Chu Feng was naturally furious. The Corpse Race was so tyrannical. They hadn't settled the matter of intercepting him last time, and now they had come to the Quasi-saint Race to propose marriage. They were humiliating him directly and wanted to force him out. Then, he would do as they wished!
What divine son from the ancient golden age? He would just explode!
As such, he directly attacked in the Flying Celestial City. A faint golden palm blotted out the sky and smashed down, covering a small part of the firmament and bringing with it an intense astral wind.
Many people cried out in alarm, and there were even more who went limp on the ground. When such a large hand descended, it was as if the sky had fallen. The void rumbled and trembled violently.
"Who is it?"
The people of the Corpse Race immediately flared up and all of them attacked toward the sky. The four war chariots gushed out glaring beams of light with order runes and other things.
However, it was useless. The people driving the chariots and the guards accompanying them were all dispirited despite being very powerful and not weak. Their bodies creaked as they lay prostrate on the ground.
Pfft, pfft, pfft …
Then, in a split second, the people driving the chariots and the tyrannical guards disintegrated one after another. They were split into pieces and killed in large swathes.
Many people exploded on the spot. They couldn't withstand this kind of energy impact at all.
"Retreat!" Some people were still alive and were shouting loudly.
This wasn't a power that evolvers at their level could deal with. Only the quasi-saints could contend against it.
Some people were frantically rolling and crawling. Their bodies were shivering as they escaped this calamity and rushed into the distance.
As for the three quasi-saints and the strongest divine son of the Corpse Race, Yan Kun, they had already attacked and couldn't retreat. They were still announcing their might just now, so how could they avoid it now?
However, the next attack was too terrifying. Chu Feng was furious and activated an abnormally terrifying energy. The wondrous technique shocked the heavens!
The four chariots exploded, and the four of them were covered in dirt. Three of the quasi-saints coughed up large mouthfuls of blood. Although they were fighting back, they were sent flying by the large golden palm.
One of them was slapped deep into the ground, leaving behind a human-shaped pit with stains of blood.
Meanwhile, the famous divine son Yan Kun was also in a sorry state. This sudden palm had smashed his war chariot into hundreds of pieces. As the energy erupted, it was as if a small sun had exploded.
He was blasted away and crashed into a beautiful spiritual mountain in the city. Only then did he stop. There were many cracks on the black metal armor on his body, and he seemed to have lost his heroic spirit.
The entire area was in an uproar!
This was the Corpse Race, one of the top few in the universe. Three Quasi-sages had personally come, and there was also a divine son from the ancient golden age. Yet they were actually slapped into such a sorry state by someone. Some were coughing up blood, and some were rolling on the ground. Was this heaven-defying?
"Who is it? Get out here!" The divine son of the Corpse Race was the first to rush out. He wasn't injured, and his physical body was indeed ridiculously strong.
His face turned ashen after being slapped down in front of everyone. Yaoyao had crushed his spirit and willpower in the ancient battle. This time, he made a comeback and crawled out of the netherworld alive just to vent his anger. He wanted to find trouble with Earth's evolvers.
Who would have thought that the first time he appeared in front of the public, he would be knocked down with a slap, damaging his powerful image.
The three Quasi-sages also rushed up and stood high up in the sky. Each and every one of them had an extremely unsightly expression. Even though they had long since wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, they still couldn't hide their sorry state.
Chu Feng got up, and his appearance immediately changed into that of a youth. He appeared in the image of Wu Lunhui with a harmless expression on his face as he arrived in midair.
"Naturally, I'm your grandpa — Wu Lunhui. I've personally arrived." He announced his name.
The Flying Immortal City occupied a vast area and included many mountain ranges. There were even some famous mountains, great rivers, and cave residences. Now, all the experts in the city were alarmed.
Many people were speechless. Wasn't Wu Lunhui Chu Feng?
There were also many people who were as excited as if they had been injected with stimulants. Wu Lunhui had returned, and it was going to be lively now.
"Chu Feng, demon, it's actually you who ambushed us. You actually still dare to appear. Just wait to be killed!"
A Quasi-sage from the Corpse Race spoke with an indifferent expression. Even though he had been slapped, he was still fearless.
