Chapter 460: Starry Sky Explosion

In the starry sky, everyone was dumbfounded.

How could one describe him? He was so confident, so narcissistic, or perhaps, even more shamelessly brazen. How could he utter such words?!

His face was so thick it could absolutely serve as a shield on the battlefield, deflecting arrows. Swords striking it would surely produce sparks; it was impervious to blades and spears!

The three saints remained silent, but their faces had turned completely dark. This native truly deserved to be executed for repeatedly offending their sacred might, yet he simply wouldn't die.

He actually started singing, "How lonely it is to be invincible..."

This left everyone wide-eyed. His previous comment was one thing, but now, above that sea, he stood with his hands behind his back, immensely conceited, singing with great passion.

The starry sky immediately seemed on the verge of exploding.

On the Primal Beast Platform, a group of people howled and cheered. Was this native, Chu Feng, going to defy the heavens?

"Oh my god, I can't take it anymore! This guy is incredible; he's going to infuriate the saints to death without paying the price!"

"Haha, how amusing! To think such an 'invincible' character would emerge from that remote, barbaric planet. What an anomaly!"

At this moment, countless people logged onto the Primal Beast Platform to witness this scene, causing an uproar that seemed to fill the sky. The live streaming platform was on the verge of crashing.

The number of viewers was simply overwhelming, coming from various galaxies, with countless life-bearing planets able to log in. The interstellar network now covered almost all regions.

Naturally, extremely remote, low-level planets were exceptions.

"How lonely it is to be invincible..." Chu Feng's expression was focused, truly immersed, as if he had fallen into a state from which he couldn't extricate himself.

Outside Earth, the three saints' faces grew darker and darker. Even as saints, they couldn't endure this. They had tried to kill this native multiple times without success, and now he was singing like this. Wasn't he utterly humiliating them?

Yin Jiuque felt increasingly awkward, wiping away cold sweat.

On the Primal Beast Platform, the commentator was also sweating. This was making his job incredibly difficult. How could he comment? A slight misstep would offend the three saints.

"Invincibility is indeed a form of loneliness, but I believe his invincibility isn't in his combat power, but in his arrogance. His words and actions are frivolous and unruly. He truly is an 'unbeatable' young man."

The commentator held back for a long time before finally offering a comment.

The several esteemed seniors who had been invited looked as uncomfortable as if they were constipated. What could they say? They had long predicted this native would die, but he was becoming more lively than ever.

Couldn't they see? He was singing and dancing on the sea, growing increasingly spirited.

"Ahem, this young man is certainly energetic," an esteemed senior said, clearing his throat.

Another senior commented, "It's good to be young; one dares to say anything. This can be seen as vigor, but sometimes also as recklessness and ignorance of the world. It is wrong to insult a saint in this manner. Remember, all beings must hold saints in reverence."

However, on the Primal Beast Platform, no one was listening to his lecture. It was a scene of utter commotion, with people from different galaxies discussing one person. Never before had there been such agitation.

"This native is too fierce! He's actually confronting the saints and currently holds an absolute advantage!" someone joked.

In everyone's minds, saints were rigid, unfathomable, invincible, and sat high in the primordial chaos of the heavens—virtually unreachable, belonging to a different world, and rarely seen.

Now, there was a native from the most remote, barbaric corner of the universe who was making saints stumble, fully igniting the rebellious streak in everyone's hearts. Thus, they were all excited, exceptionally thrilled.

This also led to a surge in the number of people flooding onto the Primal Beast Platform, and the numbers continued to rise.

"These lyrics have a profound meaning, and the singer has a unique flair. We must record this and listen to it whenever we have time."

Indeed, countless people were recording it.

This phenomenon even astonished some evolutionary sects that specialized in sound wave techniques. The outstanding disciples of these sects had never achieved such popularity when releasing their own records.

Even the saintesses from top evolutionary sects, who primarily focused on sound wave research and had immense influence, only saw similar scenes when releasing groundbreaking works.

