"Is your second sister that outer disciple named Chu Yun?" Fang Xuanling asked indifferently.

Chu Feng couldn’t help but feel a tremor in his heart. He had always deliberately kept a distance from Chu Yun to prevent others from discovering their close relationship.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xuanling already knew.

This Sect Master is formidable indeed.

"It’s her! I humbly ask the Sect Master to look after her." Chu Feng had to prepare for the worst.

This time heading to the frontline battlefield was extremely dangerous.

He couldn’t guarantee that he would return alive.

"Rest assured, if anything really happens to you, our sect will definitely ensure her safe escort back to Dan State. But our sect hopes you can survive because you are indeed the most extraordinary disciple of our Ten Thousand Sword Sect in nearly ten thousand years. Moreover, possessing the Nine Yang Sword Veins, you may very well elevate our sect to become one of the Four Great Super Forces in the future."

The Four Great Super Forces Fang Xuanling referred to are the Extreme Cold Cave, Shennong Mountain, and others.

It was clear that Fang Xuanling greatly envied the Four Great Super Forces.

Because they could thrive independently, without being affected by war and other turmoil.

"By the way, your two wives have not been sent to the battlefield for the time being. They are still in the sect, and you can take them with you this time! Also, Yan Qing, your Sword Slave, will stay in the sect for you!"

Fang Xuanling showed enough respect to Chu Feng.

"Alright!"

Chu Feng didn’t waste a single word.

In such a major crisis, even Chu Feng, Fang Xuanling, and the Supreme Elders of the sect would find it difficult to escape.

Everyone would be affected.

What Chu Feng could do was probably to kill the enemy with all his strength and demonstrate his value.

Only in this way could he protect his wife and family.

...

Two days later, Chu Feng set off with his two beautiful wives, along with Yan Qing and Han Dong.

Accompanying them were the experts of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, dispatched to the frontline in the same batch. A total of four hundred people.

The lowest cultivation among them was First-grade Sword Saint, while the strongest possessed Nine-star Sword God cultivation. The leader was someone Chu Feng knew, one of the lecturers of the Chuan Gong Hall, Elder Mu Cang.

It was heard that the sect had dispatched several Supreme Elder Level Supreme Sword Gods to the frontlines of the battlefield.

"Everyone listen up, due to Azure Dragon Heavenly Kingdom and Xuanwu Heavenly Kingdom joining forces, their army is formidable. There are seven battlefields in total at the borders with our Vermilion Bird Heavenly Country."

"We’re heading to the Ancestral Demon Sea Battlefield this time. The environment there is complicated and extremely dangerous, so do not be careless."

Knowing that they were heading to the Ancestral Demon Sea Battlefield, many felt uneasy in their hearts.

Five days later, after crossing nearly sixty thousand miles, they finally arrived at the Ancestral Demon Sea Battlefield.

Chu Feng specifically brought Jin Que along.

Now possessing Little Demon cultivation, it could be of some help to Chu Feng.

"Let’s report to the camp first! Remember, in the sect, you are sect disciples, but here, you are just soldiers. You must follow the local general’s orders and never act willfully."

Since this was a frontline battle, discipline and obeying orders were the very least requirements.

Just as they reached the camp, a general clad in golden armor led a group to greet them. This person looked to be in his forties, with a face akin to a tiger’s, eyes as sharp as blades.

He penetrated through one’s heart.

This was a top-tier expert at the Supreme Sword God Level.

Chu Feng secretly guessed that this person could be a Divine General of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Country, and a First-class Divine General at that.

Elder Mu Cang stepped forward with a humble smile, saying, "I am Mu Cang, an Inner Sect Elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, appointed by the Sect Master to lead four hundred people to provide aid."

"Brave warriors have come from afar; come in and rest in the camp first."

As the middle-aged general’s gaze swept over the four hundred people of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he was somewhat disappointed not to find any Supreme Sword Gods among them.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Ling Feng, the highest commanding officer at the Ancestral Demon Sea Battlefield and a First-class Divine General of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Country."

Being a First-class Divine General means Ling Feng has the cultivation of a Second Tribulation Supreme Sword God.

Possibly even higher.

The experts from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect became cautious, their eyes on Divine General Ling Feng filled with more reverence.

Everywhere, strong individuals are awe-inspiring existences.

"Let me introduce you all to Supreme Elder Feng Zhenqing from the Liehuo Sect, who arrived yesterday. The Liehuo Sect has sent six hundred people this time, including a Supreme Elder at the Supreme Sword God Level and ten Nine-star Sword Gods."

Although Divine General Ling Feng didn’t say it openly, everyone could hear the hint of dissatisfaction in his tone towards the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Because among the four hundred from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, there were only three Nine-star Sword Gods, and not a single Supreme Sword God.

Compared to the Liehuo Sect, this was exceptionally lackluster.

To Divine General Ling Feng, it probably looked like the Ten Thousand Sword Sect had deliberately sent a bunch of unimportant soldiers to fool him. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Oh! Your Ten Thousand Sword Sect was incredibly mighty the last time you caused a ruckus in our Liehuo Sect. So many Supreme Elders, yet you’re not willing to send even one this time?"

"Frankly, you people are just rubbish. You’re basically asking to die for nothing and making us clean up after you."

Feng Zhenqing was a slender old man around sixty, with a somewhat cunning appearance.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he spewed insults.

The experts of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were visibly furious.

"Heh heh, Elder Feng, I can’t agree with you. Some people might seem formidable, but they’re cowards. When they hit the battlefield and things look grim, they flee faster than anyone else. Since we’re all here to fight, it’s too early to call others trash. Only someone with a brain kicked by a donkey would say something so shallow."

Others feared Feng Zhenqing’s great strength and dared not retort, but Chu Feng was not one to be daunted.

He immediately sneered and spoke back.

"Kid, who do you think you are? Just a One-star Sword God, and you think you have the right to butt in?"

A young Sword God, who had a Seven-star Sword God cultivation, emerged from behind Feng Zhenqing and pointed his finger angrily at Chu Feng’s nose, starting to curse.

This person likely stood behind Feng Zhenqing as a disciple or something similar.

"I’m not a ’thing,’ but a person. My mouth’s on me, and I’ll say what I want. If you have a problem with it, come try me." Chu Feng’s gaze was ice-cold with killing intent.

It wasn’t just this arrogant young man, even Feng Zhenqing didn’t intimidate Chu Feng.

He could take them out in one move.

That’s how confident he was.

"You think I don’t dare? Since you want a beating, don’t blame anyone else!" The arrogant young man took a bold step forward, exuding aggression and arrogance. "Come out here and don’t hide!"

Why would Chu Feng back down? He immediately dashed forward, raising his palm to slap the opponent’s face.