Of course, the depths of his eyes were filled with astonishment. This Wu Lunhui was Chu Feng. How old was he? He had already become a Quasi-sage? It simply surpassed his imagination. He was too young!
Chu Feng said, "Hey, you can't speak irresponsibly. I'm Wu Lunhui. Open your corpse-eyes and look clearly and carefully. I'm indebted to the fellow daoists in the universe's starry seas for looking up to me. I'm called the supremely righteous Wu Lunhui. Don't mistake me for someone else. I'm not a demon!"
Motherf * cker!
Many people silently cursed. They had never seen someone praise themselves like this. Wasn't he ashamed? At the same time, some people curled their lips. Who didn't know that he was Chu Feng? He was one person with two sides.
"Stop talking nonsense. Wu Lunhui, Demon Chu Feng, you guys are the same person. Don't quibble. There's no need for you to say more. I've already laid out an inescapable net. I'll slaughter you today!"
In the distance, an old man at the golden body realm jumped up and pointed in their direction. He was very angry.
"An ant also dares to hoot in front of me?" Chu Feng said indifferently. Then, he flipped his hand and slapped over. No matter what identity you had, the golden body realm was already not enough.
Rumble!
The void exploded and a huge golden palm print flew over like a metal mountain pressing down. It was blazing and terrifying.
His speed was too fast. Even if there were two quasi-saints attacking one after another, it was already too late for them to stop him.
That Corpse Race elder didn't even let out a groan. His eyes were opened very wide and disintegrated in an instant. A mist of blood rose and evaporated as he disappeared from that place.
Chu Feng spoke very calmly and said, "Let me explain. I admire Divine King Chu, who is known as honest, honest, and pure. We appreciate each other's talents and are already close friends. Therefore, whether it's humiliating him or targeting me, all of you have to think it over."
There was absolute silence. Everyone didn't know what to say. You can even do this? Your skin is really thick. Do you think people don't know that you guys are the same person? Perhaps you did it on purpose!
Unexpectedly, the few quasi-saints didn't rush to make a move. Even the ancient divine son of the Corpse Race was restraining himself. Chilly rays of light flickered in his eyes and concealed killing intent.
Chu Feng realized that they were stalling for time. They must have joined forces with other people.
"Wu Lunhui, you're so tyrannical. You killed our race's elder and ambushed us. You're too insolent!" said a quasi-saint.
"Your Corpse Race wants to go to the Quasi-saint Race to propose marriage and humiliate me. You actually said that I'm tyrannical and insolent. You guys are courting death, yet you still have the nerve to put a label on me. Are you crazy?"
After Chu Feng finished speaking, he immediately swung out a slap and attacked again. This time, he directly targeted everyone from the Corpse Race, including those guards. He would kill them first and talk later.
There were many evolvers from the Corpse Race in this area. There was no lack of people at the golden body realm among them. There were even experts at the great perfection of the golden body realm who were their race's guards.
Quasi-saints didn't need guards at their level, but this was a kind of status symbol. They had golden servants when they went out to demonstrate the master's dignity and power.
Now, more than a hundred guards were shouting and their souls were trembling. They couldn't withstand a casual slap from Chu Feng at all. Their bodies cracked.
"How dare you!"
The three quasi-saints and the ancient divine son Yan Kun who wanted to stall for time had no choice but to attack. This time, they were also a little troubled. How could they have expected that Wu Lunhui, who was also Chu Feng, would actually advance to the level of a quasi-saint? This simply didn't conform to common sense. How long had he cultivated for? This was too subversive!
Buzz!
The void exploded. It had already been penetrated.
Although the quasi-saints of the Corpse Race did their best to stop it, it was still to no avail!
Under the terrifying pressure, more than a hundred guards exploded. They were all powerful evolvers, but in the end, they died tragically here. Not a single one was left.
The level of Chu Feng's control of power was exquisite to the extreme. It didn't affect other people or buildings. These elites of the Corpse Race disintegrated indiscriminately and were completely destroyed in body and soul.
Bang!
Four waves of blood qi that overflowed the sky surged with ocean-like fluctuations. That was the ancient divine son Yan Kun of the Corpse Race and the three quasi-saints counterattacking together. They were seething with anger.
