Chapter 558: Promise to the Entire Universe

After Luo Yi recovered his strength, his condition was better than ever. The powerful medicine dissolved, causing the activity of all his cells to surge. Golden mushroom clouds continuously rose around him, a terrifying sight.

“Stop arguing; all of you come at me together. The natives of this declining land are nothing but pathetic chickens and dogs!”

His words were arrogant and incredibly insolent. After his body recovered, he was bursting with confidence. In this state, he didn't believe anyone could be his opponent.

“This bastard is truly arrogant now that he's back on his feet!” Ouyang Feng stomped his feet, spitting furiously, his saliva gushing out. Even from a distance, the rain-like droplets of spittle were almost reaching Luo Yi.

“Son, son, you’re truly too arrogant. So what if you’re from the God Race? Didn’t I still beat you until you were a lone commander, with all your people captured!” The old donkey also grumbled indignantly.

The Northeast Tiger also shouted, “Don’t act so high and mighty! You came to Earth full of confidence with so many people, thinking it would be incredibly noble and glorious. But where are your people now? And you yourself were just cut in half! Don’t gloat!”

Chu Feng waved his hand, telling them not to say more. It was just a battle; he was already at the Visualization Realm, so there was nothing to fear.

“You are a disappointment.” Luo Yi stared at the captured group of Divine Sons and Saintesses, his expression slightly cold. Even wrapped in dazzling light, the coldness in his golden pupils was palpable.

Some people looked uncomfortable. If only they had held on a little longer, the decaying ships and undead creatures would have been summoned away; it was truly a pity.

However, many others scoffed, secretly complaining. The God Race's Young God himself was almost annihilated, so what right did he have to blame them now?

Before their descent, Luo Yi had been full of confidence, claiming he would lead them to directly rule this planet and control everything. Yet, reality was cruel; they were almost completely wiped out.

“Young God, can you blame us for this? The undead creatures and decaying ships were simply impossible to fight against,” someone said.

Luo Yi let out a cold snort. Remembering what had just happened, his face turned icy cold. He wished he could immediately strike down the Yellow Ox and kill Ouyang Feng and the Big Black Ox.

Then, ignoring the Divine Sons and Saintesses, he turned and walked towards the successor of the Great Dream Pure Land, appearing to have something to say to Qin Luoyin.

On the other side, Chu Feng was also making arrangements. He handed Luo Miaoxiang over to the Yellow Ox and Ouyang Feng to watch. As Qin Luoyin’s cousin, she had to be guarded carefully.

“If Qin Luoyin dares to make a reckless move, you are to directly kill Luo Miaoxiang. Since she’s her cousin, she probably won’t act rashly.”

In fact, Chu Feng was very wary of Qin Luoyin. After all, she was reputed to be one of the top ten young masters in the universe, even more formidable than Luo Yi.

At the same time, he reminded the Yellow Ox and others that Qin Luoyin cultivated through dreams and could kill people in their dreams, making her a truly terrifying opponent. He assumed her spiritual power was extraordinary, so they had to be extremely cautious.

“Don’t worry, I’ve used a life-locking technique on Luo Miaoxiang. If we’re finished, she’ll have to be buried with us and die too,” the old donkey said smugly.

He hadn't learned much else, but he had picked up many strange and bizarre things at Mount Immortality.

Then, they began to pack the prisoners, stuffing them all into spatial containers, fearing they would be affected when the big battle started. At this point, Zhou Quan, people from the Wangwu Mountain Secret Realm, and others all stepped forward to help.

“Yuan Mo, Zihuan, you two go help too,” Chu Feng said.

Both felt awkward; they too had once been prisoners, and now black lines appeared on their foreheads.

“So many prisoners, all at the Visualization Realm, how many Cosmic Coins are they worth?!” The Big Black Ox sighed.

Chu Feng decisively threw his light computer over to them, telling them to log onto the Primordial Beast Platform and start the auction.

