The sisters of the Ying family were utterly stunned, completely petrified.
Even Ying Wudi was dumbfounded, somewhat bewildered and confused. He felt immense shock, thinking: That was a Divine King, just slapped away by Chu Feng?
Ying Zhexian’s white robes fluttered, and the mist obscuring her face dissipated, revealing a flawless countenance etched with astonishment and disbelief. It all felt incredibly unreal.
She was inexplicably shaken to her core. How many years had it been, and Chu Feng had already reached such a level?
He was now in a youthful body, appearing to be a reincarnation. Even with the foundation of a previous life, it seemed incredibly difficult to become a Divine King and overpower an “Emissary” Divine King.
Yet, he had succeeded. The path he walked and the achievements he had attained were simply unbelievable.
In just over ten years, after reincarnating in the Yang world, he could effortlessly overpower Divine Kings from “the heavens.” His combat prowess was simply too terrifying and astonishing.
“Children, what’s going on?” An esteemed elder from the Ying family arrived, an old woman who had followed them into the secret realm. She, too, was a Divine King and was concerned about Ying Zhexian and the others, fearing they might offend the envoy.
The old woman, with her white hair and a smile, entered the area. Yet, her expression immediately froze as she gasped in shock, “The envoy?!”
In the distance, the young envoy was in a deplorable state—covered in blood, disheveled, and his clothes tattered. All traces of his earlier scholarly elegance were gone.
At this moment, only Ying Xiaoxiao could manage a smile. After the initial shock, she was openly delighted. Were it not for some reservations, she might have already shouted Chu Feng’s name aloud.
“Who did this?!” the Ying family elder demanded, then looked towards another envoy nearby—the one who had accompanied Chifeng.
In her mind, only a rival, also descended from above but not of the same clan, would possess such capability.
In truth, that other envoy was now incredibly grave, his heart trembling and his scalp tingling. Wasn’t Cao De merely a Great Saint?
But looking at the current situation, that was clearly not the case. This was serious; he was undoubtedly a Divine King, and a peerless one at that!
His hair stood on end as a dangerous aura enveloped him. He instantly knew Chifeng had gravely misled him!
But where was Chifeng? The envoy searched, only to find Chifeng had vanished long ago, having made an excuse to flee earlier.
A cough echoed.
Amidst the shattered peaks, the envoy stood up, his cough echoing. He was not lightly injured, having been slapped away with his face covered in blood; it was utterly humiliating.
A cold glint appeared deep in his eyes as he glared at Chu Feng, who had dared to humiliate him so brazenly.
However, his expression instantly regained its composure. He knew clearly that in this great world, he could not act as he pleased or be imperious, lest he suffer a significant loss.
“Brother Cao, you truly astound, humble, and impress me. To achieve so much before even reaching adulthood is astonishing! As this turbulent era descends, I believe many great clans will eagerly seek a prodigious talent like you, and that naturally includes my Divine Race.”
He regained his normal demeanor, restraining himself from anger and instead adopting an expression of admiration.
However, a chilling darkness filled his heart. Unless he killed Cao De, this Great Saint from the lower realm, he would never vent his fury; the humiliation he just suffered was too great.
“What Great Saint? He’s a Divine King! It seems the information was wildly inaccurate.” He felt immense dissatisfaction, harboring ill will towards the Asian Immortal Race’s old woman for such distorted intelligence.
“Stop spouting nonsense and slap yourself!” Chu Feng interjected, glaring at him with a veiled threat.
“Brother Cao,” the young Divine King sighed, his eyes burning with eagerness. “I admit there were some misunderstandings earlier, and I had some undue misconceptions about you.” He then began to recruit Chu Feng, stating that the Divine Race desperately sought a prodigy like him.
Should he join the Divine Race, he would be bestowed with supreme celestial techniques and unparalleled breathing methods, ensuring a smooth path to evolution. He would even have access to the personal notes of past supreme powerhouses for study.
He was very polite and seemed quite sincere.
However, Chu Feng possessed keen insight. How could the fleeting cold glint that had appeared deep in the other party’s eyes escape his notice?
Moreover, the opponent’s initial haughtiness—demanding Ying Zhexian and others slap themselves, intending to slap him—was extreme arrogance. Now, suddenly becoming humble, how could it possibly be sincere?
