Chapter 437: I Have a Dream

Chu Feng observed the terrain, a sharp glint in his eyes.

Nearby, the mountains were adorned with vibrant green pines and cypresses, emitting a faint green glow. Numerous waterfalls cascaded down, creating a spectacular sight. Clouds enveloped the peaks, making the scenery breathtakingly beautiful.

He moved, occasionally scanning his surroundings, while also discreetly observing his escape route, his eyes sharp and gleaming.

People paused, then realized: despite his fierce words, was this guy actually planning to flee?

Immediately, they were convinced this was his style: brazen and cunning. Why wouldn't he run after gaining an advantage? He hadn't lost anything to a Saint Son; in fact, he had humiliated Yuwen Feng and his people, giving him ample reason to be proud!

Everyone was speechless. To fight and then flee—it was too sly and slippery. The more they thought about it, the more certain they became that he was about to make a swift escape.

Within the folded space, Yuwen Feng's face darkened slightly. He felt utterly humiliated; a dignified Saint Son-level figure, repeatedly defeated and disgraced on Earth.

What's more, he couldn't even retaliate because the native was clearly preparing to escape!

Bai Qing also realized that the "rebel" was indeed planning to flee. Invincible in words, yet so sneaky in action, he would run away after seizing every benefit.

They had suffered a huge loss this time. Not only had so many people died, but their secret treasure, the Brass Ring, was shattered, and the Five-Colored Net was snatched by the native. It was a complete disgrace, both in terms of reputation and equipment.

"Rebel, are you scared?!" shouted the Swan Fairy, Bai Qing. Dressed in pristine white, her fair face was tinged with faint green.

"Scared of what? You're all defeated foes. I fought all of you alone, this King is already invincible!" Chu Feng declared with an arrogant expression, but his eyes were meticulously searching for an escape route, highly cautious, as if worried about an ambush.

Seeing this, Bai Qing's face showed a hint of anxiety.

If he were allowed to leave, Saint Son Baihua would lose face and suffer a significant blow to his prestige. If word got out, he would surely be scorned by other Saint Sons and Goddesses, causing immense harm.

If he were perceived as weak, other Divine Sons might intentionally suppress him and seize his opportunities when competing for the fortunes on this planet in the future.

"If you have the guts, come in!" Bai Qing's pretty face was cold, her posture disdainful, intentionally provoking him.

"You wait, I'm coming right in. We'll see who begs for mercy then!" Chu Feng boldly declared, yet he was still secretly observing the terrain behind him.

"Then hurry up, don't be a coward!" Bai Qing's eyes shifted, waiting for him to approach, ready to strike mercilessly.

"What's the rush? Will you die if you wait a bit longer?" Chu Feng replied casually, secretly activating his Fiery Golden Eyes to examine the area thoroughly.

Now, people were wondering: was he going to run, or was he truly preparing to enter the folded space?

Just then, someone chuckled audibly. It was Ji Xuan, the Demon Race Saintess, who found the two's conversation quite amusing.

For a moment, many were bewildered. Some, after thinking back, showed strange expressions.

When Bai Qing saw the strange looks from those around her, her face first turned red, then became extremely displeased. She scolded, "Rebel, you're despicable and vulgar! How dare you take advantage of me!"

Chu Feng wore an innocent expression; his mind was entirely focused on the domain, not on such things.

At this moment, even Princess Lin lowered her head, her fair face slightly flushed, feeling that the two were being too suggestive. What was going on?

However, on second thought, it was truly the Demon Race Saintess Ji Xuan who was too unrestrained. If she hadn't laughed, no one would have misinterpreted anything.

"Your Highness, he's escaping!" At this moment, a knight stepped forward and whispered, his face contorted, rage seething in his chest.

Originally, these knights had been quiet, disciplined like iron, resembling stone statues.

But now, seeing Chu Feng about to leave, they could no longer restrain themselves.

