The whole world wanted to kill Chu Feng. The eight saints of the universe had joined hands to kill Chu Feng as he approached the abyss. This was an unresolvable killing situation, and the entire starry sky was stirred up.
Both the Black Blood Platform and the Origin Beast Platform were in an uproar. Countless people were discussing this. In everyone's understanding, Chu Feng had encountered danger many times, but he had always escaped. But this time was different.
Eight saints had descended at once. Who could resist?
Whether it was Wu Lunhui or Chu Feng, the result was the same. They would either be obliterated or jump into the abyss. In short, they would die without a doubt.
"Sigh, Demon Chu caused such a huge disturbance, but in the end, he's going to die so miserably. It's a pity. I wanted to see him rise up and illuminate the heavens. I wanted to see how strong he would be after becoming a god, but in the end, he's going to die young!"
"This is the fate of the earth lineage. So what if he's Yaoyao from the ancient golden generation? He's the publicly recognized strongest genius in history, yet he's still being strangled. He can only blame Chu Feng for not being low-key enough. He hasn't even grown up yet, yet he wants to collect the blood debt of his ancestors. He's a bit arrogant. "
Many people felt that it was a pity. They wanted to see how he would illuminate the starry skies after he soared into the sky, but now, they felt that they wouldn't have the chance!
As for the opposing forces, they clapped their hands in delight and laughed in advance. Especially the Xilin clan, the Netherworld Race, the Deity Race, the Corpse Race, and the Spirit Race. They all laughed mercilessly and felt carefree in their hearts.
"Wu Lunhui, Demon King Chu Feng, we're waiting for you to visit us. The ancient blood debt is heavy. We've killed so many of your forebears, and we're waiting for you to collect it. It's not that we don't want to pay, but can you come? Haha … "
Some enemies and some people who were hostile to Chu Feng spoke openly and took joy in his misfortune. They were waiting to see him wither and fall.
"Motherf * cker, kill! Brothers, go and support Chu Feng. Grandpa Yak will be the first to fight to the death with whoever dares to kill my brothers. Even if I die, I'll go and fight alongside Chu Feng!" The black yak spoke on the Origin Beast Platform, calling for people to go and support him.
The Manchurian Tiger also roared, "Seniors of the Dameng Pure Land, saints of the Exiled Immortal Race, don't just stand there and watch. Hurry up and make your move. Chu Feng is about to die. Us brothers will charge over first. Even if we know we're going to die and that we're like moths flying into a flame, we still have to charge forward!"
A group of great demons from Kunlun roared angrily and sent messages on various platforms. They wanted to ask the saints who had a good impression of Earth to help them save Chu Feng.
And they themselves were even more practical, collecting enough travel expenses, asking the Wormhole Express Company to open the super road, roaring together, not fearing death, killing their way into the abyss.
If these people went, they would just be throwing their lives away. Many people were moved, feeling a type of heavy weight.
Everyone knew that even if they had a few great killing weapons in their hands, it wouldn't be enough. At most, they would be able to hit the saints once. The ancient saints were born, and their movements were as fast as lightning. Their speed was too fast, and it was impossible for them to hit them a second time.
"This is a group of great demons who value friendship. What a pity that they are all going to die. If they were to charge over like this, it would be a little tragic. They would be smacked to death by a saint and turned into a bloody paste."
Some people sighed. They felt that it was truly lamentable for them to charge into the abyss like this. No one would be able to survive.
"Are there any saints left? Are they just going to watch him die like this? Please take action. The heavenly knights are notorious, and they should indeed be stopped!"
Some people couldn't stand it any longer and called out on various platforms. They wanted to invite a few old saints to help Chu Feng resolve this fatal disaster and save the great demons of Kunlun.
However, there were also discordant voices, and they weren't few in number.
For instance, some evolvers who were hostile to Chu Feng were now all smiles and celebrating. They were all happy to see this scene.
"Oh, it seems like the recently rising group of people from Earth are all going to be killed. They're rushing over to throw their lives away. In my opinion, this isn't loyalty, but stupidity like a donkey."
