Chapter 445: Proclaiming to the World

Outside Earth, an immense, blood-soaked golden giant wolf roared, suspended in the dark cosmos, a myth seemingly brought to life.

The Sub-Saint Golden Wolf, having lost half its body, let out a long howl. It simply couldn't believe it had suffered such severe wounds, nearly killed by a beam of light from the moon.

At this moment, the Yin Nine Sparrow was bone-chillingly cold. Its body had shrunk to only a hundred *zhang* long, and it felt a weakness it had never experienced before.

It realized the Golden Wolf's injury was still the work of the Saint Master, because the moon, back then, was the Saint Master's dwelling place and contained offensive field formations no less powerful than Earth's.

On Earth, people were stunned; everyone's nerves felt as though they were about to snap from the day's torment.

Even the Sub-Saint Golden Wolf's severed half was immense, about a quarter the size of Earth, suspended beyond the planet, its golden fur bristling as it roared at the moon.

That was a true "Sirius Howling at the Moon"!

"Let's go, quickly!" the Yin Nine Sparrow whispered, trembling. Its Sub-Saint rank had been severed, and the glory of its life had reached its end.

It knew today's events would shake the cosmos; a legendary act like "beheading a Saint" had actually occurred, and would, without a doubt, cause a major upheaval among all races.

The Yin Nine Sparrow would become a focal point, but as a loser.

Failing to become a Saint and having its Sub-Saint rank severed was truly pathetic. Its eyes glinted with malevolence as it swore to start anew, eventually achieve sainthood, and illuminate the heavens!

Earth's field formations did not erupt again, and no more energy beams shot from the moon.

Without a doubt, these two planets leaned towards defense; now that both Sub-Saints were retreating and not launching attacks, they were temporarily safe.

The Sub-Saint Golden Wolf was utterly cold, its golden eyes turning deep and unfathomable. It felt unjustly wronged, having just unleashed terrifying aura from beside the moon to rescue the Yin Nine Sparrow, only to be met with a devastating assault.

Now that they were severely wounded, their Sub-Saint energy was contained, making them paradoxically safer.

The Sub-Saint Golden Wolf's body shrunk, blood-mist permeated from its severed half as its body regenerated. It then took the Yin Nine Sparrow and departed directly.

As for the green wolf that pulled his chariot, it had just died, struck by a beam from the moon and turned to ashes.

A golden path appeared, and the Golden Wolf, carrying the Yin Nine Sparrow, vanished into the distance, leaving the solar system without even glancing at the metal warships.

On the ground, many people cheered, incredibly excited. They didn't know what would happen next, but they understood that the blood-red vicious bird had been crippled; it was plain for all to see.

A red fierce bird of that immense size, on par with a planet, was too conspicuous in outer space; what had just happened was witnessed by countless people.

"This executioner has fallen directly from Sub-Saint status, all its cultivation wasted; it will experience endless bitterness and torment," Chu Feng said, vigorously waving his fist. For the Yin Nine Sparrow to have its Sub-Saint rank severed, nothing could be better.

At the edge of the solar system, Yang Xuan, Hu Qingcheng, and Qing Lan trembled in body and mind. Such a result was astonishing: two Sub-Saints had come with great fanfare, one of whom had almost achieved sainthood, yet, in the end, they were reversed and departed, carrying their crippled bodies.

"Beheading a Saint — for such a thing to happen, it will cause a great shock in the depths of the cosmos," they sighed, all feeling it was somewhat unreal.

The three looked towards Earth, where the field runes had long vanished, and the Saint Master had dimmed, turning into a rain of light and disappearing.

A silver light flew into the atmosphere, then vanished in an instant, disappearing completely.

That was a silver paper, a page of the Heavenly Book!

Now, no aura, no gaze, could capture it, because it was, in itself, a supreme divine object in the field of formations, inscribed with various formations. Who could lock onto it?

With a soft sound, the silver paper landed on a spot on Longhu Mountain, embedding itself in the rock.

Chu Feng's heart stirred. No one knew better than him what this page of the Heavenly Book signified: the supreme inheritance of field formations, which even the Saint Master had only occasionally obtained and whose origin was unknown.

