The Sacred Ruins

Chu Feng turned around with the monastic robe draped over his body. He was as swift as a snow leopard—vigorous, powerful and peerlessly agile. Accompanied by blazing radiance, he charged directly towards that Xilin race expert.

Mo Sheng was astonished. How come this native from his home planet had turned around to confront him? His glowing finger attack just now had left over ten holes on his man’s body just now. If not for the domains there, it would be too easy to kill him!

They were all chasing after Chu Feng in a rush and had no prior knowledge about him. Before this battle, he had no idea who this person was. Naturally, he didn’t know about that monastic robe’s wondrous abilities.

Mo Sheng revealed a laugh and stood there, prepared to slaughter Chu Feng. "Interesting. A cornered dog can indeed jump over the wall. Or is this the so-called hot blood can defy the heavens?"

Boom!

Chu Feng arrived immediately. His monastic robe erupted with light like a gush of scarlet lava. His fist was even more resplendent and was a blossoming with light like a small sun.

Mo Sheng revealed a cold smile. The other party was still using shackled realm energy. There was no increase in his power and nothing unexpected had happened!

He stood as firm as a rock at his original spot. He moved his leg only when Chu Feng arrived—the leg exploded with radiance and whipped towards Chu Feng’s head with great ferocity.

Mo Sheng’s countenance was cruel and that leg was like a divine whip. Under normal conditions, it would easily have caused a shackled realm opponent’s head to burst apart.

It could be said that this attack was ruthless and decisive. A single leg was destined to cause an incomparably bloody scene full of splattered blood and brain fluid.

Bang!

However, the result made him turn pale. Chu Feng was incomparably valiant. He smashed towards the leg with his fists and caused a burning light to erupt from his feet.

The man felt an intense and almost unbearable pain rush up his leg. His bones had been fractured and fresh blood sprayed out with a pfft. He simply couldn’t endure and let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying backwards.

"Ah!"

Mo Sheng let out a miserable cry. It felt as if his right leg had been struck by a thundergod’s hammer. It was extremely ragged with white bones were poking out; it had been completely crippled.

This result was completely out of his expectations and made his hair stand on end. At this time, he discovered that he was unable to utilize his carefree realm energy and that his cultivation had fallen to the shackled realm.

"Kill him!" Mo Sheng roared while falling back. The pain caused his expression to become rather contorted.

The Xilin people and machine race members were all shocked. How could such a thing happen?

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

The first eight people from the Xilin clan approached to attack Chu Feng.\\

At this time, Chu Feng tore through the air like a flood dragon. He had no fear at all and had locked onto Mo Sheng alone, he wanted the person dead first.

No one could obstruct him along the way. His might was intimidating like a resonance between a dragon and a tiger. With punch and kicks, he blasted everyone who stood in his way into bloody mist.

He killed his way before the astonished Mo Sheng. The latter’s right leg had been crippled and he drenched in cold blood.

"You... how is this possible?!" Before this, he had left ten-odd bloody holes on Chu Feng’s body. His finger arts possessed astonishing might.

But now, he was unable to harm Chu Feng at all. The other party’s fists smashed into his finger and caused him to go pale as his finger fractured with a resounding crack.

"No!" Mo Sheng cried in agony. His face was deathly pale. As a man in his twenties, he was still very young and possessed a brilliant path ahead of him. He had never expected to encounter such a set back on this planet. He still had plans to search for fortunes on the home planet."

"Die!" Chu Feng shouted and smashed out with his fist. He pierced through Mo Sheng with a bang. The man’s pale face was full of horror as his entire body blew up the very next moment.

Mo Sheng was extremely powerful but was still a ways from the divine sons and saintesses. He simply couldn’t block Chu Feng’s most powerful blow and was immediately killed.

The descendants of the traitorous army had once again returned and were planning to suppress those on the home planet. Chu Feng’s chest was filled with the flames of fury—that fist contained his spiritual power and was even more powerful than before.

Mo Sheng was the leader of a group of 30 men. Now that he had died miserably, many people were shocked.

"Don’t let him go!" The people from Xilin shouted as they surrounded Chu Feng.

At the same time, the machine race had also begun to move. They held onto their battle sabers and swarmed towards him, their blades gleaming.

A giant bell appeared around Chu Feng, accompanied by a protective mist of energy. He flew over like an astonishing rainbow and attacked everyone along the way.

Bang bang bang...

During this process, the palms, fists, and arrows attacking Chu Feng were all blocked by the energy bell amidst deafening rumbles.

All attacks were ineffective and unable to touch him!

At this time, a treasured pestle appeared in Chu Feng’s right hand. The yellow weapon erupted with radiance and emitted Buddhist chants as it was activated.

At the same time, an old golden monk appeared in front and burst forth with energy lights.

Bang bang bang!

Even the machine race with their powerful metallic bodies couldn’t endure and was shattered by the treasured pestle. Some of them battle sabers were blown apart.

