Chapter 546: Total Annihilation

Such words were naturally a grave provocation to the Xilin race. They considered themselves a formidable cosmic power with astonishing overall talent, yet they were subjected to such humiliation.

In outer space above Earth, the Xilin race's Golden Arhat-level expert, who had accompanied them to set up the Five-Element Energy Towers, watched with eyes blazing as the Divine Son perished miserably and Wei Xuan was captured. He possessed immense power but was unable to intervene, which was utterly infuriating.

Deep within the cosmos, at the Xilin race's main stronghold, everyone was now consumed by fury and humiliation. They believed the descendants who survived that desolate place were vastly inferior to their own. After all, they had survived and flourished, growing increasingly glorious, while that other place had fallen into decay, with pure-blood beings becoming a rarity.

Yet now, their Divine Son had been obliterated by someone from that very place, and his sister was casually lifted by her neck.

At once, all races across the universe watched this scene with varied expressions, knowing full well that the Xilin race had truly stumbled this time, suffering immense humiliation.

Everyone understood that for the Xilin race, no defeat could be as awkward and humiliating as this one.

Earth, West Lake.

Chu Feng, holding Wei Xuan, scanned the group of Divine Sons and Saintesses who had just arrived.

In this situation, those who had previously intended to intervene now hesitated. Many recoiled, unwilling to be drawn into the conflict.

The Xilin Divine Son had been killed despite their efforts to save him. There was no need to rush into this messy situation; it was better to see how the Young God and others would confront Chu Feng.

Others considered encircling and killing him, but after seeing Chu Feng's gaze and observing his current demeanor, they ultimately backed down.

In mid-air, several Xilin race geniuses struggled inside a glowing Xuan Magnetic energy furnace, roaring in futility as their bodies cracked and then ignited.

"Chu Feng!" Wei Xuan shrieked, her face deathly pale. She yearned to kill the man before her, but lacked the power, all her energy now suppressed.

"Shut up!" Chu Feng glanced at her, tightening his grip slightly, almost twisting her neck.

"Xilin race, you came with such a grand show of force," Chu Feng stated, his voice calm yet imbued with ruthless intent. "If I don't annihilate all of you, I'd be betraying your enthusiasm!"

He then raised his hand, gesturing in the air. More Xuan Magnetic energy light surged from beneath West Lake, pouring into the brilliant divine furnace in the sky, like an intensified blaze.

"Ah..." The so-called geniuses shrieked, struggling in agony, before completely disintegrating, refined into ashes and meeting their untimely demise.

Simultaneously, Chu Feng moved, still holding Wei Xuan. He struck at the remaining Xilin race members like a blazing bolt of lightning, darting left and right, east and west, slaughtering them mercilessly.

*Bang!* *Pfft!*

It was a massacre. With Chu Feng giving his all, how could anyone resist? Even the formidable siblings Wei Lin and Wei Xuan were defeated, let alone the others.

Intense clashes erupted in the sky, with violent energy fluctuations. The ultimate outcome, however, was the appearance of several blood mists in those areas, as the Xilin race's geniuses were relentlessly cut down.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...* In the end, even those who fled desperately, exerting all their might, couldn't escape their fate. Chu Feng caught up to them and mercilessly obliterated them.

"Not a single one of you will escape. My goal is to annihilate you all!" Chu Feng's voice was now demonic and chilling.

"Chu Feng, you're going too far!" a Divine Son called out, not stepping forward but secretly transmitting a cold, menacing threat. "The Xilin Divine Son is already defeated and dead. Do you really intend to wipe out the rest?! So many fellow cultivators are here, and the Young God of the Deva Race is even overseeing things from the rear. Yet you dare to act so presumptuously? Do you intend to make an enemy of all of us?"

With his fiery golden eyes, Chu Feng detected all subtle fluctuations, finally fixing his gaze on a young man hidden behind the crowd. With a thunderous boom, he dove like a bomber, leaving a massive sonic boom in his wake.

*Boom!* He was direct, striking with a punch. "Hiding and sneaking around," he said, "if you want to stand up for someone, step forward! Muttering from behind the crowd, did you think I wouldn't find you?!"

"You..." The man was startled and enraged, yet also terrified. He passively met the attack, but under the immense energy suppression, it was a one-sided slaughter.

In the end, Chu Feng shattered him to pieces with just a few punches, his blood splattering on the spot. Until his death, his face was contorted with regret and terror, realizing he should never have rashly interfered.

Seeing this, everyone else was terrified, and no one dared to step forward again.

"Xilin race, is this all you amount to?" Chu Feng scoffed. "Didn't you claim to possess an unyielding racial will, vowing never to retreat from an enemy and to fight to the very end? Why are you fleeing now? Ridiculous! In truth, your so-called resilient will was exposed long ago when you knelt before the Deva Race and the Nether Race. Now, to speak of strong will is laughable. Come, give your lives! Not a single one of you will escape!"

Chu Feng continued his pursuit. Only one person remained, but ultimately, they couldn't escape the Hangzhou city limits. Chu Feng caught up, pointing his "Chaotic Star Finger." The person shrieked as several bloody holes appeared on their body, and they disintegrated in mid-air, dying instantly.

Of all the Xilin race members who had entered Earth, only Wei Xuan remained; the rest had been annihilated.

"Chu Feng, you demon! You executioner!" Wei Xuan shrieked, her eyes bloodshot, completely disregarding her own perilous situation and Chu Feng's threats.