Chu Feng put it away, not daring to let anyone notice.

The outer domain, however, could not remain calm. As that page of the Heavenly Book disappeared, three streaks of light wildly burst into the solar system from outside, all looking down, all searching for something.

Because, they speculated, it was a sacred object left by the Saint Master.

"The Field Formation Heavenly Book?"

Someone had clearly seen that when that paper cleaved through the Yin Nine Sparrow, field formations intertwined, destroying its Sub-Saint foundation; it was absolutely a super-sacred object, terrifyingly boundless.

"What a pity, it entered this planet!" another person sighed.

"I have an urge to send a clone, become a Saint Son, and go contend for that fortune!"

Finally, all three streaks of light disappeared.

Without a doubt, they were not true bodies, but Sub-Saints manifesting, projecting from infinite distances — which could also be called a Divine Manifestation!

Yang Xuan, Hu Qingcheng, and Qing Lan saw clearly, their bodies turning cold. It wasn't just the two Sub-Saints, the Golden Wolf and the Yin Nine Sparrow; there were actually three more, making a total of five great powerhouses who had come here.

Any one of them was a powerhouse across the cosmos, rarely seen on ordinary days, yet today, five Sub-Saints had arrived!

"Is it over?" Qing Lan whispered. Summoning her courage, she turned and looked into the depths of the cosmos.

"Perhaps it has ended here," Yang Xuan murmured.

They knew that behind the Yin Nine Sparrow was a true Saint, perhaps even one who had already illuminated the heavens; otherwise, a single Sub-Saint could not possess several death-substitute artifacts.

Suddenly, the moment they turned their heads, they once again saw a pair of gigantic eyes in the cosmos, as large as planets, slowly opening.

"It's... not over yet!" Hu Qingcheng gasped in horror.

There was indeed an unfathomable existence there. The moment its eyes opened, it caused their thoughts to freeze and their souls almost shattered; this kind of being was too terrifying.

Those eyes glowed with a bloody hue, like blood-moons dozens of times larger, hanging high in the dark sky, gazing towards Earth.

Trembling and shaking, their bodies went limp. Yang Xuan, Hu Qingcheng, and Qing Lan involuntarily knelt down; their thoughts paused, their souls stiffened, everything was out of instinct.

That kind of supreme evolutionary being brought forth supreme suppression, unbearable for ordinary beings. If they weren't princely figures, peerless talents from their respective planets, their spirits would likely have shattered.

Finally, those gigantic eyes closed, and the two blood-moon-like glowing masses reflected in the depths of the cosmos disappeared. That being did not come closer, nor did it attack.

"Heavens, that's too terrifying. Who is that powerhouse? Considering his strength, his era of fame must have been before ancient times; his true name must be known throughout the universe."

They firmly believed this was at least an ancient Saint!

"He just retreated like that?"

"Using the Sub-Saint Yin Nine Sparrow to probe Earth's true situation... Alas, beings of that level are beyond our comprehension."

As they discussed, their respective intergalactic communication devices suddenly rang, clearly indicating a significant event had occurred.

Afterward, they quickly checked the information; one by one, they were dumbfounded, then a chill ran down their spines.

"The planet ranked eleventh back then is indeed unfathomable. Someone claims to have seen the bronze coffin drifting away again in the cosmic frontier!"

This matter had just been revealed, shaking the depths of the cosmos and unsettling many races.

"Is the Saint Master truly not completely dead yet?" Yang Xuan and the two others' hearts trembled.

"Could it be that a wisp of his imprint manifested on Earth just now, causing the bronze coffin in the cosmic frontier to resonate and reappear?"

They couldn't guess and could only let their imaginations run wild.

Next, their communication devices rang again; another major event had erupted.

"The moon where Sub-Saint Yin Nine Sparrow resided has been destroyed!"

This was utterly shocking. The Yin Nine Sparrow had just attacked Earth, intending to go on a killing spree, and as a result, its own lair was wiped out.

It was rumored that the Yin Nine Sparrow resided on a moon outside a certain life-bearing planet, having evolved from a Yin Sparrow, it favored lunar energy, and many of its descendants were there.

Now, an entire moon had been shattered by a single massive hand!

