Luo Hong's spiritual body was torn apart. He knew he was done for. He had suffered a crushing defeat and was powerless to reverse the situation. Especially when he saw the other saint, quasi-saint, and golden-arhat level powerhouses from his clan enter another spiritual battlefield. He felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that this tragedy was all because of him.
Who were the enemies there? Yaoyao and those people had fought against Yaoyao. How could they have survived? Even though he was an incomparably arrogant saint, he understood that those people would undoubtedly die.
This was the result of Yaoyao's killing in the past. She hadn't even attacked yet, but everyone had already regarded the eight experts of the Deity race as dead and believed they had no chance at all.
"Ah …"
Luo Hong roared and struggled. He wanted to reassemble his spiritual body and fight to the death with Chu Feng. He wanted to drag his opponent down with him because he knew that his opponent's evolutionary foundation was full of cracks. A violent collision would inevitably speed up Chu Feng's defeat and death.
The saint's body was taking shape and condensing into a human body, but it was full of cracks.
"You'd better be on your way. What's the point of lingering on like this?" Chu Feng's words were played down. He used the spiral technique and the golden vortex flew forward.
Luo Hong exploded with a bang and turned into a large rain of light in front of the golden vortex. It was all formed from spiritual power.
"Die! Let's go together!" Luo Hong howled and wanted to reassemble his body.
At this moment, he no longer looked like a calm and aloof saint. He knew that his doomsday had arrived, but he wanted to drag Chu Feng down with him. His spiritual body manifested once again, and a scroll appeared behind him. It was a broken universe and a weapon.
Unfortunately, this was the spiritual world. That so-called scroll wasn't complete, but he couldn't care less. He used all the methods he could.
"Then I'll give it a try." As Chu Feng spoke, the scroll behind him flew out. With a boom, it tore apart the broken universe as easily as breaking dry weeds. It shattered all the weapons and destroyed them cleanly.
Not to mention Luo Hong's dying state, his scroll was no match even at its peak. Now, it was being slaughtered one-sidedly.
"I can't accept this! Why hasn't your dao foundation collapsed?!" Luo Hong roared at Chu Feng as the rain of light danced in the air. He was close to going crazy.
Because, to him, what happened today was really embarrassing and he lost his life!
He was a Saint, so it was unusual for him to fight a junior of the same level on the spiritual platform. It made people think that he was shameless and bullying a junior.
In the end, this type of result left him in even greater grief and indignation. He was actually defeated, about to completely disappear.
How tragic was this? If news of a saint being killed by a young visualization level personality were to spread, people would be dumbfounded and feel that it was unimaginable.
"As a saint of the Deity Race, Luo Hong can be considered to be aloof and overlook the experts of all races. But in the end, he ended up like this."
Someone in the starry sky sighed.
It was obvious that Luo Hong would be remembered by everyone as a typical negative example. A dignified saint was killed by a junior cultivator, this was simply unprecedented.
Bang!
"Ah …"
Luo Hong let out a blood-curdling screech as he was beaten up several times. He felt extremely weak and could no longer reassemble his body. His spiritual power was about to completely dissipate.
"I hate it. I'm a saint, yet I actually died in the hands of a kid at the visualization realm. Moreover, he's a native of Earth. Ah …" Luo Hong howled in grief. Previously, he was incomparably arrogant and conceited. He said that he had personally killed two saints from Earth's ancient era, but in the end, the murderer was killed by benevolence.
His ending was even more miserable. He was destined to become a laughingstock.
"Luo Hong, go on your way. History will remember you!" Chu Feng said unhurriedly but powerfully.
Luo Hong was so angry that he trembled after hearing these words and went completely mad. He was about to become a clown in history. This was a great blow to him, who was about to die.
"Die!"
At the last moment, Chu Feng let out a cold shout. Coarse stone balls appeared one after another near him. He had engraved domain runes on them and they revolved around the spiritual rain of light to refine it.
