Chapter 1152: Great Killing Weapon Exterminates All Kings

Rage burned on Chu Feng’s handsome face, and his body trembled slightly. This was not due to fear, but an eruption of pure fury.

At his feet, the Northeastern Tiger's body was twisted in half, its bones shattered into countless pieces, and its flesh pulpy like mud. It was a truly gruesome sight.

Chu Feng quickly put it away, knowing that if a God King-level being struck it again, the Northeastern Tiger would be reduced to nothing but dust, not even bloody mud.

"Kill!" Chu Feng softly cried out. In his palm, he held a handful of Reincarnation Earth, and within it was a black wooden spear, no longer than a chopstick.

This object, however, embodied his boundless killing intent. He wanted to kill the Martial Maniac's descendant on the spot, eliminating this terrifying God King who practiced the Seven Deaths Body.

"Hmm?!"

He tried several times, but the black wooden spear showed no reaction. This was embarrassing. His fierce aura surged, and his hair flew wildly, but it was all thunder and no rain.

In fact, his loud shouts, enraged appearance, and boundless killing intent genuinely made the man covered in dark light feel a slight chill; he truly believed Chu Feng possessed a trump card.

This descendant of the Martial Maniac was engulfed in surging dark light. The light emanating from him shot skyward, tearing through the electromagnetic storm and causing the torrential bloody rain nearby to howl and scatter wildly.

Yet, nothing happened!

Not only him, but even the terrifying God King who had inherited Li's legacy was surprised.

As for Old Gu, he covered his forehead with a tender, youthful hand, feeling embarrassed for Chu Feng.

What's the point of shouting so loudly? Why don't you kill them?!

Old Gu's heart sank. He naturally knew how Chu Feng had killed God King Mo Lei at the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Waterfall, and how he had slain the pursuers from the Western Heaven organization. He had held great hope for this situation.

Yet, he had never expected it to misfire now.

"Kill!"

Chu Feng called out several more times, but it was still utterly useless. No black lightning, no revival of the dark, netherworld-like wooden spear occurred.

His own face felt hot. What kind of mess was this? It was too humiliating!

The key was that he hadn't successfully activated the black wooden spear, which meant both he and Old Gu were in danger. They would fall into a death trap, most likely following in the Northeastern Tiger's footsteps.

"Heh heh..." The man in crimson armor, who had inherited Li's legacy, laughed. It was a dismissive, cold, and eerily chilling laugh, his eyes dim and cold.

This was an insult, and even more, a sneer of contempt. Such posturing on a battlefield was truly comical. In his eyes, the opponent was too humble; to him, this was a weak evolutionist who could be easily crushed with a mere flick of the wrist.

In fact, he slapped out with his palm, an arrogant, disdainful, cold, and condescending strike. It was a very ostentatious and domineering slap aimed at Chu Feng's face, intending to make him explode and die a most undignified death.

"Can you do it?!" Old Gu was anxious and red-faced for Chu Feng, as whether they lived or died, whether they could reverse their fate, all depended on that broken wooden stick in Chu Feng's hand.

*Boom!*

At the same time, Old Gu made his move. A mist of blood and crimson light that tore through space surged around him as he collided with the attacking palm, blocking it for Chu Feng.

He wanted Chu Feng to go all out, to try the power of the black wooden spear again, and unleash the potential of this great weapon.

*Boom!*

The void trembled, and boundless cracks spread. Old Gu coughed up large mouthfuls of blood; his body indeed had a serious flaw, which was rapidly becoming apparent as time passed.

He couldn't block this person and suffered a great loss, performing far worse than before.

"An old man, inhabiting another body? I seem to have seen a record of someone who, in their later years, buried themselves in a celestial gold stone coffin. Don't tell me it's... Gu Chenhai?!"

This crimson-armored being, who had inherited Li's legacy, had a human physique and a tall, upright stature. His eyes were like abysses, as if they could devour souls, making him extremely terrifying.

