the others were set on this course, Yang Zai abandoned his hesitation and let his own savage killing intent surface.
"Good dog — you've even got a few loyal friends. But I don't think they can help you. More likely, they're going to drag you down even further."
Chu Feng smiled faintly, then swept his sleeve in a sudden, powerful arc. An invisible hurricane radiated outward from his body, instantly shattering and scattering the barrier the three had set up.
"This—!" Everyone present was stunned. But the greatest shock was yet to come. The moment the barrier crumbled, a new and far more powerful barrier coalesced around them, sealing Yang Zai and his entire group inside.