Chapter 560: Suppressing the Heavenly God

Kicked in the chin while airborne, Luo Yi's body arched backward, a gush of blood erupting from his mouth as he was sent flying.

Mid-air, his body glowed and energy surged. He forcefully stabilized himself, going from breaking the sound barrier to an instant halt, causing the air around him to constantly explode with sonic booms. An ordinary person would disintegrate, but for him, such an abrupt change in speed could not harm his body.

Luo Yi's gaze was icy cold, real flames of light flickering in his golden pupils, extending about a foot long. This state was somewhat intimidating.

Not long ago, he had already uttered harsh words, vowing to slaughter the remaining descendants of this fallen land, just as his ancestors had slain their adversaries here. Yet, in the recent fight, he had been punched in the face and kicked in the chin. This was a humiliation for him, and an even greater blemish for the Heavenly God Race.

He could imagine the expressions of those beyond the domain: certainly shocked, then gloating. The heir of the Heavenly God Race, renowned as invincible, was actually on the losing end—this would be major news. At the same time, he could also imagine the disappointment of the saint from his clan who had followed him outside Earth. The saint had recently instructed him to win at all costs, to slay the chosen one of this planet, and never to lose. Yet, he had been disgraced, almost having his jaw broken!

In fact, Luo Yi's guess was entirely correct!

Beyond the domain, there was a brief silence, followed by an uproar. In the recent exchange, Luo Yi suffered successive defeats. Chu Feng's fist marks had opened several bloody holes on his body, and even his face had been severely struck. This was an astonishing turn of events.

“The Heavenly God Race, hailed as one of the top ten invincible and glorious races, had their carefully nurtured heir come to this fallen land—an ancient star they once conquered—only to suffer such bitter consequences!”

“Heh, the Heavenly God Race, so high and mighty! This isn't just any disciple; he's called a Young God, clearly a seed expert carefully cultivated. Yet he can't gain the upper hand!”

“Hmm, I knew it. How could a being capable of activating fiery golden eyes be ordinary? Their talent must be unparalleled, their potential boundless, history has already proven it! Just emerging, he has already shown the world his astonishing abilities, even kicking the Heavenly God Race in the face!”

Throughout the starry sky, various races debated passionately. Usually, they revered the Heavenly God Race and dared not challenge them, but on the interstellar network, fear was absent, and they discussed freely. Some were shocked, some mocked, and others gloated. Reactions varied, and emotions ran high across the different star seas.

At this moment, Chu Feng finally saw the opponent's 'painting.' It was terrifying, depicting a desolate scene radiating ancient, weathered power. Planet after planet lay across the cosmos, arranged in formation, but each was cracked or missing a significant portion. And these were merely the background! What truly stood out were the weapons, sharp blades, and the palpable intent to kill. Every planet was impaled by a weapon: some were pierced by long spears, others split open by great sabers, and some had divine swords thrust into them. It was like the end of the world, vividly showcasing a desolate cosmic scene.

Chu Feng was greatly moved. This was undoubtedly an invincible painting. His heart was far from calm, for he himself possessed such an invincible painting through his 'Hundred Strong Planets' array. This was the Heavenly God Race's unique Celestial Map!

Beyond the domain, people sighed upon witnessing this scene, unsurprised, as many from the Heavenly God Race would choose to emulate this peerless chapter. The progenitor of the clan was said to have created this map, using it to traverse the cosmos, unmatched under heaven. Some said that ancient Heavenly God had died, while others claimed he was still alive. Regardless, it was a truly invincible Celestial Map!

“I considered every possibility, yet never anticipated losing my first battle—what a humiliation!” Luo Yi's voice was low, then it rose as he suddenly looked up, golden light radiating from his entire body. Simultaneously, the Celestial Map behind him grew increasingly vivid. The shattered cosmos contained numerous planets, each impaled by different types of weapons, exuding overwhelming killing intent.

“You feel humiliated by losing to me? What if someday I break through your planet? Your pride and arrogance are truly excessive!” Chu Feng's voice was cold.

At this moment, Luo Yi was observing Chu Feng's 'painting.' Without a doubt, it was a peerless chapter, also definable as a Celestial Map. Otherwise, how could it have caused him such a great loss? However, he was somewhat stunned. The opponent's Celestial Map was a bit blurry; he could discern dozens, even hundreds, of planets and the starry sky, but he still felt something was off. Then, he suddenly realized something and gasped, saying, “You… how incredibly daring, to actually depict such a painting!”

In fact, people beyond the domain were also itching with curiosity, eager to know what Chu Feng's Celestial Map was like, as they could all sense that his 'painting' was extraordinary. However, during each battle, his Celestial Map would appear vaguely, never clearly defined. It was the same now; only those close by could see it and make out a rough idea.

“The so-called peerless chapters aren't grand or invincible just because you wish them to be. Some Dao fruits can't bear the burden and collapse first!” Luo Yi sneered. He spoke truthfully. Many top-tier geniuses died in the Free-Roaming Realm precisely because they aimed too high, wishing to create a 'painting' that would dominate the universe, but their own bodies couldn't withstand it, leading to their self-destruction. For example, some used their vital energy as paper and their spiritual power as ink to sketch a sun, only to be incinerated themselves. Others tried to construct an 'Immortal Descent' map, only to be obliterated themselves!

