The Sacred Ruins

This loud rallying howl made everything clear. The people of Penglai were colluding with the saint sons and princes of the outer realm. They had joined together in villainy in order to subdue and kill Chu Feng,

For days on end, people even started shouting words like "slay Chu!", sufficiently indicating their attitude. For the sake of eliminating Chu Feng, they did not hesitate to collaborate with the later generation of heavenly knights, including Zhu Wuque and Yuwen Feng.

The people on this planet felt a deep-seated and irreconcilable hatred toward the heavenly knights. Their forebears had suffered the restless pursuit and killing of the heavenly knights—not even infants were spared.

Yet Penglai went so far as to connect with them, and the two sides were unexpectedly able to unite against a common enemy.

Chu Feng’s gaze was cold and quiet as he stared at the Penglai evolvers. He had never loathed this group of people as much as he did now. They truly needed to be punished by death.

He spread his wings and moved faster than ten times the speed of sound, like a human-shaped divine bird. From head to toe, piercing light burst from his pores and energy flared up as he began the slaughter.

"Die!"

Chu Feng specifically sought out the more powerful ones. He swooped down towards an old man, who was one of the masters of the carefree realm. As fast as lightning, he rotated the treasured pestle in his hand and smashed it forward.

The old man’s gaze was malicious. He was indeed a tenacious fellow and quickly avoided the sharp edge. Additionally, he pointed out with his finger and a purple light flew forward amidst raging purple mist, shooting at the space between Chu Feng’s eyebrows.

The Eastern Purple Mist Finger!

While the Xilin race was pursuing Chu Feng, they once taunted that despite being an Earth native, he hadn’t learned any of its essential secret techniques. They thought it quite funny.

Now, an expert from Penglai had used it. They had mastered this kind of wondrous technique.

Ding!

Chu Feng didn’t evade and, instead, a large bell appeared outside his body.

The purple light hit the clock, and its sound was ear-shattering. The clock wall was stable, though, and had not fractured.

Additionally, Chu Feng’s body had changed direction mid-air. With a terrifying speed, his physique became twisted as he went to kill again.

If he were a normal person, surpassing ten times the speed of sound while suddenly and violently changing direction could very well make his body crumble!

Boom!

The glistening yellow treasured pestle glowed in his right hand and emitted the voice of scripture like a respected old monk. He held it up, and the Buddhist race’s treasure surged with vigorous energy.

This time, the old man was unable to dodge. He held a spear in one hand, stiffly shaking the treasured pestle, while the other hand was still pointing the Eastern Purple Mist Finger and trying to penetrate Chu Feng’s body.

With a "dong" sound, the spear was broken up by the treasured pestle. The hand that had been holding the spear was dark red and dripping fresh blood. It had been split open.

At the same time, he let out a miserable shriek because the finger that had been pointing was smashed by Chu Feng’s fist and instantly broke. The so-called purple mist exploded in a flash.

Boom!

Chu Feng punched his body, causing it to split open sending him flying backwards. In the instant, before his body crumbled, Chu Feng chased him down once more and swung the treasured pestle, smashing it down with all his might.

Pop!

The man transformed into a bloody mist, and in a flash, he met with a violent death.

Chu Feng stepped onto the ground and immediately used his domain methods. He hoped that by activating the runes at Mount Tai’s summit, he could strangle and kill this group of people.

"Huh!?" He was surprised to find that there was no response. Afterwards, he stomped violently, causing the earth and rocks to crack open. He then realized that a large array of magnetic stones had already been buried in the area.

"Kill him!"

Not too far away, an old woman sneered as she urged them to start.

There was a swoosh, and it was as if the mountaintop had caught fire. Flames soared upward wanting to submerge Chu Feng. This was the domain’s power.

This group of people had prepared early on. From the beginning they had worried that Chu Feng would be like a fish in the water at the famed mountains, so they arranged this place ahead of time and buried a large number of magnetic stones in order to create interference.

What’s more, among their ranks were people who were masters of domains. They hoped that with this arrangement, they could counteract Chu Feng’s strangling.

"Display your skills before an expert!"

Chu Feng was on guard and in a flash soared into the sky. At the same time, the monastic robe on his body trembled and its red light raged. It resisted the flames’ corrosion as it separated him from the domain runes underneath.

From mid-air, he unceasingly tossed out magnetic stones. The expression in his eyes was chilly as he stared at the Penglai people, preparing and thinking of a way to deal the fatal blow.

Boom boom boom!

