Chapter 1061: Flying High and Arrogant

Chu Feng was enraged. Encountering this youth was utterly inexplicable; the boy was so arrogant, immediately trying to shoot him with an iron arrow and steal the Meng Po Soup from his hand.

He prepared himself, realizing the group opposite him were not benevolent. A divine radiance erupted, and the entire group advanced, seemingly protecting the youth as if he were the moon surrounded by stars.

Leading the charge was naturally the large dog, its entire body a dark red, as if it had been perpetually fighting and bathed in the blood of various beasts, giving its fur a sanguine hue.

This dog, over four meters tall, stirred up a gale as it ran, sending sand and stones flying, and emanating a strong scent of blood.

Chu Feng's face hardened with a cold expression. He had no prior grievance with the youth, yet the boy was trying to seize his opportunity and unleash a dog to harm him.

"Red Lion, bite him hard, tear him to shreds!"

The youth shouted from behind, a cruel smile on his face, giving orders indifferently, intending for the massive, ferocious dog to tear apart the child by the sinkhole.

Such words and his cold expression revealed his cruel nature and disregard for life. He seemed to view the situation as nothing more than a hunt in the mountains, giving it no serious thought.

"Roar!"

Upon hearing this, the dog's malevolence intensified. Its growl, muffled like thunder, grew fiercer, its dark red fur bristled, and its snow-white fangs looked terrifying.

"Haha..."

Behind them, the group was unconcerned and utterly devoid of sympathy. They watched, laughing heartily and finding amusement, as a massive dog, as tall as a house, prepared to pounce on a young child.

Chu Feng dodged with a whoosh, not retaliating immediately. He was more concerned about the powerful evolvers within the group, who posed a significant threat.

Meanwhile, the large dog, its mouth reeking of blood, let out a brutal, thunderous bark and lunged forward fiercely.

"Haha, Red Lion, move faster! Can't you even knock down a child?"

"You're a beast that dared to kill mountain dragons and single-handedly slaughtered an entire village! Don't be so gentle!"

Someone behind them jeered and shouted, revealing cruel facts about the beast's past, urging the ferocious dog to attack more swiftly.

Chu Feng's gaze sharpened as he dodged again, activating geomagnetism and harnessing the profound magnetic energy within the terrain to begin moving the stone coffin!

Both the Dragon Lair and the sinkhole were part of the "Heaven Gourd" terrain, rich in magnetic rocks and even magnetic marrow. Such areas allowed Chu Feng to leverage their power.

"Roar!"

The dark red beast roared, covering over ten meters in a single leap, carrying a gust of wind and a腥smell as it charged closer.

Along the way, it snapped some trees and cracked rocks with its thick paws, sending soil and stones scattering.

"Such a small frame, but agile movements! Still, it's not even enough to be a snack for Red Lion; one paw strike will turn him into a meat patty!"

People behind mocked him, watching with cruel enthusiasm and excitement as if a human tragedy was about to unfold.

"Buzz!"

Leveraging geomagnetism, Chu Feng employed profound field manipulation techniques to move the stone coffin remotely, then abruptly slammed it towards the lunging beast.

Had he not been so young and his own strength limited, he could have unleashed a powerful killing technique simply by utilizing this terrain!

"Aow!" The ferocious dog, its foot-long red fur flying, grew even more savage as it leaped into mid-air and swooped down towards Chu Feng.

Its body was exceptionally strong, bulging with muscles. It had a square head, large ears, and its scarlet mouth was wide open, revealing gleaming white fangs and exuding a potent killing aura.

At that moment, the stone coffin seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand, swinging open and slamming with a loud thud in mid-air, striking the ferocious dog squarely.

In mid-air, the beast was instantly smashed into a bloody mess, screaming from the immense impact. Its spine was broken, and a large patch of its fur was torn off.

How incredibly hard was the stone coffin's material?

The dog then roared, a whimpering sound mixed in. Moments ago, it had been surging with ferocity, but now its tail was tucked between its legs as it struggled desperately.

