With this roar, the mountain peak trembled and the purple bamboo forest rustled. Leaves rustled as the Peacock Race expert disintegrated in mid-air.
Chu Feng's body seemed to be covered in a robe woven from the radiance of the sun. It was so radiant that one would feel a piercing pain if they looked directly at him.
"Chu Feng, please stop!" The remaining Peacock Race experts were all pale.
Just now, the golden ripples from Chu Feng's mouth had rushed into the air and were not aimed at them. Even so, they almost fell to the ground, their bodies trembling out of instinct.
Chu Feng stopped and looked at them calmly, but they still felt an unbearable pressure. It was as if they were facing a calm demonic god.
"Our race's king did not touch your parents. He just happened to arrive at Mount Yunluo and did not harm your family," the young Peacock Race quasi king said with a pale complexion.
"Just happened to arrive? That's easy for you to say. The people of Mount Yunluo used my parents as bait to set up a trap. The Peacock King's appearance is enough! "Chu Feng raised his right hand which was emitting a sparkling luster and was about to slap forward.
In an instant, the mountain peak trembled with an incomparably stifling pressure.
"If you're still a character and can be considered an upright hero, then go and fight with my race's king. Of course, you have to be confident enough!"
The quasi-king of the Peacock Race braced himself and spoke calmly. He knew that there was no way he could escape unless this Demon King stopped himself.
"Filial piety is the most important of all virtues. I'm a very kind person and will not allow anyone to target my parents. What upright hero? That's all for now. You're clearly trying to goad me into action. Are you courting death? Or are you courting death? "
Chu Feng's expression was indifferent. Without any hesitation, he raised his crystalline palm and pressed forward. With a bang, the quasi king was sent flying with blood spurting out of his mouth. He was dead on the spot.
The remaining Peacock Race experts felt like their scalps were about to explode. They were shocked, angry, and afraid. This person was determined to destroy them.
Behind them, the people from Bodhi Biogenetics revealed strange expressions. This demon king claimed to be kind, but he had killed with a raise of his hand!
"Divine monk, save us!" The few remaining members of the Peacock Clan did not dare to spread their wings and flee. They looked at the skinny old monk with pale golden skin.
The old monk was over a hundred years old and was known as one of the successors of Buddha. He was the strongest king of Bodhi Biogenetics.
"Amitabha." The old monk chanted the name of Buddha, and the pale golden light on his body gradually grew brighter.
Chu Feng turned back and looked at the old monk. "Someone touched my parents. I'm here to resolve the problem. If you stop me, you'll be declaring war on me!"
The old monk had a merciful heart, but if he really tried to stop this demon king, he would incur the wrath of this demon king, and all the mutants in Bodhi Biogenetics would be buried with him.
He understood Chu Feng's intentions. Even though he knew that the Peacock King was not to be trifled with and was known to be invincible, he still wanted to kill his clansmen to serve as a warning to others!
The old monk knew that if Chu Feng could suppress and kill the Peacock King in a domineering manner this time and endure the Peacock King's wrath, no one would dare to touch his family in the future.
Such a demon king would even kill the clansmen of the invincible Peacock King in a fit of rage. Who wouldn't be afraid?
"King Chu, you're too tyrannical." Another majestic ancient temple opened up and two people walked out from the courtyard.
The one who spoke was a black-haired man with a pair of demonic eyes that seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black mist. His entire body was also clad in black.
Beside him was a lady with light golden hair, emerald eyes, and furry ears. She looked like a cat demoness.
Chu Feng saw the two and guessed that they were clansmen of the Golden Crow and the Nine-lives Cat.
He glanced at the two indifferently and then attacked the remaining three experts of the Peacock Race. With a boom, he punched out with surging divine light that enveloped an area of a hundred meters.
Thump, thump, thump!
The last three flew out like rags. They were filled with hatred and unwillingness as they ended their lives.
The scene was deathly silent.
Chu Feng said coldly, "What do you mean by tyrannical? Back then, the Peacock Race had sent a continuous stream of experts to Shuntian to kill me. When I first arrived at Mount Kunlun, they also asked the Woodpecker King to kill me. They wanted to kill me just because I didn't bow and scrape to them. This is tyrannical. Today, I've come to settle this grudge with the Peacock King. If you think I'm tyrannical, that's fine too. "
The black-robed man was indeed a clansman of the Golden Crow, but he was still far from possessing the Golden Crow bloodline. It was just that his crow had transformed into a human form and was now a quasi-king.