Chu Feng spoke, saying, “Don't trouble yourself over it. Do you have any last words?” His words were not aggressive, but calm. Precisely because of this, Luo Yi grew even more annoyed, his face turning ashen.

“You think you've won just because you had a slight advantage earlier? You're far from it!” he roared. With a bang, the shattered cosmos behind him rumbled, and all the weapons impaled in the planets were drawn out, clanging loudly and erupting with sky-piercing light.

At this moment, not only in Kunlun, but even among the powerhouses of various races beyond the domain, all were astonished. They held their breath, no one spoke, all watching with serious and nervous attention. Because they wanted to understand the Heavenly God Race's invincible Celestial Map, and such an opportunity was rare! The clan's Celestial Map was almost unsolvable, a problem that left all powerful races helpless and vexed. Evolutionaries of the same rank could only surrender when facing the Heavenly God Race, unable to contend—this map was one of the main reasons.

Rumble! Chu Feng's vital energy surged within him, his body trembled, and the Celestial Map outside him vibrated. The aura it emitted made everyone's hearts tremble, as the Hundred Strong Planets rotated around him.

“Kill!” Luo Yi roared. Behind him, one weapon after another shot out—they flew from his 'painting'!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Throughout heaven and earth, the metallic resonation was deafening. The entire void seemed to be torn apart, the air exploded, and white mist surged. This place transformed into a jungle of divine weapons and sharp blades! Behind them, even Ouyang Feng's toad-like eyes widened, and his body tensed. Even his own Divine King Celestial Map felt a tremendous threat.

A hundred weapons rang out in unison—spears, celestial sabers, divine swords, cauldrons, bells, demonic umbrellas, and more—all flying together, erupting with terrifying light, aiming to suppress Chu Feng. For anyone else, this would be a scene of absolute demise! This was the Heavenly God Race's invincible Celestial Map. Any weapon depicted within it could cleave mountains, sever rivers, its power boundless and terrifying. Indeed, nearby mountains exploded, and not just one. All were struck by waves of weapons, unstoppable!

“A single weapon could take down a powerful evolutionary at the Contemplation level,” the Yellow Ox stated gravely, reaching this conclusion. Because any weapon flying out from the Heavenly God Race's Young God's Celestial Map could cleave through an ordinary evolutionary's 'painting,' completely unblockable.

Buzz! The void trembled. Chu Feng's 'painting' glowed, transforming into a real sea of stars that swallowed all the incoming weapons. Here, starlight flickered, and the stars shone brilliantly. Among them, a hundred stars were exceptionally massive and closest to Chu Feng, now exhibiting extraordinary phenomena.

“You… how is this possible!?” Luo Yi's expression changed drastically. He realized he had underestimated Chu Feng; his Celestial Map was far more complex than just a hundred special stars. Within it, there were also outlines of those who could project onto all heavens, and their blurry 'paintings.' This was somewhat incredible; Luo Yi simply couldn't believe that someone could withstand such a Celestial Map and survive?!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! As the hundreds of weapons flew past, they severed many nearby mountains, creating a terrifying spectacle. But once they plunged into the sea of stars around Chu Feng, they all dimmed and were confined.

“Break open!” Luo Yi roared, truly desperate. Was his own 'painting' about to be completely destroyed? At this critical moment of battle, it was a matter of life and death. If his Celestial Map was destroyed, his fundamental foundation would crack as a result. Even if he could painstakingly repair it later, it would leave a permanent 'flaw.'

Rumble! All the weapons glowed, creating a grand and terrifying scene. Golden longswords, black demonic umbrellas, gleaming sabers, ancient celestial halberds, bronze divine bells, Xuanhuang pagodas… all glowed, extraordinarily brilliant. At the same time, the energy they radiated was astonishingly dense! These weapons were devastating, capable of shattering mountains and valleys, sweeping away all in their path.

However, as they attempted to pierce the Hundred Strong Planets, they were all swallowed, then shattered, and finally refined into pure energy light, absorbed by the Hundred Strong Planets.

“No!” Luo Yi screamed, his vision blurring. He vomited a large mouthful of blood, nearly collapsing to the ground, his heart aching intensely. He finally saw Chu Feng's Celestial Map clearly. The Hundred Strong Stars were even more terrifying than he had imagined. In the end, only a few shattered remnants of his weapons flew back, merging into the 'painting' behind him.

“How can this be…?” His lips trembled. He felt severely wounded, sensing that some of his internal Dao foundations had cracked, leaving him terrified and anxious. However, the fragmented map remained. He stabilized his injuries, and his body did not disintegrate.

“I am the Young God of the Heavenly God Race! How could I possibly lose? I possess the Heavenly God Breathing Technique and supreme divine abilities. Even without relying on the Celestial Map, I shall be invincible!”

