Chapter 581: Battle Aftermath

The Saint Teacher departed, and under the starry sky, the great battle suddenly concluded.

However, in the depths of the universe, a storm still raged. The ancient ancestors of the Heavenly God Race, the Netherworld Race, and the mysterious individual were filled with immense frustration.

Additionally, the ancient ancestor of the Spirit Race and others had also tried to deliver a fatal blow midway through the battle, hoping to stop the Saint Teacher, but all their attempts failed. Moreover, some of the planets under their dominion exploded.

This was a cosmic storm, sweeping across major star systems and becoming an astonishing event unprecedented in a millennium!

From the depths of the star sea, intense energy fluctuations emanated. Several masters, consumed by endless killing intent, swept across the heavens and earth, causing many planets to tremble and nearly explode.

“Damn it!”

The ancient ancestor of the Heavenly God Race roared, raising a massive hand to crush a large planet into dust, which then poured out between his fingers.

The ancient ancestor of the Netherworld Race’s face was even gloomier, dark enough to drip water. Billowing black mist surrounded him, engulfing the starry sky. Then, with a furious roar, a planet in the unknown star system before him directly exploded!

And the mysterious strong individual, his body shrunken, sat on a burning sun, seething with silent rage.

Despite their combined efforts, the Saint Teacher managed to escape. Furthermore, during the fierce battle, they repeatedly fell into domain traps and were heavily struck by the Saint Teacher’s Star-Driving Whip.

In the process, they were even blasted apart, turning into blood mist—an absolute humiliation.

A suffocating aura permeated the cosmic starry sky.

However, on the interstellar network and in the virtual world, excitement was already boiling over. Countless people were passionately discussing today’s battle, which had been deeply shocking and triggered a cosmic tsunami.

The Saint Teacher’s return was incredibly powerful, truly boundless in his dominance.

Alone, he dared to contend with the ancient ancestors of various races, engaging them in fierce combat. During their clashes, he utilized domain techniques to individually blast them apart.

What an achievement! It was nothing short of defying all expectations.

If not for the Saint Teacher’s physical condition, a god-slaying event might have occurred today, potentially leading to the demise of Reflections of the Heavens-level experts, which would have shaken the ancient starry sky for eons.

At the very least, everyone unanimously believed that Luo Qicheng was in grave danger and likely to be eliminated.

Many clearly saw that he had suffered terribly this time; his Dao foundation was likely shattered, making him the biggest loser.

After accumulating power for countless years, he had just entered that exalted realm, only to end up with his cultivation realm falling—the most bitter consequence imaginable.

“The Saint Teacher is unrivaled in his dominance! He alone entered and exited the solar system; those few couldn't stop him!”

“His demeanor is exceptional! Is this the Saint Teacher from ancient legends? Today, we finally witnessed him personally taking action. He truly lives up to his peerless talent and is at the forefront of domain techniques—unrivaled!”

The star sea was abuzz.

No matter how displeased the Heavenly God Race was, they couldn't silence the myriad voices. Today’s battle was witnessed by all and could not be concealed.

If it had been a small-scale decisive battle, they might have been able to manipulate information and hide the truth, but now, this event was known throughout the universe.

“Heh, the Heavenly God Race, Netherworld Race, Spirit Race, and others—this time their faces were slapped so hard, they’ve been utterly humiliated! Let’s see how they can continue to act so high and mighty, so arrogant!”

“Do you have a death wish? Have you forgotten that not long ago, ten Golden Arhat-level cultivators were burned to ashes just for speaking a few extra words?”

“I’m speaking on the virtual network. Let them try to trace me and bite me.”

“If they really want to find you, you definitely won't escape. Be careful.”

Across the universe, various places were bustling with activity.

Even the top ten star-worlds, the ten most powerful races, were holding secret meetings today; the impact of this event was too profound.

In the universe, students at the highest academies were all seething with excitement. For one person to single-handedly confront several Reflections of the Heavens-level powerhouses—what divine might was that? It was also their ultimate goal.

In the Solar System, the cultivators of various races who had remained there were deeply moved, their souls stirred today. Having personally experienced and witnessed this battle, they would never forget it for all eternity.

Among these individuals were saints and Golden Arhats, many of whom had landed on celestial bodies like Mars, Jupiter, and Neptune. It was only by relying on the Saint Teacher’s domain protection that they survived.

Otherwise, some would certainly have faced serious trouble.

Suddenly, the Solar System dimmed, becoming overwhelmingly oppressive.

Black mist spread, covering this void.

Then, a pair of cold, merciless eyes, like black holes, appeared outside Earth. These two eyes, many times larger than Earth itself, looked down upon this cradle of life.

It was the Netherworld Ancient Ancestor, returned from the starry sky, aloof and icy, seemingly carrying the aura of the underworld.

Another pair of golden eyes appeared, their pupils opening to an astonishing, sun-like size. They too gazed down at Earth, staring intently.

At this moment, the entire Solar System fell silent, a deathly stillness without a sound. The atmosphere was incredibly stifling.

Even discussions across the universe and on the interstellar network ceased abruptly. Countless people were watching the live broadcast, all extremely tense.

With the Heavenly God Ancient Ancestor and the Netherworld Ancient Ancestor so close to Earth, gazing down coldly, were they going to break the Saint Teacher’s domain and turn this star-land into a dead zone?

At this moment, throughout the vast star sea, powerhouses of all races watched, as the moment to decide Earth’s fate had arrived.

Finally, without a sound, the golden eyes, larger than the sun, closed and abruptly vanished from sight.

