Chapter 1264: The Generation of the Character '龘' Will Not Leave

Chu Feng strode forward with his long legs, pursuing relentlessly. His speed was astonishing; in the blink of an eye, he was on the verge of disappearing over the horizon, kicking up sand and stones, with the wind howling and lightning striking around him.

As he passed through, he resembled a formidable demon.

"Madman Wu, where are you fleeing? Do you dare to fight me? Today, I will slay the mad demon!"

He roared, appearing invincible and capable of suppressing all foes.

People were speechless. Madman Cao was truly caught up in the thrill of the chase, completely forgetting himself, relentlessly pursuing Madman Wu. He was destined to become world-renowned!

At the same time, many secretly scoffed, "How can you still loudly proclaim you'll slay a demon? You yourself look more like a great demon right now!"

Only Long Dayu looked on with disdain. He was certain that the shameless Ji Dade was trying to escape, deliberately creating such a commotion to make others mistakenly believe he had gone mad.

"Oh, he's disappearing," someone remarked.

"Yes, where is he chasing him to? Cao De is truly mad! He dares to pursue Madman Wu. Even if it's the demonic nature of his youth, lacking combat power, isn't he afraid of being held accountable later?"

The crowd continued their discussions, many still unaware that Madman Cao was actually running away, fleeing madly. Even as the horizon became completely quiet, people remained deep in heated debate.

The Divine King Chifeng of the Nine-Headed Bird tribe, with cold eyes, instantly vanished and followed, intending to deliver a fatal blow once Chu Feng was isolated.

The two Divine Kings, Mi Hong and Li Jiuxiao, immediately followed, concerned that something might happen to Cao De.

In fact, Heavenly Venerate Qi Rong was the first to disappear from the battlefield, though others hadn't noticed.

He had followed Chu Feng to the edge of the horizon, and when he saw the wisp of Madman Wu's essence completely dissipate, he reappeared beside Chu Feng.

"Senior!" Chu Feng, no longer acting mad, was very polite, but inwardly, he was quite annoyed. Leaving now would be very difficult.

"Cao De, you were a bit reckless this time. That was a progenitor-level being in the path of evolution, with profound power. If he were still alive, he would likely be unrivaled in the world now."

Heavenly Venerate Qi Rong spoke earnestly and sincerely, inviting him back to the encampment.

Chu Feng's expression was calm, but his heart sank. He still wanted to flee, but now it seemed impossible. He wasn't confident he could traverse the void right in front of a Heavenly Venerate.

Moreover, he didn't want to use the Reincarnation Soil and small wooden spear unless absolutely necessary, as he wasn't sure if they could harm such a being.

"Let's go, back to camp!" Heavenly Venerate Qi Rong said.

At this moment, Divine King Chifeng of the Nine-Headed Bird tribe and others also appeared, having chased all the way.

Chu Feng felt disgusted inside, a cold glint flashing deep in his eyes. He nodded slightly and said, "Alright."

His temper was rising. He had originally intended to slip away quietly, brush off his clothes, and deeply conceal his achievements and fame.

However, these people had all followed, not letting him leave. What did they mean? Did they intend to trap him?

Since that was the case, he might as well stay. He had won so many secret realms but hadn't collected them yet. This time, no matter what, he would plunder them all first!

"Since you won't let me leave, I won't be polite. I'll collect everything that's mine, leaving nothing behind," Chu Feng thought.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he believed some people wouldn't dare go back on their word. Regardless, they had to let him enter the promised secret realms first to harvest the creation materials.

"Cao De, you should still leave."

Heavenly Venerate Yu Shang appeared, his expression grave. He wanted to escort Chu Feng away, otherwise, let alone Madman Wu's true body, even a manifested avatar would be unrivaled in the world.

Who could stand against Madman Wu? If he truly decided to act against Cao De, no number of people blocking him would be useful; they would all die.

"It's fine, I'm not leaving," Chu Feng replied.

Heavenly Venerate Yu Shang was a bit anxious and secretly transmitted a message to him, saying he absolutely had to leave, or his life would be in danger.

Chu Feng sighed. The old Heavenly Venerate had been good to him, so he didn't hide anything, secretly responding that he had a way to protect himself.

In truth, he felt that even with the old Heavenly Venerate's protection, it would be difficult to leave, as there weren't just one or two Heavenly Venerates on the battlefield!

"The Li clan has always been upright and honorable. Unless Madman Wu is slain, I will not leave!"

Many people were speechless upon hearing this. "You're truly boasting. Unless it's Li Zaisheng, who else can kill Madman Wu?"

At the same time, many wanted to say, "Of all the examples you could give, why praise the 'Li' clan's uprightness? No one in the entire Yang Realm is convinced!"

