Chapter 168: Global Tremor

In the Sacred Medicine Garden, countless corpses lay in piles, a horrifying sight. Scarlet Scales, Ovid, and others returned from the Holy City, carrying greatswords and gleaming long knives, their blades stained with blood.

It was clear that the few discovered King-level beings had not escaped and had been killed by them.

"Let's go!"

Even if the big black ox was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. He immediately began picking the five flower buds from above; if they didn't leave now, it would truly be too late.

The five flower buds were exceptionally dazzling. As they fell, auspicious glow radiated, streaks of divine light shot out, filling the air with a refreshing fragrance.

"Whoosh!"

The three plunged underground and immediately fled.

They fled along their original path. Even though many places were blocked by earth and rocks again, it didn't stop the three. Chu Feng cleared the way with his flying sword, tearing through obstacles with destructive force.

They successfully passed through the barrier, digging hundreds of meters deep underground, fleeing towards the Holy City, intending to escape from the Vatican entirely underground.

However, soon after, they were dismayed to find the path blocked. Sacred light emanated from ahead, radiating powerful energy that obstructed their way.

It was the foundation of the Holy City, too immense. A barrier was active there, protecting the underground structures.

"Dig down!"

The three resolved to dig fiercely, diving deeper, but discovered that the Holy City's underground barrier was horrifyingly vast, and more and more stone tablets appeared, inscribed with numerous patterns and texts.

"According to these stone carvings, something might be sealed below!" Chu Feng's heart pounded with alarm.

Beneath the Holy City, the enormous barrier and inscriptions warning future generations were unsettling.

"What now? Can we only escape above ground?"

The big black ox was troubled. He then began to divide the five flower buds. Each person took one first, and upon touch, a dazzling glow illuminated the underground world.

Two remained, and the big black ox was about to tear them open for even distribution.

"Forget it," Chu Feng said. "You two can each have two, one is enough for me. Of course, these red crystals are mine."

"Are you sure you don't want it?" The big black ox was suspicious. This item was priceless; an extra bud might mean an extra evolution, which was very significant!

Even if they were close brothers, there was no need to decline at this moment; what they had obtained together should be equally divided.

The yellow ox knew what Chu Feng wanted the red crystals for. Its eyes glowed with excitement, truly wanting to see if this pile of red crystals could make that seed sprout again.

Finally, the yellow ox made the decision, saying, "Let's divide them this way: you and I each get two, and Chu Feng gets one plus the red crystals. Don't worry, he won't be at a disadvantage; he might even cultivate a sacred tree when we return!"

The big black ox was decisive upon hearing this. He immediately divided the buds, then shoved his two into his mouth and swallowed them whole.

The yellow ox was no exception; it chewed its buds the moment they entered its mouth. If they didn't consume them immediately, they risked being caught and robbed, which would make all their effort futile.

Chu Feng held the bud in his mouth. His mouth filled with fragrance, a sweet aroma, and rainbow-like light sprayed from his mouth and nose; his entire body became crystalline.

He quickly activated a special breathing technique to absorb the pollen, promoting the transformation and evolution of his physique.

For a moment, all three emitted auspicious glows, which then receded into their bodies. A hazy mist enveloped their forms, and all their pores opened.

It was clearly visible that their bodies were expelling some unknown substances, surging out vigorously along with sweat.

Now, the three hesitated slightly, wondering whether to hide here and wait for an opportunity or to flee immediately.

"Let's go," Chu Feng said. "Didn't you see? More than ninety percent of the King-level beings who came here are dead. Schiller is too terrifying; it's very dangerous for us to stay here!"

Although they were hiding underground, they had heard the roars from above, knowing that the mastermind had gone to pursue the Silvermoon Wolf King and others.

With the supreme expert gone, this might be their only chance to escape.

Otherwise, if Schiller truly returned, his divine senses, having broken six shackles, might detect them immediately.

"Let's go, evolve as we flee!" the big black ox said, surprisingly decisive.

