Chapter 416: One Careless Chosen One

Yang Xuan was on the verge of losing it. He was tempted to descend to the lower realm and beat that kid to a pulp. "Courting my sister? I'll make sure you regret it!"

Qing Lan, after an initial moment of shock, burst into laughter. Seeing his companion and rival so utterly frustrated, unintentionally enraged by a mere native below, filled him with immense delight.

With a furious expression, Yang Xuan unleashed several more silver light beams, relentlessly bombarding the area below.

Chu Feng genuinely felt a pang of unease. These silver light beams were so intense and imposing; their sudden appearance made him a little nervous.

However, after a few more tries, he fully grasped the situation. The divine radiance in the sky, though dazzling and seemingly formidable, with brilliant silver light piercing the heavens and earth, possessed no actual power.

"Utterly useless!" he muttered, his eyes full of disdain. The silver light was nothing more than a bluff.

Of course, he didn't want to provoke a direct confrontation. He merely mumbled, "Seriously?!" Being inexplicably targeted, he was naturally displeased, then showed a slight look of contempt.

However, in outer space, there were crystallizations of divine abilities akin to a "thousand-mile eye" and "wind-following ear," allowing them to see clearly and hear every whisper. They could capture his every expression and any muttered sound.

Yang Xuan felt a surge of heat and anger. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation: being repeatedly cursed and openly disdained by a mere junior from the Chains Realm.

Given his stature, this situation was both ridiculous and infuriating.

If word of this reached the prosperous inner regions of the star sea and got out to the other illustrious scions of various races—those as brilliant as him—he would be laughed to scorn.

"Don't breathe a word of this when we return!" he warned Qing Lan.

Qing Lan smiled, seizing the opportunity to extort him. "I want a five-star combat beast, guaranteed to win ten consecutive matches," he said, "so it can win me a specific rare medicine from the Combat Beast Hall."

"Why don't you just go rob someone?!" Yang Xuan glared back.

On the ground, Chu Feng was about to leave when he noticed numerous extraterrestrial beings in the area, all drawn by the silver light and appearing around him.

It was worth noting that he had frequently taken action along the way, thoroughly beating up aliens purely on his own whim. Many in this current group were among his past victims.

The next moment, almost in unison, this group joined forces, howling as they charged at Chu Feng, ready to settle scores.

In outer space, Yang Xuan's eyes lit up. He watched as these individuals, drawn by the silver light he had cast, seemingly intended to hunt down that fellow.

However, the smile on his face quickly vanished, replaced by a frown. Despite their numbers, these people couldn't corner Chu Feng and were instead beaten and scattered.

In the end, it was a truly pitiful sight: an entire group being mercilessly thrashed!

It was utterly miserable; even Yang Lin, the follower of his Holy Maiden cousin, was beaten yet again.

At this point, not only Yang Xuan but even Qing Lan, who was simply watching the spectacle, wore a strange expression. This scene was utterly unbelievable: a native from this declining planet single-handedly dealt with a dozen or two invaders without any difficulty!

Although Chu Feng faced some danger, he ultimately sent the extraterrestrial evolutionaries flying, leaving teeth, blood, and sprawled bodies all over the ground.

The entire group was defeated, looking utterly miserable.

Among them, three or four had already broken the Ten Great Chains, making them two levels higher in cultivation than Chu Feng. Yet, they were still beaten until they vomited blood and rolled on the ground.

And what was that guy doing? Yang Xuan and Qing Lan watched closely, rendered speechless. "That damn guy is a bandit!" He had stripped everyone of their belongings, leaving them completely plundered.

Then, the bandit started interrogating them, pressing each individual for their origins, and even writing it all down in a small notebook?!

Was that guy recruiting... followers?!

What an utter disgrace, a profound humiliation! A group of aliens beaten to a pulp, looking like mangled pigs, and then having their "debts" recorded? Who would ever believe such a story?

At the very least, Yang Xuan and Qing Lan exchanged wide-eyed glances, both convinced that this kid was simply too bizarre!

In fact, what transpired today had already been witnessed and reported, causing a considerable sensation.

"Every time Demon King Chu goes quiet for a few days, he's sure to reappear soon to cause a stir. But isn't the commotion he's created this time a bit too massive?"

After the major incident at Mount Lao, he disappeared for two days, only to re-emerge and furiously beat up aliens—it was truly astonishing.

Currently, aliens were descending like rain, emerging from various famous mountains. The world was shaken, and many people were in a state of panic, uncertain about what the future held.

Major financial groups and top organizations remained quiet, unwilling to provoke the numerous newly arrived invaders.

Under these circumstances, everyone was extremely cautious, yet Chu Feng remained a maverick.

Now, major media platforms were flooded with photos of him beating up aliens, leaving viewers speechless and utterly incredulous.

While others were terrified, he acted ruthlessly and as he pleased.

"Looking at these photos, I can almost feel the aliens' pain. Just look at this one—it's too brutal! The alien was kicked so hard they went flying and were reduced to a pathetic, rolling mess."