The ground burst open. Following Chu Feng’s attack, the magnets started glowing. Some of them were buried into the ground while others floated in mid-air and they were about to transform this area’s domain.

Suddenly, a feeling of crisis rose within his heart. As he suddenly turned around, the hairs on his body stood on end.

A scarlet light was moving at a speed greater than ten times the speed of sound and came like a bombardment of thunder. Were it not for his speedy reflexes, his entire back would have become a target and exploded.

Bang!

Chu Feng hurriedly opened up the golden bell canopy and used the huge clock to protect himself.

There was an enormous exploding sound as energy raged and churned—a youth with red hair had crossed over through the sky and, with a violent pound of his fist, almost managed to pierce through the large clock.

Chu Feng’s body quaked dramatically, but he immediately brandished the treasured pestle and smashed it forward!

The expression in the red-haired youth’s eyes was like lightning, arrogant and unyielding with a wild nature. He evaded the glistening yellow pestle and continued his forward assault. Chu Feng got into his stance and punched, meeting the attack head-on.

With a loud "bang!", an explosion of glaring light burst between the two and in an instant interweaved all over the place.

Zhu Wuque, the Yin Sparrow race’s saint child who had come from the depths of the Zhongnan Mountains, showed himself like this. If it were anyone else, he would certainly have defeated them in just one hit.

He was simply too fast. He unfolded his scarlet wings and covered the sky like a holy bird. However, he still retained his human form—his long hair hanging down and with a callous look in his eyes. In just one glance, it was obvious that he was an extremely skilled expert and not someone to be messed with.

The people of Penglai were startled. That was a saint child! The descendent whom the heavenly knights’ quasi-sage Nine Yin Sparrow was most fond of actually failed to kill Chu Feng!

They thought that the attack just now was perfect and ought to have dealt Chu Feng a fatal blow. He should have exploded right there!

At this time, deep in the sea of stars, many people on the Origin Beast platform cried out in surprise. A high-level saint child had attacked in secret, yet not even he could kill Chu Feng!

They realized that the young man who had been taken under Yaoyao Becomes Immortal’s wing was, sure enough, anything but ordinary.

"Indeed you have some understanding. It’s no wonder you dare to repeatedly oppose Penglai. However, today you undoubtedly must die. We’ll see how you defy heaven when you’re surrounded by saint children and saintesses!"

A woman in yellow clothing danced in the air. She was able to fly, and she landed near the people of Penglai. Her looks were out of the ordinary, and she was quite pretty. The corners of her mouth held in a chilly smile as she said, "Although my elder brother Chen Sheng is a ne’er-do-well, it wasn’t your place to kill him!"

She was Chen Sheng’s younger sister—an evolver of the carefree realm named Chen Rong.

Chu Feng said nothing and didn’t feel like paying attention to her. The people of Penglai were too overconfident and always thought themselves to already be Earth’s masters. As such, they were unable to tolerate other people challenging them.

Boom!

Unexpectedly, it was as if heaven and earth had burst open. There was a fierce and deafening sonic boom, and as a result, unusual energy particles appeared in the form of white immortal mist!

Chu Feng once again tensed up and attacked with a supersonic speed. It would’ve been too late after hearing the sound. His body already had an advanced warning, and he suddenly turned around to face his enemy’s attack.

It was a man. Within the mist, his gaze was like the cutting edge of a knife, carrying hatred and fury. He wanted to kill Chu Feng and wanted nothing more than to explode him with one punch!

Bang bang bang...

The two of them collided in succession and created an eruption of piercing light amidst blossoming black petals. They were a form of energy manifestation that was being used by that man.

Boom!

In the end, they parted and crossed over.

Just then, the two had collided no less than ten times during a split second. Chu Feng started to rotate the treasured pestle, pounding out a terrifying light beam.

That person also carried a weapon in his hand—a shiny silver mace which filled the air with an intense energy. It was not weaker than the treasured pestle, and just then it came close to striking and killing Chu Feng.

"It’s you!"

Chu Feng understood clearly. No wonder his opponent was so fierce and tough, going for a fatal blow right from the get-go and attacking tyrannically like a violent storm.

This was the Hundred Transformations Saint Child Yuwen Feng, who had come from depths of Mount Lu!

On that day, Chu Feng was in the deepest part of Mount Lu and killed many people who had been trained as heavenly knights. He had also killed Yuwen Feng’s maid, the swan fairy Bai Qing.

Naturally, this animosity couldn’t be dispelled, and as soon as Yuwen Feng was released, naturally he wanted to kill him.