Finally, they burrowed through the earth and rock at the edge of the Sacred Medicine Garden and emerged. The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood, and a large pile of horrifying corpses lay nearby.

Any one of these creatures would be powerful enough to devastate cities and towns, yet so many had died here—at least a hundred, perhaps more!

One could imagine what kind of upheaval would occur in the outside world!

These powerhouses came from all over the world, their deaths having too great an impact; it could be called a global tsunami!

"Escape!" the yellow ox whispered.

While those people went deeper into the Sacred Medicine Garden, they crept out from the pile of corpses like ghosts, entered the Holy City, and then began to sprint wildly.

Of course, they dared not exceed the speed of sound, fearing sonic booms that would alert those people.

Only after rushing out of the Holy City, entering the primeval mountains, and covering a sufficient distance did they break into a full sprint, speeding beyond the sound barrier!

The landscape around the Vatican had now drastically changed, becoming entirely primal mountains, as if in a prehistoric era.

Chu Feng and the others fled rapidly, heading towards the airport 800 li away, moving like lightning. Their speed was so immense that they produced terrifying air explosions.

Such speed could not be sustained; even King-level beings couldn't endure it. After running four hundred li, they felt their bodies scorching, as if their blood was about to ignite, and quickly slowed down.

At this moment, the energy contained within the flower buds was being released, promoting their physical evolution and completely healing their injuries.

"Huh, our blood isn't hot anymore, we can run supersonically again!" The big black ox exclaimed in surprise. Such intense exercise seemed to promote pollen absorption, accelerating their evolution.

Suddenly, all three stopped. Before they could accelerate, they heard distant thunder and beast roars.

Their hair stood on end. Sensing danger, they climbed a mountain peak to gaze into the distance.

From their high vantage point, thunderous sounds reverberated, much clearer than before. In the distance, brilliant white light burst forth, revealing a giant wolf, as large as a small mountain, completely white but stained with blood, battling a human.

"The Silvermoon Wolf King!"

The three were shocked. The Silvermoon Wolf King was in a terrible state; it had transformed into its true form, one of its forelegs had been severed, and it was bleeding profusely, roaring repeatedly.

Its opponent was Schiller, who wielded a brilliantly shining greatsword. Each swing unleashed towering sacred light, terrifying beyond measure, leveling two nearby mountain peaks!

"We're so unlucky!" the big black ox said with a grimace. After fleeing all this way, they were actually chasing Schiller and the Silvermoon Wolf King—this was practically seeking death.

Fortunately, the three had noticed in advance. If they had continued at supersonic speed and been spotted by Schiller, they would likely all have lost their lives.

"It's fine," Chu Feng said. "Perhaps it's even safer. Who would expect us to be escaping by chasing Schiller? We'll continue our journey after their battle ends!"

The yellow ox nodded, agreeing that it made sense.

In the distance, the Silvermoon Wolf King let out a long howl, employing every trick it knew, but still couldn't withstand Schiller. It had been too severely injured in the Sacred Medicine Garden—a broken arm, a pierced chest—and was no match for Schiller at his peak while wounded.

The Silvermoon Wolf King roared, its entire body silvery white, as if cast from metal, and as tall as a small mountain. Every swing caused mountains to crumble and earth to split.

Even with one foreleg missing, it remained incredibly agile, leaping into the air onto a large mountain to battle Schiller.

The mountaintop exploded, shattered by a single paw strike from the Silvermoon Wolf King. Unfortunately, Schiller soared into the air, evading the attack, and, as if flying, leaped onto the opposite peak.

The two battled fiercely!

Although the Silvermoon Wolf King was divinely courageous, it still couldn't defy fate.

Schiller resembled an ancient holy knight, his body radiating sacred light, the greatsword in his hand incomparably brilliant, illuminating the entire world. The wolf king was struck in the chest again, blood gushing, its life hanging by a thread.

