Chapter 651: A Big Black Pot

At dawn, the world was dimly lit and still rather dark. The vast and sparsely populated plateau, its tranquility shattered by screams, appeared even more desolate and remote.

The sudden turn of events was astonishing. This old woman, who had lived since ancient times, had just displayed a faint, blood-tinged smile and spoken with utter dominance, looking down upon this declining planet. She had intended to unleash a beast tide to butcher cities, about to commence a brutal massacre, but in the blink of an eye, she herself was cut in half at the waist!

A dazzling and tragic crimson saber light seemed to cleave through space and freeze time, causing a powerful evolutionist, once at the Golden Arhat level, to wail in unbearable agony.

The old woman's face was twisted, gone was her earlier composure; she could no longer scorn the beings of this land. She flew diagonally through the air, her face contorted in a ferocious grimace, her eyes filled with endless malice and hatred. Angrily, she waved the Divine Blood-Changing Banner in her hand, launching a desperate counterattack in her final moments.

On this plateau, blood energy surged, and storms raged like thunder. Dark shadows flickered all around, accompanied by wailing sounds, as sand and stones flew. The scene was eerily demonic, as if the gates of hell had been flung open, unleashing countless vengeful spirits to cleanse the world in blood.

Nearby, the purple python spirit was utterly terrified. Earlier, he had harbored thoughts about the ethereal and elegant "little fairy," but who could have known that at the crucial moment, this seemingly frail "girl" would erupt with soaring killing intent, severing the invincible old demon in his eyes with a single saber strike!

This was akin to a supremely delicate little rabbit, fluttering its crystal-clear eyes, suddenly biting a bloodthirsty prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex to death and swallowing it whole.

The contrast was so stark that he collapsed onto the ground, realizing that the truly formidable individual was the "girl" who appeared harmless on the surface!

The man and woman supporting the old woman were utterly horrified. They shouted loudly, then decisively pulled out dark red banners and struck fiercely at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng remained perfectly calm. Having landed his blow, he had already seized the initiative. Facing the dying strike of the unbalanced old woman, he could naturally evade with ease.

The opponent's remaining half of her body was being corroded and she had already lost her balance. There was no talk of a precise, fatal blow; she was trapped in a helpless predicament.

Chu Feng raised his hand and, with all his might, hurled a golden box, which collided with the Divine Blood-Changing Banner in the old woman's hand. He then dodged, moving along an arc, and swung his Reincarnation Saber towards the old woman once more.

As for the man and woman, they posed no threat at all; their speed simply couldn't keep up. Their dark red banners produced a wailing sound as they struck only Chu Feng's afterimage.

The Divine Blood-Changing Banner emitted a blinding light, and blood mist billowed, resembling a surging sea of hot magma. It slammed into the golden box, producing a crisp metallic hum between them. Though a brilliant golden light erupted, the box merely flew off diagonally, remaining unopened.

Chu Feng felt a slight disappointment. This was a legacy item he had dug from the soil beneath the immortal medicine tree in the Land of Ten Thousand Gods. He hadn't been able to open it despite studying it for a long time, and his attempt to force it open using the old woman's power had unfortunately failed.

In his estimation, even though the old woman had self-mutilated, her past as a Golden Arhat-level evolutionist, combined with the Divine Blood-Changing Banner, should have made her incredibly formidable. Yet, even she couldn't break open the golden box.

He realized that he would have to open it himself later, just like the silver box he had obtained from the Qinling Mountains, which he had easily opened once his strength reached the required level.

A flash of blood-red light streaked, and Chu Feng's glowing red saber sliced off the old woman's arm, causing her to lose control of the Divine Blood-Changing Banner, which then fell to the ground.

At the same time, Chu Feng moved like a phantom, lightly gliding his body sideways, once again evading the attacks from the man and woman. His body spun like a top, and then he swung his long saber. With a sharp crack, their blood-changing banners shattered and exploded, releasing blood energy that spread, making the area eerily resemble the emergence of hell.

The secret treasures in their hands were far inferior in material to the Divine Blood-Changing Banner held by the old woman; they were merely common, standard-issue weapons.

Both individuals, however, were loyal. Their bodies turned crimson like blood as they burned their vital essence, fighting Chu Feng desperately. They unleashed Spirit Race palm techniques, striking forward.

Instantly, the ground cracked open, and colossal boulders weighing hundreds of thousands of catties were hurled into the air. Under the power of their Visualization-level cultivation, earth and stones splattered, and dust billowed like a sea.

However, they were no match for Chu Feng, lagging significantly in both energy intensity and speed.

This time, Chu Feng didn't even use his Reincarnation Saber, wanting to keep them alive to interrogate them. He moved with phantom-like speed, engaging them directly in hand-to-hand combat.

Both their arm bones were shattered, completely deformed and twisted beyond recognition. It was as if they had been struck by an ancient black-scaled demon rhinoceros; every bone in their bodies had exploded. This was an unbearable force.