Chu Feng was like a charging azure dragon—within moments he had finished off eight machine race members and six Xilin clan descendants. He was indefensible and fierce.

"It won’t be a loss even if I die!" He had finally vented the extreme anger from being chased down previously.

Those from the Xilin clan and machine race were all red-eyed. How could this person think he was taking a loss? So many of their battleships had been destroyed previously and many of their people were dead or injured. Why otherwise would they want to kill him so badly?

But Chu Feng paid no attention to these things. That was because he felt uncomfortable if he couldn’t kill these people in person.

"Kill!"

He kept laying down a killing domain within Mount Huang. He was like a primordial tiger that had escaped its bindings. He was no longer passive and continuously rushed into the crowd to proactively murder them.

The group of people on the origin beast platform were all astonished. They had originally thought that Chu Feng’s life was at an end and that he would die soon. Who would’ve guessed he would, once again, return with great spirits and kill so many enemies?

"The Buddhist race’s secret treasure—Equality of All Life!" A renowned guest announced the details.

In outer space, the leaders of the machine race and the Xilin army wore cold expressions. Within a short time, this person had single-handedly killed dozens of their men. It was simply too humiliating.

In the end, Chu Feng killed 169 enemies and escaped, drenched in blood. He once again drove the multicolored ship and fled.

Most of the mountainous regions had been locked down by the battleships. He was afraid that he would be trapped in this place if he dragged on too long. At that point, he would really have fallen into a state where there was no path to heaven and no door to hell.

This time, he ran towards Mount Tai. He wanted to see if he could charge up the sacrificial altar. He had the Seal of Domain Suppression in his hands and could perhaps make such an attempt.

However, he knew his chances weren’t very high. The pursuers were too close and would easily interfere. Being disturbed within the grand domain would lead him to a violent death.

As expected, the enemies arrived just as he began to climb up the mountain. Chu Feng engaged in yet another round of killing and finally abandoned this place.

Later on, he ran towards Mount Longhu, wanting to see if the demoness was there. However, what made him disappointed was that no one came out even after a moment of intense battle.

A terrifying sound was emitted from the peak of Mount Long Hu. The treasure hidden beneath the mountain was glowing brightly and emitting its divine might. The images of a flood dragon and a vicious tiger combined together and they burst forth with golden mushroom clouds which crushed a group of battleships.

Afterwards, Chu Feng escaped yet again—this time into the Himalayas. He ran into the five-kilometer holy land within the ancient temple. This was where he had obtained the Thunderous Breathing Technique back then.

There were many damaged domains within these ruins. Chu Feng quickly carved out magnetic stones and began to set things up to annihilate his pursuers.

However, he himself was already close to being crippled. He was badly injured and drenched in blood. There were hundreds of wounds on his body.

"I must go to Kunlun. That boastful demoness isn’t on Mount Longhu. Could it be that she’s still picking immortal peaches on Mount Kunlun?" Chu Feng felt truly helpless. He wanted to seek the lady’s help but discovered that she was too unreliable. There wasn’t any sign of her even after so much had happened.

He left the holy land and headed towards Kunlun had to return without anything to show for it. He didn’t find the person at all and was lucky to have left alive.

At the critical moment, he had borrowed the domains within Kunlun to kill yet another group of assailants and then fled.

Many people were on the origin beast platform were visibly moved. In terms of martial accomplishments, Chu Feng’s results were truly astonishing. He was about to be crippled with his body full of injuries and his guts were almost spilling out. However, it was enough for him to be proud!

Even some divine sons and saintesses couldn’t achieve this.

At this time, the world was in a restless state. News of Chu Feng’s battles around the world had produced a great quake—Chu Feng had fled all the way and killed many enemies in the process. Something like this had never happened before.

He had single-handedly fought against a large group of descenders and actually achieved such an outcome. It was truly astonishing.

In the end, some reinforcements appeared. Experts from a certain remnant race within the Himalayan secret realm wanted to rescue Chu Feng. Unfortunately, those from Penglai seemed to have known they would do so.

"Everyone, why the need for this? You shouldn’t wade into these muddy waters. Please just watch silently!" A group of Penglai people was already waiting there to obstruct their path.

In truth, a part of Penglai’s forces was following the machine race and Xilin army to kill Chu Feng. They were fairly proactive and wished to kill Chu Feng even more than those from the outer realm did.

In outer space, the expressions of the machine race and Xilin clan leaders were unsightly. It was quite shameful that they still hadn’t managed to kill Chu Feng after such a long time.

In the ground, Chu Feng was exhausted in both body and spirit. The monastic robe was already beginning to lose its effect once again.

"Sigh, I really don’t want to go there." He braced himself had rushed towards Mount Zhijin and charged into to Revered Eight Trigrams Furnace. There he activated the domains and began to recuperate.