At the same time, there were people who didn't lack cosmic dollars. With a smile, they said, "Fellow Daoists, who's willing to go and watch the battle and see how Demon Chu is destroyed? Take a picture of his terrifying death. It'll be worth recalling in the future."
"Oh, that makes sense. Let's go together and see Chu Feng die miserably. Let's see if he'll kneel down and beg for mercy. I'm looking forward to it, haha …"
"Everyone, it's probably too late to go like this. How powerful are the saints? One slap is enough to slap Chu Feng to death. Don't tell me we're going to see his remains?"
"No, the saints haven't made their move yet. It's said that Chu Feng is fleeing towards the abyss, so no one dares to detonate it there. The saints are also very cautious, so we can still make it if we rush over."
At this time, the atmosphere was very heavy whether it was the Dameng Pure Land or the Quasi-immortal Race. Should they send a saint to save Chu Feng?
In reality, there was no time to waste. If they were one step late, they wouldn't even have time to collect his corpse. The heavenly knight would certainly turn him into a bloody mist.
Qin Luoyin didn't say a word. She only held the little Daoist's hand and stood outside the saint's dwelling, waiting silently. That was because she had already finished begging and saying anything more was useless.
There was a group of golden body old monsters around them. Many of them had come to ask for orders and didn't hesitate to follow them into the abyss.
"This time, we're throwing caution to the wind. After all, he's already the son-in-law of the Dameng Pure Land. We'll do our best to protect him!"
In the depths of the pure land, two elders didn't waste any time and rushed into the wormhole. Additionally, another elder walked out from a stone wall. A total of three saints charged into the abyss.
"Thank you, saints!" Qin Luoyin led the little Daoist in kowtowing.
However, the three old saints knew that they most likely wouldn't succeed because their numbers couldn't compare to the other party.
Especially after the Corpse Race, Deity Race, and Spirit Race found out, how could they watch them save people? They also had to dispatch the last saint in their race once more!
At this moment, in the Quasi-saint Race, the silver-haired little lolita was begging her third uncle. She shook his arm continuously and said anxiously, "Third uncle, quickly ask your two uncles to come into being. If you don't go, Chu Feng will be killed by someone. This is extremely urgent, hurry up!"
This quasi-saint sighed and said, "Sigh, didn't the race not reach a consensus? After all, Wu Lunhui hasn't truly become dao companions with the Exiled Immortal. This can be considered his final test. Also, he's Chu Feng. If the saintesses of both our races marry the same person in the future, how will the various races in the universe view us? "
"We won't save him just because he hasn't become dao companions? What nonsense are you saying? He's clearly going to commit murder together with him! " The silver-haired little lolita was anxious. She glared with wide eyes and grabbed the old man's beard. "The entire starry sky knows that we chose Wu Lunhui. How can we not save him now? I know it must be those people in the race who oppose the marriage. Those old fellows want to take this opportunity to sit and watch Chu Feng die. Then, they'll have an excuse to break away from this engagement. Their hearts are vicious! "
"Why are you so anxious?" The old man stroked her head.
"How can I not be anxious? If I don't go and save people now, I can only collect the corpse!"
Very soon, someone reported that a woman on the Flying Immortal Planet was asking to see them. She also delivered an important letter.
After the Quasi-saint Race's third uncle opened the letter, he discovered that there were only a few lines of words. They were very simple and plain.
That woman told them that they didn't need to save Chu Feng, but they had to put on a show and invite the three saints to the vicinity of the abyss. They didn't need to make a move and just needed to stand there.
Moreover, the letter helped the Quasi-saint Race analyze that even if Chu Feng died there and was killed, it wouldn't make the evolvers of various races in the universe feel disgusted with the Quasi-saint Race.
"We naturally know this, and it's also what we're worried about. If we don't make a move, people will indeed not be able to continue watching. Even if they don't dare to say anything in front of us, they'll still stab us in the back." The third uncle nodded.
Then, he turned around and disappeared to meet the saints.
As one of the top three races in the universe, their foundations were naturally deep and terrifying. Within an ancient palace, a few saints were sitting cross-legged. They could endure the loneliness and didn't go to the primal chaos universe to fight for fortunes.