"Schiller, you're going too far!" the Silvermoon Wolf King roared furiously. As a supreme expert who had broken six shackles, it had actually fallen to such a state.

With a crack, bolts of lightning formed in the void. The Silvermoon Wolf King fought desperately; enveloped in electrical light, its speed instantly increased significantly.

The heavens shook and the earth quaked. It went all out, determined to severely injure Schiller regardless of life or death.

"It's over," the big black ox lamented. "The invincible Wolf King, who once roamed the Mongolian steppes, is going to die here today."

For an expert of this caliber, one death meant a great upheaval. Today was destined to make the entire world tremble.

Schiller radiated sacred light, and with a final sword swing, he severed the Silvermoon Wolf King's massive head. It crashed to the ground, causing the surrounding forests to tremble violently, as blood gushed out, staining the earth red.

A supreme powerhouse had been slain!

The Silvermoon Wolf King was one of the strongest beings of its era, yet its head had been severed just like that!

Chu Feng and the yellow ox were stunned, their emotions complex.

The Silvermoon Wolf King's headless corpse erupted with silver light, like a silver sun exploding, sending lightning bolts streaking across the sky. One particularly thick bolt struck towards Schiller.

With a bang, Schiller avoided a fatal blow, but the thick electric bolt from the Wolf King's corpse still hit one of his legs, making him groan immediately and sending him flying sideways.

One of Schiller's legs was broken, and he stumbled to the ground. This was the Silvermoon Wolf King's dying counterattack.

Schiller's body glowed. After a brief adjustment and rest, he lifted the Wolf King's massive corpse and headed towards the Vatican.

Chu Feng and the others were astonished. Even though Schiller had a broken leg and couldn't exert much force, he still reached supersonic speed and vanished into the mountains.

"This Schiller is too powerful; the Silvermoon Wolf King actually had its head severed!" the big black ox sighed.

"Let's go!"

They sped away, rushing towards the airport several hundred li away.

The Sacred Medicine Garden.

"Strange," Ovid murmured, observing the colorful sapling from outside the barrier. "I thought I saw flower buds and tender shoots on the sacred tree just now, but they're gone now."

"I also saw tiny flower buds earlier, but they're gone now," said a woman in radiant armor, who was also a King-level expert.

"Damn it!" Ovid's heart skipped a beat.

He then roared, ordering a search in all directions.

"Found it! There's blood here, and a hole in the ground!" The King-level experts were too sharp; they eventually found a clue.

"Could it be that Chu Feng?!" Scarlet Scales exclaimed, having been searching for this human but never finding his corpse.

"Chase them!"

The King-level beings in the Sacred Medicine Garden were enraged and prepared to pursue Chu Feng and his companions.

In the distance, sacred light spread, emitting terrifying fluctuations, making Scarlet Scales, Ovid, and the others tremble involuntarily.

Schiller appeared, returning with the Wolf King's corpse. From a distance, he threw the Silvermoon Wolf King, which landed with a thud in the Sacred Medicine Garden.

"Lord!" Ovid and the others trembled, rushing over immediately to pay their respects to Schiller.

Chu Feng and his companions raced to the airport without stopping. After a careful search, they found a flight to Greece and boarded using special means.

King-level beings possessed powerful mental fluctuations, allowing them to easily hypnotize ordinary people.

Only when the plane took off did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Strange," the yellow ox mused, "this evolution is very peculiar and not over yet. My body is feeling a bit hot." It also felt drowsy and wanted to fall into a deep slumber.

Chu Feng and the big black ox were the same.

Soon, they fell asleep on the plane.

Shortly after, news that shocked the world emerged: mountains of corpses lay within the Vatican, and all King-level beings who had gone there were dead!

When this news spread, it was as if the sky had fallen, and all regions trembled!

Subsequently, more than a dozen passenger planes that had departed from the Vatican's nearest airport that day were all shot down; not a single one survived.

This caused another sensation. People realized that this was a continuation of the Vatican battle, affecting so many flights!