His eyes were cold as he said, "King Chu, you can be considered an expert of your region. However, your actions are too unbridled. You should know that no one is truly invincible."
Chu Feng replied, "Although the Golden Crow came down from Mount Tai to attack me, he didn't target my parents. That's why I won't target your race even though I've come to Mount Putuo. If you want to kill someone, go kill your king. You're on your own."
After hearing these words, even the old monk from Bodhi Biogenetics put his palms together and chanted. Chu Feng was too domineering. Even the Golden Crow was his target.
As for the mutants, there was no need to even mention them. Their hearts were pounding, and none of them wanted to become enemies with this demonic god-like man.
The black-robed man's eyes were cold. He felt sullen after seeing the Peacock Race die in front of him, but he didn't dare to stop them.
He directly called out Chu Feng's name and coldly said, "Chu Feng, you should know that the Golden Crow, the Peacock King, and the Nine-lives Cat are of the same branch. If you dare act so tyrannically today, be careful of retribution in the future."
Chu Feng suddenly turned back and glared at him with an intimidating aura. "I've said that I won't target the Golden Crow Tribe this time, but this isn't a promise or a protective talisman. A mere quasi-king dares to threaten me with such impudence? You're courting death!"
Thump!
Chu Feng formed a fist seal and smashed forward.
"You, ah!" The black-robed man cried out in an attempt to escape. He had just transformed into a crow and was about to soar into the sky when he was struck down once again.
His eyes were filled with fear and regret. His eyes gradually lost focus as the crow's body was torn to pieces.
Some of the blood landed on the golden-haired lady from the cat race. This caused her to shriek and rapidly retreat, afraid that Chu Feng would kill her as well.
In front of the thousand-year-old temple, the sound of bells and Buddhist chanting could be heard. However, it was difficult to conceal the austere atmosphere of the place.
Chu Feng strode toward the Peacock Race's gathering place. Behind the ancient temple was a purple bamboo forest enshrouded in dense spiritual energy. It was a suitable habitat for birds.
However, this place had long since been deserted except for the few peacocks from before. The rest had long since fled.
Chu Feng didn't say anything. Doing this much was enough to show his attitude.
If he were to completely destroy their race before killing the Peacock King, the latter would surely go berserk and seek revenge regardless of the price.
Chu Feng turned around and faced the people from Bodhi Biogenetics. He then looked at the old monk and said, "I want to know if Bodhi Biogenetics was involved in the process of me being surrounded and killed by a group of beast kings."
The aura of a peerless expert permeated the air, causing all the mutants in the vicinity to tremble and almost collapse to the ground.
At this time, Jiang Luoshen was also pale and restless. This was the first time she had sensed the might and terror of this familiar person.
He had even killed the Peacock King and the Golden Crow's clansmen as he pleased. Why wouldn't he dare? Jiang Luoshen wanted to say something, but her red lips were slightly parted and she didn't say anything.
She suspected that if she were to step forward and say anything, she might also be killed by a single punch.
"Bodhi Biogenetics didn't attack benefactor. It's a pity we couldn't rescue you," the old monk said calmly.
Chu Feng felt the murderous aura on his body dissipate quite a bit in the face of this Sakyamuni disciple, a golden monk over a hundred years old. This surprised him.
"If benefactor doesn't believe me, this old monk can open up his sea of consciousness and let you judge."
The spiritual domain of a king level entity wasn't easy to probe. If the host wasn't willing, it would be difficult for others to break through.
The old monk's calmness and willingness to fully open up his sea of consciousness moved Chu Feng.
He extended a finger that was emitting a lustrous luster as he pointed at the forehead of the Buddha's disciple. The old monk's expression was calm as he smiled calmly without evading.
Just as he was about to touch the old monk's forehead, Chu Feng withdrew his finger and said, "I believe in the Reverend."
He was certain that this was the first time he had met the old monk. This Buddha's disciple wasn't among those who had surrounded him. It was just that he didn't know if Bodhi Biogenetics had other hidden experts.