“Are you going to slap yourself or not?” Chu Feng cut him off directly, his tone cold and dismissive, unwilling to waste any more words.
He was about to leave this battlefield; why would he care about some petty envoy? He wouldn’t stop until he had extracted every last benefit from him.
“Brother Cao, I admit that not long ago…” The young Divine King continued, his tone calm and his demeanor seemingly sincere.
However, what awaited him was the sound of thunderous explosions. Blood-red lightning intertwined across the firmament as a terrifying, massive hand stretched out, striking towards him.
Chu Feng moved again, too impatient to listen to his drivel. He launched his own attack, a slap directed at the envoy, naturally accompanied by the terrifying power of the strongest thunder tribulation.
“You… you’re going too far!”
The envoy’s facial expression froze, and all traces of a smile vanished. He was truly enraged. He had humbled himself, lowered his status, explained himself courteously, and even offered the Divine Race’s olive branch, yet the other party not only showed him no respect but also continued to humiliate him.
“When I was weak, you looked down on me. When I am strong, you flatter and try to cling. What Divine Race? Get lost!”
Chu Feng’s palms and fingers glowed, golden runes intertwining on his palm. As the Human King’s vital energy suffused the area, it spontaneously formed rules, manifesting a terrifying “King’s Domain,” his power awe-inspiring.
The envoy roared, vibrant light erupting around him as he resisted with all his might. This time, he was prepared, employing a certain peerless secret technique of the Divine Race.
Instantly, a colossal Divine Lord materialized behind him. Its form and majesty resembled the supreme great Buddha worshipped by the Buddhist clan in the Yang world, and also the supreme Primordial Demon Ancestor from the legends of the Primordial Demon clan.
With a thunderous boom, as the envoy resisted, the colossal Divine Lord behind him opened its eyes amidst the clouds and mist. Its gaze, seemingly capable of cleaving eternity and tearing through all heavens, unleashed a sudden palm strike forward.
This was an incredibly terrifying, peerless technique of his clan, which the young Divine Race envoy unleashed with his full power. It was akin to summoning a portion of his ancestors’ might.
Even across vast worlds, this was terrifying. The outline of the manifested Divine Lord, with its majestic countenance, inspired awe.
Furthermore, this divine image was indeed fearsome and intimidating, possessing infinite power. It shook the entire secret realm, as though intent on blasting through all adversaries across the heavens.
Unfortunately, he encountered Chu Feng. Even if this technique could suppress many Divine Kings, it had no effect whatsoever against Chu Feng.
With a resounding boom, Chu Feng’s palm—accompanied by blood-red lightning and golden runes on his palm—proved indestructible, utterly shattering the colossal hand of the Divine Lord that had covered the sky.
Moreover, Chu Feng’s palm print followed through, blasting into the envoy. The Divine Race envoy bled from all seven orifices and was sent hurtling backward.
Then, he felt agonizing pain in his face as Chu Feng struck repeatedly in quick succession. His face nearly exploded, and all his teeth flew out as he was slapped five or six times in an instant.
“You dare to humiliate my Divine Race like this?!”
He gnashed his teeth, his hair bristling with rage. Alas, he couldn’t bite down, only finding blood and flesh.
He knew this was intentional. Slapping him in public, humiliating the Divine Race—it was clearly a taste of his own medicine.
“The Divine Race? We’ve consumed them before, even sold them! What are they even worth?!” Chu Feng retorted, recalling the Celestial Divine Race from the Lesser Netherworld—a sworn enemy with whom he had once fought bloody, fierce battles.
“Kill!”
The young envoy’s hair flew wildly, his eyes filled with venom. His entire body erupted with a special radiance, burning and distorting the surrounding void.
He poured all his energy into fighting his way out of this small realm. He wanted to escape, to later find someone to flay Chu Feng alive, but he absolutely could not delay any longer.
He employed a forbidden secret technique of the Divine Race, burning his soul light and boiling his physical essence at any cost, unleashing all his potential in a desperate strike to flee a hundred thousand miles away.
A ball of flames appeared within him, emitting dazzling light that formed a divine halo around his body. This halo enveloped him, constantly expanding outwards to attack Chu Feng.