He exuded an unimaginable sense of pressure, stepping forward and looking down from above. That domineering, aggressive gaze, as he looked down at Old Gu in his youthful body, was unbearable for ordinary God Kings; it would cause them to suffocate.

"You little brat who betrays your master and ancestors, have you forgotten whose teachings you received? And you walk with the Martial Maniac's descendant, have you no shame?!"

Old Gu gasped for air, his face pale and drained of color. He was too severely injured; if he wanted to continue fighting, he felt powerless.

At the same time, he truly felt boundless indignation and resentment. There was too much unwillingness and anger. How could people from his elder brother's lineage walk alongside those from the Martial Maniac's line?

The man in crimson armor was somewhat surprised and said, "It can't be you, can it, an old monster who has lived from prehistoric times... until now? That's quite interesting. If I capture you and put you in a cage to send to Martial Ultimate, that old man will most likely smile!"

As he finished speaking, he himself first laughed, a mix of excitement and agitation.

As for the "Martial Ultimate" he mentioned, it naturally referred to the Martial Maniac, spoken with reverence.

Old Gu's heart sank. His elder brother had taught three disciples back then; could it be that one of their lineages had completely fallen? This attitude made his mind want to explode.

He was anxious and endlessly indignant. That lineage either perished and had its inheritance stolen, or it had completely degenerated!

"Hmm, don't use that black piece of wood anymore. Tell me, what exactly is it for?" At this moment, the being enveloped in dark light spoke. He had originally been wary and somewhat apprehensive of the item in Chu Feng's hand, but now he relaxed.

Of course, he didn't completely let down his guard. While speaking, he also fiercely attacked, intending to suppress Chu Feng there.

*Boom!*

Chu Feng opened his mouth and spat out a bolt of lightning, hoping to use this against the Seven Deaths Body. This was a profound application of the Lightning Fist, understood at a high level, with immense and unparalleled power.

However, this was completely useless. The opponent's Seven Deaths Body released a power of death, which corroded and disintegrated the thunder and lightning, causing them to dissipate in mid-air.

Moreover, this being stepped forward with a cold and cruel expression. This was an existence like a Three-Turn Absolute King; ordinary God Kings were nothing in his eyes, easily suppressed and killed!

"Does a firefly dare to contend with the bright moon?" he said scornfully, with confidence in his words, showing extreme disdain for Chu Feng and not taking him seriously at all.

Chu Feng was furious. The victor hadn't even been decided yet, and the opponent dared to despise him like this?

In fact, this person now paid no attention to Old Gu either. Looking down, he said, "Surrender obediently. In my eyes, you are all just roadside weeds!"

His words were domineering, his actions arrogant, but he didn't stop attacking at all, not relaxing his guard in the slightest, continuing his powerful and domineering assault.

He took a step forward, and the death energy became heavier. He wished he could suppress Chu Feng and Old Gu to the ground immediately to prevent any accidents.

That was the death energy of a Three-Turn Absolute King boiling. He went all out and called upon the man in crimson armor to attack together, prioritizing the suppression of the two opponents.

Of course, he didn't want to kill Chu Feng, intending to leave him alive. He could see that the opponent held secrets and had tried to activate the wooden spear, but something went wrong.

He wanted to force the truth out of him. At the same time, he was interested in the stone jar and wanted to search Chu Feng's soul-light to learn the details.

*Boom!*

Old Gu fought desperately, unleashing his vital blood energy to fiercely resist the two.

Chu Feng was also enraged. This was the first time he had been so passive since entering the Yang Realm. With four more God Kings encircling them from behind, they were about to fall into a desperate situation, their path of survival almost cut off, making him indignant yet resolute.

"Beneath us, all God Kings are but dirt!"

The Martial Maniac's descendant spoke, looking at the man who had inherited Li's legacy. The two exchanged smiles, completely disregarding Old Gu and Chu Feng, not taking them seriously at all.

