Chapter 484: Clearance

Below the altar, bloodstains mottled the ground, and scattered rocks lay everywhere. Numerous scales and feathers were strewn about, and dust billowed upwards, indicating a recent fierce and chaotic battle.

Zhu Wuque was on the verge of madness. One of his legs had been severed at the root, and bright red blood pulsed from the wound, gushing forth like a crimson mist.

What was most infuriating was what he saw next: Chu Feng had secured the Yinque's thigh and was "insanely" grilling it right there.

This was simply intolerable! He was right there, watching that brutal bastard prepare to eat his own leg. How could he possibly bear this indignity?!

In the past, Starry Sky Knights had hunted on this very planet. As a descendant of the Half-Saint Yin Jiuque, he had been held in high regard and had great expectations placed upon him. How had he fallen to such a state?

Zhu Wuque's body pulsed with crimson energy, as if he were about to explode. This was the greatest humiliation of his life.

Chu Feng was grilling the bird leg, burning off large sections of its red feathers. He frowned, realizing that such a primitive method—grilling it with the feathers still on—was no different from consuming raw flesh and blood.

He stood up, clutching the Yinque leg, and rushed towards a nearby spring pool. However, he stumbled halfway there, almost face-planting, as the aftereffects of his recent outburst became apparent.

He swiftly peeled and cleaned the leg with skilled and nimble movements, then hoisted it onto his shoulder and turned to run.

"Huh?"

People were puzzled. Was he actually fleeing?

"Quick, intercept him! He's at the end of his rope; his body can't take any more!" Zhu Wuque screamed. He leaped up and charged forward, determined to pursue Chu Feng even with just one leg.

Everyone realized their mistake. Looking at Chu Feng's emaciated, almost skeletal frame, it was clear he had lost a severe amount of blood and vital essence, showing signs of being completely depleted.

Originally, the group had been preparing to flee, but now they all halted, and some even turned back to attack!

Chu Feng paid them no mind. Hoisting the more than ten-meter-long fierce bird leg, he sprinted up the bluestone steps of the altar without a backward glance.

"Damn it!"

People realized they had missed a great opportunity earlier, having wasted too much time.

Chu Feng ascended the massive altar relatively smoothly. This was because his evolutionary level had increased, and he had been continuously using the dark Domain Suppressing Seal along the way.

Once he reached the top, he immediately lay down, not wanting to move a muscle.

"A Star Core Turtle Egg!"

Chu Feng desperately wished he had a sub-divine beast egg. If he did, he wouldn't be in this state. His internal consumption was too severe; he was already skin and bones and extremely weak.

"Chu Feng, get down here!" Zhu Wuque roared, his eyes spitting fire. Despite almost being beaten to death moments ago, he was now at the forefront.

The more than ten-meter-long leg on the altar was too conspicuous, and the thought of it being roasted right in front of him was enough to drive him mad.

"Grandpa doesn't have time for you!" Chu Feng gasped for breath. He tried to sit up several times but collapsed back down, his face ashen, utterly devoid of vitality.

Chu Feng understood that his life source was almost depleted. It was best not to move carelessly; he needed to recover some strength first.

Lying there, he rubbed his hands together, generating energy flames to roast the large bird leg. This was his life-saving medicine, imbued with rich vitality.

Zhu Wuque's eyes blazed with fury, and red flames raged around his body. He had never felt such intense humiliation!

"Whoever kills him will be greatly rewarded!" Below the altar, Chen Rong shrieked, her voice tearing. She was in a miserable state herself, her lower body having been smashed into a bloody pulp, and her teeth and nose already destroyed.

Chen Rong, with disheveled hair, let out a piercing wail: "I am of the Penglai orthodox lineage! How dare you treat me like this!"

Chu Feng ignored her, seeing that she was completely driven mad by rage, hysterical in her appearance.

The Divine Son of the Pangolin clan, Lie Shan, glared with sinister eyes. His right hand was gone, having been crushed by a stone sphere.

It was well known that his clan had a special physique, capable of carving through stone mountains and traversing ancient peaks without issue. Yet today, he had almost been buried alive by a pile of stone spheres!

Yuan Kun, his golden fur drenched in blood, lay in a pool of it, his eyes somewhat vacant. He was unable to get up.

At this point, some people began to retreat. Seeing Chu Feng escape onto the altar and roast the Yinque leg, they feared he might recover some of his essence and become aggressive again, so they wanted to withdraw.

Yuwen Feng, Zhan He, Bai Ling, and others all wanted to leave the area first.