“Hey, Brother Chu Feng, Brother Ox Demon, this time you’ve captured so many Divine Sons and Saintesses, shouldn’t the price go down? You can’t keep asking for tens of billions at every turn!”

On the Primordial Beast Platform, a group of people were greatly astonished today. Over two hundred Divine Sons and Saintesses—just thinking about it felt unbelievable. At this moment, they all spoke up.

The Big Black Ox said with a serious expression, “Ladies and gentlemen, every Divine Son and Saintess is hard currency. Furthermore, we are only selling a portion this time; we will reserve quite a few. Here, I solemnly promise the entire universe that we will not prioritize using Divine Sons and Saintesses, thus guaranteeing no inflation.”

Everyone on the Primordial Beast Platform was speechless. Then, they couldn’t help but want to curse: “Damn it, here’s a shameless old ox who’s even worse than Chu Feng!”

How could he even say such a thing? It was utterly shameless.

The families of those Divine Sons and Saintesses were greatly enraged. Their strongest successors were actually going to become the “hard currency” that Chu Feng had spoken of.

This... this was truly a disgrace.

The Big Black Ox’s words made him famous, and he quickly became as infamous as Chu Feng.

Beyond the domain, there was an uproar.

On Earth, at Kunlun, killing intent soared into the sky.

“Chu Feng, come here and die!” At this moment, Luo Yi roared, his voice cold. He had already separated from the Great Dream Pure Land group and stood at the forefront.

Even as a single person, he was as terrifying as a thousand troops and ten thousand horses. He radiated golden light, making his entire being incredibly dazzling.

“Does your God Race always ‘roll around’?” Chu Feng retorted.

“Come here and die!” Luo Yi pointed at him, his words growing increasingly contemptuous. Arrogant and aggressive, he beckoned Chu Feng forward, signaling that the battle could begin.

Behind him, the Big Black Ox, Zhou Quan, and others all had ashen faces. This Young God of the God Race was too overbearing, looking down on everyone and seeing no one else.

Chu Feng remained relatively calm and unfazed. He stood still, staring coldly at the man.

Luo Yi’s words grew colder. “Descendants of failures, your ancestors were once defeated by my God Race's predecessors. And today, you too will be defeated by me. This is your destiny!”

Chu Feng's face darkened. The opponent was too brazen, truly not taking him seriously to act so arrogantly.

“You won’t die unless you seek death!” Chu Feng said coldly.

Luo Yi spoke coldly and dispassionately. “Back then, the strong cultivators of my God Race destroyed the most powerful beings on this planet, killing your ancestors, while we ourselves continued to live well. It is you, a group of ignorant people who dare to challenge our authority, who are courting death. You will surely die!”

With the repeated mentions of his ancestors and old events, Chu Feng reached his limit. His body erupted with dazzling light, and energy surged.

Chu Feng said coldly, “What is the God Race worth? Today, I will start by killing you, and sooner or later, I will personally ascend to the God Star to demand an explanation!”

He knew the opponent was doing this on purpose, trying to provoke his emotions. However, he didn't care. Even with anger in his heart, his perception remained sharp, and he was fearless of the challenge.

In outer space near Earth, someone spoke, their voice very indifferent. “Luo Yi, kill him. He is merely a junior who has just entered the Visualization Realm. Compared to you, there’s a clear gap in evolution levels. You are at the peak of Visualization; don’t be slow in killing him.”

This caused a sensation. A Saint of the God Race had spoken from beyond the domain and given such a command, which was as good as an imperial decree.

Luo Yi said, “Very well, Ancestor, please watch. I now, like my clansmen, hate all living beings on this planet. Every opponent will be obliterated by me!”

Chu Feng had ascended to the Visualization Realm? A storm raged in the hearts of others; they were all incredibly astonished. If not for the Saint from beyond the domain pointing it out, no one would have known!

Chu Feng said, “You old tortoise egg from beyond the domain, today I’ll first kill your descendant, and next time, I’ll come for your head!”