It was well known that those songs and melodies could slowly enhance the spiritual power of evolutionaries, offering significant benefits from long-term listening.

Yet now, a native from a remote planet, humming a casual tune, could almost rival the most popular saintesses.

"I strongly suspect that after today, 'How Lonely It Is to Be Invincible' will secure a spot on the spiritual song charts," someone stated confidently.

"Absolutely, it's already recorded!" many people echoed.

At this moment, the powerful figures behind the Primal Beast Platform were very satisfied.

According to statistics, the Primal Beast Platform's online viewership now held a commanding lead, far surpassing the live viewership of other competing platforms.

Earth, East Sea.

Chu Feng's confidence grew. He felt that even if a saint wanted to kill him, it would likely be difficult, perhaps even impossible.

After all this time, despite his suicidal provocations, he was still alive. This was enough to prove that saints were not omnipotent.

Just then, he saw a small boat secretly observing from the distant sea.

In a flash, Chu Feng spread his wings and rushed over at extreme speed, instantly swooping down to capture the person, who was at the ninth stage of awakening.

Relatively speaking, the newcomer's evolutionary level was so low that Chu Feng could freely explore their thoughts and intentions with his spiritual power, without any hindrance.

People from Penglai!

Many people from Penglai were currently mobilized, searching for Chu Feng because he had killed Chen Sheng, the young master of the Chen family, as well as Chen Pu, Chen Feng, and others. They sought revenge.

When they discovered the turbulent and terrifying conditions in this sea area, some came to investigate.

At this time, a powerful contingent from Penglai's Chen family was searching the world for Chu Feng, intent on eradicating him and ensuring he wouldn't live.

Some even sought out people related to him, such as his parents and the great demons of Kunlun, intending to use extremely sinister methods.

After realizing this, Chu Feng's expression turned cold. Some people from Penglai were truly persistent, relentlessly pursuing him and vowing not to stop until he was killed.

He knocked the person unconscious and left them on the small boat. He disdained killing such minor characters who had not yet committed evil.

Chu Feng returned to the five-colored grand ship and instructed Saintess Li Lin, "My handmaiden, start the ship. We're going to visit Penglai!"

Li Lin glared at him, strongly disliking the term "handmaiden," but ultimately endured it. She then piloted the five-colored grand ship, cutting through the waves.

At this moment, the starry sky trembled.

On the Primal Beast Platform, a significant portion of the audience was wailing and cursing, their hostility towards Chu Feng intensely strong. They no longer "appreciated" him as before; instead, they wished to eat him alive.

"Oh, my heart aches! My goddess, how could you fall to become his handmaiden? I can't believe it, I truly cannot accept it!" someone wailed heartbrokenly.

"Impossible, what I'm seeing isn't real, it's all fake. So hateful, that native! I'll kill you! Give me back my Goddess Li Lin!"

Undoubtedly, these were people from the same planet as Li Lin. Upon seeing Li Lin in such a state, a group of them pounded their chests and stamped their feet, filled with immense grief and indignation, wishing they could immediately rush over and kill him.

Earlier, the camera had briefly captured the silver turtle and Li Lin, but it was fleeting, leaving these people with a sliver of hope. Now, however, it was almost despair, as it had been definitively confirmed.

Others had merely thought Li Lin was beautiful and ethereal, her demeanor suggesting she was a top saintess from a higher-level planet. Now that it was confirmed, there was an immediate uproar.

"Holy cow, this guy is an absolute beast! He captured a saintess and keeps her by his side. I... I'm so green with envy! I want to go to that planet and hunt too!"

"Is she really a saintess from a higher-level planet? I heard she's even the saintess of that planet's strongest dao lineage, meaning she's the foremost young talent in that star region! This is defying heaven! Even powerful figures wouldn't dare to lay a hand on a goddess of this caliber, yet this native... Argh, I want to kill him! Let me swap identities with him, oh gods, please grant me this wish!"

Contrary to expectations, while many people truly hated Chu Feng, even more were consumed by jealousy and envy, some even letting out wolf-like howls.