Chu Feng had a good impression of the old monk and thus didn't make things difficult for him.
"Are there any high-ranking members of Bodhi Biogenetics here?!" Chu Feng asked the mutants.
He didn't have a good impression of those in charge of the major corporations. These corporations were even more ruthless than the beast race when they surrounded and hunted him in Jiangxi.
"Yes," someone finally replied. It was actually Jiang Luoshen. This was somewhat out of Chu Feng's expectations.
Finally, a number of old men were "invited" over. Chu Feng didn't hold back and pointed at their foreheads with a glowing finger.
The old men's expressions were extremely unsightly, but they cooperated nonetheless.
Chu Feng hypnotized them and probed their subconscious to see if there were any who were trying to harm him.
In the end, Chu Feng didn't discover anything and apologized to them.
"I'll trust Bodhi Biogenetics for the time being." These words caused everyone to feel complicated. However, many mutants finally heaved a sigh of relief.
They were truly afraid that the higher-ups had targeted Chu Feng. If they were found out, Demon King Chu would definitely start a massacre and wash Bodhi Biogenetics in blood.
However, they also understood that Chu Feng didn't completely trust Bodhi Biogenetics. He didn't have a good impression of them after being hunted by the corporations.
…
There was an ancient temple at the top of the mountain. Every brick and tile exuded an ancient aura and was engraved with traces of the passage of time. It was as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of time.
It was old and could collapse at any moment, but it was the center of the entire building district.
Chu Feng stood within the temple and gazed at the divine statue. He stood there for a long time without moving.
Under the setting sun, there was a bronze hall beside the ancient temple. A large bell was suspended within it, ringing in a long and drawn-out manner.
Chu Feng finally walked out and amidst the red glow of the setting sun, he slowly strolled through the ancient temple.
He was exceptionally tranquil and his state of mind was peaceful without joy or worry. He had temporarily let go of everything and cleansed the last strand of baleful intent in his heart amidst the sound of the bell.
He sighed softly. His killing intent had been too heavy during the past two days. He had traversed tens of thousands of kilometers, killed Hei Teng, killed a group of beast kings, destroyed the Ashwolf Tribe, and slaughtered the Peacock Tribe.
Only now did he finally calm down.
Within the temple, he listened to the chanting of sutras and listened to the sound of the ancient bell. It cleansed his mind and cleansed all the baleful intent.
He pondered carefully. Ever since he started practicing the Xingyi Fist, he had been focused on honing his fist intent and killing enemies in all directions. This caused his killing intent to accumulate and flourish.
"It seems I need to be careful. I'll still kill the enemies and leave after I'm done, but I can't let the baleful intent linger in my body for too long," Chu Feng whispered. He had realized this problem.
He could devour the world with his killing intent, but he had to maintain a calm and peaceful state of mind. Otherwise, he would truly look like a demon.
"Taiji doesn't go out for ten years, Xingyi kills people in one year. It makes sense. "Chu Feng pondered.
He felt that the recent increase in killing intent might have something to do with the fist technique he was practicing. Xingyi Fist was born to kill.
In the sunset, the golden-bodied monk slowly walked over. His title was Qian Jia. He was the senior brother of Qian Ye, the disciple of Sakyamuni Buddha who fought against the white snake at Mount Taihang.
"I have the Golden Arhat Breathing Technique." Under the setting sun, Qian Jia's body glowed like a real Golden Arhat. His face was solemn and dignified as he put his palms together.
Chu Feng was surprised. Why did the old monk want to talk to him about this?
Soon, he understood. Qian Jia was inviting him to join Bodhi Biogenetics. If Chu Feng was willing to join Mount Putuo, he would be able to obtain the Golden Arhat Breathing Technique.
Chu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This old monk looked kind and benevolent. How did he come up with such an idea? Asking him to shave and become a monk?
"Master Qian Jia, I'm still young. I still want to live a carefree life in this colorful world for another five hundred years. I don't want to become a monk."
"Amitabha." Qian Jia chanted Buddhist mantras and scanned the surroundings with his divine sense. He then whispered that he had sensed the Buddhist aura from Chu Feng's body. He wanted to know if the breathing technique he had mastered had anything to do with Buddhism.
