Chapter 175: Big Score

A massive earthquake seemed to have struck both the East and the West!

The incident caused an uproar, sparking a huge commotion.

Even the Eastern Expeditionary Army was alarmed. Some king-level powerhouses grew worried, asking, "Who did this? It's terrifying! That was the White Bear King, roasted golden and shiny, then eaten outright!"

At this critical moment, the Black Dragon King stepped forward to calm his forces.

“Don't be afraid. This time, Kunlun is finished! We have powerful reinforcements, and our allies will arrive one by one very soon. The Land of Ten Thousand Gods is about to change hands!”

He spoke with great confidence and conviction, and his declaration stabilized the Eastern Expeditionary Army.

For the East, this was a very bad sign. After the news spread, both Kunlun and other major powers were left in shock and uncertainty, wondering if their opponents truly had strong reinforcements.

“It has been confirmed: the White Bear King and Ovid met their demise outside the city of Jerusalem, on the southeastern coast of the Mediterranean!”

This news astonished many.

By carefully comparing and confirming the background of the photos, some people became convinced that the event had indeed occurred on the coast outside the holy city of Jerusalem.

Many within the Eastern Expeditionary Army felt relieved, reasoning that if it hadn't happened behind their lines, then it wasn't too bad.

Many in the East also came to a realization. It was no wonder the act was so audacious; considering the holy city located there, it all made sense. A peerless master must be stationed there.

If Ovid and the White Bear had run off to that place and offended someone, their deaths would have been entirely in vain.

In the eyes of some, even Schiller and the Arctic King wouldn't dare to go there to demand an explanation. It was a sacred site for three religions; who would dare to easily start a conflict there?

“I knew it. Such an aggressive and fierce style of action could only come from those within that holy city. They clearly show no regard for the Vatican; they kill when they deem it necessary and eat when they please.”

Both the East and West were abuzz with discussions, increasingly finding the holy city to be mysterious.

What ordinary force would dare to act like this? To roast and eat someone over a mere disagreement was simply too crude and unrestrained.

In the Vatican, Schiller frowned. This was certainly not good news. He had hoped to cooperate with Jerusalem, but who could have imagined that their envoy would be slaughtered?

The sun shone brightly under a clear, azure sky.

Chu Feng walked through the mountain forest, enjoying the warm sunlight. He had already buried the beast-skin bag and felt completely unburdened.

He now needed to consolidate his gains. His physique had improved drastically this time, and his evolution had been remarkably swift!

“I'm back!”

Chu Feng was in Greece. Instead of acting immediately, he entered the nearest clean and tidy city, intending to briefly stop and thoroughly understand the current war situation.

Athens, the capital of Greece, is renowned as the cradle of Western civilization, with a documented history spanning several millennia.

After days of fleeing and hovering between life and death, Chu Feng finally let out a long breath. However, he knew he couldn't stop, as the situation remained extremely tense.

Kunlun was resisting the Eastern Expeditionary Army in an ongoing war, and he knew he had to do his best.

Where should he start? He carefully pondered: should he first cut off the vital routes connecting the East and West to create panic among the Eastern Expeditionary Army, or should he instead infiltrate their rear to cause chaos?

Where were the lairs of the Black Dragon King and the Arctic King? Since these two were currently leading the Eastern Expedition, their respective tribes must be incredibly vulnerable. Chu Feng prepared to destroy their strongholds.

Although they were formidable beings who had broken six shackles, possessing terrifying strength, they were still susceptible to human emotions. Destroying their lairs would be enough to disrupt their state of mind.

“If they were to be killed by a peerless Eastern powerhouse due to their unstable emotions, that would be perfect,” he mused.

In truth, his ultimate target was the group in the Vatican. However, Schiller was too terrifying; as a peerless master stationed there, who would dare to easily set foot inside?

The recent tragedy at the Sacred Medicinal Garden was single-handedly caused by him!

“I truly wish I could overthrow the divine city where Schiller resides!” Chu Feng muttered to himself.

Soon, Chu Feng grasped the current situation. Just today, a series of major events had unfolded, shaking both the East and West with immense and far-reaching consequences.

In Africa, the Old Lion King had accepted the Black Dragon King's invitation and was about to set off, crossing Europe to participate in the war in Kunlun!

This old lion was on the verge of making its move, like a terrifying tsunami. Twenty-one years ago, it was already nearly invincible, and anyone familiar with the early stages of the world's transformations knew of it.

Subsequently, the ancient Yoga master Fanlin from India accepted the invitation and was about to depart for Kunlun. He claimed to have seen Brahma in a dream, comprehended a supreme truth, and needed to ascend Kunlun to verify it.

Next, from an ancient castle in England, an elderly man with golden hair and snow-white skin declared his intention to set off for Kunlun and flatten the Land of Ten Thousand Gods.

His words were utterly domineering and undisguised: he intended to join the Eastern Expedition and fight Kunlun!

This caused a sensation, as he was a terrifying king who had evolved from a human awakening. He had attained kingship twenty-one years ago, and some referred to him as the Vampire King!

He reveled in consuming spiritual blood, and any powerhouse targeted by him would feel their scalp tingle with dread.

Furthermore, he wasn't traveling alone; he would lead his own forces.

Upon hearing this news, both the East and West were profoundly shaken. This series of events instilled fear, effectively signifying that the most formidable powerhouses from various regions were uniting to invade Kunlun.

The Eastern Expeditionary Army's morale surged instantly. With such peerless powerhouses arriving, how could Kunlun Mountain possibly resist? It was destined to be flattened!

