Chapter 640: Goddess is Stimulated

Chu Feng's return to life and his bloody cleansing of Kunlun once again spread throughout the starry skies, igniting the intergalactic network like exploding stars.

Undoubtedly, this rumor immediately became headline news across many platforms and media outlets, reported by numerous individuals.

The sudden appearance of someone who had once sold hundreds of Holy Sons and Goddesses, an chosen one from a wild planet who had slaughtered saints, a youth previously imprisoned, a body confirmed to be dead—his domineering killings caused an earthquake across the intergalactic network!

Countless races were in an uproar, harboring serious doubts about the news.

People questioned the image, noting that the man's height, weight, and build differed slightly from Chu Feng, yet the figure dragging a blood-dripping long saber, and his demeanor, bore a resemblance.

However, this was still a general report. Many people waited for confirmation, hoping for more detailed information from Kunlun.

Clearly, the person who had earlier taken the picture and sent out the brief message was shrewd. They were racing for speed, aiming to seize the headline effect, and waiting for various parties to bid high for the detailed account.

Subsequently, they transmitted a detailed and accurate account of the battle to the starry skies, selling it for a high price. Multiple platforms broadcast the news immediately.

"Luo Fu, the Heavenly God Race's top young master, is dead! Pursued by Chu Feng, his head was severed with a single strike. His death was extremely pathetic; even his death-substitute talisman was split in two by the same blade!"

Accompanied by images, detailed textual descriptions, and a recording of the brutal battle, the starry skies erupted in an uproar.

Many elder figures of the Heavenly God Race, such as the leading Golden Arhats stationed outside Earth, reeled and saw black upon receiving the news.

Was it easy to cultivate a peerless young master? Luo Fu represented the Heavenly God Race's hope for many years to come, their strongest successor destined to bear heavy responsibilities. To be so humiliatingly beheaded was truly tragic.

As one of the top ten races, they cultivated the strongest bloodlines, individuals destined to become cosmic overlords of an era. His premature death was simply unacceptable.

What was more, subsequent reports stated that several Heavenly God Race protectors had died horrific deaths, some cleaved vertically, others bisected at the waist by Chu Feng, causing a massive tremor throughout the starry skies.

Annihilated!

The Heavenly God Race had originally dispatched six protectors, an unfair act of bullying, but with Earth now a desolate and declining place with no say, all parties had watched in silence, assuming the six elders would easily slaughter the bronze-masked man.

Who could have predicted they would all be killed?

"Argh!" Outside Earth, two Golden Arhat level powerhouses from the Heavenly God Race roared with uncontrollable fury, their hair standing on end, wishing they could descend themselves to eliminate that madman.

The same scene unfolded among the Underworld Race. Many felt a chill envelop their bodies. This race naturally disliked light, always turning their backs on stars, living in perpetual cold near the netherworld. Now, they felt an even deeper chill.

"Our God Child... is dead!?"

In the next moment, they erupted. Although the Underworld God Child had arrived on Earth long ago, his true offensive had only begun upon entering the Land of Myriad Gods.

Yet, destiny was so unpredictable. He had barely begun to display his true strength when he was annihilated on the very first day.

In plain sight, he was slain by the person suspected to be Chu Feng!

This was an immense humiliation. For a race almost comparable to the top ten, to have their God Child, their strongest successor, slaughtered like mere vegetables — how could they bear it?

Most unforgivable was that his killer was likely Earth's chosen one. This was a bleeding planet they had once trampled, conquered, and where they had slaughtered countless early Earth inhabitants. Yet, after long ages, the Underworld God Child met a disastrous defeat here, bringing about his own demise.

Even the Golden Arhat level individuals of the Underworld Race were enraged.

Some even included old monsters from that era who had once campaigned against Earth, now yearning to descend once more and personally kill Chu Feng.

The starry skies buzzed with activity. When detailed news arrived and the battle footage was transmitted via light-computers, it caused an immense uproar.

All races discussed and debated.

"Is that you, Brother Devil? Have you truly returned? I've been longing for you, missing the days when you auctioned off Holy Maidens. I'd love to buy one or two! If it's really you, that's fantastic!"

"Oh my heavens, brother, your life is even more tenacious than an immortal cockroach from hell! To escape the Purgatory, it's a miracle of life! Old man here is waiting for your return to sell goddesses. I've got my eye on the third most beautiful woman in the starry skies, Ying Zhexian. If not her, the fourth most beautiful, Vermillion Bird Fairy, will do!"

Besides the rage and curses of the Heavenly God Race, Underworld Race, and Xilin Race, there was a group of people positively fuming, seemingly delighted by the chaos.

In an instant, Chu Feng's golden account on the Primal Beast Platform, "How Lonely Is Invincibility," was flooded with an overwhelming amount of texts, voice messages, and videos.

"He must be Chu Feng, no doubt. That's the Purgatory flame; what an incredibly tenacious life to return alive!"

An old monster asserted with certainty that it was undoubtedly Chu Feng.

Meanwhile, in the starry skies beyond, saints covertly observing the multicolored flames in the recorded battle footage were horrified.

It was too similar to the documented Purgatory Fire. They were profoundly shaken, unable to remain still.

"Capture him alive! We must find out how he survived and escaped."

However, few knew the origin of the Samsara Saber. Yu Chi-kong had recognized it instantly because he had coincidentally seen an ancient record of it on Earth.