At the Visualization level, let alone them, how many among the younger generation across the entire starry sky could possibly contend with Chu Feng?

Especially after consuming the great medicine from Kunlun, Chu Feng had undergone a complete metamorphosis. He appeared refined and handsome, but his physique had actually improved dramatically, and his physical strength at this stage was unparalleled, with few who could rival him!

*Thump, thump!*

The two men collapsed to the ground, their mouths full of bloody foam, unable to rise. Chu Feng's fist strikes had shattered multiple internal areas, with blood even oozing from their ears and noses.

At this moment, the old woman was screaming hysterically, as her body was dissolving and her spirit was simultaneously burning away. At this rate, even with her profound cultivation, her body and spirit would be utterly destroyed in a matter of moments.

"Speak, tell me some of the secrets I wish to know, and I might consider sparing your life," Chu Feng said to the old woman, looking down at her.

The old woman was terrified. She was an ancient monster who had survived since antiquity. Logically, her cultivation should not have granted her such a long lifespan; she should have passed away ages ago.

However, she had accidentally consumed a fragment of a Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir on a savage planet, which had drastically extended her lifespan, allowing her to live until this era.

The more ancient and powerful the being, the more they cling to life and fear sudden death. She stammered, "What... what do you want to know?"

"How is this Divine Blood-Changing Banner used, and how is it refined?" Chu Feng asked. This was the Spirit Race's most crucial standard weapon, one that had once made even the top ten races wary, and he wanted to understand it.

"You... save me first!" the old woman cried, as the secret power of reincarnation was eroding her too severely, dissolving her from the waist up and rapidly spreading towards her neck.

"Speak quickly, or you'll lose your chance," Chu Feng said calmly, maintaining pressure on her to prevent any tricks once she had a moment to breathe.

"Save me first, I'm dying," the old woman cried in terror. However, seeing Chu Feng remain unmoved, she quickly began to speak, "Unless you master the Divine Spirit Breathing Technique, you cannot wield this banner."

The Divine Spirit Breathing Technique she referred to was the breathing technique of the Spirit Race, which historically claimed to be descendants of gods.

"Then what use are you to me!" Chu Feng said, dissatisfied, looking down at her. "Your Spirit Race intends to annihilate this planet; tell me what other methods you possess?"

"This isn't our doing! The Heavenly God Race no longer restricts us and hinted that we could come here to find blood sustenance!" the old woman cried.

At this moment, she could barely speak, eroded by the power of reincarnation up to her neck, her eyes wide with terror, her soul trembling. "Save me!" she pleaded.

"State the Spirit Race breathing technique," Chu Feng pressed.

"I cannot say! There's a restriction in my head; if I reveal it, my spirit will disintegrate, and I will die instantly. The forbidden inheritance of a race cannot be divulged," the old woman said, nearing despair.

"Then you might as well rest in peace," Chu Feng said, no longer addressing her, and turned his gaze to the man and woman.

"You, you wretched thief! I won't let you go even as a ghost! Who exactly are you?!" The old woman went mad. In her final moments, knowing her demise was certain, she sent a venomous spiritual roar at Chu Feng, her face twisted with malice.

"This young master is Chu Feng, you old hag! You're blind! I am a true man, damn it! And your servant girl can go to hell!"

Upon confirming Chu Feng's identity, the old woman's eyes widened like those of a dead fish, nearly popping out. She simply couldn't believe it—this was *that* brat who had caused havoc among all the races?!

The disparity was too immense; she found it hard to accept!

Beside them, the purple python spirit was also dumbfounded, sitting on the ground, looking as if he had just seen a ghost.

"Ah..." The old woman let out a piercing shriek. Suddenly, her head detached and shot through the air, lunging towards the purple python spirit. She swallowed all his blood energy and spirit in one gulp, attempting to sustain her own life by devouring his.

The purple python spirit was unable to evade and died on the spot.

However, this could not prevent the old woman's demise. She screamed as her head dissolved, continuously turning into ash. She was utterly unwilling to accept it.

"To think of my life! I've lived from ancient times until now, seen every great storm. I've followed great figures, once ravaged this very planet, slaughtered the descendants of powerful clans and disciples of renowned mountains, moving unopposed. Yet in the end, I return to this land only to die like this?!"

She was furious, desperate, and profoundly unwilling, feeling utterly wronged. She had intended to come here and stir up an overwhelming storm, to sweep across this planet, yet she had been cut down by a single saber strike from a young man. The stark contrast was too much for her to bear.

"Bah, and you have the audacity to speak of it! Following others to slaughter the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, and women and children—like a band of marauders, butchering innocents. With such shameless deeds and hands steeped in blood, do you truly deserve to feel pride?"

Chu Feng unleashed a punch, and an energy furnace surged forth, causing the old woman, who had lunged at him, to explode there, her eyes wide in death. She was then utterly consumed by the power of reincarnation, leaving behind no physical body, not even a trace of her spirit.