When the two attacked, Old Gu was suppressed and coughed up blood, his body trembling violently. His fatal flaw appeared; he could no longer maintain his powerful state and was on the verge of collapse.

The Martial Maniac's descendant stepped on the scattered Reincarnation Earth, a cruel smile on his face, as dark light surged, making him even more overbearing.

"Speak, what secrets do that jar and the wooden spear in your hand hold?" he pressed.

Then, he scoffed, "Don't wait for me to personally sever your head and slowly interrogate you. If you're smart, quickly reveal the truth."

At the same time, he went all out, dark light transforming into countless dense runes, covering the area in front of Old Gu and Chu Feng, trapping them as if in a prison, intending to refine them to death.

At this moment, Chu Feng finally brought out his trump card. The wooden spear shot out, piercing through the black light barrier.

"It actually needs the stone jar!" Chu Feng was secretly surprised. To activate this spear, besides the Reincarnation Earth, it was also related to that jar.

However, the main body of the jar was in the Martial Maniac's descendant's hands, so he naturally couldn't use it.

Fortunately, he still had the lid of the stone jar in his hand. He tried it at the last moment, filling it with Reincarnation Earth and activating the wooden spear, and it actually succeeded.

The Martial Maniac's descendant had a face full of coldness, despising the two. He even said he was enough to look down on a group of God Kings, and he certainly had the qualification; he originally wanted to become the strongest Heavenly Venerate, otherwise, he wouldn't have practiced the Seven Deaths Body.

But what did he see now?

That dark light, like an immortal spear tearing through the heavens, directly pierced through the dense death energy field. It just pierced through, like that?

Moreover, he couldn't dodge it at all. His chest was instantly ripped open, and he was pierced through; the dark light tore him apart.

He only had time to let out a hasty and brief cry before his vision went black, and with a *thump*, he disintegrated, turning into a puddle of black, foul blood, his body and spirit utterly destroyed.

In his last moments, as his life dissipated, his obsession roared, full of boundless resentment, having died too unjustly, unwilling to accept it!

But as the wooden spear vibrated past, not even his obsession remained!

The small black spear didn't stop; instead, it continued to shoot out. After drawing a graceful arc, it also pierced through the body of the man in crimson armor, leaving him nowhere to dodge.

He also let out a muffled groan, his face filled with shock and disbelief. How could he die?

He had received Li's inheritance; in this world, how many God Kings dared to contend with him? He stood shoulder to shoulder with the Martial Maniac's descendant, capable of looking down on countless God Kings, his status noble. Yet today he would die, assassinated?!

This was too tragic. He was truly unwilling. He was originally an invincible existence among kings, yet today he died so miserably on this island, unknown to anyone, dying as insignificantly as an ant; it was truly worthless.

One was a Three-Turn Absolute King, the other a Heavenly Talented God King, both originally capable of looking down on all other evolutionists of the same level in the world, truly able to stand proudly above the masses. They had ascended this island for the Bloodline Fruit, hoping to advance further, yet they were so lightly killed, their lives ended. Their resentment was truly boundless.

Both died with unseeing eyes!

"Ah..."

From behind, the four God Kings exclaimed in shock. It was too shocking. They were followers of those two. The Martial Maniac's descendant just died like that? It was too unreal.

They all knew that those two might soon undergo tribulation and become immensely powerful Heavenly Venerates. How could they be killed like this?!

The four rushed forward together. It was unrealistic to try to escape, so they all reacted with fierce attacks at the first opportunity.

However, the wooden spear had already rotated back, and was then once again unleashed by Chu Feng. So what if he lost some Reincarnation Earth? He could afford it; he was going all out!

The old gray-furred heavenly dog was pierced through and died a violent death.

The golden pangolin, resembling an ancient celestial dragon, had its surging, heaven-filling vital blood energy dim as its head was blasted apart, killing it instantly.

The other two humanoid beings also fell silently, their foreheads pierced through and then exploded, with no way to dodge.

All four God Kings were killed in the shortest possible time!