Offense and defense in one!
Yet, Chu Feng remained perfectly calm, facing the strongest heavenly tribulation with composure. He then unleashed the Seven Treasures Art, testing the combined power of the newly acquired metal-attribute heaven and earth oddity.
As the metallic light shot forth, it resembled an indestructible immortal sword or a miraculous fire that transformed decay into wonder. It gleamed brilliantly, illuminating the entire world.
With a *whoosh*, the light cluster unleashed by the Divine Race envoy was cleaved. He then let out a muffled groan, his body wracked with intense pain. Fear and dread gripped him.
He distinctly heard the sound of his own body tearing; he was almost cut in half. After that metallic light shot out, it was unstoppable, shattering his secret technique and cleaving through his body.
“Ah…”
He shrieked, simultaneously succumbing to madness. He knew his chances today were grim, that he likely wouldn’t escape. Rather than merely being caught, he might as well fight to the death, a complete mutual destruction.
His body was cracking open. His flesh and blood contained an energy sword embryo, nurtured by the Divine Race through a special secret method and essence blood. His entire body acted as a sword sheath, from which the sword embryo was slowly being drawn!
However, unleashing such a strike would deplete his essence, spirit, and blood. While it might slay a formidable foe, if it were countered, he himself could perish.
Chu Feng felt surprised; this secret technique was indeed powerful enough to make him sense a flicker of danger.
The Divine Race envoy’s sword embryo emerged, crimson as blood, carrying the scent of flesh and blood along with soul light fluctuations. It was utterly terrifying, tearing apart all surrounding matter with unparalleled sharpness!
Instantly, the hairs on the necks of other Divine Kings nearby, including the renowned elder of the Asian Immortal Race and the other envoy, stood on end.
This sword could effortlessly slay numerous Divine Kings; it was utterly indestructible.
This was an unparalleled sword embryo, forged and nourished by the Divine Race’s very flesh, blood, essence, spirit, and vitality!
Indeed, even the Divine Race envoy himself, along with his Divine King-level armor and possessions, shattered under the sword light as the blade detached from his body, emerging from its ‘sheath.’ His Divine King-level physical body, moreover, became riddled with cracks, almost destroyed by the sword light’s radiance.
This was a life-destroying sword that, while slaying enemies, also killed and harmed its wielder.
However, how could Chu Feng be afraid or retreat? He pressed his attack!
This time, earth and yin attribute energies also manifested. The Seven Treasures Art corresponds to seven types of heaven and earth rare materials, and he had now acquired three of them!
Earthy-yellow energy surged, heavy and terrifying, like a Sky-Overturning Seal smashing forward, imbued with the aura of reincarnation soil.
Icy cold and darkness surged, as if poised to freeze billions of miles and all of civilization’s history, carrying the aura of the Netherworld that permeated reincarnation.
Metallic luster shimmered, and swathes of light erupted, sweeping forth with an indestructible force, carrying the aura of mother gold liquid.
Furthermore, these three attribute energies rotated and intertwined, becoming incredibly formidable. They continuously stacked, their power amplifying to a terrifying, soul-shaking degree.
Three lights, representing the unique attributes of the three heaven and earth oddities, finally intertwined and rotated continuously.
*Snap!*
Amidst a terrifying, grating sound, they rotated. The Seven Treasures Art unleashed a “three-turn” level release, its power so immense it directly severed the Divine Race sword embryo.
“Ah…” the envoy screamed, his physical body disintegrating in tandem. For at the moment the sword embryo snapped, he too seemed to break.
His body exploded, and his soul light, significantly dimmed, shot away like a meteor, attempting to seize this final chance to escape.
However, Chu Feng’s Seven Treasures Art was too unique. The rotating radiance of the three heaven and earth oddities seized the envoy’s soul light, pulling it back and immediately beginning a soul search.
“No!”
The Divine King envoy of the Divine Race screamed as his very being was annihilated. Finally, his soul light exploded, leaving no remains; his form and spirit were utterly destroyed.
It was that simple. Chu Feng easily suppressed and killed this person—a complete obliteration. The so-called envoy, the so-called young Divine King lord from the heavens, was thus annihilated by him, reduced to ashes.
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