Cheers erupted from their ranks; they could already envision the divine mountain being breached, with sacred trees, exotic fruits, and other treasures all falling into their hands.

“These scoundrels have formed a coalition army to invade Kunlun—it's truly despicable!”

Many in the East were indignant. Clearly, those powerhouses coveted the divine lands of the East and now sought to seize them collectively, intending to establish them as the foundation for their future evolution.

Everyone knew that with the world's revival, Kunlun would eventually host a variety of sacred ancient trees, making it akin to a land of immortals where kings of all races could continuously evolve.

Kunlun had not yet reached that stage, yet the outside world was already restless, plotting together and preparing for invasion.

The East could not remain calm; a storm was brewing, and a decisive battle was inevitable in Kunlun in the near future.

“It's truly astonishing. I believe Kunlun Mountain is finished; it’s destined to change hands!” some Westerners remarked.

“Not necessarily. There are also peerless masters stationed there who won't stand by and watch all parties unite to swallow Kunlun. Other major forces will surely come to their aid.”

The East, naturally, also had its own masters!

The Lord of Biyou Palace had already departed, heading for Kunlun Mountain.

If not for concerns about individual anomalies causing trouble, the Lords of Bajing Palace and Yuxu Palace would certainly have journeyed west as well!

Furthermore, the White Crane of Shushan Sword Palace, the Grandmaster of Wudang Mountain, and the Old Ape of Dalin Temple all immediately declared their stance: Kunlun Mountain was a divine land belonging to the East, and no invaders would be allowed to set foot there.

Moreover, some had already secretly set out!

The great demons of Kunlun were not without allies; they simply chose to be less conspicuous.

A storm was rapidly approaching!

“Hmm, you powerhouses on Kunlun Mountain, have you not yet realized the inevitable? This is an overwhelming trend, utterly unstoppable. Kunlun is not yours alone; it belongs to all of us. If I were you, I would open my arms and welcome the Eastern Expeditionary Army into Kunlun.”

The Arctic King’s voice, resonating from afar, shook the heavens and the earth, enraging the various powerhouses on Kunlun Mountain. His words were truly an intolerable provocation!

The great battle was on the verge of erupting, with all factions awaiting the arrival of their respective masters.

“The situation is actually this dire; it has already escalated,” Chu Feng sighed, a frown creasing his brow as he grasped the current state of affairs.

No wonder the Black Dragon King and the Arctic King were so fearless; they had powerful reinforcements, having contacted the Old Lion King, the ancient Yoga master Fanlin, and the Vampire King.

Chu Feng deeply felt the gravity of the situation. Such an alliance, once unleashed, would possess astonishing destructive power. Further, it would likely attract others who had broken their six shackles from around the world, eager to claim a share of the spoils.

In the Vatican, Schiller wore a gentle smile. This situation was highly favorable for the Eastern Expeditionary Army; a terrifying vortex of consumption was forming. If a full-scale war erupted on Kunlun Mountain, it might even draw in peerless kings from outside the conflict. The combined forces would create a dreadful resonance, effectively strangling the Land of Ten Thousand Gods!

Finally, he prepared to depart, not to rush to the East, but to head to the Black Dragon King’s lair and help stand guard there.

“Everyone knows that Master is stationed in the Vatican, so no one dares to risk intruding there. If someone were to stir up trouble, they would certainly target the lairs of the Black Dragon King or the Arctic King,” a young woman said with a smile. Dressed in white, she was beautiful and sacred, radiating a holy glow.

The Arctic King hailed from the North Pole, a realm of ice and snow, and his lair was incredibly well-hidden, making it difficult for ordinary individuals to locate.

The Black Dragon King's lair, however, was located in Europe, and could be found with diligent searching.

Schiller’s injuries had long healed. Though an old man, he now exuded a vibrant life force, his eyes clear and his demeanor serene. He then set off, intending to catch a 'big fish'!

“Such a massive event is unfolding, with a decisive battle impending between East and West. If I merely raid the Black Dragon King’s lair, it would be too minor an act, completely insufficient to inflict substantial damage or create a significant impact. I need to make them panic, even outright fearful!”

Chu Feng muttered to himself, abandoning his original plan.

After careful consideration, he identified several viable targets and immediately set off, as the situation was truly urgent.

He didn't travel far, remaining within Greece. He covertly approached a missile base established by Europe in the region, preparing, as the Great Black Ox would say, to “do something big”!

“Last time, you used nuclear missiles to shoot me down from an aircraft, and you found that quite satisfying, didn't you?!”

Chu Feng sneered, knowing that was a result of Schiller’s influence.

Now, he was prepared to retaliate. If he was going to act, he would make it earth-shattering!

That day, Chu Feng covertly infiltrated the base using his king-level strength. He successfully located the highest-ranking military official there and hypnotized him.

Having now broken three shackles and also practicing the mental martial art of Sword Control, his spiritual power was naturally exceptionally formidable.

Hypnosis was effortless for him.

Everything went smoothly. To his surprise, there were nuclear missiles here, and more than one!

“Excellent! Target: the divine city of the Vatican. Schiller, I’m going to give you a grand fireworks display!”

The saying goes, 'The monk may run, but the temple cannot.' Now, he intended to use their own methods against them, putting on a spectacular show of force in Europe for Schiller, the Black Dragon King, and the Arctic King to witness.

Having almost died in the West not long ago, Chu Feng intended to demand an explanation today, starting by collecting some interest.