"Someone witnessed it, suspected to be the work of a Sub-Saint!"

Yang Xuan, Hu Qingcheng, and Qing Lan finally understood why that terrifying, cosmic-gazing presence had departed: both the bronze coffin in the cosmic frontier and the mysterious powerhouse who destroyed the Yin Nine Sparrow's residence were like thorns that it wished to pluck out.

"History is astonishingly similar!"

"Back then, many years after the planet ranked eleventh had declined, someone had intended to completely destroy Earth, but a bronze coffin appeared, and a master emerged, attacking the race of the aggressor."

Today, such a thing happened again.

"The few masters who escaped Earth back then should have mostly perished by now; at most, only one or two remain, carrying out targeted revenge."

They speculated it couldn't be the Saint Master reappearing. Even the rumored reappearance of the bronze coffin today was fake, merely for deterrence.

"Some speculate that among those who escaped Earth back then, all Saints have perished by now, but one Sub-Saint is still alive, which is quite possible. How tragic; the planet once ranked eleventh has completely dimmed."

As the three discussed, the Yin Nine Sparrow roared furiously in the depths of the cosmos, on the verge of madness.

Although it was cold-blooded, the destruction of its territory and the complete annihilation of its disciples and followers still pushed it to extreme rage. For so many years, it had been the one killing others; it had never suffered such a great loss.

Today, first its Sub-Saint rank was severed, then the moon where it resided was shattered by a palm strike. In its eyes, this was too much, an unending feud!

"I will return to my ancestral planet and recuperate there!" It dared not go elsewhere. A chill ran through its heart, and at the same time, a cold shiver ran down its spine.

"No, before I leave, I want to take another look at Earth," the Yin Nine Sparrow spoke, asking the Sub-Saint Golden Wolf to take it there.

Because it was too unwilling to accept this, it even wanted to step onto the starry path to re-conquer that planet while it was crippled, to harvest the rebellious seeds and gather fortune.

"Alright!" The Sub-Saint Golden Wolf transformed into human form, fully recovered, his head full of small golden braids, his aura imposing. He took a step, treading on the golden path, and re-entered the solar system.

"Fellow Daoist, grant me the use of your divine ability," the Yin Nine Sparrow requested.

Afterward, its eyes glowed like two streaks of red light, shining onto Earth's surface.

Now, people on the ground couldn't see it or the Golden Wolf, because their bodies had shrunk to two meters long, no longer obscuring the sky, suspended in the dark cosmos.

At the Sub-Saint level, even without divine sight, they could still perceive and clearly see everything on the ground.

As long as they didn't attack, Earth's field formations would not retaliate.

The first area the Yin Nine Sparrow looked towards was Mount Zhongnan, because the starry path its descendants took connected there, and it had also emerged from this place back then, rising on this planet and committing countless slaughters.

It saw, behind Mount Zhongnan, within a folded space, a red-haired youth, defiant and with cold eyes, strongly reminiscent of its own demeanor in its younger days.

Without a doubt, that was a Saint Son, and around him was a large contingent of people, all exuding a strong killing intent.

"Zhu Wuque!"

The Yin Nine Sparrow murmured that that was one of its most admired descendants, whom it had personally sent onto the starry path, and whose temperament was very similar to its own back then.

It was evolving towards a Vermillion Bird, so its descendants naturally acquired the bloodline of a sacred bird; no longer Yin Sparrows, that race now considered itself the Vermillion Bird clan.

Zhu Wuque was agitated at this moment, because even in the folded space, he had witnessed the fact that the Yin Nine Sparrow was severed, and now he couldn't sit or lie still.

At this moment, he felt something and abruptly looked up, seeing two streaks of red light descending. His heart trembled as he cried out, "Ancestor, what happened to you?"

His intuition was too sharp; he guessed who it was.

The Yin Nine Sparrow asked the Sub-Saint Golden Wolf for help, to manifest a line of small characters with red light outside the folded space, asking about the current situation on Earth.

"A chosen one has appeared, named Chu Feng, who once defeated the forces led by the descendant of my sworn brother, Yuwen Chengkong, and killed many knights?" The Yin Nine Sparrow learned this unexpectedly and immediately paid close attention, because it heard that Chu Feng's main offensive method was field formations.

