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Chapter 984

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Yuan Mo clenched his teeth and suppressed his anger. He felt extremely humiliated, but he was injured and some of his bones were broken. He had been seriously injured by the people of the Yang Realm, so he would only be humiliated if he went up now.

"Let's go!" he called out to Zi Luan.

Zi Luan was usually lively and tsundere, but now she was dispirited and her large eyes were dim. Her body was trembling slightly after being berated. She was somewhat afraid.

Without a doubt, the people of the Yang Realm were extremely unfriendly to them. Even one of her arms was broken and she couldn't lift it up. Moreover, it looked like she had been injured not long ago.

The two lowered their heads and walked toward the so-called refugee camp.

"You really don't know the rules. Don't you know your own status?" The person from the Yang Realm shot them a glance and then stared at Zi Luan's beautiful back with a burning gaze.

Yuan Mo and Zi Luan were once related to Chu Feng. The higher-ups demanded that these two stay behind and not attack. Otherwise, it was reckoned that Yuan Mo would die and Zi Luan wouldn't have a good ending either.

The descendants of the Great Martial Deity rode on the qilin chariot. Their snow-white robes fluttered in the wind and emitted a holy radiance. They had already passed, leaving behind cries of alarm.

The contrast between before and after was too great.

Chu Feng saw all of this and wanted to attack immediately. However, he didn't want to involve Yuan Mo and Zi Luan for the time being. It didn't matter to him as he could kill or escape.

But if possible, he still wanted to send the two into a suitable sect in the Yang Realm.

"I'm starting to miss Demon King Chu. Sigh, I really want to see him beat that person up and smash that hateful face of his. I wonder how Chu Feng is doing and where he is," Zi Luan whispered. Her nose was slightly sour.

Chu Feng followed step by step and looked for an opportunity. His gaze gradually turned cold until they had left the so-called refugee camp area.

"Get out of the way! The emissary with the blood of a deity has arrived. What are you surrounding him for? Get out of the way!" The person from the Yang Realm in charge of clearing the way shouted. It was still the same person from before.

When the deities and young disciples of the Yang Realm came over, they were accompanied by people like them. They were responsible for leading the way and clearing the way.

He didn't have a good attitude towards the evolvers of the broken universe, but it was better than facing the people of the Underworld in the refugee camps.

At this moment, Chu Feng walked over and shouted at that person, "What are you barking for? Ever since you people from the Yang Realm came, you've been bossy and bossy. It's fine if you look down on people from the Yang Realm, but you're also looking down on evolvers from the Chaotic Universe. What happened to treating everyone equally?"

"What did you say?" The man's face immediately darkened as he turned around.

This was a group that was in charge of receiving the envoys and geniuses from various places. Right now, quite a few people were turning around to look.

"Don't you understand human language? Which clan are you from? You're from the Tiangou clan, right? " Even though Chu Feng had just arrived at the Primal Chaos Universe, he had long ago learned this universe's language very fluently by relying on his powerful soul light.

On the other side, when the person from the Yang Realm heard this, he flew into a rage out of humiliation. Although he was very high-profile and his words were very disrespectful, he still felt that he was being targeted and challenged when someone shouted at him in public.

"Are you courting death?!" He was sinister.

However, someone at the side pulled him back. He was afraid that things would blow up and arouse public anger. "We've always attached importance to geniuses. For example, the strongest descendants of the Banished Immortal Cave, Amitabha Temple, and Origin Demon Palace are all treated with solemn respect and enjoy the treatment of geniuses from the Yang Realm."

And that person who was pulled back had a sunken face again as he stared at Chu Feng and said, "As for people like you, if you're jealous and want to stir up trouble, you should first weigh your own weight. Otherwise, you might as well just go to the refugee camp and be done with it."

"You guys are pretty good at changing the topic. What I'm talking about is a common phenomenon. You guys are very arrogant and have humiliated the majority of evolvers from our Chaotic Universe." Chu Feng had an unconvinced look. After that, he deliberately put on an arrogant and frivolous attitude and said, "What's so great about people from the Yang Realm? I can fight ten of you alone!"

Immediately, the surroundings went into an uproar.

The eyes of the evolvers in the dilapidated universe flickered. Some people were watching the show with a smile and had an indifferent attitude. There were also people who were disdainful and felt that he didn't know the difference between life and death. There were also people who were a little excited because they similarly felt uncomfortable with the words and actions of the people from the Yang Realm and hoped that they could teach them a lesson.

"I'm guessing that your sect must be very afraid right now and is thinking of how to grovel and beg for forgiveness from me. Brat, you're still inexperienced. Heh heh, don't cause the death of your sect, idiot!"

That person from the Yang Realm smiled faintly, but it was a little cold and he had a look of contempt on his face.

"What are you pretending to be? This young master can fight ten of you alone and you're still talking about my sect? I only have one senior brother. If he was here with his violent temper, he would've long since slapped you to death. Scum, get over here. This young master doesn't believe in heresy. I'll teach you how to be a person with one hand!" Chu Feng let loose a lot of nonsense.

Of course, his current appearance had long since changed greatly, so others couldn't recognize him.

The people in the surroundings were stunned. There was a lot of noise here and many evolvers were speechless. This was really a hothead. He actually wanted to fight to the death with the people from the Yang Realm.

