Chapter 1191: Terrifying Reputation Shakes the Battlefield

"Ah..." Hong Sheng screamed, his body flying obliquely through the air. It was clear that his body was unnaturally bent, folded in half at the waist, but in the wrong direction.

The sight alone was excruciating, let alone experiencing it firsthand.

Everyone could see that his spine was undoubtedly broken and twisted. His back was a bloody mess, and large drops of blood rained down from him as he fell through the air.

Chu Feng's blow was merciless. He wielded a spiked club, an inherently heavy weapon with numerous sharp spikes.

He had put all his strength into that single swing, which fell with the weight of a thousand tons.

His rage was unquenchable; anyone else would surely have been killed by Hong Sheng, as this Quasi-Saint from his own camp harbored malicious intentions to take his life.

The moment he was sent flying, Hong Sheng understood: his stealthy plot to kill Cao De had been exposed; Cao De knew.

Enduring the intense pain, he opened his mouth and spat out a light arrow, a condensed form of his essence, energy, and spirit, which shot towards Chu Feng.

He feared his opponent would continue the assault and wanted to block him now. If Cao De was caught off guard, killing him this way would be even better.

The light arrow was incredibly fast, flickering with runes and imbued with Hong Sheng's Quasi-Saint energy, along with a drop of his vital blood essence, making it terrifyingly potent.

Chu Feng, like a roc, spread his arms and charged forward, indeed pursuing his target mid-air.

With one hand, he formed a fist seal, unleashing the Ultimate Fist, imbued with the profound principles of the Lightning Fist, while his other hand continued to wield the large club, intending to kill.

After that punch was thrown, the void resonated. Lightning coiled around the fist print, accompanied by golden light and a faint sanguine glow, which was most sensitive to the blood of powerful beings.

With a ripping sound, even Hong Sheng's counterattack proved ineffective. This was mainly because Hong Sheng was so severely wounded by the club that he was nearly falling apart.

The light arrow broke, then exploded into crimson blood and some dimmed energy runes, shattered by Chu Feng.

"Still daring to harm others?" Chu Feng saw the venomous malice in Hong Sheng's eyes, making him feel as though he was being targeted by a venomous snake. Hong Sheng's pupils were cold, dark, and menacing.

The spiked club glowed as Chu Feng raised it high and then brought it down with immense force. Since his opponent had tried to eliminate him covertly and still wore such a treacherous expression, Chu Feng naturally showed no mercy.

The massive club descended at high speed, making the void seem to collapse. It arrived with a humming sound, whistling through the air, its energy surging, a terrifying sight.

At the critical moment, Hong Sheng spat out a flying sword, a dazzling blue, which blocked the spiked club. Simultaneously, he activated a small purple lightning hammer, sending it smashing towards Chu Feng's head.

He was fighting with psychic energy to control his weapons, resisting desperately, otherwise, he would have been instantly killed by Chu Feng right there!

Clang, clang, clang... In an instant, Chu Feng continuously swung the spiked club, striking repeatedly, until the gleaming blue flying sword lost its brilliance and flew off course.

At the same time, his glabella glowed, his forehead shining brightly as he activated his soul light, directly employing the earth-element energy from the Seven Treasures Arts to forcibly suppress the purple lightning hammer.

The Seven Treasures Arts can only be cultivated by incorporating rare substances from heaven and earth. When Chu Feng practiced the earth-element art, he used Reincarnation Earth as his foundation, absorbing its unique essence to ultimately master the secret technique.

Consequently, its power was immense and unmatched!

Now, as he unleashed it, a hazy yellow mist instantly diffused, and earth-yellow light surged forth, vast and profound, immediately shackling the purple lightning hammer.

"What secret art is this?" Hong Sheng was close by and saw it clearly, utterly astonished, yet he couldn't identify what technique Chu Feng was employing for a moment.

Chu Feng only used the earth-element energy from the Seven Treasures Arts; how could ordinary people discern it?

With a boom, the purple lightning hammer was shackled, then enveloped by an earth-yellow mist, and sent hurtling back towards Hong Sheng.

"Crack!" In an instant, a bronze shield hurriedly conjured by Hong Sheng was smashed to pieces, unable to withstand the assault.

At this point, Chu Feng gave him no more chances, having already closed the distance, and slammed the spiked club down with full force.

This blow nearly caused Hong Sheng's body to explode. His bones snapped, tendons tore, intestines ruptured, and his spine fractured; he was utterly disfigured by the impact.

Subsequently, his body was severed, not by a sharp blade, but by a massive club smashing through him.

"You treacherous scum, what did I ever do to provoke you that you dared to harm me?!" Chu Feng exclaimed, then struck again.

Hong Sheng was covered in cold sweat, enduring unbearable pain. His face was contorted, his features warped, and he writhed on the ground, but he couldn't entirely evade the attack.

Chu Feng's club slammed down, cracking the ground and sending earth and stones flying. The tip of the club struck Hong Sheng's right arm, instantly turning it into a bloody pulp with many shattered bone fragments.

"Ah..." Hong Sheng screamed, a piercing wail. At the same time, his face turned ashen; he was truly terrified. This Golden Body stage youth was too decisive and relentless. Once he targeted Hong Sheng, he launched a full assault, like a savage beast, showing no mercy, intent on killing him directly on the battlefield.

Who in this world isn't afraid of death?

Given a choice, no one would willingly die in vain. Hong Sheng was extremely unwilling to accept this fate!

He had stepped forward for his younger brother, aiming to clear obstacles and help Hong Yu get onto that list, something his grandfather had instigated him to do. Was he now going to pay with his own life?

"Stop!" someone roared from behind, as an old man shot through the air!