"Recycling trash. I'll use you to test my newest method!" Chu Feng said. This was his new attempt. He used the coarse stone balls as magnets to arrange a domain.
"Ah …" Luo Hong let out a blood-curdling scream. Then, his spirit was shattered and rapidly disintegrated. He walked toward a state of death and vanished in a puff of smoke.
He felt incomparably sullen before his death. The first half of his life had been brilliant. After becoming a saint in his early years, he had destroyed one race after another and fought battles everywhere. He was revered by all races.
In his later years, he was miserable and too miserable. This way of dying was difficult for him to accept. He was destined to go down in infamy after being killed in a gambling fight with a small cultivator.
"Not bad. This kind of combat method can be studied in depth." Chu Feng nodded. Using coarse stone balls as magnets to arrange a domain — the destructive power was terrifying.
Luo Hong's will had already been obliterated. He was incomparably indignant before his death. This brat was too calm. Was he using him as a test subject to carry out an offensive domain experiment?
Luo Hong's death and the death of a saint shook the starry skies of the universe. Every race was in an uproar.
"Heavens, the saint of the Deity race has been killed by Chu Feng. This is a saint from ancient times, yet he's dead just like that."
"Brilliant battle accomplishments. Chu Feng has defied the heavens. This battle declared his rise to power and faced the universe. This is his battle to become a god!"
Everyone was boiling over. Many people were shaken and excited to see a young cultivator of the younger generation slaughter a saint.
"God Chu, please accept my knees. When will you come to the starry skies? I'll introduce my sister to you then!"
"The Deity race's old bastard has been killed. How satisfying. Who asked him to flaunt his seniority and bully the young? What happened in the end? He was confident that he could suppress the remaining evil, but in the end, he was killed instead. What a miserable death, haha!"
The entire starry skies were in heated discussion. Many people were rejoicing in other people's misfortune. That was because the Deity race was usually high and mighty and bossy. They had always looked down on the evolvers below them. Many people were angry but didn't dare to say anything.
Today, Chu Feng had won a great victory and killed their saint. This resonated with many people and made them feel very carefree.
Of course, the people of the Deity race had a different kind of feeling. Their faces were ashen as if they were mourning the death of their parents. All of them wanted nothing more than to skin Chu Feng alive.
As for the other races that were hostile to Chu Feng and had sold divine sons and saintesses, all of them had cold expressions on their faces. Chu Feng's reputation was growing stronger and stronger. The most important thing was that he really had strength and boundless potential. This made them angry and murderous.
Earth was also cheering. The native evolver Chu Feng had won and killed a saint. This was simply a world-shocking storm that engulfed every region.
The teacup in Yuchi Kong's hand fell onto the emerald green bamboo boat with a bang, and the tea spilled all over the place. He was in a daze because this result was too horrifying for him. The so-called false one of Earth's performance was too heaven-defying!
Outside of Earth, all the experts let out a long sigh. In this declining land, a young man named Chu Feng had risen to prominence and was remembered in everyone's hearts.
Even the dao children, fairies, and demonic sons of the top ten revealed odd expressions. They had no choice but to take this matter seriously. This Chu Feng had killed a saint. Who would dare to look down on him?
The eyes of the few peerless beauties at the top of the starry skies flickered and blossomed with divine radiance. They stared fixedly at Chu Feng and wanted to see through him.
Earlier on, no one would've thought that Chu Feng could kill a saint. Moreover, it was a one-sided massacre.
Everything seemed to have been reversed. The battle result that originally belonged to the Deity race's saint, Luo Hong, was displayed by Chu Feng!
At this moment, in the spiritual battlefield, Chu Feng felt his incomparably enormous spiritual power slowly being obliterated. It was purified and absorbed by the three Soul World Stones, and the rest returned to heaven and earth.
That was a portion of Luo Hong's spiritual power that had been suppressed in the battlefield. After his willpower had died, it became an ownerless object and had now dissipated along with it.