Luo Yi was almost insane, his hair wildly disheveled, his eyes terrifying. Golden light surged from his body, making him appear as if cast from gold. He roared, greedily devouring the free-floating energy particles of heaven and earth. He was activating the Heavenly God Breathing Technique while simultaneously employing a wondrous art. However, Chu Feng's Celestial Map merely shook, instantly sweeping him away. His body cracked, almost disintegrating.

“Heavenly God Possession!” he roared, activating an ultimate breathing technique—the latter half of a technique he couldn't fully control yet, not belonging to the Contemplation level. Rumble! His body seemed to be suffused with a dazzling divine radiance, so brilliant that it bolstered his aura. This breathing technique was indeed terrifyingly powerful.

“Heavenly God Fist!” Luo Yi roared. The Heavenly God Breathing Technique combined with the Heavenly God Fist truly constituted an unparalleled offensive method, a world-shaking secret art of incomparable might. Even Chu Feng frowned. The Heavenly God Race was indeed formidable; their breathing technique possessed unique qualities, allowing Luo Yi's body to be suffused with terrifying energy, resulting in frightening attack power.

With a bang, his 'painting' outside his body wrapped around him, covering him like a layer of battle armor. Flickering starlight was visible, making his physique even more powerful. Chu Feng met him head-on, confronting the Heavenly God Breathing Technique in a simple, brutal, and very direct manner. Intense energy fluctuations erupted between them. Chu Feng was astonished. That breathing technique was terrifyingly bizarre. Only by fighting while enveloped in his Celestial Map could he penetrate the opponent's 'Heavenly God Radiance'; otherwise, his attacks would barely be effective.

“So-called Heavenly God Possession, is nothing more than this!” Chu Feng's eyes were cold. He continuously threw punches, striking forward, sending Luo Yi's body flying, causing him to cough up blood, almost shattering the Heavenly God light around his body.

“My Heavenly God Race techniques are invincible! Kill!” At this moment, Luo Yi was acting like a madman, still refusing to believe he couldn't withstand Chu Feng, fighting desperately. Chu Feng was indifferent. His Resonance Technique, combined with his fist prints, struck forward. With a bang, it shattered the golden protective Heavenly God light, piercing his chest and leaving it bloody. With a whoosh, Chu Feng followed up, throwing another punch that, with a bang, aimed for his glabella. Luo Yi hastily crossed his arms to block. With a bang, the force was immense. Chu Feng's blow cracked his arms, causing blood to stream. One arm was even fractured, and he was sent flying sideways.

“Is this all the Heavenly God Race's heir amounts to?!” In truth, Chu Feng's energy consumption was also immense, as he was actively using his 'painting' to envelop his body, his breathing heavy.

“I refuse to accept this!” Luo Yi roared. The Heavenly God Breathing Technique grew even more terrifying, like thunder. His chest heaved, all his pores expanded, spewing golden light, and his energy aura was astonishingly dense. He charged at Chu Feng, engaging him again. As a result, Chu Feng's fist slammed into his abdomen, almost cleaving him in two. Luo Yi wailed, tumbling away like a curled-up shrimp. Chu Feng pursued, delivering a kick that sent him flying. Luo Yi crashed into a large mountain about five li away, instantly breaking off the peak and raising massive dust clouds.

With a rumble, Chu Feng descended, stomping down, pinning Luo Yi underfoot. The entire broken mountain sank with a roar, then exploded.

“Argh…” Luo Yi, disheveled, struggled with all his might to break free from under Chu Feng's foot, bursting out of the collapsing mountain. He howled, feeling utterly humiliated and enraged. In fact, beyond the domain, silence had long fallen, and many people were even more unsettled and shocked than he was.

“Kill!” Chu Feng traversed the void like a bolt of lightning, his fist print like a rainbow, smashing towards the Young God of the Heavenly God Race. This time, when Luo Yi blocked again, even his Heavenly God Ultimate Breathing Technique proved useless. It was pierced by Chu Feng's Robbery-Inducing Breathing Technique combined with his Celestial Map. The golden light around him nearly extinguished instantly, dimming considerably.

With a *puff*, half of Luo Yi's body was drenched in blood, and his right arm exploded. He had used that arm to resist, but it was blown apart by Chu Feng.

“Is this how the Heavenly God Race is so powerful and invincible?” Chu Feng said coldly. With a bang, he surged forward with another strike. Luo Yi's other arm also exploded. His body was covered in blood, and his golden hair was soaked and stained crimson. With a bang, he was sent flying sideways again, severely wounded. Now without both arms, how could he possibly throw a punch?

“Kill!” Chu Feng caught up to him in mid-air and stepped on Luo Yi's body, shaking him until his body was riddled with cracks, almost exploding. Pinned under Chu Feng's foot, he plummeted from mid-air to the ground, creating a human-shaped crater!

“A disgrace!” Beyond the domain, the Heavenly God Race's saint muttered to himself. He had witnessed this scene firsthand and found it unacceptable. How could the heir of the Heavenly God Race be trampled underfoot by a native of this fallen land?!