On the altar, Chu Feng suddenly sat up. With all his remaining strength, he hurled four Dragon Locking Stakes, blocking the exit. He intended to seal off the secret realm!

He was so weak, yet he still intended to trap everyone.

Everyone's expressions changed. They felt Chu Feng was utterly wild; to arrogantly block their path when he was already on his last legs was truly conceited.

At that moment, even the defiant Zhu Wuque harbored a sense of dread.

The others, needless to say, were filled with regret. They shouldn't have pursued him earlier; they should have decisively withdrawn from this secret realm.

"Go, let's break through first!"

The group fell back, intent on breaking through the energy field formed by the Dragon Locking Stakes.

Even Chen Rong, no longer hysterical, had someone carry her away quickly, wishing she could flee immediately.

"You ambushed me here today. We'll settle this score slowly later!"

Chu Feng declared from the altar.

The fierce bird leg's flesh glowed and emitted a rich aroma. Chu Feng wasted not a single bit, devouring it like a glutton, consuming nearly half of the leg in an instant.

It was important to remember that this Yinque leg was over ten meters long.

Chu Feng's entire body glowed. All the flesh was refined, nothing wasted; the life force was absorbed, while excess energy surged out from his body.

This was akin to a baptism. Even though he was skin and bones, his pores opened, and a crimson mist washed over him, making his entire body radiant.

The entire large, thick bird leg was transformed into essence energy by him, like a whale swallowing. Afterward, Chu Feng's complexion became rosier, and his body appeared slightly fuller.

It was incredibly effective.

Chu Feng estimated that if he consumed a bit more flesh rich in life essence, his physical body would likely become plump again. His eyes glowed green as he stared down from the altar.

Beside him, only a large, clean-gnawed bone remained, its crystalline flesh completely devoured.

In the distance, Zhu Wuque, who was trying to break through the energy field, trembled with rage, his hairs standing on end!

"Brother, you're back from the dead! It seems you've survived a great calamity and saved your life. I've already placed an order for Saintess Zilu; please don't cripple her!"

On the optical computer, a buyer was repeatedly giving instructions, emphasizing that he didn't want a saintess with missing limbs.

"Brother Chu, I've also placed an order! I want Saintess Li Feng from a higher-ranked planet—the one you mentioned, the cosmic supermodel-level saintess with long legs!"

Chu Feng glanced at the optical computer and said, "Talk to me after I've eaten my fill!"

What?!

The group was stunned, then everyone started to protest vehemently.

From his words, it sounded like he intended to have a grand feast first. How many of these Divine Sons and Saintesses would be left by then?

That's utterly brutal!

"Brother, don't waste such treasures! Please don't eat any more! I'll mail you a pack of high-grade ingredients that will guarantee you're as vigorous as a dragon and fierce as a tiger. Just don't eat the saintesses!"

A chorus of people tried to dissuade him, thoroughly frightened by his wild demeanor.

"If you must eat, then keep eating Zhu Wuque; he's already crippled anyway. But don't touch the others! Keep them! I want Saintess Bai Ling, the one with the flowing silver hair. Brother, please don't eat her!"

On the Primal Beast platform, a commotion erupted; many people couldn't sit still.

They had never seen anyone so outrageously ferocious.

In a mere moment, the name "Human Devil Chu Feng" spread like wildfire.

Chu Feng frowned and reluctantly said, "Alright, I'll see. It depends on the situation. I'll consider keeping one or two saintesses, and then maybe one or two Divine Sons to pull carriages."

On the Primal Beast platform, the group was truly provoked beyond measure.

This native was incredibly extravagant! He would first pick the saintesses, and then keep Divine Sons to pull his carriage. Such behavior left people speechless, filling them with envy, admiration, and hatred.

Even when they bid for Divine Sons and Saintesses, they dared not do so openly. How could they be as unbridled as Chu Feng?

They estimated that even the most renowned Dao Children and fearsome disciples on the ancient, prestigious planets wouldn't dare to be so ostentatious.

"I'm a little envious! It's truly a case of 'the mountains are high, and the emperor is far away.' On such a barbaric planet at the edge of the universe, no one can control him. He can do whatever he pleases, and even Saints can't descend there. It makes this old man green with envy. I wish I could be five hundred years younger and go to that planet!"

"Divine Sons pulling carriages, saintesses as servants—Brother Chu, you truly are a scoundrel! But... how about we make a deal? Allow me to embark on the Starry Road, cross realms, and join forces with you. Will you treat me well when I arrive?!"