On the other side, Wang Juncheng's face was ashen. This was the first time he met someone who dared to call him scum after coming to this universe. Even that Thorny Yuan Mo was only unconvinced and used action to resist. He wouldn't be so blunt and crude, but this youth actually dared to look down on him so openly.

"Get over here!" he roared.

He came from the Extreme Martial Sect and was considered an outer mountain disciple. He was in charge of reception and so on. Those who could enter a sect founded by a Celestial Venerable weren't ordinary people.

He thought highly of himself here and was looked down upon by the people of this universe. Moreover, he was insulted in front of the descendants of the Great Martial Celestial Venerable. This made the veins on his forehead pop.

In the distance, Fairy Fei Ling and the other young envoys from the various sects from the Yang Realm hadn't gone far yet. They all turned their heads and paid attention to this side.

"Do you know what to say? If you want to get lost, then get lost. Come over here, I'm sure you're from the Heavenly Dog Race. Your mouth is full of dog blood and you want to mock me. "

Chu Feng looked like he deserved a beating. He straightened his neck and slanted his eyes. He looked at him disdainfully and put on an extremely disdainful and contemptuous attitude.

Bang!

Wang Juncheng felt as if the blood in his body was about to explode. His hair stood on end and his eyes were like lightning. He rushed over in large strides and wished he could slap Chu Feng to death.

"Wait a moment, I want to have a fair battle with you!" shouted Chu Feng.

"You're courting death. Why are you still wasting time!" Wang Juncheng said sinisterly. He was very tall and well-built. His skin was bronze and his arms were very long. He looked like a baboon.

Chu Feng shouted and said, "Nonsense, I'm a genius. I've cultivated to the level of a quasi-saint at a young age. I reckon you've only reached the saint level after suffering for a few hundred years. Do you dare to have a battle with me at the same level?"

Wan Juncheng felt as if he had eaten a dead mouse. He wasn't weak and was a saint from the Yang Realm, so he was naturally no small matter. Moreover, he didn't become a saint after cultivating for a few hundred years. Although it couldn't be considered godlike, it wasn't slow either.

"Old Wang, get on that arena that restricts realms and have a fair battle with him," someone shouted. The people from the Yang Realm couldn't stand it anymore. They had to establish their might and take down this thorn. Otherwise, it would be too outrageous.

There was an arena not far away. It was used to select geniuses and could also be freely challenged.

It was cast from a special reddish-brown rock. It was said to be a special stone material dug out from the primal chaos. It was sturdy and immortal, and even the Illuminator couldn't damage it.

"Are you sure that you're standing on this arena because you've been sealed and you want to have a fair battle with me? You're not planning to cheat, are you?" Chu Feng was suspicious.

He was already standing on this arena, looking at the bronze-skinned, strong, and ape-like Wang Juncheng opposite him.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Wang Juncheng was furious and wanted nothing more than to slap him to death.

"I'm afraid you'll be shameless and use your saint energy to blast me to death. Why don't I find someone to confirm it?" Chu Feng dilly-dallied and many people were speechless.

"Are you done?!" Wang Juncheng wanted to beat him to death but was forcefully restraining himself.

"If I accidentally kill you, I won't have to take responsibility, right?" Chu Feng asked.

Many people below the arena looked at each other speechlessly. This person was too overconfident, wasn't he?

"Go to hell!" Wang Juncheng couldn't take it anymore and immediately pounced over. His bronze-colored palm was like a millstone and was full of runes that drew a mysterious trajectory.

However, Chu Feng jumped off the arena and ran away just like that.

Everyone was speechless. What was the meaning of this?

"Wait a minute. I haven't even finished speaking and you're already trying to kill me. Do you have a guilty conscience?!" Chu Feng shouted from afar.

Finally, a few legendary figures from the chaotic universe appeared and guaranteed that the battle would be fair and there would be no problem.

Chu Feng jumped onto the arena again and said, "One last question. If I accidentally blast you into dregs, I won't have to take responsibility. After all, you were dregs to begin with. What I want to ask is, can I still challenge the descendants of Fairy Fei Ling and the Great Martial Heavenly Lord?"

The group of people was dumbfounded. This person was too confident. What kind of situation was this? He dared to taunt and provoke like this. It was a little blind and arrogant.

Chu Feng dared to do this because he had the strength and confidence. It didn't matter if he was exposed. He would just kill him!

As for now, he would "legally" kill him and beat him to his heart's content.

Wang Juncheng's body was trembling. This was going too far. He, a saint from the Yang Realm, was actually being bullied by someone from this universe. It was too embarrassing. He directly rushed forward.

"If you have the ability, then deal with me. You don't have to be responsible for my life or death. You can also challenge the descendants of Fairy Fei Ling and the Great Martial Heavenly Lord!"

Then, people discovered that Chu Feng was trembling in an exaggerated manner.

"I'm so excited. I can't wait. I really want to catch a few descendants of Heavenly Venerables to play with!"

The group of people was dumbfounded and speechless!

Of course, there were some people who wanted to remind him. How could he use "head" as a unit of measurement?

After the people from the Yang Realm reacted, they really wanted to berate him. Play? F * ck you!

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