Today, they were too passive and also very sullen. They were slapped to the ground and rolled out the first time they appeared. They were dignified quasi-saints, after all.
Now, their followers had also been killed and not a single one was left. This was equivalent to slapping them in the face and then stepping on them!
"I came this time to kill all of you!"
Chu Feng attacked and didn't give them a chance to stall for time. He launched a decisive attack and a golden fist rumbled out. It was as fast as lightning and targeted the four great experts at the same time.
This fist was too astonishing. It crushed them like dry weeds and cut them into an incomparably sorry state. Boundless energy squeezed them, and apart from the quasi-saints, nothing else existed. Even the void cracked.
Bang, bang, bang!
After a series of collisions, Yan Kun was sent flying. His hair was disheveled and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He had exchanged over a hundred blows with Chu Feng in one go, but he was actually slightly injured. This made his expression unsightly.
He came from ancient times and had revived in the present world. Could it be that he still had to lose to someone from Earth?!
"I'm unwilling!" he bellowed. To him, this was an extraordinary shame and humiliation. The scar from back then had been reopened again.
"You'll have to lie down for me even if you're unwilling!" shouted Chu Feng. He stepped high up in the air and forced the other party to fall back rapidly.
Chu Feng turned around in a flash. His true target was those three quasi-saints. It was relatively easier to kill them first and talk later.
Faint golden fist imprints covered the area in front of him. Chu Feng dispersed the secret techniques that the three quasi-saints had activated and directly suppressed them.
"What's going on? One person suppressing three quasi-saints? "The spectators' hearts trembled. They had long since escaped into the distant sky and were incomparably shocked after seeing this scene.
How old was Wu Lunhui? He actually had this kind of achievement? Regardless of whether it was the enemy or the spectating evolvers, they were all disordered and in disbelief.
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
The three quasi-saints coughed up large mouthfuls of blood. They couldn't block it no matter what they did. One of them broke his arms under the crushing pressure of the golden fist. After that, his body also smashed into the ground. He finally couldn't withstand the corrosion of that kind of energy and his body exploded from the fist with a pfft.
Of course, this person didn't die and his body quickly reassembled.
Chu Feng walked the path of becoming a saint with his corporeal body. In addition, his spirit was also highly condensed. This kind of corporeal attack was ridiculously terrifying and was prepared to deal with veteran quasi-saints.
The other two quasi-saints also coughed up blood as they were blasted into the ground and buried deep in the soil.
The Corpse Race's ancient divine son, Yan Kun, let out a long cry and charged over from nearby with a holy weapon in hand. He wanted to kill Chu Feng and save these three people.
Bang!
However, Chu Feng was even faster. He held the Deity Striking Whip in his hand. It was refined from purple bamboo that grew near primal chaos lightning and possessed formidable might.
With a bang, he blocked the Corpse Race's divine son's weapon and blasted it into the sky. At the same time, he mobilized his own saint domain and enveloped the three quasi-saints as he charged toward the outer realm.
"Kill!"
The three quasi-saints had genuine holy weapons in their hands. They suddenly launched an attack and wanted to kill Chu Feng.
Bang!
Chu Feng waved the purple bamboo in his hand. It emitted a hazy radiance and directly broke their holy spears. This was a top-notch saint-level weapon.
"Go on your way!" Chu Feng attacked!
Pfft!
A quasi-saint roared furiously and broke free from the scope of the saint domain. However, his body was still whipped by Chu Feng's purple bamboo, causing him to explode on the spot. This time, he couldn't reassemble and was destroyed in both body and spirit.
"There's still the two of you!"
The purple bamboo glowed amidst ripping sounds. With a wave of Chu Feng's hand, he killed these two people as well!
The Corpse Race's ancient divine son was both shocked and furious. In the end, he endured silently and turned to leave because he felt as if he had encountered Yaoyao from back then when he faced Chu Feng. He felt a chill in his heart.
"You still want to leave?!"
With a shake of his hand, Chu Feng threw out the purple bamboo. It was like a spear and contained his boundless essence, qi, and spirit. He poured his strongest attack energy into it.
Pfft!
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