Within the secret realm, Zilu, Yuwen Feng, Li Feng, Lie Shan, and others all had ashen faces. They were genuinely being treated as commodities. As Divine Sons and Saintesses of their respective clans, how could they possibly endure such humiliation?

This time, Chu Feng leaped down from the altar, landing like a javelin impaling the ground, sending earth and stones splattering. His eyes, like flashes of lightning, pierced through the rising dust.

He advanced, pressing forward. It was clear he had recovered significantly; his body was no longer so gaunt, now possessing a certain luster, and his flesh was slightly plumper.

Along the path, a head lay on the ground, its eyes venomous and almost spitting fire. This was Prince Qi Yu of Great Qi, whose body had been literally pulverized by Chu Feng's stone spheres in a recent battle, leaving only his head barely clinging to life. He wouldn't last much longer.

Chu Feng kicked the head, sending it flying into the air, where it burst into a cloud of blood mist, ending its life completely.

The reckoning had begun; he was now on a killing spree.

"Roar!"

Yuan Kun, who had long since reverted to his true form, lay in a pool of blood. His lower body was gone, making movement impossible, and no one was there to attend to him now.

He was a Vajra Ape, now glaring with wide, furious eyes, attempting a dying struggle.

Without a word, Chu Feng stomped down from mid-air, fracturing all of Yuan Kun's bones and paralyzing him.

"This one stays, for sale!" Chu Feng declared his fate.

In the distance, the others were charging, trying to break through the Dragon Locking Stakes' blockade and escape the area, but it was too late. Chu Feng had already arrived.

"Everyone, attack together! Now, it's a fight to the death!" Yuwen Feng growled in a low voice.

"Descendant of a Starry Sky Knight, are you?" Chu Feng said chillingly.

"You degenerate!" Yuwen Feng retorted, unyielding, his voice cold. They had clashed before at Mount Lu.

"Your ancestor was the Starry Sky Knight Yuwen Chengkong. Since I can't touch him right now, I'll collect some interest from you to comfort the women, children, and elderly among our ancestors!"

Chu Feng harbored an intense hatred for Starry Sky Knights. On the moon, it was as if he had personally witnessed their atrocities: they didn't spare even infants in their cradles, impaling them with spears and tossing them aside. As for boys aged eleven or twelve, they mercilessly swung their butcher knives to behead them. Their bloodthirsty brutality was utterly heinous.

"Kill!"

Chu Feng charged forward, unleashing a punch that shook heaven and earth.

"I'll slaughter you!" Yuwen Feng knew there would be no peaceful resolution, but he refused to yield. The brutality and bloodlust in his bones came from his ancestors. His expression was chilling as he brought out several secret treasures, determined to fight Chu Feng to the death.

Unfortunately, in his eagerness to cross realms and arrive early, he had deliberately suppressed his cultivation, making him no match for Chu Feng now.

Chu Feng didn't want to waste time. Around his fist, millstone-sized stone spheres spun and rolled, pressing forward to suppress his opponent.

*Roar...*

Yuwen Feng let out a long howl. Around him, golden pages materialized, revealing ink-splashed paintings he had created. Unfortunately, he only had two blank heavenly books, and his imitation wasn't sufficient.

*Bang bang bang...*

The golden pages there exploded, shattering the paintings he had conjured using his blood energy as paper and his spirit as pigment.

A torrent of rough stone spheres crushed forward, crude and wild!

Chu Feng charged right through, his punch piercing Yuwen Feng's body, leaving a gaping hole through his chest. Yuwen Feng stiffened, frozen in place, unable to move.

Then, with a deafening boom, Yuwen Feng exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Silence fell over the area.

"Brother, what a waste! I wanted to privately buy a Divine Son, and you just killed him!" someone on the Primal Beast platform complained.

"He was not for sale; he had to die!" Chu Feng stated.

"Your turn, descendant of a Starry Sky Knight!" Chu Feng stared at the one-legged Zhu Wuque.

Unexpectedly, the Half-Saint's descendant, who had been the most aggressive and domineering earlier, now bristled with fear. He actually bowed his head in submission, pleading with Chu Feng to spare his life.

This... surprised everyone.

Beyond the realm, Half-Saint Yin Jiuque erupted in furious anger, feeling utterly disgraced.

"Sing a song of 'Conquest'," Chu Feng said, finding a musical piece from before the post-civilization era for him.

Zhu Wuque's face turned beet red. He desperately wanted to fight, but he genuinely didn't want to die, so he remained frozen in place.

"Take your time to consider," Chu Feng said, then turned his gaze to Saintess Zilu, Divine Son Lie Shan, and Saintess Li Feng, among others.