"Oh, then I'll go. It's indeed not good if I don't appear," said an old woman. She stood up with primal chaos around her and was exceptionally powerful.
The third uncle said, "Grand-aunt, I'm afraid you can't go alone. The number of people is too few."
"What? You still think it's too few? Heh, even if I don't make a move, going there to confront them can also be considered helping, "said the old woman coldly.
"Yes, it's better if three people go." Within the palace, the primal chaos pervaded the air. An old man whose hair was almost completely gone spoke. He stood up and called out to another person.
"Let's go. It's not good to go too late."
"Yes, I think the old fellows from the Corpse Race and the Deity Race will definitely appear and stop us at the abyss. We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's catch up."
The three people disappeared from the palace as they spoke.
The third uncle sighed lightly. This was the only way. The opinions in the race weren't unified, and the resistance mainly came from the influential saints.
On the Flying Immortal Planet, Lady Xi watched as the letter was taken by someone and sent into the transmission domain. She turned around and left without a moment's delay.
"Chu Feng, according to what you said, I've delivered the letter and gradually muddied the waters. Doing so will definitely attract the saints of the Xilin clan, the Corpse Race, and the Sky-Piercer to appear one after another. They'll go to the abyss to obstruct Earth's so-called 'allies'. But aren't you afraid of collapsing by doing this? If we're really careless, all of us will die miserably! "
Lady Xi's expression was exceptionally solemn. She knew that this time, Chu Feng had gone too far. If he succeeded, he would shake the universe, but if he failed, he would die without a burial ground. It would be fairly miserable.
Naturally, she could see that Chu Feng was full of gamblers. He wanted to stir up a cosmic hurricane on top of the original storm and involve even more saints!
At the same time, the Yellow Cattle of Kunlun hadn't set out yet. It was using Chu Feng's golden account to post on the Origin Beast Platform.
It clearly stated that it had been entrusted by Chu Feng to issue a sky-high reward for the help of the saints in the universe. It didn't ask for them to take action, but as long as they went to the abyss and helped Chu Feng block a saint, they wouldn't need to kill each other and would be given the resources they wanted.
"What? Divine medicines, divine techniques, and ultimate breathing techniques? These can all become rewards!?"
The starry skies were instantly in an uproar.
"Just because you say so?" Some people didn't believe it.
"Of course. What did Chu Feng rely on to rise? If he didn't have these ultimate breathing techniques and divine techniques, how could he look down on this generation of people in the universe and be unrivaled in the starry skies?! Please be at ease. If Chu Feng doesn't pay, the whole universe will kill him. Every race is a witness! "
Yellow Cattle threw caution to the wind and shouted on the platform.
Of course, it didn't say anything definite because the divine medicines mentioned earlier could also be used as rewards.
"Heh, there's no need to kill. I'll go find an old friend and have a chat with him. I'll block his way and confront him!"
Someone really set out for the abyss.
In the Corpse Race, within an ancient palace that was shrouded in ghastly aura, yin fog and dense chaotic energy, an ancient Saint who was all skin and bones opened his eyes and said, "After such a long time, you still haven't slapped that remnant to death? Killing his ancestors back then didn't take much effort! "
"Old ancestor, only a short while has passed. Moreover, that brat isn't afraid of death and is wandering around the edge of the abyss without a care for his life. Even saints don't dare attack for fear of detonating that area. Additionally, the Dameng Pure Land, the Quasi-Immortal Race, and some rogue saints have set out and arrived outside the abyss. The situation isn't good and they've restrained the eight saints. "
"Yes, since that's the case, I'll also set out. I haven't been active for a long time since the ancient war." This emaciated old man was an ancient saint who had personally massacred the rising saints of Earth.
There were two more people following him. In addition to the saint from the Corpse Race who had already rushed to the abyss, almost everyone had set out!
The same thing was happening in the Netherworld Race, the Deity Race, and the others. They found out that other saints had intervened and wanted to save Chu Feng and the others, so they immediately set out.
"Oh, I'll go and intercept them. It's impossible for outsiders to save that little demon Chu Feng. Even a Celestial Venerable can't save him today!
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