Many young people, however, were thrilled. After seeing these reports, they eagerly flipped through the photos, developing an almost fanatical admiration for Chu Feng.

"From these photos, it looks like Demon King Chu handles these aliens as easily as child's play—it's truly astounding!"

In reality, Chu Feng had already made his escape. He sensed an impending crisis and knew he was in trouble.

Beings from the Ten Chains Realm were appearing with increasing frequency, and if too many showed up, they would pose a significant threat. He quickly headed towards Purple Gold Mountain in Jiangning.

According to his calculations, the ancient monstrous corpse beneath the Primordial Yin Fire Essence should have fallen into slumber, no longer impeding his alchemy.

However, along the way, as he traversed several mountain ranges, the silver light reappeared, consistently descending upon him. This was clearly a method of tracking and marking his location.

This silver light was quite unique and seemed very sacred, naturally attracting significant attention. Some invaders soon appeared, following its trail.

In outer space, Yang Xuan smiled, having already used this method to guide two or three groups of opponents towards the native, causing him considerable trouble and vexation.

Unfortunately, each time Chu Feng managed to break through and escape.

Finally, Chu Feng reached Purple Gold Mountain in Jiangning. After a thorough investigation, he found the area peaceful and the ancient creature still dormant.

Along the way, due to Yang Xuan's interference from outer space, many had discovered his trail and knew he had arrived here.

However, once he reached this location, it became Chu Feng's home turf. As long as the monster remained dormant, there was no danger. He was completely secure inside the Grand Supreme Eight Trigrams Furnace; anyone who dared to attack would undoubtedly be incinerated.

Chu Feng activated the domain and began alchemy!

Last time, he had harvested numerous exotic fruits from the Qilin's old nest, and now, the true season for refining them had arrived.

In an instant, eight types of energy flames pulsed across the entire area, burning the Grand Supreme Divine Furnace and scorching the land. Within the furnace's cavern, a misty vapor rose, and the rich scent of medicine permeated the air.

"Hiss!" In outer space, Yang Xuan gasped. Even with the "thousand-mile eye" and "wind-following ear" abilities, the area remained highly mysterious, glowing brilliantly with eight kinds of divine light illuminating the surface.

"This is a place of creation; that kid found an extraordinary divine cavern!" Qing Lan said, his expression serious.

However, they couldn't see through it completely. Once Purple Gold Mountain's domain was activated, even their advanced observation abilities were obstructed!

Regardless of location or galaxy, domain researchers were highly esteemed and respected by all factions due to their exceptional methods.

The divine caverns they arranged within mountains and rivers, and the saintly tombs they planned, were all truly extraordinary.

Chu Feng remained quiet, refining precious medicine. Concurrently, he was re-refining the emerald green bamboo raft, placing it within the Grand Supreme Eight Trigrams Furnace for repair.

During this time, the outside remained far from quiet.

In outer space, Yang Xuan periodically sent down silver light, which swirled above Purple Gold Mountain, creating an astonishing, almost miraculous, display.

This wasn't a one-time occurrence; the light descended periodically. He aimed to attract more evolutionaries to create trouble and vexation for Chu Feng, considering it a form of punishment.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. While the mysterious silver light did attract numerous powerful individuals, they were unable to set foot in the Grand Supreme Eight Trigrams Furnace area of Purple Gold Mountain, as they would be incinerated on the way.

As time passed, the events unfolding here began to acquire a mysterious aura.

With Chu Feng present, silver light continuously descended from the sky, appearing sacred as if it were resonating with him.

Moreover, those who paid close attention knew that earlier, when Chu Feng was ambushed by extraterrestrial beings, the same extraordinary phenomenon had appeared above his head.

While no one voiced their thoughts, everyone felt a mixture of trepidation and astonishment. This was clearly a sacred omen!

Chu Feng refined the medicine for a full day and night, achieving perfect completion.

In fact, he didn't even need to actively intervene; the Grand Supreme Eight Trigrams Furnace could perfectly refine everything. Such terrain was truly extraordinary.

Inside the Grand Supreme Furnace, the bamboo raft glowed a vibrant green. It was fully repaired and looked pristine—an excellent means of transportation.

On the ground lay several blue pills, radiating a shimmering aura and emitting a mist of energy. Their rich fragrance wafted into people's nostrils, making them feel as if they were floating.

"It's done!"

Filled with joy, Chu Feng immediately consumed one pill, eager to evolve without delay and reach a higher level.

The blue pill contained an inexplicable catalytic substance and potent energy. The moment he consumed it, his entire body glowed with a bluish light.

An energy surge, combined with the catalyst, activated the vitality of every cell in his body. Explosive power erupted from within him, and every inch of his flesh radiated a divine glow.

A rumbling sound filled the air! Finally, Chu Feng broke through, tearing the Ninth Chain. Dazzling light erupted from within him, his physique rapidly improving, undergoing a fierce metamorphosis!