People from the same higher-level planet as Li Lin were filled with indignation and issued a call to action on the Primal Beast Platform.

"Everyone, don't you find this native despicable and utterly shameful? We must rescue Saintess Li Lin! Who will join us to kill that native?"

Some people responded, clamoring to rescue the goddess from the tiger's maw.

Someone ruthlessly retorted, "Stop messing around. By the time you travel along the star paths and get there, it'll be at least a year and a half later. By then, Goddess Li's child will almost be born. What will you go for? To celebrate the safe delivery of mother and child?"

"Ahhh!" a group of people shrieked miserably upon hearing these words.

At this moment, Chu Feng lay comfortably in a wicker chair, pondering. Since Penglai liked to get involved, he decided to let them participate and scare them to death.

He had no idea that deep in the starry sky, countless people were gnashing their teeth, wishing they could eat him alive!

The grand ship finally approached Penglai Island, which was shrouded in mist.

At this point, Chu Feng held his communicator, lost in thought, as he had gained further insight into the situation. It was news leaked by some arrivals, relayed to him immediately by acquaintances.

Chu Feng's expression was strange as he stared at the silver turtle propping up the table leg. Could it be that everything had started because of it?!

He had learned that an ancient saint named Jun Tuo from outside the domain had come for him, consumed by thunderous rage.

At the same time, he looked at Li Lin again. Was there also a Sword Saint Duanmu who had come for her?

At this moment, Chu Feng actually wore an expression of discomfort, as if constipated. It turned out that this was the great disaster he had caused, attracting the murderous intent of saints!

However, he also felt that those ancient saints might have deeper motives, not simply coming to kill him.

"Enter the island!" Chu Feng didn't hesitate, instructing Saintess Li Lin to pilot the grand ship and break into the island.

This island was considered a secret realm, hidden within the vast ocean, and only appeared in Earth's main space after a dramatic change in the world.

The five-colored grand ship traversed the sky, capable of flight, and entered the island.

Once there, Chu Feng immediately kicked the silver turtle propping up the table leg. "What kind of look is that? Why are you glaring at me?"

"You bastard!" the silver turtle cursed inwardly. Although it wished it could instantly eliminate Chu Feng, blasting him with its turtle fists, it hadn't glared at him at all just now. As the saying went, "a wise man submits to circumstances," and a turtle under a roof had to bow its head.

"I didn't glare at you."

In its view, this native was definitely looking for trouble.

It was right. Chu Feng was using it to provoke Jun Tuo, hoping the ancient saint would act again. The heavens had been quiet for some time, and he now needed saintly power to intimidate the people on Penglai Island.

As the grand ship entered the island, it was immediately spotted, and someone shouted in rebuke.

Chu Feng was completely unambiguous. He began relentlessly kicking the silver turtle, saying, "A thousand-year-old bastard, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle—you clearly aren't good news. Tell me, does your family lineage include an even older, more ancient bastard?"

On the Primal Beast Platform, many people gasped in cold air.

The commentator really wanted to say that this time Chu Feng had guessed correctly, but he wouldn't dare utter a sound, even if it killed him. If he truly offended Ancient Saint Jun Tuo, he would have no burial place.

Outside Earth, Ancient Saint Jun Tuo's war chariot erupted with dazzling light, like a burning sun illuminating the outer domain, followed by flashes of lightning and thunder.

In an instant, an apocalyptic aura descended over Penglai Island, terrifying to the extreme, causing many to tremble, and quite a few to collapse onto the ground.

At this moment, Chu Feng maintained a cold, god-like demeanor, looking at the people of Penglai ahead and shouting, "You servants, treacherous and faithless, daring to scheme against your master! Today, the direct bloodline has arrived!"

He had already told Li Lin to stop the grand ship, ready to perform a spatial jump and escape at any moment.

In the sky, lightning intertwined. A saint was enraged. Although he hadn't yet acted, his mere displeasure was enough to cause drastic changes in heaven and earth, entirely due to an ancient saint's emotions.