Their companions had been killed one after another, and the dignity and honor of the Starry Sky Knights had been mercilessly trampled. They all wanted to kill that native; they didn't want to let him go!

"Alright, I'm going to the restroom. Wait for me, I'll be right back." Chu Feng suddenly announced.

Everyone turned to stone!

Had they heard correctly? What a ridiculous excuse! As evolvers, couldn't he be a bit more dignified?

Clearly, everyone unanimously believed he was doing it on purpose, openly fleeing to humiliate Saint Son Baihua, Yuwen Feng.

In fact, Chu Feng was deliberately provoking them, baiting them to come out. Why wouldn't he use his natural geographical advantage? If those infuriated iron cavalry truly charged out, he would be more than happy.

At this point, let alone others, even Yuwen Feng himself couldn't stand it. This "rebel" had challenged his authority repeatedly; he wished he could stomp him to death!

"Your Highness, let me go!"

"My Lord, I will go and kill him."

Several individuals insisted on fighting, willing to cripple part of their cultivation and fall to the Chains Realm just to break out and kill Chu Feng, eliminating that "rebel."

Of course, they also stated that they would need powerful secret treasures, as the native's kasaya was too peculiar, giving him a near-invincible aura.

"Very well, go, and I'll bestow treasures upon you!" Yuwen Feng nodded, admitting he was enraged. He wanted to instantly slaughter the native and didn't want to delay another moment.

Otherwise, on a normal day, he would never have agreed to the knights' requests. These individuals were difficult to cultivate, and the seeds of becoming Starry Sky Knights had already been sown within them.

Bai Qing's pretty face was stern. As instructed, she prepared several extraordinary secret treasures, ready to send them over immediately if anyone successfully crossed the boundary.

Although Chu Feng was retreating, he kept a constant eye on the folded space. His Fiery Golden Eyes naturally saw clearly, and he was delighted, having successfully provoked some to risk coming out.

In an instant, four knights, each riding a golden leopard, galloped out, their momentum like a rainbow.

As expected, the domain appeared, and the inexplicable rules of Earth began to fully suppress them, threatening to obliterate them.

"Roar..."

The four men roared, and the colossal leopards beneath them, adorned with golden scales, also shrieked, shaking Mount Lu and astonishing many.

These were originally beings of the Freedom Realm, now cutting off their cultivation to furiously break into Earth's space and cross the boundary.

Even many of the awakened ones who had broken free from the Famous Mountain Star Path's restraints watched from outside with tension. Having experienced it themselves, they empathized and knew this was the most dangerous and terrifying undertaking.

Bang, bang!

In a single breath, two knights successively exploded, turning into two balls of fire. They didn't even have time to whimper, their bodies and souls instantly obliterated, along with their mounts.

Yuwen Feng's face turned ashen, his heart aching.

The remaining two wailed, their mounts roared, and, enveloped in flames, they actually charged out.

"Receive the secret treasures!" Bai Qing shouted, quickly throwing the corresponding weapons for them to use against Chu Feng.

However, these two were not entirely safe; they were still partially covered by domain patterns. But barring any unforeseen circumstances, they should have been able to escape completely.

However, Chu Feng was like a hunting tiger, having waited for a long time. Now, clad in his kasaya, radiating a red glow, he transformed into a crimson lightning bolt and charged forward, striking fiercely.

"Amitabha!"

As he launched his thunderous attack, he finally uttered a Buddhist chant.

Yet, to Yuwen Feng and his followers, it sounded anything but sacred or beautiful; it was a demonic sound from hell, bringing immense terror.

Chu Feng's red kasaya trembled, its golden threads erupting into patterns that intertwined and pressed forward, activating the inherent domain of the famous mountain. This caused the fading flames on the two knights to explode again, becoming resplendent once more.

"Ah..."

The two screamed miserably, and along with their mounts, were incinerated into ashes. The sight was terrifying.

Simultaneously, the two secret treasures were also destroyed.

Chu Feng watched with a pang of regret, secretly lamenting the great waste!

All four directions were silent; everyone was stunned.