It was akin to a complete rebirth; the transformation was intense, leaving him far more powerful than before, his overall strength surging!

Arguably, each of his evolutions caused a significant stir, and the power he gained far surpassed that of others. This was a direct ascent, a profound leap in his life level.

With the Ninth Chain broken, he unlocked his kidneys!

At this moment, Chu Feng's kidneys began to glow, dazzlingly bright, emitting a brilliant radiance and exuding vibrant vitality.

It could be said that he was now bursting with vital energy!

With an explosive surge in energy, his physique evolved, continuously transforming.

Ultimately, a pair of sacred light wings extended from his kidneys, resplendent and astonishing. These wings not only allowed him to attack but also enabled him to fly and move through the earth!

"This..." Chu Feng exclaimed, both shocked and overjoyed.

From that moment on, he could fly!

He hadn't grown any additional organs or wings. Instead, his abundant vital energy was so concentrated that it emanated from his body, forming a pair of sacred light wings.

These energy wings could not only serve as broadswords in combat but also allowed him to soar through the sky.

For Chu Feng, this was nothing short of a revolutionary change. Finally able to fly, his attack range suddenly expanded dramatically, and his overall strength surged significantly!

Chu Feng emerged from seclusion, his energy wings unfurled. He slowly ascended into the air, accompanied by a shower of light and brilliant radiance, appearing like a deity reborn.

At this moment, Yang Xuan also noticed him and quickly sent down more silver light, directing it towards Chu Feng. He intended to establish coordinates for him, hoping to attract nearby individuals to swarm and attack.

In truth, the area was already quite crowded.

When the silver light descended from the sky, seemingly merging with Chu Feng, the sight profoundly shocked many observers.

No one attacked, no one resisted; instead, they were filled with wariness, envy, admiration, and even a touch of hatred!

"A blessed omen descends from the heavens! This phenomenon is astonishing... Does this mean he is the Chosen One?!"

Once someone finally voiced this idea, the area erupted in clamor, losing all its previous quiet.

Before this, many had harbored such thoughts and questions: why was there always silver light swirling above his head, seemingly communicating with the cosmos?

Furthermore, recalling Chu Feng's past feats and his consistent creation of miracles, they grew even more convinced of his extraordinary nature.

Now, both the Earth's evolutionaries and the large contingent of extraterrestrial invaders gathered there harbored complex emotions, believing that the auspicious heavenly phenomenon signified Chu Feng's extraordinary destiny, perhaps even marking him as truly the Chosen One.

Especially now, as he exuded a powerful aura, his astonishing divine wings spread as he floated in the air like a true deity, many felt their hearts tremble, inwardly admitting they were no match for him.

An increasing number of people became convinced that he was no ordinary individual, but one blessed by the fortunes of heaven and earth.

"Precisely! In our galaxy, there are such legends and similar records; he is absolutely one of the Chosen Ones!"

Eventually, most people came to believe it.

In outer space, Yang Xuan nearly spat blood. He was utterly dumbfounded. His attempt to punish that native had inadvertently elevated the kid into the Chosen One?!

Both anxious and enraged, he wished he could descend and slap everyone awake, berating them for their blindness.

Qing Lan, too, was speechless, casting a strange look at Yang Xuan that clearly said, "You've really overdone it!"

At this moment, Purple Gold Mountain was enveloped in peace, devoid of slaughter or conflict.

Even the aliens were attempting to forge amicable relationships with Chu Feng.

This was because, before their descent to Earth, certain ancient figures in their respective galaxies had specifically instructed them that they would inevitably encounter Chosen Ones on Earth, and that they must, under no circumstances, oppose them by force.

They had even been told that such individuals might emerge from among the natives themselves, and should they encounter one, they must strive to establish good relations.

As a result, the area was now enjoying an unexpected and profound peace.

In outer space, Yang Xuan was truly fuming to the point of spitting blood. What had he done?! He had inadvertently, both directly and indirectly, provided that little native with a tremendous advantage, causing everyone to mistakenly believe him to be the Chosen One.

From now on, that kid would most likely enjoy a smooth journey, with all factions seeking to win him over.

The thought of this outcome made Yang Xuan's liver ache with frustration.

"Damn it all!" He couldn't help but curse, utterly fed up with himself. What kind of mess was this?!

Chu Feng was an imposter, yet Yang Xuan had unwittingly packaged him as the real deal, leading everyone to believe he was the Chosen One. Was there any justice in that? Yang Xuan felt like screaming.

Simultaneously, he recalled an even more serious matter: their clan had also discussed the topic of Chosen Ones in the past.

Their understanding was that if such an individual appeared among the natives, they must immediately seek to recruit and befriend them, as the indigenous people were, after all, more favored by the planet's will.

Yang Xuan distinctly remembered personally advising his Holy Maiden cousin to set aside her pride, approach such natives, and form an alliance with them.

"Oh, for crying out loud!" He couldn't help but curse, his head pounding with frustration. He realized he might have dug a massive pit for his Holy Maiden cousin!

A pit, impossibly deep!