After the clamor, people's gazes were no longer fixed on Chu Feng. Instead, they looked toward another spiritual battlefield. Yaoyao was facing the eight experts of the Deity race alone. There were saints, quasi-saints, and golden arhats among them. It could be said that there was a clear hierarchy.
Comparatively speaking, Yaoyao was too dazzling. She had the momentum of stealing Chu Feng's limelight. Many people were looking forward to seeing her take action again after so many years.
"Let's attack together!" Yaoyao spoke. She waited for Chu Feng's battle to end before starting the battle.
These experts, including the male saint, were all pale. They could already guess the result before the battle had even begun. However, they had no choice but to brace themselves and attack.
"Kill! Destroy this demoness! Let's kill her together!" The one who spoke was the golden arhat level expert. He was the first to attack.
In reality, the others didn't hesitate. Each of their scrolls and the Deity race's secret arts were unleashed in one go as they charged toward Yaoyao.
"Chi!"
Yaoyao was too fast. It was as though she was faster than light and had disturbed the stability of time. Her ethereal silhouette approached with a whoosh. Her right hand glowed and an energy light sword appeared. She slashed at the golden arhat level expert.
This person revealed a terrified expression. He almost couldn't dodge it. How could a person's speed be so fast? It completely exceeded common sense as though it had penetrated through the ages.
He bellowed and his whole body glowed. The energy in his fist boiled as he did his best to resist.
Upon seeing this, Yaoyao's expression was calm. She was neither happy nor worried. With a pfft, she directly slashed open this person's fist. Then, with a sweep of her sword, she cut off his head.
She was directly beheaded.
Even though they were already mentally prepared, the people in the starry sky were still in an uproar. This was too terrifying. She killed a golden arhat level expert in one move. It was incomparably heaven-defying.
"Pay attention, don't get close to her. She has cultivated some kind of divine domain. If you enter her domain, you won't be able to retaliate at all!" roared the saint from the Deity race.
He had almost forgotten about the legends regarding Yaoyao. Only now did he recall those old memories when she killed a golden arhat level expert in front of everyone.
Even though he had warned her, there was no suspense in the following battle. Yaoyao moved left and right, east and west. Whether she used her sword qi, brandished her fists, or flicked her fingers, they were all terrifying killing moves. Everywhere she went, sparkling and translucent blood bloomed. It was incomparably poignant and beautiful.
This was a one-sided massacre!
"Ah, ah, ah …"
In the spiritual battlefield, the screams of the Deity race rose and fell. Some of them had been killed, but they used their race's ultimate breathing technique to revive and regenerate their bodies. However, they were still killed in the end.
Pfft!
In the end, even that saint roared furiously. His head flew up as Yaoyao's sword qi cut it off. She was invincible.
In the spiritual battlefield, Yaoyao was still absolutely beautiful. Now, however, she was focused and cold. She was like a goddess of war who had abandoned everything else and was only focused on killing the enemy.
"Ah …" The quasi-saint screamed miserably. A beam of golden light shot out from Yaoyao's palm and cut him in half at the waist. Wherever she passed, everything was destroyed.
"One's own divine domain?!" Chu Feng stared at the battlefield. He was greatly moved. In a split second, he had many ideas and saw an even vaster space.
Previously, when he was fighting Luo Hong, he had temporarily confined the Deity race's saint in the void. This was a crude, embryonic use of a "domain".
Later on, he tried to carve runes on the energy stone balls to suppress and kill Luo Hong. This was also a use of a domain.
Chu Feng felt that he had found two paths that could catch up to Yaoyao. The number one throne under the starry skies was high up above, and he felt that he might be able to touch it.
Pfft, pfft …
In the spiritual battlefield, Yaoyao killed everyone and ended the battle. Not a single one was left. She had wiped out everyone from the Deity race, from the golden arhat to the quasi-saint and then to the saint!
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