Chapter 561: The Fall of the Sage

In other star systems, countless evolvers were watching this battle.

In fact, even the "Top Ten" races were startled. Elites from the younger generation of the Heavenly God Race, Dao Race, Sub-Immortal Race, and Buddhist Race had all begun to pay attention to this fight after receiving the news.

As the battle neared its end, many among even the historically dominant Top Ten were moved. The Young God of the Heavenly God Race had been suppressed and ultimately defeated.

If the Top Ten were reacting this way, it was even more so for other races. Some venerable elders were also alarmed; after understanding the situation, they watched the recorded footage of the confrontation.

In renowned cosmic academies like the Hunyuan Palace, Heavenly Demon Manor, and Sage's Study, top geniuses emerged from seclusion, disturbed by the news, to watch the battle.

At this moment, half of the top ten young masters in the cosmos and half of the ten most beautiful women under the starry sky were glued to their light-brains, staring at the screens.

Some people's eyes shimmered, radiating light, as they gazed at the figure in that desolate land!

At this instant, beyond the domain, it was as if a hundred thousand volcanoes had erupted simultaneously, ignited by nuclear bombs. With a tremendous roar, lava surged, sending out a sky-filling blaze that incinerated the heavens.

The starry sky was in an uproar!

"The Heavenly God Race, hailed as invincible and an undefeated formidable race, has suffered such a crushing defeat today! That's their carefully cultivated direct descendant, a Young God, being trampled underfoot!"

"The Heavenly God Race probably can't accept this. This is the ancient land they instigated a bloody war to wipe out with other races. Now, their successor has been defeated by a surviving descendant from this fallen place. Isn't that infuriating? Even the old generation Sages of their race would be disgraced!"

Across the starry sky, everyone was passionately discussing this matter; its impact was simply too immense.

Young elites and venerable elders from all races could clearly see the distinct image: Chu Feng standing on Luo Yi, suppressing him under his foot!

That was a member of the Heavenly God Race!

How could they endure such humiliation?!

The whole world watched; countless beings under the entire starry sky were witnessing the battle.

On Earth, in Kunlun.

"Brother, that's truly impressive!" the Northeast Tiger roared, excitedly transforming into his true form and beating his chest. Chu Feng had even defeated a successor of the Heavenly God Race from the starry sky, making them feel thrilled, their blood boiling with joy.

Ouyang Feng looked sideways at the world, spitting wildly and cursing Luo Yi as useless, wishing he could have entered the fray himself.

"Hee-haw, hee-haw, the Heavenly God Race is nothing special!" The old donkey also preened, twitching his large ears and grinning widely, thoroughly pleased.

No place could remain quiet; the clamor was deafening.

However, the true battle was not over. It wasn't completely silent; Chu Feng keenly sensed something, looked down at the person beneath his foot, and then stomped forcefully!

Rocks crumbled, the ground sank, and black fissures spread for over ten miles. This was a devastating stomp; even if Luo Yi had been at his peak, let alone heavily injured, such a blow would have turned him into a bloody pulp.

Yet, from beneath Chu Feng's foot, terrifying fluctuations emerged; a horrifying aura. A red light flashed and disappeared, injecting itself into Luo Yi's body, protecting him.

As a result, Luo Yi's body glowed, his back dazzlingly bright. He actually endured the stomp without being crushed into a pool of blood.

Moreover, his vital energy surged dramatically, his entire body radiating light. With a sudden roar that cracked the earth, rocks exploded, small hills shattered, and the ground collapsed within a mile radius, as if the apocalypse had arrived. Dense mist engulfed the area.

Even Chu Feng was thrown back, propelled away from the spot.

Primarily, Chu Feng sensed something was amiss and proactively took to the air. Luo Yi seemed like a different person, emanating strange fluctuations that permeated every inch of space.

It was as if a demon god had emerged from hell, radiating an awe-inspiring aura, arriving in the mortal world with icy eyes, looking down upon all mundane things.

Within a mile radius, another massive explosion occurred!

All adjacent small hills were destroyed, some even fractured in half by the impact, flung into the air, and exploded mid-flight.

"Unexpected! There's a twist, a shocking development! We missed the beginning, but now we get to see the final fight to the death!"

In the starry sky, many people, after their initial surprise, became immensely excited.

The Black Ox abruptly tossed away the cigar in his mouth and said, "Damn, I have a bad feeling about Luo Yi; his aura is terrifying, much stronger than before."

Everything within a mile radius had exploded. The sight was terrifying; the ground had collapsed, forming a massive crater, as if an extraterrestrial meteor had struck.

Mist permeated the area, and intense energy surged!