"You want to become a ghost, you want reincarnation? Never, not for all eternity!"

Chu Feng turned and interrogated the man and woman. They knew even less, and he killed them cleanly, one by one, with his saber.

The entire plateau fell silent. Aside from Chu Feng, only human skins and scattered bones remained, a testament to how truly sinister the forbidden Divine Blood-Changing Banner was.

A ray of dawn light spilled across the land as the sun began to rise. Chu Feng stood by a lake on the plateau, gazing at his reflection in the water, silent for a long time. It was simply... charming.

Finally, he suddenly looked up, facing the brilliant red sunrise, and declared, "Well, what can I say? People are just this handsome!"

However, he eventually added in a low voice, "Damn it, I... I still hope to quickly move past this age and become a bit more rugged!"

Chu Feng held the Divine Blood-Changing Banner. This weapon of the old woman was distinctly unusual; even the Reincarnation Saber had failed to cleave it. Sparks flew and blood energy surged from it, making it extremely intimidating.

"Could this be the ultimate treasure from ancient times, dismantled by someone, and now the Spirit Race intends to reactivate it with the blood of various races?" Chu Feng mused, a sudden thought striking him.

However, he ultimately shook his head, thinking it unlikely he would possess such luck and deeming it impossible to obtain such a forbidden weapon.

Ultimately, Chu Feng was both surprised and puzzled to discover that when he activated the Stealing Guidance Breathing Technique, he could fully control and wield the Divine Blood-Changing Banner!

"Excellent! Before I depart, I'll give you all a grand gift!"

Finally, Chu Feng piloted his magical vessel back into Kunlun. Before leaving Earth, he prepared to sweep clean and eliminate all undesirable foreign enemies.

This morning, Chu Feng arrived, piloting his magical vessel, bathed in the glow of dawn, appearing utterly divine. He eventually concealed his presence and began a great slaughter in the Kunlun Mountains.

The Heavenly God Race, Xilin Race, and over a dozen other major races had once again sent their members down, searching for Chu Feng's whereabouts, intent on delivering a decisive blow. They all speculated he was gravely wounded and on the verge of death.

On this day, they suffered a great catastrophe. Not only was there an uproar in Earth's Kunlun, but even beyond the domain, there was widespread commotion, for the Divine Blood-Changing Banner had reappeared in the world.

"The Spirit Race must be insane! They're using that forbidden artifact again and brought it to Kunlun to attack forces from various races. Do they wish to be exterminated?!"

A group of people were enraged. Upon learning of the Kunlun tragedy, they longed to launch a collective assault and punish the Spirit Race.

"Back then, the Spirit Race was already bloodthirsty, causing bloody turmoil across the starry sky and leading to immense suffering, nearly resulting in their extermination. Now they dare to provoke public outrage like this again? They clearly have a death wish!"

For a time, the Spirit Race was in a state of chaos, pushed into the eye of the storm. Even their saints were overwhelmed and disheartened, wondering how this could have been exposed, and why they were reportedly massacring forces from the Heavenly God Race, Xilin Race, and others?

Key members of the Spirit Race were utterly bewildered. This outcome sent shivers down their spines; they suspected a major problem had occurred on Earth, and that their clan's treasured artifact had most likely changed hands.

"Ah, this... it's ruined! What do we do?!"

The loss of the precious treasure brought about dire consequences. They felt chilled to the bone; this scapegoat role was suffocating them. It was utterly shameful—who had done this?!

The Spirit Race went insane!

Chu Feng had acted secretly, and the ensuing massacre left him profoundly shocked. The power of the Divine Blood-Changing Banner was truly terrifying; he estimated that had he not launched a surprise attack on the old woman, he would likely have suffered immensely. It was a forbidden weapon, strange yet immensely powerful and incredibly bloodthirsty.

On this day, human skins began appearing one after another in the Kunlun Mountains. The Divine Blood-Changing Banner truly went against the natural order, proving to be exceedingly domineering and sinister.

Ultimately, Chu Feng left, having practically annihilated all the powerful experts from the Heavenly God Race, Nether Race, Xilin Race, Spirit Race, and others who were at the Visualization, Cloud-Eating, and Shaping realms.

Over a dozen races were enraged, yet simultaneously chilled to the bone; this outcome was almost unbearable for them.

Chu Feng traveled east, heading towards the East Sea. He intended to bid a final farewell to his parents, Yellow Ox, Big Black, Old Donkey, and others. From there, he would enter the starry sky, obtain a secure identity, and wreak havoc in the enemy's rear base camp.

However, as he approached Immortal Mountain, he felt a pang of apprehension. What would happen if those individuals saw him in his current state?

The closer Chu Feng got, the more uneasy he felt, even considering simply running away. This was because that group of people had rather unkind mouths, and he wondered what kind of scene would unfold if they saw him in his current appearance.