The people here all exposed startled looks. Although they knew Chu Feng wasn’t weak, they hadn’t thought that under the effects of the Buddhist race’s monastic robe domain, he could endure two saint children’s surprise attacks.

"What are you all waiting for? Surround him! The whole world will kill Chu Feng. His survival is intolerable!" The young lady of the Penglai’s Chen lineage, Chen Rong, was speaking. She wanted to unite everyone to kill Chu Feng together.

Now some figures appeared in the vicinity one after the other. They stood at different directions on Mount Tai’s summit and blocked Chu Feng’s retreat from every direction.

Among them were both men and women with an intense energy that was no weaker than Yuwen Feng. They were clearly saint child and saintess-tiered characters.

"Do I have a feud with you all?" asked Chu Feng indifferently.

"We have come to kill you in compliance with the holy maiden’s decree!" said a woman with a cold and ruthless tone.

She was wearing a purple outfit and didn’t appear to be in her twenties. She was exceptionally tall - even taller than many men - and carried a large, heavy halberd.

She also announced her name. She was Li Feng of the Gentlewind Planet.

"I will honor the saint’s decree and surpass you!" This was a short-haired, majestic man who looked like a fierce warrior of the Buddhist race. His skin had a yellow tint, and he was energetic and powerful. He stated his name, Yuan Kun.

In reality, he was the saint child of the diamond ape race!

"Zi Luan!" A woman announced her name. She was suspected to be a transformed mutant bird, and her aura was rich and powerful.

"Lie Shan!" A white-haired man said in a cold tone. His teeth were a ghastly white.

Chu Feng activated his Fiery Eyes and looked at his true form, which was a snow white pangolin.

"Zhan He!"

"Bai Ling!"

Another man and woman spoke one after the other.

Including Zhu Wuque and Yuwen Feng, eight saint children and saintesses had shown themselves, and each of them had a group of followers behind them.

Mount Tai’s summit was crowded and filled with an extremely tense atmosphere.

These people had all come to honor their saint’s decree and kill Chu Feng.

"Are your outer realm saints tired of living!?" Chu Feng raised his head and looked disdainfully at the outer realm. He was absolutely unrestrained saying words like this.

Everyone’s countenance changed. This was a simply unprecedented kind of madness!

Who dared speak of the saints in such a way? He would go so far as to lash out at them like this!?

"In the future, I must slaughter all of you!" As Chu Feng started speaking, he knew for certain that the silhouettes of Jun Tuo, Yuwen Chengkong, and the Nine Yin Sparrow were behind this.

So many saint children, saintesses, and their followers had come all at once, and added to that were the group of experts led by Penglai’s Chen Rong. This was practically the fatal blow.

There was an uproar on the Origin Beast platform.

Chu Feng lashing out at the saints in such a way stunned many evolvers. Ordinarily, even the most ostentatious of people wouldn’t dare act in such a way. Everyone deeply revered the saints.

"You maniac! How dare you disgrace the saints!? You’re dead!"

"Such an exaggerated opinion of your own abilities!"

"You idiot, going crazy like this will only speed up your own destruction!"

One after another, the saint children and saintesses berated him.

Chu Feng was calm and collected as he replied, "What’s the big deal? If I kill you all today, completely wipe you out, how will the saints who sent you feel? Will I hurt their pride!?"

"Chu Feng, are you complaining that your death is too slow? Heh heh, very well. When I see you conceding defeat beneath my foot today, will you still be so reluctant to admit your mistakes!?" Miss Chen Rong of Penglai’s Chen family took her people and pressed forward.

Zhu Wuque took a step. His red hair was hanging down loosely and his figure was strong and muscular. He exposed a cold smile as he said, "The so-called Peerless Immortal Yao has been sealed and can’t even take a single step out of Mount Longhu. Nobody can save you!"

"You people are useless. You think I need my sister’s to help me kill you all? I’ll wipe the floor with you and see if the outer realm saints’ faces hurt. They dared to meddle and send a group of lackeys after me. I’ll cut you all down!"

Chu Feng’s words caused the Origin Beast platform to sink into a brief moment of silence. Everyone gasped in surprise at his ravings and were shocked that he had the cheek to challenge the saints.

"If he doesn’t die during this battle, the Origin Beast platform will help him register a gold account and invite him to become a member." The people running the Origin Beast platform had made their decision.

"Insolent!" On the summit of Mount Tai, the group of people stampeded and surrounded Chu Feng.

"I’ll kill you all, and when the time comes I’ll create my unrivaled picture scroll for the carefree realm!" Chu Feng said to himself.