"Who are you?!" Chu Feng stood at a distance, coldly staring at the spot. He felt that this person was not Luo Yi, but a different being.

"Of course, it's me—Luo Yi!" At that moment, with a bang, golden light shot into the sky, tearing through the mist. A storm swept outwards, clearing away all fog, dust, scattered rocks, and broken hills.

In the mile-wide crater, Luo Yi's figure reappeared. The last trace of red light vanished within him; no one but Chu Feng had noticed it.

"Ah..." Luo Yi growled. His severed arms squirmed with flesh and blood, bones crackling, as his limbs regenerated in the dazzling golden light.

Under the starry sky, even some venerable elders were inwardly startled.

"How is this possible? Has Luo Yi become this strong? The Heavenly God Race's breathing technique is indeed extraordinary, but doesn't it only allow rapid limb regeneration after transcending the Visualization realm? He hasn't reached that level yet."

"Some peerless geniuses in their race's history could achieve this prematurely. Did Luo Yi awaken mid-battle, gaining instant enlightenment, and elevate his Heavenly God Breathing Technique to a higher level?"

Many were astonished, never expecting such a thing to happen.

Beyond the domain, in a dark stretch of the starry sky, a Heavenly God Race Sage sat cross-legged, his golden hair fanned out. A flush appeared on his face, and then he fiercely absorbed and exhaled the free-floating energy of the cosmos.

This was because he had just paid a price.

He had intervened in the battle on the ground, forcefully projecting a drop of essence blood to help Luo Yi's body recover and regenerate his limbs.

This intervention caused him to be struck by Earth's field, narrowly avoiding spitting out a mouthful of blood, which he suppressed.

In addition, he projected a wisp of his will, which was weak relative to him, but strong enough at the Visualization level. This was the extent of what he could do, intending to personally enter the fray and kill Chu Feng!

Because the Heavenly God Race could not afford to lose. The entire universe was watching, and countless beings were observing. If Luo Yi lost to a native from a fallen land, what would other races think?

Perhaps some would suspect that the Heavenly God Race was in decline, no longer as grand as before, and they would lose their reverence.

Moreover, Chu Feng's identity was too sensitive: he was a descendant from a planet the Heavenly God Race had once conquered and destroyed. His rise, and trampling on their Young God, would make their race even more passive, revealing their weakness and impotence.

Therefore, this Heavenly God Race Sage, regardless of his status, intervened, even personally entering the battle to kill Chu Feng.

However, due to the restrictions of Earth's field, he couldn't project stronger energy. He could only use some essence blood to heal Luo Yi and inject a faint wisp of his will.

Chu Feng's divine sense was very keen. Although he didn't know the Sage was shamelessly and ruthlessly intervening personally, he felt that Luo Yi was abnormal and highly dangerous.

So, he remained on guard, observing from a distance.

With a whoosh, Luo Yi stepped out from the depths of the crater, covering several miles to confront Chu Feng. By now, his battle attire was shattered, his body covered in bloodstains, and even his golden hair was dripping with blood.

Yet, he was now calm and composed, even smiling. His fair and handsome face appeared somewhat radiant, and subtly, a hint of mockery could be seen at the corner of his lips.

This was because he was now Luo Hong, not Luo Yi. With a Heavenly God Race Sage personally involved, even if he couldn't project true energy, this wisp of combat consciousness made him very composed and confident.

He behaved elegantly, a faint smile on his face, and said, "Hmm, the battle has just begun; that was merely a warm-up. You're not bad, forcing me to finally resolve to unleash my true abilities! Indeed, I've been emulating my ancestors recently, using energy to shackle myself and suppress my true power, which is why I couldn't display my real strength just now. It really was just a warm-up."

As a Heavenly God Race Sage, to be so insidious as to secretly intervene and openly attempt to kill Chu Feng was utterly shameless.

He was a Sage, yet he acted under Luo Yi's name to kill Chu Feng, wanting outsiders to believe that the Heavenly God Race's descendants were still unrivaled, ultimately defeating and slaying Chu Feng.

In any case, he intended to make this battle glorious, ensuring the Heavenly God Race shone brilliantly and decisively vanquished their foe.

"You're not Luo Yi. Who exactly are you?!" Chu Feng's pupils deepened as he stared at the Heavenly God Race Young God before him. He could sense that a different entity was present.

Beyond the domain, many were shocked: "He's not Luo Yi?!"

The Young God at this moment should be referred to as Sage Luo Hong.

He behaved calmly, with a smile, and mocked, "Hmm, are you scared? It's time for me to display my true abilities. Are you perhaps looking for an excuse, fearing the battle?"

