Chapter 1130: Worship and Adoration

“Haha…” The red-haired youth laughed, his face full of disdain. In his eyes, his intended target was utterly clueless and dared to speak so presumptuously.

In the history of evolution, who didn't know the terror of the Desolate Clan? Their lineage was so powerful that they awe-inspired the world, establishing themselves as a distinct race with an innate suppression over ordinary humans.

The red-haired youth, Mo Feng, looked down disdainfully and said, "Where did this rogue cultivator come from? A mere nobody like you dares to speak of a Human King? Kneel!"

A layer of purplish-red aura appeared around his body. The moment it manifested, it was terrifying, carrying a unique divine charm. Then, an aura seemingly from prehistory spread, grand and ancient, vast and awe-inspiring.

Within that aura, figures were blurry, but one could vaguely discern them suppressing human souls!

Inside the aura, a presumed Human King stood with hands behind his back, gazing down upon the world from above the vast heavens. Below, countless beings bowed and worshipped him in boundless numbers.

Moreover, various sounds emanated, as billions of beings chanted "Human King" and prayed devoutly.

"The ritual is complete, the vow is established! Our clan shall be a branch of the Human King!"

Below the figure standing high in the heavens, a human-like creature shouted. For a moment, it seemed as if an agreement had been reached, and the countless human cultivators prostrated themselves once more.

Immediately, Chu Feng's scalp tingled, and his soul throbbed. He felt an oppressive force spanning the river of time, as if crushing him from prehistory!

Was this a pact, a common reverence for the Human King?

The ancestor of this red-haired youth was truly extraordinary. Had he once protected humanity, or had he dominated the primeval lands and commanded the entire Yang Realm?

Chu Feng was deeply shaken. The so-called "Human King's Domain" released by his opponent contained too much information, transmitted from the most ancient era.

At that time, who were humanity's enemies? What dark calamities afflicted the Yang Realm in that era?

Boom!

A supreme aura spread within the Human King's Domain, seemingly specifically targeting ordinary humans, commanding all corners of the world to adhere to the agreement.

"Seeing me is like seeing the Human King! Why do you not prostrate yourself?!" Mo Feng bellowed, his eyes glowing eerily, his red hair swirling. He looked down on Chu Feng from above.

Chu Feng indeed felt an indescribable sense of urgency, a deterrent pressure stemming from the past scenes reflected within the purplish-red aura.

However, he was not afraid. Having reached this stage, standing firm in the Golden Body realm, how could he kneel before someone of the same evolutionary level?

Moreover, he also possessed extraordinary blood within him, which was called the "Human King's bloodline" in the Lesser Netherworld, though he didn't know if it was true.

Boom!

Without him even consciously resisting, the originally bright red blood within him suddenly turned blue, vibrant and translucent, a mesmerizing crystalline blue.

Instantly, all pressure around him receded. The so-called Human King's Domain was repelled by the blue radiance he emitted.

The Donkey Spirit had already retreated to a considerable distance behind him, his heart pounding, not daring to approach.

"Hmm?!" Mo Feng was astonished. How could someone resist like this?

One had to understand that once their clan appeared, they could suppress humans everywhere, as if by an innate restraint, adhering to certain rules contained within the Human King's Domain.

Today, he had encountered a rogue cultivator, a clearly human youth, and he had actually failed!

"Kneel!" Mo Feng shouted.

"You're crazy, but I'm not. What are you, a piece of shit? You should be the one kneeling!" Chu Feng had already soared upwards, reaching a higher position to meet Mo Feng's gaze. His blue blood surged, and an ancient aura actually emerged within his bloodstream, forming an inviolable glow that spread outwards.

Outside his body, a mysterious aura mixed with vital energy, illuminated by various rune fragments within the blood waterfall, appeared colorful and impenetrable.

Around Chu Feng's body, it was as if there was a mysterious, close-fitting battle armor, made of supreme Human King runes that had vanished in time, intertwining to make him stand aloof and proud, like an insurmountable monument.

"Boom!"

Mo Feng dared not delay, sensing the unfavorable situation. The moment Chu Feng ascended, he immediately activated the purplish-red aura around his body, reinforcing the Human King's Domain, making the blurry figures and ancient sounds within it clearer, intending to intimidate the human rogue cultivator youth before him.

However, this time it was even more disadvantageous for him. The colorful radiance emanating from the youth in front of him burst forth, and with a crash, it actually shattered a corner of the Human King's Domain.

This sent a chill down Mo Feng's spine.

"Someone dares to contend with a Human King bloodline?!"

He felt a prickle of fear. He knew well that no clan could claim to be absolutely supreme; there would always be natural enemies capable of contention.

The Human King's Domain was the same. Not all humans feared it; some individuals underwent mutations, and purely by bloodline, let alone their spirit or strength, they could almost contend with them!

Of course, the most extreme case was encountering a Human King hidden among ordinary people; that situation would be even worse.

If their bloodline was stronger than his, it would be extremely dangerous, a nemesis to their clan.

Boom!

The vertical eye on Mo Feng's forehead opened. Although it hadn't evolved to the level of the "Wisdom Eye" yet, and couldn't steal all the secret texts of the world or control the life and death of enemies, it still possessed the power to shock cultivators of the same level.

From his vertical eye, a purplish-red light shot out, like a bolt of lightning, striking towards Chu Feng. Nothing was faster than this death-dealing electro-optic discharge. Within thirty feet, it would be extremely difficult to evade.

Golden symbols flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, and after being augmented by the blue blood's aura, they became a dazzling and astonishing blue-gold.

With a crash, he shattered the purplish-red light, turning it into scattered specks of energy.

All of this happened in a flash. From their conversation to the start of their fight, it was incredibly fast. Chu Feng stepped forward, moving like a bolt of lightning.

