Prince Jianyun, sensing the commotion here, looked over with a sweeping gaze. A being of his stature, usually surrounded by attendants, possessed unbeatable strength. Even in this perilous land teeming with experts, he maintained a transcendent demeanor.
Indeed, there were not many who dared to provoke him.
With Prince Jianyun's strength, it's likely that he could even contend with an ordinary Sword Saint for a few moves.
"Oh, it turns out to be this little crawler!" Upon noticing that Chu Feng was clashing with disciples of the Rashamon Sect, Prince Jianyun displayed a malicious smirk, delighting in the disaster.
He could get rid of Chu Feng through the hands of the Rashamon Sect disciples without lifting a finger.
He was pleased to see this unfold.
"Kneel down and admit your mistakes!" A disciple from Rashamon Sect commanded Chu Feng fiercely.