He continued, steadily and calmly, "I understand. You're already at the end of your tether. How could you be my opponent? A native like you isn't even worthy of carrying my Heavenly God Race's shoes."

His tone was calm and natural, not aggressive, but his words were utterly excessive, full of disdain and humiliation, making them unbearable.

Two jets of fire shot from Chu Feng's eyes, followed by a dazzling golden light that outshone the sun. He activated his Fiery Golden Eyes, staring intently at Luo Yi's true form.

Then, he noticed a unique spiritual energy mass in Luo Yi's head, stronger and more colorful than Luo Yi's own, making it easily distinguishable.

"I have Fiery Golden Eyes, and I see clearly: there's another soul's will inside you. Still trying to deny it?" Chu Feng spoke, revealing the truth. He added, "I see. To descend so stealthily, you must be a powerful being of the Heavenly God Race, personally intervening. How utterly shameless!"

Many in the starry sky showed surprise. "Is this true?"

Sage Luo Hong naturally denied it outright. He adopted a stern posture, his face darkening, and said, "Can't you accept defeat? You're about to die, so you want to slander my Heavenly God Race? Do you think that will help? My race has been undefeated since ancient times. To deal with a native from a fallen land like you, we wouldn't need a powerful being. It's ridiculous; I, Luo Yi, am enough to kill you!"

Sage Luo Hong was truly malicious. Wearing Luo Yi's appearance, he spoke with righteous indignation, emanating an imposing aura of integrity.

However, he also knew that Chu Feng, with his Fiery Golden Eyes, genuinely understood he wasn't Luo Yi. So, he stopped concealing it secretly, sending a mental transmission directly to Chu Feng, tinged with a smile and coldness.

"You guessed correctly. I am not Luo Yi; I am indeed a powerful being of the Heavenly God Race. But what does that matter? I am personally here to kill you, and no one else knows. What can you do? Struggle, resent, it's all useless. You can only slowly savor the bitterness!"

Such words, even to the steadfast Chu Feng, stirred anger. This powerful being of the Heavenly God Race was utterly shameless and deserved to be killed!

He took a deep breath and said, "I see it clearly: within you is a mottled colorful light, a small fragment of a powerful being's spiritual will. Excellent, that must be a soul seed. You've paid quite a price to kill me, haven't you? This soul seed must be invaluable, right? Today, I will certainly suppress and kill you. I'll impale your soul seed with my Profound Magnetic Spear, lift it high, facing the starry sky for everyone to see, revealing your true identity. Then the whole world will know, you'll have nowhere to hide, nailed to a pillar of shame!"

Chu Feng didn't yet know that he was about to impale a Sage's soul seed. If he were to expose such a thing, it would cause a monumental uproar, like an avalanche and a tsunami combined. The Heavenly God Race would undoubtedly lose face; it would be a profound disgrace.

Sage Luo Hong's expression darkened. At his level, every soul seed was crucial for further advancement and certainly couldn't be easily lost. If it were impaled, his true identity would inevitably be revealed, and he absolutely would not allow that to happen.

He sneered inwardly, "All beneath Sages are ants. Who do you think you are, trying to suppress me? You are destined to die without a burial place!"

Chu Feng calmed down, his voice cold and indifferent. "So, you are a Sage. You've reached a new level of shamelessness, doing something like this just for your Heavenly God Race descendant to win publicly. However, this is excellent. Catching a big fish like you will bring long-lasting disgrace to the Heavenly God Race, causing them immense trouble and ruining their reputation!"

As he spoke, his eyes gradually shone with astonishing brilliance. If he truly managed to publicly seize and impale a Sage's soul seed, hanging it there to be 'beaten', it would absolutely make the Heavenly God Race turn green with shame.

"With you?!" Sage Luo Hong's mental fluctuations became somewhat erratic, tinged with anger. His eyes were cold and desolate!

"What you've projected is merely a spiritual seed at the Visualization level. Ultimately, it can't defy the heavens. Even if your true body is a Sage, you'll still have to lie obediently before me right now. Today, I will capture and kill you!"

Chu Feng's will was resolute, his eyes growing brighter. He was about to accomplish something monumental: suppressing a Sage!

"You can die now!" Sage Luo Hong spoke indifferently.

"A Sage? Get over here and die!" Chu Feng roared, a fiery blaze surging within him—anger and fighting spirit. What if he was a Sage? If he dared to personally intervene, yet only projected strength at the Visualization level, then Chu Feng feared nothing and was determined to suppress and kill him.

The two rushed towards each other, engaging directly in battle. Both unleashed their most terrifying techniques, each aiming to defeat the other with a single blow!