From Zhang Yifeng's previous observations, this young man's cultivation level was not considered high.
Otherwise, when we dealt with the demon rabbit before, we wouldn't have had to wait so long before taking action.
But now it seems that this young man's physical fitness is a bit too good, and is not proportional to his meager cultivation.
"My little friend, I still don't know your name?"
Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and asked the young man.
"Just call me Jin. We, the Yan clan, all have Yan as our surname."
Yan Jin kept walking and turned around when he heard Zhang Yifeng's question.
"Well..., little friend Jin, may I ask what's going on with your clan."
"I just heard you say that your mother and other clan members were saved. Could it be that your clan was invaded by something?"
Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed and he asked what problems Yan Jin's clan had encountered.
"I can't tell you the specifics, but my mother and a large group of people in the clan have all become seriously ill in recent times."
"The bodies of mothers and others are getting weaker and weaker, and they need to take in a lot of nutrients every day to stay alive."
Yan Jin replied in a low voice, and couldn't help but speed up a bit when talking about this matter.
Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly upon hearing this, and understood the importance of this matter to the Yan clan.
He immediately stopped asking any more questions and concentrated on following Yan Jin towards his clan.
Finally, as Yan Jin lifted up the huge banana leaf blocking his view in front of him, a village standing on the outskirts of the dense forest appeared in front of him.
There are simple wooden houses everywhere in the village, and there are even simple tents made directly from banana leaves.
On the outside of the village, a wooden fence was simply used as a wall to protect the villagers inside.
"Finally back!"
Yan Jin shouted excitedly and was about to take Zhang Yifeng through the main entrance of the village.
However, when the two came to the village gate, several members of the Yan clan who were responsible for guarding stopped them.
"Yan Jin, who is this guy next to you?"
"Why, it's not enough to cause us such misery, why don't you also bring people from other ethnic groups to harm us?"
The leader of the Yan clan guard was a young man who was worthy of adulthood. He looked at Yan Jin with disgust and said.
At the same time, his eyes looking at Zhang Yifeng were full of hostility and vigilance.
"Yan Luo, I don't want to talk nonsense to you."
"This is a friend of the patron saint. He must have a way to save my mother and others in the clan!"
Yan Jin gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice. He didn't want to have too much entanglement with Yan Luo, so he wanted to lead Zhang Yifeng directly into the clan.
"Humph, you idiot, what do you believe in what a stranger like you says?"
"Since I am here today, there is no way I will let you, a traitor, bring outsiders into the clan."
Yan Luo snorted coldly, and immediately stopped in front of Yan Jin, stretched out his hand and pushed him to the ground.
The demon rabbit carried on Yan Jin's shoulders also fell to the ground due to this push.
When the other guards standing next to Yan Luo saw this, they immediately stepped forward with a smile and tried to pick up the body of the demon rabbit.
"Hey, Yan Jin, you went hunting in the forest again?"
The guards were laughing and were about to pick up the demon rabbit and carve it up on the spot.
"You guys, there's no need to be so harsh on your own tribe, right?"
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew towards them, knocking the guards to the ground.
The moment Yan Luo noticed something strange, he stood up and blocked Zhang Yifeng's spiritual wind with his body.
Although he was not blown to the ground on the spot like the others, the price for resisting the spiritual wind was that Yan Luo had several scars on his body.
"Who are you?"
Yan Luo stared at Zhang Yifeng, and his body gradually exuded a beast-like aura.
"Brother Yan Jin just said that I know the patron saint of your clan, so I want to come to you to ask about something."
Zhang Yifeng replied calmly, not caring about the strange beastly aura on Yan Luo's body.
"you……"
"Luo, this guy is too arrogant!"
"Let's go together and capture him and hand him over to the clan leader!"
The guards who had been blown to the ground by the spiritual wind got up from the ground and said to Yan Luo with an annoyed look on their faces.
However, Yan Luo frowned, and his expression was not as arrogant as at first.
"Since you say so, then come with me."
Yan Luo spoke to Zhang Yifeng in a deep voice, turned around and walked towards the clan.
Zhang Yifeng saw this and followed him, while Yan Jin on the side quickly picked up the body of the demon rabbit that fell to the ground and followed quickly.
Following Yan Luo, Zhang Yifeng did not forget to look around.
There seemed to be less than a few hundred members of the Yan clan. The most important thing was that he could see many people lying straight on the ground in the clan's village.
From time to time, he would make extremely painful moans, as if he was suffering from some kind of illness.
Thinking of what Yan Jin said before, Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with confusion.
"Yan Jin, take your things and go home first."
When he came to a large wooden house in the center of the village, Yan Luo suddenly stopped and turned around and said coldly.
"No, I..."
Yan Jin wanted to say something else, but looking at Yan Luo's cold eyes, he gritted his teeth and walked to the side with his head lowered.
Seeing Yan Jin leave, the cold look in Yan Luo's eyes softened a little.
"Your Excellency, please come in."
Yan Luo stepped forward and pushed open the door of the big wooden house and invited Zhang Yifeng in.
There was no one else in the room, and Yan Luo just invited Zhang Yifeng to sit down on his seat, then turned and left.
Zhang Yifeng was not impatient when he saw this, and waited quietly in the wooden house.
Not long after, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a tall middle-aged man walked in, his bright eyes falling on him.
"You are the person who claims to know our Yan clan's patron saint?"
Yanshi spoke in a deep voice and stared at Zhang Yifeng.
"If the patron saint of the Yan clan is really Senior Immortal Emperor Taiwu, then it should be considered acquaintance."
"You should be the leader of the Yan clan, right? May I ask if you know him?"
Zhang Yifeng did not explain his identity too much, and directly raised his right hand to reveal the engraving on the back of his hand.
Looking at the engraving on the back of Zhang Yifeng's hand, Yan Shi was stunned on the spot as if he had been hit hard, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
"I've seen the angel!"
Yan Shi half-knelt on the ground in excitement, and all his previous vigilance towards Zhang Yifeng disappeared at this moment.
"Angel of God?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, looked at Yanshi with some doubts, raised his hand and helped him up with a breeze.
"Chief Yan, it seems you have recognized my identity."
"But regarding the divine messenger you mentioned, I'm afraid I still need you to answer some questions for me."