Li, the infamous 'great schemer' from prehistoric times, always struck people with 'black bricks' from behind, ambushed them with clubs, and always preferred underhanded tactics.

Of course, people also admitted that he was ridiculously powerful to begin with, unrivaled in the world, but his habit of using underhanded methods never changed!

Cao De returned and entered the battlefield, immediately igniting thunderous cheers from countless young powerhouses in the Yong Prefecture camp, who surged forward like a boiling tide.

Even people from Zhan Prefecture and He Prefecture showed unusual expressions, with some young people even resonating and joining in the heated discussions.

In their view, Cao De's achievements today were astonishing, like a myth recorded in historical texts. Not only did he slay a Great Saint, but he also dared to reprimand Madman Wu and pursue him relentlessly.

Most crucially, Madman Wu... had left!

Regardless of the reason, Madman Wu's demonic nature dissipated into the sky, which undoubtedly cemented Cao De's reputation.

"Senior, exactly how many secret realms did I win? Let's tally them up," Chu Feng said, counting his spoils on the three-way battlefield in front of everyone.

He had captured a group of Saints, winning all the secret realms of that level—a full ten secret realms, which was beyond doubt.

After that, he defeated Li Chentian, which was a huge wager, so he had to calculate carefully.

"Li Chentian, that good-for-nothing, only won five secret realms?!"

Upon hearing the exact number of secret realms, Chu Feng's face slightly darkened, and he immediately felt displeased, as it was far fewer than he had estimated.

Upon hearing this, the evolutionaries from Southern Zhan Prefecture's faces darkened even more. Only he dared to call someone "good-for-nothing." If it were another group, they would have long been swept away and butchered by Li Chentian.

Of course, their hearts were bleeding. Five secret realms—heaven knew how much good fortune they contained. If they were to unearth a divine item like the Dao-Melding Grass, its value would make even Heavenly Venerates envious.

"Why so few? As a Great Saint, he couldn't even sweep the Sub-Saint domain? How shameful! It's actually not ten secret realms?!"

Upon hearing Chu Feng's indignant outburst, the people from the opposing camps felt their lungs burn. He had won so many secret realms, yet he still acted innocently after gaining the advantage.

Some people felt considerable sympathy for Li Chentian; he was already dead, and his opponent was still mocking him.

Someone explained, "Li Chentian displayed overwhelming power, so some people who had won secret realms avoided fighting him, which is why he only won five in the end."

Chu Feng pursed his lips and said, "This is the consequence of being arrogant and overbearing, thinking oneself unrivaled. What happened when he showed off his strength too early? He didn't gain many benefits, and he got beaten to death!"

Many people's faces twitched. Was it really necessary to be so directly insulting? The man was already dead, what was he still lecturing about? Besides, it sounded like self-praise.

However, after many people thought about it carefully, it really was the case.

"Being low-key is the ultimate path, the highest form of showing off. He didn't understand this principle," Chu Feng said, shaking his head and feigning seniority.

The opposing camps truly wanted to kill him; they wanted to get rid of Cao De. How could this guy's mouth not shut? He was simply too unpopular.

"And is *that* being low-key?!"

Someone gnashed their teeth, and everyone agreed that Cao De's earlier pretense of mediocrity, luring opponents one by one like fishing, was even more detestable.

"Oh, right, I also killed an Illumination-level piece of trash earlier, Li Chentian's brother, what was his name?"

This provoked even more hatred. "Trash?" The faces of the people from Southern Zhan Prefecture turned green. If the successor of Madman Wu's lineage was called "trash," then what did that make them?

No matter what, Li Chenkun was quite formidable, yet he was evaluated like that, and Chu Feng even seemed to have forgotten his name.

"His name was Li Chenkun!" someone loudly replied.

"Right, that piece of trash! The secret realms he won from the wager are also mine!" Chu Feng emphasized.

The faces of the evolutionaries from Southern Zhan Prefecture turned from green to blue. This was unacceptable! Even after dying, the Illumination-level expert Li Chenkun couldn't rest in peace, being scorned and having debts demanded.

At this point, Heavenly Venerate Qi Rong stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Let's forget about this one. He only obtained one or two secret realms anyway."

Because he felt it wasn't good to push Southern Zhan Prefecture too hard; it was better to stop while they were ahead.

Moreover, when Cao De killed Li Chenkun, there had been no discussion of a wager.

Even with Heavenly Venerate Qi Rong mediating, the evolutionaries from the opposing camps still held great resentment towards Chu Feng. Many opponents glared at him, their hearts burning with anger.