To the people of Penglai, it was utterly terrifying. Chu Feng stood on the grand ship with his hands behind his back, various divine and mysterious phenomena manifesting above his head, radiating an irresistible aura.

Chu Feng felt it wasn't enough. He directly lifted his foot and began relentlessly kicking the silver turtle again, whispering, "Look at you, you turtle! Your ancestor must have been a coward too. A thousand-year-old bastard, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle—all you can do is live a bit longer."

The silver turtle felt greatly wronged. Why was it being relentlessly kicked again for no reason? It felt so aggrieved, so incredibly wronged.

On the Primal Beast Platform, there was a cacophony of noise.

"Oh divine one, you probably don't know that the ancestor of that silver turtle is right outside the domain, an ancient saint, watching you!"

"I really want to know what Ancient Saint Jun Tuo is feeling right now."

"Saint Jun Tuo must be enraged to the point of madness; he surely wants to instantly slap that kid to death. This cannot be tolerated. This Chu Feng is truly defying heaven, daring to mock an invincible saint like this."

The Primal Beast Platform was boiling with excitement. People eagerly anticipated what would happen next, as Chu Feng's words were so cutting—cursing "thousand-year-old bastard, ten-thousand-year-old turtle" perfectly aligned with Ancient Saint Jun Tuo.

The several esteemed seniors who had been invited all closed their mouths, not daring to offer a single comment. They had never felt so on edge hosting a program. If they had known this would happen, they wouldn't have come, even if it killed them.

Boom, boom, boom!

The even more earth-shattering scene Chu Feng had anticipated appeared: images of golden-bodied Bodhisattvas being torn apart, bloody and reflected in the sky; terrifying visuals of life-bearing planets being destroyed flickered, awe-inspiring to the heart.

All of this appeared above Chu Feng's head. At this moment, he finally stopped kicking the silver turtle, adopting an utterly cold expression, striving to display the demeanor of a merciless god or demon, looking down upon all living beings!

He shouted at the people of Penglai, "Kneel!"

On the opposite side, some people indeed trembled and shivered.

Chu Feng, like a cold god or demon, said, "Do you truly believe that all the powerful figures of our lineage have vanished? There are still some among us!" He pointed to the sky, and near him, the aura was terrifying, with various strange phenomena becoming even more astonishing.

Of course, he was already prepared to flee. The moment a saint revealed his deception, he would immediately pilot the grand ship for a spatial jump. After all, the ship had this function, sufficient to escape Penglai.

If the people here were truly intimidated, genuinely terrified, and collapsed to their knees, then it would be wonderful.

"You treacherous servants who dare to deceive your master, you audacious dogs, you who presume to be orthodox and even wish to harm the main lineage—have you grown tired of living?!" Chu Feng continued to scold.

At the same time, he wondered why the saints in the sky had not exposed him.

He hesitated briefly. To make the scene even more astounding, and to use the saints' aura to directly pressure the people of Penglai into collapsing, he decided to add more fuel to the fire.

Chu Feng looked at Li Lin and quietly transmitted, "Sing 'How Lonely It Is to Be Invincible' for me!"

Li Lin's beautiful eyes widened. He wanted her to sing such a narcissistic song? Impossible, it was too vulgar. She would absolutely refuse.

"If you don't sing, half of your photo album will be released online immediately!" Chu Feng threatened.

Li Lin wanted to fight him to the death, but in the end, she capitulated. She began to sing softly and slowly, her voice exquisitely beautiful and full of unique charm, "How lonely it is to be invincible..."

In the starry sky, there was first a moment of silence, then an explosion of noise.

Getting the saintess to sing such a song was one reason, but there was a more crucial one: What did they hear? "Photo album"?!

Outside Earth, a certain saint was also enraged. He had come specifically for Li Lin!

"How lonely it is to be invincible..." Li Lin's voice was utterly beautiful, echoing over Penglai Island.