"Ah..." Bai Qing shrieked, unable to bear it, practically going mad. All four Freedom Realm knights were lost. Two were almost successful, but the native's forceful interference led to their demise.

Yuwen Feng clenched his fists, his eyes spitting fire. He had never been so enraged, wishing he could purge the entire planet with blood. He couldn't help but let out a low roar.

Beside him, the even more powerful knights were furious, their eyes bloodshot. They howled like a pack of bloodthirsty beasts, intent on destroying everything.

Divine Son Ji Ling was lost in thought, and the old man beside him also gazed intently.

Standing to the side, Qi Lin was greatly shaken, then felt a slight chill. She realized she had underestimated Chu Feng. Despite his seemingly carefree demeanor, he was incredibly adept at seizing and creating opportunities, repeatedly embarrassing a Saint Son.

However, she also felt that unless Chu Feng could directly defeat Yuwen Feng, his situation would become even more perilous. He would face bloody retaliation in the future and come to no good end. But was it even possible to defeat a Saint Son?

"Ruthless and decisive enough, I like it!" The Demon Race Saintess Ji Xuan giggled, her usual dignity gone, looking quite charming. She spoke to Chu Feng, "Become my follower!"

Chu Feng, clad in his kasaya, stood calmly before the folded space and said, "Boundless Heavenly Venerate!"

Everyone was annoyed. Had the Buddhist sect invited him? This native was too close to the Daoist sect.

To Yuwen Feng and his followers, it was even more jarring; they wished they could chop him into pieces immediately!

Only then did Chu Feng turn around, looking at Ji Xuan, the direct descendant of the Demon Saint, and said, "I have a dream."

Everyone was speechless. To talk so earnestly about a dream in such a situation was truly something. Many felt their faces flush for him.

"What is it?" Ji Xuan asked with interest.

"To hunt down a few goddesses and saintesses, to have them add fragrance to my sleeves, dance, sing, and... warm my bed." His brazenness was such that he could be used as a cutting board. His blunt declaration instantly stunned everyone.

Was he trying to defy heaven? Divine Son Ji Ling, Princess Lin, and Demon Race Saintess Ji Xuan were all dumbfounded.

"Can you fulfill that?" Chu Feng asked Ji Xuan.

"Go to hell!" The Demon Race Saintess Ji Xuan's face flushed slightly. Even she, with all her unrestrained nature, couldn't handle that and desperately wanted to slap him.

At this point, let alone others, even Yuwen Feng, who was on the verge of madness from anger, saw his face twitch. As for Bai Qing, she looked utterly bewildered.

Qi Lin turned to stone, completely dumbfounded beneath the green pines.

The Peacock King and Nine-Lives Cat King exchanged glances, feeling as if they had seen a ghost. Finally, they had to sigh, "This Devil King Chu is truly defying heaven; his audacity is terrifying, indeed stronger than us!"

"Chu Feng, you incompetent coward, is that all you have—just talk? You can say a thousand things, but you're still timid and dare not come in. If you have the guts, come over here, and I'll slap you to death!"

Bai Qing screamed frantically. She truly didn't want Chu Feng to just flee so far away; that would be too exasperating for them!

Chu Feng turned around, looking at them with considerable interest.

Of course, he intended to go in. He didn't know the full extent of a Saint Son-level figure's power, nor how truly formidable someone like Yuwen Feng was. However, he was confident in launching sudden, brutal attacks to kill some knights. Did they really think he went to the moon for nothing?

However, to maximize the battle's outcome, he couldn't just walk in directly earlier. He had to continuously provoke and torment them, killing a few more people. This strategy proved quite fruitful.

Of course, in the eyes of Yuwen Feng and his followers, he was undoubtedly detestable and vile. They even felt that this native was so despicable, they wished they could stomp him to death immediately.

"Yes, I'm coming," Chu Feng said, stepping forward, a smile playing on his lips. He was still playfully tugging at their heartstrings, making their emotions surge.