However, as it was slammed to the ground by the stone coffin, its blood surged out, and its body rapidly withered.

"Take it easy!" Chu Feng secretly transmitted a message, fearing that his "second brother," who harbored resentment, might go too far and make the scene overly bloody and terrifying.

The dog landed motionless, covered in blood that pooled on the ground. After enduring two heavy blows, its spine and skull were both shattered; it had died a gruesome death.

"You're seeking death, daring to kill my beloved dog! Kill him!" the youth commanded, seated on a mount resembling a Pegasus, covered in crimson scales.

His face was grim, his eyes cold. He drew his large bow, strung an iron arrow, and fired it forward.

Swish, swish, swish!

One figure after another lunged forward, agile and powerful.

Chu Feng dodged, using the stone coffin to block the iron arrow. With a bang, the arrow shattered into a cloud of iron dust. How could it possibly shake the stone coffin?

"Heavens, is that Sky Gold Stone? A rare, wondrous material from heaven and earth, capable of refining Celestial Venerable-grade secret treasures! Heavens, this is the most sacred artifact! To see such a large piece here, and for someone to have fashioned it into a coffin, is such a waste!"

Behind him, an old man with a head full of small braids cried out, utterly thrilled.

Simultaneously, divine radiance emanated from him, originating from a clay pot in his hand that diffused a holy glow.

Swish, swish, swish!

Six or seven people rushed forward together, radiating chilling killing intent. Each extended a large hand, reaching for Chu Feng as if eager to slap him to death.

"Everyone, move aside!"

From the rear, the old man with braids shouted loudly, his eyes burning with intense desire as he fixed his gaze on the stone coffin.

This time, Chu Feng activated geomagnetism, enveloping himself and the stone coffin. With resolute determination, he abruptly tumbled down the Sky Abyss, simply leaping into it.

"Don't make a sound!" Chu Feng transmitted telepathically.

Otherwise, he feared the Nine Nether Demon would scream.

In fact, the Nine Nether Demon was scared out of its wits; it did not want to re-enter the underworld.

"Come back, leave the ultimate treasure!"

The old man activated a secret art, his palm and fingers glowing as he reached down into the Sky Abyss, intending to retrieve the stone coffin.

In truth, Chu Feng's primary concern had been this old man, sensing a divine aura from him. He felt slightly relieved upon discovering it originated from the clay pot in the old man's hand.

Now, Chu Feng was very cooperative, throwing the stone coffin out of the sinkhole.

The stone coffin shot upwards and was seized by the old man's colossal blue energy hand, which then brought it before him.

"Haha, it truly is Sky Gold Stone! This is an unparalleled material for crafting, a rare treasure! If fashioned into an alchemy furnace, its effects would be supreme. Today, it is my destiny to acquire this great fortune; I have hope of becoming a saint!"

The old man laughed heartily, utterly smug and content.

Chu Feng instantly hid inside the stone jar, fearing the old man would capture him. He was even prepared to use his past life's Dao Fruit, but he then realized the old man was overly excited and only had eyes for the stone coffin.

At the same time, he realized he had overestimated the opponent's strength. The old man was merely a Half-Saint; all the strange phenomena emanated from the aura of the clay pot in his hand.

On this vast land, Half-Saints could not lift off the ground or fly.

"Sixth Master, this coffin is actually a rare treasure?" The youth, seated on the red-scaled beast, asked in surprise. His eyes narrowed, glinting sharply, as he too wanted a share of the material.

The others also gathered around to examine the stone coffin.

The stone coffin remained silent and still. This was, of course, due to the Nine Nether Demon's complete cooperation. It was greedier than anyone, wishing to drain everyone's vital blood essence, so it was waiting for them all to get closer.

Otherwise, when it dealt with the large dog, it wouldn't have just let its blood spill onto the ground; it would have absorbed it all. Everything was done to avoid revealing its true nature and scaring them away.