“Kill!”

Then, he and Luo Yi charged towards each other almost simultaneously, unleashing their full power.

With just the first strike, both erupted with dazzling light, their fists collided, and energy boiled.

“Hmm?” Luo Yi was surprised. This was his first clash with Chu Feng. The opponent’s energy wasn’t as vast or mighty as his, which was a difference in cultivation realms, but it was surprisingly tenacious.

Resonance Technique!

This was Chu Feng’s confidence in being able to strike the strong with weakness!

“Do you really think my God Race has no peerless secret arts?!” Luo Yi sneered.

In an instant, his body moved like a streak of light, incredibly fast. His fist strike was terrifying, and his own life fluctuations seemed to be hidden as he lunged towards Chu Feng.

“Isn’t that just the Flowing Light Fist? I can do that too!” Chu Feng mocked, using spiritual fluctuations, of course; speaking aloud would have been impossible at their speed.

As they exchanged blows, both used the Flowing Light Fist, moving at incredibly high speeds.

“The Flowing Light Fist is just a very common boxing technique. If you want to see my God Race’s ultimate art, I’ll satisfy you!” Luo Yi said, and his fist technique changed again.

With a rumble, a golden energy vortex erupted between his fists, like a gaping maw, intending to devour Chu Feng’s essence, energy, spirit, and his entire blood qi.

This fist technique was strange and extremely terrifying.

Taotie Fist!

In the starry sky, someone exclaimed, recognizing the technique. It was a divine beast’s ultimate art, and the God Race had actually mastered it; its power was unparalleled.

People sighed, confirming that the top ten indeed had profound heritage. They had long heard that this race was accumulating ultimate boxing techniques, martial arts based on divine beast physiques!

A shocking scene emerged. As Luo Yi swung his fist, the entire void vibrated, forming terrifying energy vortices one after another, aiming to devour Chu Feng’s essence, energy, spirit, and flesh.

Chu Feng was moved; blood qi was flying out of his skin pores, threatening to be sucked away. This fist technique was indeed astonishing and exceptionally terrifying.

If it were anyone else, they would likely be bleeding profusely, with a large amount of blood qi stripped away by the Taotie Fist. This was truly formidable.

Boom!

He employed the Purple Qi Eastward Fist and activated the Daoist Breathing Technique, hoping to mimic the Taotie Fist.

“Not enough, again!”

Luo Yi’s gaze was cold. He unleashed a spiritual martial art; golden ripples emanated from his glabella, transforming into sword blades that swept towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng’s body glowed as the Daoist Breathing Technique operated, making him incredibly clear-minded. His glabella also shone, and his spiritual power surged forth.

“Kill!”

The two fought a life-and-death battle, crashing into each other.

The Breathing Technique, Resonance Technique, and Purple Qi Eastward Fist were all unleashed together, battling the opponent from the God Race.

Luo Yi at his peak was terrifying, far more formidable than before. With his golden hair flying wildly, he roared, wishing he could instantly kill Chu Feng.

Fists collided, and glabella ripples clashed. The two engaged in an all-out confrontation, fighting surprisingly fiercely.

At this moment, the God Race Saint from beyond the domain, with icy cold pupils, instructed, “You must kill him. Do not let him escape.”

Bang, bang, bang...

In Kunlun Mountain, two figures moved strangely, like two entwined bolts of lightning, dazzling and increasingly intense. Blood flowed, splattering occasionally.

“Luo Yi, you suck!”

From behind, the old donkey shouted, cheering for Chu Feng.

“Everyone, do you see? My brother Chu Feng has only just entered the Visualization Realm and can already fight Luo Yi in a decisive battle!” The Big Black Ox shouted, then brought up the old topic of selling Divine Sons and Saintesses, adding, “Ladies and gentlemen, I once again promise the entire universe that we will not prioritize using Divine Sons and Saintesses, ensuring no currency collision.”