On the planet now occupied by the Xilin Race, Wei Heng, the Ninth Under the Starry Sky from that era, was alarmed. It wasn't the tragic deaths of his race's young protectors that shocked him, but the news that someone had brought out Samsara Fire, which utterly shook his mind.

"Spare no expense, bring him back to me!" he secretly commanded the Golden Arhat level powerhouses of his race.

As for the Heavenly God Race and Underworld Race, it went without saying they had already taken action, with another group descending and heading towards Kunlun's Land of Myriad Gods.

At the same time, many other races, such as the Spirit Race and Great Dream Pure Land, could no longer remain idle.

The Great Dream Pure Land, in particular, was in turmoil. Their saint was exasperated, hounded by countless inquiries about Chu Feng's situation. After all, it was they who had initially spread the news that Qin Luoyin had killed Chu Feng in Purgatory.

Now, all signs indicated that the demon was still alive and wreaking havoc in Kunlun, having nearly slaughtered all the people they dispatched.

In Kunlun, Qin Luoyin trembled internally. While others might not know or be able to definitively confirm, only she could declare with certainty that this was absolutely Chu Feng.

Her relationship with Chu Feng had once been inexpressibly intimate, and she had even felt the Samsara Fire before. Upon seeing him unleash it and realizing who he was, her soul trembled.

She desperately wanted to scream but managed to restrain herself.

Inside her, the remarkably mischievous offspring joyfully muttered to itself, "Daoist Master here feels this mother's emotions fluctuating intensely. Is she excited to see my old man? It seems this old man has great charm, captivating even such a fierce mother."

Qin Luoyin was unaware of its thoughts. If she had known, she would have undoubtedly beaten it to death!

At this moment, a large group of renowned figures, including the Primordial Magnetic Holy Physique, Heavenly Mandate Immortal Physique, Myriad Star Physique, Ying Wudi, the Buddhist Son, Vermillion Bird Fairy, the Primordial Demon Prince, Yuan Yuan, and Ying Zhexian, surged out of the Land of Myriad Gods. They, too, had a premonition that this was Chu Feng!

The silver-haired loli, Ying Xiaoxiao, spoke first. Her large eyes were clear, but her words were far from innocent. "Wow, are you really the great devil Chu Feng I once liked so much? Your style has completely changed! You knocked out my sister, untied her belt, and even stole my food! You're too naughty!"

Damn that brat! Ying Wudi immediately began suppressing her, furious. How could she casually blurt out something about untying her sister's belt?!

"Chu Feng?!" Uncharacteristically, Yuan Yuan, the Primordial Demon Prince's biological sister, did not get angry this time. Her eyes darted alluringly, full of charm, as she stared at Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng, I want to duel you, a fair fight! Do you dare?!" the Primordial Magnetic Holy Physique challenged, implying that Chu Feng should not use the strange flame.

Chu Feng responded to no one. He had just put away the remaining Samsara Fire, which was very little, less than a quarter of what he previously had, causing him to frown.

He still wanted to enter Purgatory again, to acquire more Samsara Sabers along the path of reincarnation. But now, it seemed incredibly difficult.

The Samsara Fire was almost depleted; how could he return the same way? That mine pit was terrifying, harboring a great strangeness that had never faded throughout history. It had tormented to death a group of powerful beings tens of thousands of years ago and even frightened some to their demise. Just thinking about it made his head ache!

Without the Samsara Fire, that path was simply impassable!

"Chu Feng..."

Qin Luoyin spoke, finally confronting Chu Feng. Her expression was calm, her beauty flawless, her skin translucent and exquisitely fair.

However, internally she was tormented. Facing this person now was unbearable. After what had happened, seeing Chu Feng reappear, she couldn't face him.

"How has Fairy Qin been?" Chu Feng smiled, a peculiar charm playing on his lips, striking others as rather strange.

Qin Luoyin immediately lost her composure, feeling that Chu Feng was deliberately being suggestive, entertaining wicked thoughts, and dwelling on what had occurred in Purgatory.

A layer of frost immediately appeared on her face, like the chilling aura of the Moon Palace sweeping over her, transforming her into an unapproachable and inviolable icy fairy. "Either it is, or it isn't. Do you not even dare to reveal your true identity?" she said.

At this moment, everyone looked at Chu Feng, wanting to see him personally remove his mask.

"Don't get agitated," Chu Feng smiled. Seeing her coldness and faint killing intent, he spoke without reservation, "Be careful not to disturb the fetal qi."

As soon as these words left his mouth, silence fell across the land.

Everyone was speechless, feeling that this guy's words were utterly immoral. Who didn't know that she was the sacred fairy of the Great Dream Pure Land, revered as a goddess by the younger generation of all races? How could she possibly be pregnant?

In people's eyes, he was definitely doing it on purpose, aiming to provoke and infuriate his opponent.

In reality, Chu Feng had no hidden agenda with his words; he didn't take it seriously. He simply wanted to deflate the Great Dream Pure Land goddess's arrogance and teach her a lesson.

After all, this lineage had nearly killed him in Purgatory, and he certainly wouldn't forget that score.

However, the listener took it to heart. Qin Luoyin's beautiful face paled, her ivory-white, delicate features filled with indignation, and she instantly erupted. She had been suffering immensely these days, truly experiencing internal issues, so those words, to her, were like divine thunderbolts from the Ninth Heaven!

"Don't get angry; calmly nurturing the fetus is most important," Chu Feng said, completely unaware of the sensitive truth. His words were quite mischievous, and he continued to "comfort" her with a smile.

For Goddess Qin, this moment was simply too "stimulating"!