Forcefully Facing the Blood Forging Realm

The powerhouses from various factions appeared together, surrounding Chen Feng in the middle.

The Elder's words were straightforward.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes. He knew that escaping would be difficult. What surprised him was that these people disregarded their own identities and teamed up to deal with a mere commoner like him.

"You all might be overestimating me!"

Chen Feng responded coldly.

"No, no!"

"Having obtained the inheritance from the Little Martial Tomb, even if we join forces, it's not really overestimating you. You deserve it!"

"Surrender the inheritance. You don't have Chen Family bloodline in your veins, and the Chen Family won't protect you. Surrendering the inheritance is your only way out. If you don't comply, death awaits. You are a smart person; you should know what to do!"

"Yes, now you don't need to rely on the support of the Alchemy Pavilion. Shuang Qingxue has already returned to the Tianhuang City and won't appear here!"