"You're still not convinced? How about you just hand over Li Chenkun's secret realms to me too? I, Cao, am a principled person; if you're not convinced, let's just follow the rules!"

Chu Feng stood there with his hands clasped behind his back, his chin held high.

The group was truly filled with endless resentment; they genuinely wanted to eliminate him!

"In prehistoric times, there was Li, the great schemer. In this era, there's Cao, the great-mouthed!" someone said discontentedly.

They generally felt it would be best to sew his mouth shut; he was truly disliked.

However, apart from the enemies in the opposing camps, others didn't think so. The Yong Prefecture side erupted in cheers, highly supportive of Cao De, especially the young people who looked at him with a certain fervor.

"Does the Yong Prefecture camp still recruit people? We want to join too!"

A large group of people shouted from afar, mostly rogue cultivators or evolutionaries from neutral camps, who had come to watch after hearing about the great secret realm gambling battle on the three-way battlefield.

Now, some wanted to join the Yong Prefecture camp because it had a Great Saint. They eagerly wished to engage him in conversation and seek guidance from Cao De on how to achieve the Great Saint attainment.

Such mythical beings were too rare to see; for tens of thousands of years in recent antiquity, none had emerged.

Even if they did exist, they resided in forbidden lands or accompanied dying progenitor-level old monsters beneath famous mountains and great rivers.

Now there was a living Great Saint. Any ambitious young powerhouse aspiring to that level would want to communicate with him.

It could be said that Cao De, by being in the Yong Prefecture camp, had implicitly raised a great banner, attracting many new generation members who wanted to join.

Furthermore, quite a few high-level evolutionaries also hoped to join, because in the Divine King domain battle, Li Jiuxiao, Mi Hong, Ji Caixuan, Xiao Shiyun, and others had won almost half of the secret realms, achieving a powerful sweep.

If not for those from the opposing camps who had already won a match avoiding further combat, the spoils would likely have been even greater.

Even if the Yong Prefecture camp had suffered considerable losses in other realms, having a Great Saint and a great victory in the Divine King domain was enough; this was true strength.

"Excellent, most welcome!"

Heavenly Venerate Qi Rong said, smiling, as he invited this group of rogue cultivators to join.

While called rogue cultivators, many were actually scions of noble families, discreetly blending into the crowd with their identities concealed.

Even members of the underground dark organizations had arrived; their identities were unknown, but they also wished to join.

This included some of Chu Feng's acquaintances!

"Great river flowing east, waves wash away all heroes of ancient times—only I, Lu Bohu, remain!" A handsome youth with red lips and white teeth, waving a broken folding fan, first struck a dashing and elegant pose, then sprinted wildly towards them.

"Dad, faster! We're getting pushed to the back!" From the underground dark forces, the young Brute Ox rode on his father, the Brute Ox Divine King's, shoulders, charging forward.

Of course, not everyone had eager eyes. While they were also emotionally stirred, it was definitely not enthusiasm, but rather a heart full of resentment, wishing they could devour Chu Feng alive.

Long Dayu transformed into a streak of light, his speed absolutely surpassing all other Saints, terrifyingly fast, his black and white hair streaming behind him.

He rushed forward like a meteor, but was still swallowed by the sea of people, as there were simply too many surging forward, some closer than him, an endless stream.

"Ji Dade, Ji Black Hand, Ji Pit, Ji Scapegoat! I curse your ancestors for nineteen generations! Today, I *must* settle scores with you! I can't take it anymore, I'm about to ascend by riding on my rage!"

On the other side, at the Asian-Immortal tribe, the silver-haired girl Ying Xiaoxiao was now very lively and spirited, her flawless, beautiful face filled with surprise, and she too wanted to rush forward.

However, her brother grabbed her, clutching her wrist tightly, and said, "Which faction are you actually on? Come back!"

"Ying Wudi, let go of me, or I'll fight you!" Ying Xiaoxiao rebelled.

In the distance, at the Zhou family's location, several Divine King-level elders tried to persuade her, but it was useless. Young Miss Xi now had a very queen-like demeanor. With a wave of her hand, she demanded that her carriage be prepared to go meet that great demon.

"Young Miss, although he is a Great Saint with limitless potential, he has offended Madman Wu. His outcome will not be good; he is destined for a miserable end. No one in this world can save him," an elder patiently and earnestly advised.

"Annoying! Lead the way!" Zhou Xi directly stepped forward with light steps, moving straight ahead from behind the crowd.

Many people swarmed over, the goal of many evolutionaries very clear: they were heading directly for Cao De, extremely enthusiastic, wanting to communicate with him on the spot.

A Great Saint possessed too many secrets. Some peak Saints believed that once someone revealed that layer of insight, they too would have a chance to step into that realm!