"I'm an executioner, I'm a demon? Your words are rather amusing," Chu Feng sneered. "You haven't forgotten what you did back then, have you? And why did you come this time? You haven't forgotten that either, have you?" With his other hand, he slapped her, sending stars before her eyes, distorting her features, and causing blood to spurt from her mouth and nose.

"If it weren't for the fact that you're valuable as an exchange for cosmic coins, I would've just slapped you to death," Chu Feng threatened. "Now shut up and stop being so noisy!"

He had already killed Wei Lin, which, in a way, was a loss. Otherwise, a Divine Son of his caliber would have been worth at least ten billion cosmic coins.

However, he didn't desire that money. When it came to the Xilin race, there were certain gains he had no interest in. He simply wanted to slaughter them, demanding blood for blood, making them pay a bloody price.

"Xilin race, do you want to get this Saintess-level figure back? Offer Six Path Reincarnation Pills in return!" Chu Feng shouted. This was an outrageous demand, as a single Six Path Reincarnation Pill cost eight hundred cosmic coins in the cosmic black market.

The Xilin race immediately erupted in fury. For years, they had been on an unstoppable rise; who would dare extort them? Now, having just endured the humiliation of their Divine Son's death, they were being blackmailed, causing their rage to boil.

Wei Xuan was the descendant of a prominent figure, holding high status within her clan. Upon hearing the exchange demand, she was filled with both shame and anger, realizing that she, too, had fallen to such a state.

Earlier, before descending to Earth, she had secretly disdained and mocked those captured Divine Sons and Saintesses, thinking it shameful that their families had to pay massive ransoms for their release.

Yet now, she herself had become a captive!

Her feelings were a tangled mess. She longed to rage, but also felt a degree of relief. According to the current situation, she wouldn't die; Chu Feng wouldn't kill her, intending to exchange her for rare treasures from her clan.

"Chu Feng, may you die a terrible death! You've killed so many geniuses of my Xilin race; in the future, you are destined to have your tendons pulled and bones dug out!" Wei Xuan cursed, her voice filled with venom.

This time, the casualties were the most formidable young figures of the Xilin race's current generation—the very successors destined to lead in the future.

Chu Feng had directly annihilated the elites of this generation of the Xilin race.

"Say that again, let's see?" Chu Feng looked down at her, a strange glint in his eyes.

"You killed my brother! This hatred is irreconcilable! In the future, I will surely grind your bones to dust!" Wei Xuan stated coldly.

"Do you think that just because I intend to exchange you for treasures with the Xilin race, you're temporarily safe and can speak to me so disrespectfully?" Chu Feng asked gently.

"You..." This gentleness sent shivers down Wei Xuan's spine, leaving her speechless for a moment.

Chu Feng swept out with a kick, obliterating her lower body and making her shriek in terror, regret, and unbearable pain.

"This time, the Xilin race will be completely annihilated!" Chu Feng declared. He then tossed her aside, striking out with a palm. A brilliant pale golden energy instantly flared, and with a *thud*, the terrified Wei Xuan was shattered into pieces, her body and spirit utterly destroyed.

"Too brutal!" The assembled Divine Sons and Saintesses felt dizzy watching, overwhelmed with dread. This one truly was a great demon king, killing without the slightest hesitation, chilling them to the bone.

Earlier, they hadn't been so fearful, knowing that Chu Feng was fond of selling captured Divine Sons and Saintesses, and many fellow cultivators had been ransomed by their clans and returned safely.

However, with the complete annihilation of the Xilin race, they were no longer so certain; this individual was clearly very bloodthirsty.

"Chu Feng, you deserve to die!" experts of the Xilin race roared from beyond the domain.

"Oh, the Mechanical Race! Since you're here, why are you retreating so quietly? Come over, let's have a good chat!" Chu Feng, sharp-eyed, immediately noticed their maneuver.

In the distant sky, members of the Mechanical Race were retreating, acting with extreme caution, fearing they might alert Chu Feng. Yet, they were still discovered.

"Mechanical Vajra, get over here!" Chu Feng bellowed.

Not long ago, Mechanical Vajra had stood alongside Wei Lin, brandishing his gleaming saber and speaking disrespectfully, with a condescending attitude, intent on killing Chu Feng.

Moreover, the Mechanical Race and the Xilin Race shared an exceptionally close bond; in fact, they had journeyed to this world together.

Mechanical Vajra appeared in the distant sky, slowly drawing a brand-new long saber. Having been called out by name, he couldn't possibly flee now; he couldn't afford such a loss of face.

What was most crucial, however, was that he knew escape was impossible. Chu Feng had him locked down and possessed the "Sky's End, Feet Away" ability, meaning he could catch up to him in an instant.

At this moment, the other members of the Mechanical Race were also greatly troubled. They regretted their close alliance with the Xilin race, which had brought them immense disaster, now that Chu Feng had specifically targeted them.

Mechanical Vajra's eyes flickered. He knew that to survive, either everyone present would have to attack together, or the Young God of the Deva Race would have to arrive from Kunlun. Otherwise, he was doomed!

Chu Feng slowly approached, not moving very quickly.

This murderous intent and sense of urgency made the entire Mechanical Race feel incredibly suppressed.

"Hmm?!" Chu Feng looked up and saw more people arriving from afar. They had just appeared, and to his surprise, they were from Penglai and Fangzhang. Their speed wasn't quite fast enough, which meant they had only just arrived—this was practically seeking death!