"Even if we have to dig three feet deep, find that Chu Feng, kill him, and obtain all his secrets!" The Yin Nine Sparrow issued a death order.

Because it had a connection, the silver Heavenly Book with which the Saint Master had severed it was on Earth, and if it were to be passed down eventually, it would likely choose Chu Feng, who had astonishing field formation talent.

"A chosen one, whether a false one or a true one, as long as he is a field formation inheritor, it's better to kill him than miss him!" the Yin Nine Sparrow said chillingly.

Next, its gaze shifted to Mount Lu, to see the descendant of its sworn brother from among the former Starry Sky Knights, Yuwen Chengkong, to understand the situation further.

"Ninth Ancestor!" Yuwen Feng, learning that the two streaks of red light descending from the sky were the Yin Nine Sparrow manifesting through another's power, was slightly agitated.

The so-called Ninth Ancestor was the ninth-ranked individual sworn brother to his ancestor Yuwen Chengkong; all of them were ruthless figures among the Starry Sky Knights back then!

Yuwen Feng truthfully reported all current events on Earth.

The Yin Nine Sparrow heard Chu Feng's name again from him and gained a deeper understanding.

As a Sub-Saint, his intuition was shockingly sharp!

"You mean this Chu Feng is peculiar, that after calming down, you sensed a dangerous aura from him, suspecting he will become a major threat?!" The Yin Nine Sparrow manifested its presence, forming words with red light.

Yuwen Feng reported: "Yes! His evolutionary level isn't high yet, but on that day, when I practiced the Hundred Transformations Breathing Technique, I faintly felt a sense of stagnation. At the time, I didn't pay attention, but now that I've calmed down, I feel as if my breathing technique is naturally suppressed by his. The more I think about it, the more terrifying and strange it seems. He must hold an enormous secret; I suspect he possesses a breathing technique no weaker than those of the top ten planets!"

The Yin Nine Sparrow could live from ancient times until now and eventually become a Sub-Saint, not just because it was ruthless and merciless, but because it possessed truly great abilities and an intuition terrifying beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"This rebellious seed is too extraordinary; he must be eliminated!" It made this judgment immediately.

"Are you done?" the Sub-Saint Golden Wolf spoke from the outer domain. A warning signal rose in its heart; even without targeting the ground directly, such surveillance made it uneasy.

"Wait a moment. Before my path dissipates, allow me to borrow your power to capture a wisp of heavenly secret!" the Yin Nine Sparrow said.

A Sub-Saint's path dissipating would be astonishing. After losing its rank, there would be a momentary enlightenment before its energy completely dissipated, planting a seed for future resurgence.

And now it wanted to proceed immediately, not for anything else, but hoping to use that wisp of spiritual light during enlightenment to peer into the truth of heavenly secrets and discern fortune or misfortune.

Because it was very concerned about this Chu Feng, and due to its deep past slaughters on this planet, it was extremely wary of the rise of rebellious seeds on this planet.

In the outer domain, divine radiance bloomed, and the Yin Nine Sparrow's final Sub-Saint brilliance directly dispersed, vanishing between heaven and earth.

"Hmm?!" It trembled.

Because, when it silently thought of the rebellious seed named Chu Feng on the ground, it felt deeply uneasy, its heart terrified. This was not a good omen; that person might be a great disaster.

"Fellow Daoist, lend me your power to transmit my decree, and in the future, I shall surely repay you handsomely!" The Yin Nine Sparrow was extremely serious, requesting the Sub-Saint Golden Wolf's assistance.

Finally, blurry words stretched across the sky, announcing to the divine sons, saintesses, and others on all starry paths that killing the native Chu Feng would earn them a Saint's Bronze Token!

This so-called Saint's Bronze Token had a physical form, but its most important aspect was its meaning: a Saint bestowing a bronze token meant they would act on that person's behalf once!

What an immense fortune and opportunity this was! Was there anything a Saint couldn't handle in the cosmos?

In an instant, Earth's renowned mountains shook, and all the divine maidens, saint sons, imperial princes, and others on the starry paths were in an uproar.