Chapter 547: 一路横推

To Chu Feng, the people from Penglai and Fangzhang were no different from the Xilin clan; in fact, they were even more detestable. Originally inhabitants of Earth, these individuals from the secret realms had groveled before outsiders, repeatedly harming Chu Feng while targeting their own people, which had long filled him with animosity.

Indeed, the people from Penglai and Fangzhang were even more zealous in their attempts to deal with Chu Feng than the outsiders, eager to eliminate him immediately. Not long ago, they had even been cooperating with the Xilin clan.

"This is bad!" The moment they saw Chu Feng's gaze, the people from Penglai and Fangzhang felt their hair stand on end. They knew full well how much Chu Feng hated them.

They secretly regretted getting too close to the battlefield, realizing they were likely in for a terrible fate.

"Boom!" Just as they sensed trouble and turned to flee, Chu Feng charged straight at them. With a raised hand, he unleashed a blinding torrent of energy beams, striking them down with the Flowing Light Fist.

"Not a single one of you will escape!" Not many people from Penglai and Fangzhang had pursued them to this point, totaling about a dozen individuals. Now, all of them were enveloped by Chu Feng's fist light, as he was simply too fast.

"Kill!" Among them were cultivators at the Visualization level, who naturally wouldn't sit idly by. Their faces turned ashen, and with panic in their eyes, they roared in defiance.

However, it was all in vain. Not to mention them, even the Xilin clan's divine sons and geniuses at the Visualization level had been slain; they were far inferior.

Bodies exploded with sickening sounds. This was a massacre; one body after another burst open, and clumps of blood mist appeared in mid-air—a complete one-sided slaughter.

Even at the Visualization level, their gap compared to divine-son-level figures was vast. And with cultivators at the Free-Roaming level also present, their situation was even more dire.

All the people from Penglai and Fangzhang were annihilated. They had just shown up, barely reaching the vicinity of Hangzhou, when Chu Feng slaughtered them all, leaving no one alive.

"You refuse to be proper humans, with servitude ingrained in your bones, choosing instead to pledge allegiance to the Xilin clan from beyond this domain. Very well, I shall grant your wish; go be ghosts together!" Chu Feng's voice was utterly cold.

The next moment, he didn't stop but charged towards the Mechanical Race on the other side, breaking the sound barrier. The terrifying air currents he generated whistled as he approached at extreme speed.

Originally, he had intended to deal with Mechanical Vajra and his group, but upon seeing the sudden appearance of the people from Penglai and Fangzhang, he couldn't resist targeting them instead.

"Chu Feng, we could actually sit down and talk. Perhaps it would yield good results. An extra friend means more options, and if you receive assistance from my Mechanical Race, it would be immensely beneficial to you." Someone from the Mechanical Race spoke, of course, transmitting the message secretly using mental power, not daring to say it openly. This indicated their desire to compromise, unwilling to fight Chu Feng to the bitter end, as the Xilin clan's complete annihilation served as a stark warning; continued resistance would lead to no good outcome for them. However, they dared not openly surrender or compromise, only communicating in secret, fearing scorn from other divine sons and saints.

A hint of coldness appeared on Chu Feng's face. How could things be so easy? Not long ago, this very race had attacked Zhou Quan and others, and Mechanical Vajra himself had personally struck him with him a long blade. Could all that just be dismissed with a single sentence? Furthermore, it was common knowledge that the Mechanical Race and the Xilin clan had an exceptionally close relationship, being allies. Did they think he was ignorant of the dynamics and power structures in the starry sky?

"You want to surrender? I don't accept. You'd best go join the Xilin clan's divine son, Wei Lin, below!" Chu Feng bellowed, exposing their intentions publicly.

The crowd was in an uproar. The Mechanical Race was a powerful clan with astonishing strength and foundation; yet, they actually wanted to compromise with Chu Feng, to bow their heads to him? The Mechanical Race members were filled with intense hatred. Being exposed like this made them feel subhuman and utterly humiliated. Fortunately, there was no concrete evidence, so they absolutely would not admit it at this moment.

Mechanical Vajra coldly stated, "Chu Feng, stop spouting nonsense! Do you think you can slander my Mechanical Race? Impossible! Everyone knows that we and the Xilin clan are closely bound, sharing life and death. To think you can frame us with just a single sentence, you are too naive!"

Chu Feng sighed, truly having underestimated their shamelessness. The Mechanical Race members appeared cold and were all imposing metal figures, yet some individuals within this race had absolutely no bottom line.

"A pile of scrap metal! You're not even worthy of my framing you. All of you, go to hell!" Chu Feng roared.

The battle inevitably erupted. The Mechanical Race was on the defensive, fear gnawing at their hearts, yet they had no choice. Mechanical Vajra bit the bullet and met the challenge. As for the other Mechanical Race members, they all unleashed their power, joining the encirclement. It wasn't that they didn't want to escape, but they were all locked down, clearly feeling Chu Feng's mental pressure. If they tried to flee one by one, they would likely be picked off individually, just like the Xilin clan's geniuses, leaving none alive.

"Everyone, what are you waiting for?! Let's go together and hunt this demon, kill him collectively! With the Young God overseeing us, there's nothing to fear!" Mechanical Vajra bellowed, calling upon all the nearby divine sons and saints to join the battle and collectively hunt down Chu Feng. This was the Mechanical Race's only chance to survive. Otherwise, they would surely be defeated and ultimately annihilated by Chu Feng!

Some individuals seemed quite moved, wanting to make a move, as the Young God of the Heavenly Gods Race was indeed overseeing from the rear. Moreover, Qin Luoyin from the Great Dream Pure Land, one of the top ten young powerhouses in the universe, was also present. Instantly, they felt restless, eager to charge forward. However, these thoughts remained just that—thoughts. In the end, almost no one took action!