As expected, the monastic robe had reached its cooldown by the time he reached the place.

Boom!

Some people had killed their way over and there were battleships opening fire.

Chu Feng’s scalp went numb. He knew something big was about to happen and that even he might be dragged into it.

A muffled roar came from below the ground as a black hairy hand reached out. It swiped at a battleship and violently crushed it into fine dregs.

Additionally, all kinds of energy such as the essence flames of extreme yin and yang began to gush out and conflagrate the incoming powerful enemies.

Some of the machine race members melted down and other Xilin clan descendants howled in misery. Their losses were immense.

"Retreat!"

The people from the two races were apprehensive. Apart from the domains in this region, there was a primordial corpse emitting astonishing levels of energy fluctuations. They were all injured badly within moments and overwhelmed.

Chu Feng was able to gain some breathing room here. Fortunately, the ancient corpse didn’t attack him, so he was able to spend the night here. During this time, the battleships had retreated and the Xilin clan had disappeared.

The expressions of the three saints in outer space sank and were overflowing with the flames of fury. They had failed to kill Chu Feng even with such strenuous effort. What they had thrown away wasn’t just the machine race and Xilin army’s faces but also the saints’.

"Protect visualization realm experts to kill him. It’s fine even if we have to spend some more saint blood," said Jun Tuo.

He had lost all patience and no longer wanted to drag this one. That was because he had been paying attention to another part of the starry skies, the home of the galactic turtle race. He was silently waiting for the survivors to come knocking on their doors.

"Buzz... Buzz..."

The void trembled in outer space as a dozen-odd masses of dazzling light emerged and descended toward earth. More than a single realization realm entity had come.

Doubtlessly, sending life forms at such a level to earth involved great expenditures—even the saints were grinding their teeth.

A mass of sanguineous light surrounded each entity. There were over ten realization realm experts!

The heaven and earth shook after their appearance. The dense holy blood protected them as they safely descended to earth. Later on, they each entered a battleship and began to suppress Mount Zhijin.

At this time, Mount Zhijin was silent because there was no one attacking at the moment.

Chu Feng’s countenance was pale. The numerous injuries he had sustained hadn’t yet healed and the different energies within his body were difficult to expel.

Bones were showing on many parts of his body and he had almost been crippled. Just the sword wounds numbered over a hundred and the situation was extremely miserable.

This was a setback he had never before encountered!

However, he had been able to hold on to this point and was still alive. He had also killed so many enemies and it was enough for him to be proud.

"Realization realm entities have descended!" Someone realized the situation and was incomparably shocked.

At this time, Chu Feng’s communicator began to ring. Calls could come through at the moment because the domains were temporarily silent. He glanced weakly at it and saw an unknown number.

His eyes were almost frozen after he received the call. It was the demoness from Mount Longhu. Perhaps, he should call her goddess.

"You came to Mount Longhu a while ago and caused such a ruckus. Why did you leave without seeing me?"

Chu Feng really wanted to curse out loud after hearing those words. That woman was on Mount Longhu?! She didn’t even come out even after such a commotion and she was even blaming him?!

"I was taking a nap in the palace at the time, so I didn’t go out." Chu Feng’s face was almost drenched in tears after hearing these words. What thoughtlessness! What obliviousness!

At this time, the demoness’ voice was cold as she said, "The outer realm people are too arrogant. Do they think there’s no one on this planet? Do they think they can kill as they want and attack as they wish? Have they asked for big sister’s permission?!"

Afterwards, she said calmly. "Mn, you were able to hold on for so long and can be considered to have passed above your quota. You pass. Come to Mount Longhu right now!"

Swoosh!

The next moment, Chu Feng vanished from this place. He performed a spatial leap with the multicolored ship and headed straight towards Mount Longhu.

At the same time, some divine sons and saintesses were crossing over from the star passages in the depths of the famed mountains!

A long while after Chu Feng appeared at Mount Longhu, the group of battleships appeared once again. Apparently, they had also undergone some reorganization and there were over ten visualization realm experts who had descended.

"Began the massacre and wash the land with blood!" A certain visualization realm expert said coldly.

"Heheheh..." A laughter akin to a silver bell rang out throughout Mount Longhu. It was just that the voice was somewhat cold. That mysterious lady appeared—she walked out of her palace halfway up the mountain and glanced at the sky.

"Plop!"

She swung a slap over. In one of the battleships, the visualization realm expert and a large group of followers were all destroyed along with the exploding ship.

It was just like slapping a fly. Her white and lustrous hand enlarged and slapped a battleship to pieces.

"Who goes there?! How is this possible?!" The others cried out in astonishment.

Afterwards, the mysterious lady was still laughing. She swung out her hand again and again without tire, taking down one ship with every swing. It was as if beautiful flowers were blossoming in the air—all of the hundred odd battleships in the air was smashed to pieces and exploded. It was an extremely resplendent scene!