Then, black mist billowed, and the black hole-like eyes, many times larger than Earth, also disappeared. The Netherworld Ancient Ancestor retreated, enveloped in mist.

The entire Solar System returned to normal, no longer oppressive or deathly silent, as the energy mist dispersed.

This meant the battle had completely ended. In the end, the Heavenly God Race, Netherworld Race, Spirit Race, and others ultimately dared not go all out and deliver a fatal blow to Earth.

Because as long as the Saint Teacher lived, their race would not be annihilated!

If they truly made a move, the Saint Teacher, always a man of his word, would surely retaliate with massive retribution, unilaterally slaughtering the planets ruled by his enemies.

Earlier, everyone had already witnessed those stars erupting like fireworks.

If they were to fight to the bitter end, the star sea would likely see an endless, dazzling rain of fireworks, and countless planets would completely vanish from the universe.

Earth, Dragon Tiger Mountain.

The toad was drenched in sweat, on the verge of collapse. He let out a long sigh and said, “They’re finally gone.”

The Yellow Ox’s golden hair was also drenched and matted into strands; his entire body was soaked, having been covered in cold sweat just moments before.

Chu Feng sighed, wiping cold sweat from his forehead. He said, “It’s over. Before leaving, Yaoyao and the Saint Teacher held a farewell battle with such domineering flair, bringing many benefits to Earth!”

“It’s finally over,” said the Big Black Ox, Old Donkey, and Northeast Tiger, slumping to the ground, feeling utterly exhausted.

For the cultivators, having Reflections of the Heavens-level powerhouses gaze down upon Earth was no less intense than a life-or-death battle. At that moment, their hearts were tormented.

Because if those ancient ancestors had truly become enraged and launched a full assault, the entire world would have been overturned!

“Next, we need to keep a low profile. Don’t cause too much of a stir,” suggested the Big Black Ox.

“Good point, one should be low-key,” the Northeast Tiger wholeheartedly agreed.

Such words naturally spread into space, as they were captured by celestial observation devices like 'Heaven's Eye' and 'Heaven's Ear.' Since the few of them didn't deliberately conceal their conversation, some people from beyond the domain immediately showed expressions of surprise.

At this moment, Chu Feng used his optical computer to contact and urge certain individuals: “Old Demon Zhao, why haven’t you acted yet? Didn’t you say you were going to deal with the people from Great Dream Pure Land and capture their successor, Qin Luoyin? You haven’t forgotten, have you?”

“Capture what? Get lost! Goodbye!”

Outside Earth, Old Demon Zhao, Old Demon Yuan, and the others didn't want to say much and refused to engage with Chu Feng. Even though their granddaughters and grandsons were still in Chu Feng’s hands, they temporarily ignored the matter.

After experiencing such an event, they had no mind to act. The Reflections of the Heavens-level battle was too terrifying, making each of them tremble with fear. Having recently hidden on Saturn and Mars to seek refuge, they were utterly pale with regret for having come here.

“Let’s go, let’s go, it’s all over. We should celebrate,” Ouyang Feng clamored.

Just then, light flickered in the folded space deep within Dragon Tiger Mountain, and a wormhole opened.

At the same time, an alert sounded on Chu Feng’s optical computer: “Your package has arrived. Tongtian Wormhole Company wishes you a smooth and pleasant journey on your path of evolution.”

Chu Feng was speechless. This delivery company was truly... quite considerate.

Then, with a strange shout, he exclaimed, “The Six Paths Reincarnation Pills have arrived!”

Indeed, after many days of waiting, the goods had finally arrived. In an exquisite jade cauldron lay two dazzling golden pills, glowing like two small suns. They were adorned with numerous mysterious patterns, resembling Dao marks, and emitted a rich fragrance.

These two pills alone were worth 160 billion cosmic coins, not even including the intermediary fees. They were outrageously expensive, enough to scare anyone to death.

Chu Feng, impatient, immediately swallowed one of the golden pills. Instantly, his entire being burst forth with divine radiance, enveloped in a halo of light. His cracked cultivation foundation rapidly healed, and his body surged with immense life force, like a boundless ocean.

This precious medicine was specifically prepared for Golden Arhat-level cultivators. For him to consume it at his current realm was truly extravagant.

Soon, Chu Feng’s cultivation foundation was fully healed, and all his hidden ailments completely vanished. He immediately felt refreshed and energetic, brimming with vibrant life.

Ouyang Feng drooled profusely, and the Big Black Ox, Old Donkey, and others also stared with eager anticipation.

“Alright, don’t be envious. Didn’t we capture over two hundred divine sons and saintesses this time? I guarantee each of you will get a Six Paths Reincarnation Pill. Everyone who saw the battle gets a share.”

“Uh, aren’t we supposed to be low-key?” the Old Donkey whispered. After such a massive event, his calves were still cramping, and he could barely stand.

Chu Feng nodded, deadpan, and said, “Right, we need to be low-key. We can’t publicize it widely. We’ll discreetly sell the divine sons and saintesses. Hmm, quickly contact the buyers in the starry sky.”

In the starry sky, many people were speechless. At that moment, countless eyes were undoubtedly on them, and for them to say such things now was truly bizarre.

“Damn it, low-key yet selling divine sons and saintesses? This is a live broadcast across the entire starry sky!” Finally, someone couldn't help but scoff.

On Dragon Tiger Mountain, a group of people were clamoring that one shouldn’t be too high-profile.

“Yes, we need to be low-key. We don’t want to cause trouble; we just want to quickly sell these divine sons and saintesses. Let their respective families prepare to ransom them.”