He prepared to throw a punch, intending to unleash the fist-seal he had comprehended from the so-called ultimate scripture obtained from Meng Gu Dao.

However, as he drew closer, an anomaly occurred: the blue blood within him boiled, seemingly stimulated by his entry into the opponent's domain.

A muffled roar resonated, like the splitting of heaven. Chu Feng's vital energy surged outside his body, clashing fiercely with the purplish-red Human King's Domain.

"It's really... Human King's blood?!" The red-haired youth was utterly shocked and terrified. He had never imagined encountering such prey today.

How could he hunt now? When two kings met, one must be injured. Especially since he felt his own Human King's blood was slightly at a disadvantage, being suppressed, and even his own domain was dimming.

"How is this possible? You're just a rogue cultivator, you..." His expression suddenly changed. Could this be a direct descendant or core youth from one of the other Desolate Human branches, truly a young Human King with deep roots?

In an instant, his composure was shattered.

However, upon careful thought, the opponent shouldn't be. According to his clan elders, it didn't match. Those clans, though incredibly powerful, had nothing to do with the youth before him.

"It's not profound-yellow blood, not heavenly bone! Who exactly are you?!" He was aghast. This was a completely new Human King.

He immediately understood that his earlier ominous premonition had come true: this was a branch possessing the Human King's bloodline, dormant among ordinary humans!

Hadn't it been said that such clans had vanished, eroded by time, their bloodlines constantly diluted until they were severed?

"That's it, a sudden mutation, a newly born Human King among ordinary humans!"

The red-haired youth, Mo Feng, understood now; he knew what was happening.

His reaction was swift. These thoughts flashed through his mind in the briefest moment, a mere flicker of his gaze. He didn't stop his actions, fiercely resisting throughout the process.

Chu Feng broke through the Human King's Domain; it was ineffective against him. He directly charged forward, raising his fist to strike.

After unleashing that fist technique, Chu Feng's body not only emitted blue light but also burst forth with the dazzling golden radiance from his fist-seal. His entire body appeared cast in gold, tinged with a hint of blue. Furthermore, this fist technique inherently carried a layer of crimson blood-light, forming a mysterious and intertwined brilliance.

Mo Feng was aghast. The Human King's Domain's enhancement had failed, which was terrifying. He suffered a backlash, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his soul trembling.

How was this possible? This was their clan ancestors' ultimate weapon, involving primeval vows and the fusion of mysterious Great Dao fragments, activated from within the blood!

This was his confidence. Even encountering a new Human King, he wouldn't be afraid. After all, the opponent only had a powerful bloodline and didn't possess the Human King's Domain refined by generations of Human Kings.

Indeed, Chu Feng didn't form such a special aura around his body, but he broke through it purely with power. He had no fear of the opponent's domain.

His blue blood hadn't formed a domain, but it was still terrifying.

Mo Feng glowed all over, even his ears, nose, and mouth spewed divine light. Rainbows shot from his seven orifices. He was exerting his utmost, unleashing various secret techniques to decisively kill Chu Feng.

Having been closed in on at such a close distance, his hair stood on end. He wished he could unleash all his trump cards to instantly kill this person.

However, he failed. In the fierce struggle, he lost the initiative; one misstep led to many. Most importantly, there was the backlash from the Human King's Domain!

The domain, in turn, suppressed him. After being impacted by Chu Feng's vital energy, it continuously disintegrated, then surged back into Mo Feng's own flesh and blood.

Mo Feng coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his eyes wide. He was terrified; it wasn't a defeat in combat, not that he couldn't contend with his opponent, but that he had fallen into a self-made quicksand of death.

Generations of kings from his lineage had meticulously studied the Human King's Domain, remaining aloof and superior. But now, it was affecting him directly – the primeval agreements and rules.

"Ah..."

He roared, covered in blood, with purplish-red fluid oozing from his seven orifices. Most terrifyingly, a suppression originating from his very soul, an inexplicable fear, made him unable to stand. Finally, his legs went limp, and he was about to kneel.

This was the strongest backlash!

Originally, it suppressed others, forcing them to worship him. Now, it had completely reversed.

"No!" He struggled with all his might.

But when Chu Feng's punch came, he was utterly powerless to resist. Even if he had strength, he couldn't unleash it. Though he possessed heaven-defying techniques, he had already trapped himself.

He flew horizontally, then could no longer support himself. Trembling, his knees gave way, his head bowed, and he uncontrollably knelt down.

In the distance, people didn't know what was happening because the blood waterfall blocked their view, and ethereal mist steamed up, effectively isolating divine sense exploration.

However, they knew that Mo Feng had entered that area to confront Chu Feng.

Many speculated that the rogue cultivator youth was in great trouble. After all, he was human, and facing the pressure from the Desolate Human Clan, facing the suppression from one possessing the Human King's bloodline, he was innately at a disadvantage.

The Mo clan was a family of kings among humans!

However, the events unfolding clearly exceeded their expectations and imagination.

The battle ceased. The occasional thunderous roars and dazzling lights emanating from there faded.

"The truth is revealed. Who will go and see?" someone spoke.

At this moment, whether it was Ying Zhexian, the Young Master of the Heng Clan, or the Little Golden Crow King, the group all felt there was no longer any suspense.

Shi Huang wore a smile, slightly reserved, saying nothing. After all, he had once been humiliated and didn't want to appear too eager now, but his expression alone conveyed everything.

Beside him, a cultivator following him immediately spoke for him, saying, "With the Desolate Human Clan appearing, is there any suspense left? That rogue cultivator is just a pitiful prey, already hunted!"

"Hehe..." Shi Huang still said nothing, but he smiled.

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