"Look, the patterns on this stone coffin are intricate, and the craftsmanship is exquisite. It clearly comes from the hand of a master, imbued with astonishing Dao rhythms. These carvings alone are treasures! Hmm, I wonder if there are more treasures inside this coffin, as this is definitely not something an ordinary person could use. In life... it must have belonged to at least a Celestial Venerable."

The old man with braids, his voice trembling slightly towards the end, was incredibly excited. This might have been the greatest opportunity of his life.

"I have a premonition," he said, his voice trembling, "this is... an unparalleled stroke of good fortune!"

The stone coffin remained silent. The Nine Nether Demon had not yet acted, wanting to wait for the group to fully comprehend the situation and then go after Chu Feng, preferably eliminating its "sworn elder brother."

Chu Feng waited for a moment, listening to their chatter. He reacted sharply, immediately sensing something was amiss. Given the Nine Nether Demon's nature, how could it be so benevolent and not act yet? Was it trying to trick him?

"Go find that youth, capture him alive for me!" the old man indeed commanded.

The youth sneered, saying, "Tear off one of his arms, break both his legs, and then bring him here. I believe he hasn't committed suicide in the sinkhole but is merely hiding beneath the stone cliff!"

"Idiots! There's a ferocious creature in the coffin you're holding! Throw it away quickly!"

From a distance, Chu Feng shouted loudly, forcing the Nine Nether Demon to act quickly.

Everyone present was momentarily stunned, but they reacted quickly. Some instantly retreated with lightning speed, while others, utterly composed, sneered disdainfully, refusing to believe him and thinking he was trying to deceive them.

However, the Nine Nether Demon itself had to believe Chu Feng's words, and it instantly panicked. How could it allow its captured prey to escape? It feared losing everything.

It erupted, unleashing a terrifying blood mist that enveloped everything within a ten-meter radius. The area instantly transformed into a hellish realm.

"Ah..."

Screams erupted one after another, with the Half-Saint suffering the most. He was the first to be affected, his face still contorted in a smile from moments earlier, when he had declared this to be the greatest opportunity of his life.

As a result, his smile froze, not even having time to vanish before his body began to wither, becoming skin and bones in an instant.

"Ah, ah..."

His companions also shrieked and struggled fiercely. Only a few managed to break free, but they too were emaciated, looking as if they had aged thousands of years, and collapsed nearby.

These were the quick-reacting individuals who had rushed out upon hearing Chu Feng's "warning," escaping the ten-meter death zone.

However, all those who had remained calm and dismissive were now absorbed onto the stone coffin.

The Nine Nether Demon, displeased, retorted, "Sworn brother, what do you mean by interfering with my collection of vital essence? Are we still good brothers? Can we still roam the world with our swords together?"

"You're accusing me first, like the villain! You stood by just now; were you trying to use others to kill me?!"

With a resounding boom, Chu Feng activated geomagnetism, vibrating the stone coffin. Crackling sounds followed as desiccated corpses clattered to the ground, a brazen act of snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

The Nine Nether Demon, enraged, cried out, "Ah, what are you doing?! These are all my blood provisions! That's incredibly unfair!"

"You..." The youth hadn't died, but despite his young age, his temples had already turned gray. It was impossible to tell how much life potential had been stripped from him; his bones were visible through his slackened skin. Very weak, he collapsed beside his crimson-scaled mount.

The old man with braids had died. Despite being the strongest, a Half-Saint, he suffered the most gruesome death.

Dried corpses lay scattered on the ground. Ultimately, only four people survived, and all were in an extreme state of decay.

"How dull. I originally thought I, the Divine King, would have to act personally, but I didn't expect my second brother's single inhalation to be unstoppable!"

"Divine King, my foot!" The Nine Nether Demon was utterly disdainful, refusing to believe it in the slightest.

Chu Feng walked over and, with a *bang*, kicked the youth flying.

"Don't kill me! Everything is negotiable. I can tell you about a shocking place of immense opportunity!" The youth was no longer arrogant but pleaded softly.