Hong Yunhai had made his move. He was originally at the very back of the battlefield. Seeing his grandson's methods force the White Hedgehog to self-destruct and seemingly cause Cao De's miserable death, his face remained calm, but ripples stirred in the depths of his eyes, and a smile played in his heart.

However, who could have imagined that things would suddenly change? In just an instant, the situation completely reversed. Cao De was not dead; he had tricked his grandson into turning around and then, with a single strike, left Hong Sheng bloody and mangled.

In fact, he had reacted immediately, but he was too far away, and Chu Feng's attack speed was incredibly fast, like a sudden storm, relentless once unleashed. All of this unfolded in a flash.

As for everyone else, they were stunned, unsure what was happening. Why had Cao De gone berserk and crippled Hong Sheng, a renowned figure in the Quasi-Saint realm?

Both the opposing forces and those from Yongzhou were dumbfounded. At that moment, people had few other thoughts; their most prevalent idea was that Cao De... was unbelievably fierce!

In a single instant, he had taken down another Quasi-Saint, attacking without distinction between friend or foe!

"He's terrifyingly savage! Cao De has gone crazy, attacking indiscriminately. First, he beat the Celestial Divine Ape, then fought the White Hedgehog, and now he's even pummeling people from his own faction."

"Once this guy goes berserk, even his own people are scared. My goodness, it's making my scalp tingle just watching him!"

Instantly, Cao De's fierce reputation shook the battlefield. Everyone quickly reached a consensus: this man should not be provoked lightly. If he would cripple people from his own faction, would such a ruthless individual spare those who challenged him from the opposing side?

Especially since, not long ago, they had witnessed Cao De display his might, pursuing several major vanguards from the Hezhou camp. Even Princess Lu was seemingly ridden and beaten by him; he showed no mercy for women, truly terrifying.

If Chu Feng knew what these people were thinking, his nose would surely be twisted with anger. What did they mean by "going crazy and even hitting his own people"? This was slandering his reputation.

He was eradicating evil, dealing with an internal traitor, wasn't he? That's what he believed.

Boom!

The sky itself trembled as Hong Yunhai, riding a blood-red cloud, arrived, shaking the high heavens. He was a Quasi-Divine King, exceptionally powerful, and one of the leaders of the Golden Body Encampment.

"Monkey, someone's trying to ambush me! Find someone to stop him!"

Chu Feng sensed it immediately and directly roared with his soul light, his voice echoing across the entire battlefield.

A cold light flickered in his eyes, his heart burning with rage. A Quasi-Saint had ambushed him, and he had just caught and dealt with the assailant, only for someone else to jump out.

And this person wasn't there to defend him, but to support the assailant, coming for him with a powerful divine sense that blanketed the area.

Chu Feng prepared for the worst. In the next instant, if no one stopped this person for him, he would have to unleash his full power: the might of a Divine King, Reincarnation Earth, and the chopstick-sized black spear would all be revealed to sweep away his enemies. Then he would turn and leave, simply adopting a new identity.

In the distance, the Six-Eared Macaque, Peng Wanli, and Xiao Yao had all been startled earlier; even they were a bit bewildered, not knowing why Cao De had gone berserk and was trying to kill Hong Sheng.

But now, after hearing Cao De's urgent soul light message, they understood. None of the three were simple individuals; they were sharp and immediately realized something was amiss.

"Old Lin, stop him!" the Monkey roared.

The situation was critical, and he didn't hesitate to break protocol, shouting out to request the Six-Eared Macaque clan's old servant to intervene.

That old servant was a powerful figure in the Divine King realm and also one of the Golden Body Encampment leaders, though he had always remained hidden, unknown to others.

A drab, emaciated figure appeared on the battlefield. With a single hand, he held back Hong Yunhai, who was lunging forward like a mad lion.

At that moment, Hong Yunhai's hair and beard bristled, divine light erupted from his entire body, and his aura was astonishingly powerful, causing Golden Body level cultivators to almost collapse to the ground.

But all of it ceased. The old servant of the Six-Eared Macaque clan blocked him with one hand, causing all of Hong Yunhai's surging energy to recoil, and then the area became calm.

Chu Feng secretly put away his powerful weapon, storing it in the small millstone within his body—a strange substance ground on the path of reincarnation, now fused with his black and white millstone, capable of concealing heavenly secrets.

At this point, Chu Feng decided not to leave. At the crucial moment, the Monkey's reaction speed and final decision had not disappointed him after all.

"Old Lin, what are you doing?!" Hong Yunhai demanded. He had calmed down now, suppressing his boundless murderous intent, forcing himself to adopt a cold demeanor.

"Don't be so quick to kill; wait until everything is clear from the investigation," said the old servant of the Six-Eared Macaque clan.

"I intend to do just that. I want to ask why Cao De would harm his own people!" Hong Yunhai said icily.

At this moment, Chu Feng was also intercepted. More than one expert was secretly guarding this battlefield, blocking him and preventing him from swinging his spiked club.

"Why would you harm someone from your own faction? Do you intend to defect to Hezhou?" Hong Yunhai questioned.

"And you have the nerve to question me? Look at this arrow!" As Chu Feng spoke, he flicked his hand and conjured the Sky Demon Blood Dissolution Arrow, sending it towards the lower half of Hong Sheng's body.

Hong Sheng's body was in two halves. The upper half was protected by an old man behind him, beyond Chu Feng's reach, so he directly targeted the lower half of the body on the ground.

"No!" Hong Sheng shrieked, his face contorted in agony.

Hong Yunhai's expression also changed. He wanted to break through the obstruction, unleash divine light, snatch away the lower half of the body, or simply subdue Chu Feng to stop all of this.

There will definitely be a second chapter, no doubt. The infrequent updates recently were due to real-life commitments, but that's resolved now. It's time to write properly and strive to conceive exciting chapters ahead, getting the momentum going.