995 Choice, Freedom, Feast!

On the second floor, in the private room of the Demondawn Palace, Demon Son Er Qi stood up with a faint smile.

"Uncle You, let's go. We have to send Chu Feng off."

"Our Demondawn Palace doesn't want much from him. We must take back the body of that peerless expert from the Progenitor Demon Race."

"Of course, if there's a chance… we can also compete for that eighth-grade Spiritual Abode. Just be careful of those guys from the Human Imperial Palace."

Behind him, the middle-aged man in the shadows grinned, revealing two sinister and terrifying fangs.

"Your Highness, don't worry. That Third Palace Master of the Human Imperial Palace is not my match…"

On the other side, in the private room of the Human Imperial Palace, Huangpu You suddenly stood up and chuckled.

"Chu Feng! To think that you would have such a day!"

In front of him, the burly figure of the golden-robed man slowly stood up with a faint smile.

"This time, with so many people attacking together, Chu Feng will probably not be able to escape even if he has wings. We only need to pay attention to those guys from the Demondawn Palace."

"The Great Palace Master has ordered that our Human Imperial Palace will claim more than half of the treasures on Chu Feng!"

In the private room at the edge, the black-robed Divine Lord expert called Satan played with the ultra-long-range communication device in his hand, as if he had just received some news.

"This is really a feast. Looks like I have to participate. If I can obtain the remains of that peerless expert of the Angel Race, my technique might be able to achieve major accomplishment…"

…

Conspiracy and scheming were happening in the various private rooms.

Even many forces in the hall had received the news.

Among them, there were people who could not stand Chu Feng's arrogant behavior and gloated.

There were also powerful tribes that wanted to participate and get a share.

Some tribes knew their limits and chose to give up because they were worried that they would be tricked.

As for Elder Chi Jiao from the Heavenly Essence Clan, he was facing a dilemma.

Previously, Chu Feng had been of great help to them.

The two of them even verbally signed an alliance agreement.

Therefore, it was time to make a choice.

If he chose to stand on Chu Feng's side, needless to say, he would definitely cause a fatal disaster. Perhaps it would drag the entire Heavenly Essence Clan into hell!

However, if he chose to stand by and do nothing, his friendship with Chu Feng would probably end here.

"Ancestor, what should we do?!"

A young member of the Heavenly Essence Clan could not help but ask the barefooted old man anxiously.

It could be seen that the barefooted old man had an extremely high status in the Heavenly Essence Clan.

For a moment, all the Heavenly Essence Clan members looked at the barefooted old man worriedly.

Because all of their lives might be in the hands of the barefooted old man.

After a long time, the barefooted old man suddenly took a deep breath.

"Chu Feng… is really someone who can cause trouble! He actually gave me a difficult problem!"

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't have helped them. But this little fellow has helped me a lot. Now that he's facing a crisis, I can't stay out of it! But I can't bring you guys to your deaths!"

"Sigh… This damned sense of responsibility!"

After a pause, the barefooted old man suddenly said firmly, "Then how about this! You won't participate. I'll participate in the battle in my own name. Whether I live or die doesn't matter for now. After this, those top forces can't find trouble with my Heavenly Essence Clan again, right?"

"In that case, it's a win-win solution. However, I feel sorry for Chu Feng. Back then, I promised him that once he encountered danger, I would drag my entire clan into a battle for him. Sigh… Unfortunately, I can't bear to see you die for nothing!"

"Therefore, I'll go myself! I believe Chu Feng won't be so petty!"

The barefooted old man was extremely carefree.

He actually knew very well how low Chu Feng's chances of escaping this crisis were!

Logically speaking, it did not matter even if he left.

At that time, Chu Feng would be gone. Why would he care about friendship?

But as the barefooted old man had said… that damned sense of responsibility!

The education he had received since he was young was that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring. He had persisted in it for tens of thousands of years and it had long been engraved in his bones!

At this moment, he really could not do such a despicable thing.

The barefooted old man could only sigh helplessly.

Hearing the chattering around him and the worried advice of the juniors, he waved his hand.

"Alright, cut the crap! I've made up my mind! Run far later… Forget it, don't run too far away. At least after the battle, come back and collect my corpse. I'm old. What I miss most is still my homeland. It's better to return to my roots…"

The barefooted old man rambled on. The next moment, he sent a voice transmission to Chu Feng without hesitation.

"Kid, call me if you need me later. Forget about those brats. I don't want them to die…"

A relieved smile appeared on Chu Feng's face.

A friend in need is a friend indeed.

Although it might be useless, Chu Feng was very grateful that he dared to step forward.

"Don't worry, old man. Keep alive. We have a deal. We'll join forces in the Lost Continent!"

With that, he ignored the barefooted old man and exchanged glances with Third Master Bao.

Third Master Bao immediately understood and said loudly, "Everyone, this five-star treasure appraisal meeting has ended. Please leave in an orderly manner. For some special reasons, our pavilion will be closed for a period of time. I hope everyone can forgive us."

With that, no one moved.

There was silence in the hall.

Everyone was staring at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng smiled.

"You're all waiting for me…"

As he spoke, he slowly stood up.

He stretched lazily and muttered, "Hmm… Third Master Bao, you guys have to change your seats. My back hurts after sitting for too long!"

Third Master Bao grinned.

"Kid… You're really careless!"

At a time like this, he actually had the time to care about these things!

At that moment, Shu Wanjuan, Yu and the others behind him also stood up and followed behind Chu Feng.

At that moment…

The desire in everyone's eyes burned.

Some warriors could not even be bothered to hide it and got up from their seats.

They were always prepared, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to make it in time for this feast.

But at the next moment…

To everyone's surprise, Chu Feng and the others did not walk towards the gate of the Sky Treasure Pavilion. Instead, they took a detour and walked into the inside of the Sky Treasure Pavilion.

Third Master Bao acted as if he did not see them and allowed Chu Feng and the others to pass by him.

The group gradually disappeared into the darkness.

In the hall, someone could not sit still and asked in a low voice, "Third Master Bao, isn't your pavilion about to close? Why are others allowed to enter?"

Third Master Bao grinned and spoke unhurriedly.

"Oh, I forgot to tell everyone. Didn't we auction off some divine weapons previously? Those were provided by Chu Feng. This kid is also a Master Blacksmith. Don't you think it's marvelous?"

Third Master Bao stalled for time.

Finally, after sensing the fluctuations of the Stargate Teleportation, he heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the warriors in the hall became even more impatient and their tone was unfriendly.

"What does Chu Feng being a blacksmith have to do with him entering the depths of the Sky Treasure Pavilion?!"

Third Master Bao raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, nothing."

"I was just saying…"