Qian Jia bluntly said that the world was changing. Creatures from other realms would eventually descend. If Chu Feng had mastered the Bodhisattva level breathing technique, he would have a great fortune. He might even be taken away to another world to cultivate supreme techniques in the Buddhist Holy Land.
The premise was that Chu Feng had to convert to Buddhism. Qian Jia would be willing to guide him and explain the scriptures to him every day to build his foundation.
Chu Feng was unmoved after hearing this. Creatures from other realms were risking their lives to descend to this world. What reason did he have to leave?
"There are sacred trees and fortunes on Earth, but they lack the scriptures. What we have now is too simple and crude. In the end, we will need to enter other realms to obtain the scriptures," Qian Jia said.
Chu Feng was moved. He had heard from Yellow Cattle that the glory of the other realms was extremely resplendent. Divine sons moved unhindered, fairies filled the skies, and bodhisattvas shook the world. It was a place people yearned for.
If there was a chance, he would definitely go and take a look. Chu Feng said, "I'll think about it after I've searched through the famed mountains and great rivers."
The old monk was speechless. This benefactor was truly greedy.
"Alright, the Peacock Race's territory will be mine from now on. I'll also have a share of Mount Putuo!" Chu Feng said.
Qian Jia was speechless. Why was this person acting like a bandit? He even wanted to lure him into Buddhism. Given his temperament, it was truly inappropriate.
Chu Feng had cut off his evil tendencies and was now at peace. Naturally, he was in a good mood.
Next, he searched the entire mountain peak and dug under the thick Bodhi tree. This truly frightened many people from Bodhi Biogenetics.
"Chu Feng, you want to dig away this ancient tree?!" Jiang Luoshen's appearance made her quite uncomfortable. She didn't care much in the past, but after witnessing his slaughter today, she didn't dare to tease him anymore.
"I'm just taking a look." Chu Feng got up. Just now, he saw that the ground was covered in three-colored soil similar to that of Mount Tai. It should have no effect on the seed.
He needed time to wait for Mount Putuo to fully recover and its spiritual energy to flourish. Only then would he be able to plant the seed in the stone box.
"Don't tell me Mount Putuo only has this little fortune?" Chu Feng asked.
Both the Pilgrimage Grounds and Mount Kunlun had been occupied by the various kings, but there were even more mysterious areas that they couldn't enter. Mount Longhu was also abnormally dangerous.
"It's over there." Qian Jia pointed at the back of the mountain.
"Eh?" Chu Feng was astonished.
"We can only catch a glimpse of it at sunrise and sunset," Qian Jia said.
Under the setting sun, Chu Feng could vaguely see an even more majestic mountain behind Mount Putuo. He could only see its silhouette, but he couldn't see what was on it.
"Can't we climb it?" Chu Feng asked.
"We can't." The old monk shook his head.
The mysterious mountain vanished before the setting sun, but at this time, specks of golden light sprinkled down.
The old monk exhaled softly as he breathed in and out the world's essence energy. He did his best to receive the golden light.
Seeing this, Chu Feng also attempted to receive it.
Chi!
In the end, a golden bodhi leaf flew over, brimming with vitality. It landed in Chu Feng's hand, stained with a strand of blood!
"What's going on?" He was astonished.
Qian Jia was also greatly moved. "I've received a few golden bodhi leaves before, but I've never seen any blood."
"How interesting." Chu Feng stared at the void. Was there a creature on that mountain sending news to the outside world?
A multitude of thoughts ran through his mind. If the world changed once more and such a mountain appeared, it would be hard to say if it was a fortune or something else.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Feng became alert. All along, everyone had been looking forward to another upheaval in the heaven and earth, hoping that it would come sooner. They were waiting for the opportunity to fight over the even more astonishing divine fruits. No one had ever thought about the bad side. There might be killing intent hidden within.
"Eh? Snow? It's snowing?!"
Chu Feng raised his head in astonishment.
Large snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, soon covering the summit in a silvery white.
What was going on? Ever since the world changed, no matter the season, every land had been as warm as spring and full of vitality. There were no longer cold winters.
But this evening, such a strange thing had happened!
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