Chapter 1345: Enemies of the Yaoyao Clan Appear

Chu Feng cursed incessantly, saying that some scoundrels had fought haphazardly, causing the mini-world to collapse. He gained no fortune at all, and if he hadn't been so close to the secret realm exit, he would have been completely obliterated.

At the same time, he vehemently protested the unfairness, claiming he was supposed to enter the secret realm first to seek fortune. Yet, a large group had entered almost simultaneously with him, negating any advantage he might have had.

Among Chu Feng's enemies, including the Nine-Headed Bird Race and the Golden-Winged Yaksha Race, all were livid. So many of their people had perished, yet Cao De was still alive and well?!

They wanted to yell, "Is there no justice?" He was just a Saint, even if a Great Saint. With his cultivation level, he should have been killed after entering the realm. The fact that he was alive was a great disappointment and regret.

Everyone suspected that Cao De possessed a secret treasure, a special artifact granted by First Mountain to keep him alive. Otherwise, he would undoubtedly be dead.

However, Chu Feng ignored them and quickly acted, heading directly to another secret realm. He still had two designated secret realms to explore and, fearing unforeseen changes, wanted to complete his exploration as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, the next two secret realms were "dead" zones, completely empty and devoid of any fortune. He regretted that two of his allocated slots had been wasted.

"My apologies, but I'm also joining the battle for the unowned secret realms!" Chu Feng muttered to himself, though it was merely an act.

He then decisively rushed into the Saint-level secret realm to join the scramble.

After Chu Feng entered, the outside world erupted into chaos. People confirmed that the two envoys were dead, and some Divine Kings from the Golden-Winged Yaksha Race and Nine-Headed Bird Race had also perished, suffering significant losses.

Most critically, moments later, prolonged howls echoed from afar. Several disheveled old men approached, their presence overwhelmingly powerful, causing cultivators from various races to vomit blood and be sent flying.

"Where are our descendants? Why has their life force disappeared?!"

Beings from "above the heavens" arrived, among them the God Race. Besides powerful elder Divine Kings, Heavenly Venerate-level fierce beasts also appeared, exuding monstrous malevolence. These were among the formidable beings guarding their clan's mountain gates.

If not for the protection of the Heavenly Venerates on the battlefield, such an impact would have undoubtedly caused numerous tragic deaths.

"Move! Where are our descendants? Did they die in the secret realm? Who is responsible?!"

Immediately, someone stepped forward to whisper explanations to them.

Chu Feng acted swiftly, traversing several secret realms in quick succession and acquiring some powerful medicines. However, his overall gains were not substantial, as these locations had clearly been explored by others beforehand.

Furthermore, truly great fortunes are rare and unlikely to have been preserved in such abundance until the present era.

This time, he emerged, intending to enter another secret realm accessible to all races to contend for its treasures.

"Who is Cao De? Crawl over here!" a kinsman of the deceased envoy roared.

They had been informed that the envoy's death might be linked to Cao De.

However, it was too late; Chu Feng had already entered.

"You dare disobey commands from above the heavens?!" a Divine King with wild, flowing hair roared, his gaze piercing.

"Don't assume we're unaware of First Mountain's true situation. They are utterly incapable of protecting their successors, whether they live or die outside. Only by directly offending First Mountain's core foundation might one trigger residual forbidden powers from eons past; otherwise, they are nothing to fear!"

Another elder shouted.

However, Chu Feng ignored them and simply vanished into the realm.

"Go in and seize him! Drag that Cao De out! What is a Great Saint? In this era where all heavens will be stained with blood, in this epoch of upheaval where all realms will tremble, a Great Saint is nothing. Even cultivators of the Divine Realm are mere ants. So-called prodigies and elites who haven't fully matured are just slaves to be sold, destined to serve as servants and concubines for the truly strongest races across the myriad heavens. This is both the best and the most terrifying era. All existing order will be rewritten. Those who align with heavenly will shall live; those who defy it shall perish!"

Another person whispered, full of conviction, "Just now, our God Race discovered ancient texts left by our ancestors from several epochs ago. Perhaps our race truly originates from the Heavens, possessing genuine ancient ancestral souls residing there—a revelation beyond our expectations. Our ancestors, who safeguard that particular path, have now sensed an inexplicable fluctuation and received a special message. In this generation, our entire race may finally ascend. We are here to recruit exceptional talents. Who among you is willing to pledge allegiance to our race and ascend to the heavens with us one day?"

The scene fell silent. Many were inexplicably stunned. What exactly had they just heard?

At the same time, a profound silence fell over them. Talents from various races, elites from all realms—were they to join those supreme, heaven-defying races only to become servants, maids, or concubines? Their status would be far too low. What would become of these prodigies and gifted women? It was truly lamentable!

What kind of era was this? It weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

In this chaotic era, only by truly rising, by carving out a blood-soaked domain and dominating all heavens, could one live with dignity. Many felt an overwhelming sense of urgency and anxiety.

In such a grand environment, every race required supreme powerhouses to protect its lineage.

Just then, a peerless King-level being from the God Race "above the heavens" stirred, intending to forcefully enter the small secret realm to capture Chu Feng alive.

"Anyone who dares to enter, prepare to die!" Even from within the secret realm, Chu Feng heard the command. He sneered repeatedly, speaking with a cold voice.

He scoffed at the God Race and any top clan from "above the heavens." No matter how formidable their origins, if they dared to offend him, Chu Feng would kill them without hesitation, annihilating them completely in a single strike.

Just then, with a thunderous roar, the battlefield began to violently collapse. A terrifying, malevolent spirit, shining with brilliant metallic light as if forged from mother gold, appeared, directly targeting Heavenly Venerate Yu Shang!

It sent him flying sideways, his body covered in cracks, and he vomited large mouthfuls of blood.

Already frail with age, he had now suffered grievous injuries.

"You're not being honest. Did you pass on those clan marks to others?" the newcomer shouted.

Heavenly Venerate Yu Shang's eyes were red with fury. The clan responsible for the deaths of his daughter, his two sons, and his grandson had finally reappeared, dropping all pretense and arriving here.

His lineage, once immensely powerful and world-renowned, had been adorned with brilliant halos. Yet, it later declined. To protect the secret of their ancestral Ultimate Cauldron, the younger generations of his clan were targeted and perished, almost leading to the annihilation of their entire line.

Fortunately, he had learned the secret Chu Feng shared: he likely had a descendant in the Lesser Netherworld, a girl named Yao Yao, whose veins carried their clan's blood. His lineage was not severed. This was the greatest comfort before his impending death and demise.

This was now Heavenly Venerate Yu Shang's sole hope for survival; he yearned to see his descendant, Yao Yao!

"Mother gold growing inside one's body, used as a weapon?" Heavenly Venerate Yu Shang's old eyes, now clouded and red, fixed on the newcomer, filled with profound indignation.

He had heard that his own descendant, Yao Yao's grandfather, had once had mother gold implanted within him, causing special metallic chains to grow inside his body.

The individuals responsible were utterly malicious, and now they had reappeared.

At this moment, Chu Feng also sensed the commotion outside and heard the voices. He couldn't help but declare, "The marks are with me! If you're not afraid of death, if you're not afraid of First Mountain wiping you out, then come in here, and I'll slaughter every single one of you!"