No one was willing to die pointlessly. Some things could be thought, but not done. Chu Feng's brutality was clear for all to see, and heaven knew the extent of his determination to destroy the Mechanical Race. Rushing in blindly, simply to show momentary courage and satisfaction, could lead to a senseless death. They would wait until the Young God of the Heavenly Gods Race personally made a move. Witnessing the complete annihilation of the Xilin clan had deeply affected all the divine sons and saints; none wished to be the first to charge forward, unwilling to face that formidable killer.

"You all..." Mechanical Vajra's expression changed; he was utterly furious. While battling Chu Feng, he spoke with profound anguish, "Everyone, do we still need to be suspicious now? This is the perfect moment to eliminate the demon Chu Feng! If we remain fragmented like this and let him break through and escape, it will be like letting a tiger return to the mountains, becoming a huge menace! Hurry and act!" However, the surroundings remained silent. No one moved; in fact, some individuals even retreated, not wanting to be too close and feel awkward.

"Crack!" Just then, Chu Feng wielded the gleaming halberd in his hand, consecutively cleaving through three Mechanical Race members, embarking on a rampant slaughter.

Mechanical Vajra was powerful, but only on par with the Xilin clan's divine son. Now, with Chu Feng enraged and fighting with all his might, deploying techniques like Resonance Art, Mechanical Vajra was instantly overwhelmed.

"Boom!" The next second, a Mechanical Race genius was directly pulverized by Chu Feng's fist, exploding into a shower of sparks.

"Boom!" Energy beams intersected. The Mechanical Race experts, using thermal weapons, practically annihilated the void. After their attacks, mushroom clouds rose, obscuring the sky and sun. Unfortunately, Chu Feng evaded them, and they had no effect. In truth, overly powerful thermal weapons could not be brought in; Earth's energy field had restrictions, similar to how secret treasures at the Golden Arhat level could not be transported.

"Kill!" Chu Feng's gaze was icy. Holding the halberd in one hand, he swung it fiercely, unleashing the Nine Heavenly Halberd Forms as if entering an uninhabited realm. With his left hand, he unleashed the Purple Qi from the East Fist Seal, sweeping everything before him.

"Crack! Boom!" Cracking sounds and intermittent massive explosions continuously rang out. One after another, Mechanical Race experts fell. In a short time, all dozen or so experts were on the verge of being wiped out.

This was simply an unstoppable rampage. The Mechanical Race members couldn't withstand Chu Feng, and Mechanical Vajra's metallic face was incredibly grim. He roared, fighting furiously, engaging Chu Feng in a desperate life-or-death battle.

In the end, he activated his energy form, unleashed his Free-Roaming Scroll, and even employed astonishing techniques at the Visualization level. Yet, he was defeated again and again, all his efforts shattered by Chu Feng.

With just one punch, Chu Feng struck his right shoulder, causing electric sparks to flash. Then, with a crack, his arm snapped off, and he let out a muffled groan.

"Die!" Chu Feng roared. In the subsequent combat, his entire body surged with blood energy like a vast ocean, exuding a magnificent golden mist that seeped from his skin. His energy was terrifying, and the halberd in his hand transformed into a true dragon, sweeping across the land.

"Boom!" Finally, Chu Feng tore the Mechanical Race's divine son, the current Mechanical Vajra, apart with his bare hands, splitting him in two, ending his life violently.

"Boom!" Next, light shimmered as he used the energy of the domain to construct a profound magnetic divine furnace, refining Mechanical Vajra's body into a mass of molten metal. From this, he separated a special, exceptionally bright and dazzling drop of metallic liquid.

"Good material!" Chu Feng muttered to himself, letting it cool before putting it away.

Everyone watched, dumbfounded. He was too brutal; he even made the dead glow, melting them down and refining them into materials, leaving a group of people speechless.

At the same time, Chu Feng had already quietly collected a spatial container that belonged to Mechanical Vajra. It held some valuable items, serving as his spoils of war.

From beyond Earth, some individuals were utterly shaken. Another powerful race, the Mechanical Race, had been annihilated. Again, not a single person was left alive, all slaughtered by Chu Feng. In people's eyes, the demon Chu Feng had become even more brutal, transforming from a simple menace into a genocidal butcher!

"With one divine son dead, how many races will ultimately be wiped out?!" someone sighed.

From beyond Earth, the Mechanical Race divine son's protector's face turned ashen with boundless rage. Yet, he was helpless, unable to enter Earth. As for the Mechanical Race's main base, their planet, many people roared in fury amidst a dense jungle of steel, where cold light glinted.

On Earth, the next moment, Chu Feng vanished. He was too fast, leaving Hangzhou behind!

"Huh?!" Everyone was stunned. Had he escaped? "Damn it, we were tricked! He might have been at the end of his rope; we really should have acted just now! Now he's escaped!" Some people were filled with regret.

At this moment, various races from beyond Earth also exclaimed in surprise. Was Chu Feng truly injured? Some speculated that he might be afraid to confront the Young God of the Heavenly Gods Race and Qin Luoyin from the Great Dream Pure Land, thus deciding to retreat.

In reality, after Chu Feng fled, he immediately consumed Vermilion Fruits and other divine medicines, exhausting his last reserves. He intended to advance to the Visualization level! This was because the mighty army was bearing down, there were too many enemies, and each one was formidable. If the Xilin clan's divine son and Mechanical Vajra were already this powerful, one could only imagine how strong the Heavenly Gods Race's Young God would be.

"Boom!" In an instant, Chu Feng almost immediately broke through a certain barrier, successfully advancing to the Visualization level with an incredibly fierce burst of power.