Chapter 679: Killing to Xilin Wutian

Chu Feng struck like a bolt of thunder, causing the air to explode. His body, a golden flash of lightning, arrived in an instant, stirring up sand and stones and generating thunder and lightning in the area.

This scene was terrifying.

He carried terrifying energy, and murderous intent permeated his entire body. As he descended, divine light burst forth from every pore, making him appear like a god!

With a bang, he seized the whipping lash, standing immovably in front of the elderly and the weak. Two terrifying beams of light shot from his eyes as he stared at the Xilin clan genius wielding the whip.

“How do you want to die?!” Chu Feng roared.

A moment after his arrival, the sonic boom from his original direction finally caught up, forming a continuous line of rolling white airwaves, a stark testament to how swiftly he had moved.

“Who are you?” The Xilin clan members were all astonished. An individual had appeared out of nowhere, incredibly fast, arriving from a distance as if shrinking the earth to a mere inch, appearing right before their eyes with a single step.

“The one who will kill you!” Chu Feng roared, his pupils glowing like torches. He had witnessed everything that had just transpired, and a furious rage surged within him.

With a thunderous crash, he yanked the whip with sudden force, swinging the person holding it and flinging them away. The individual slammed into a massive boulder, shattering it. Covered in dust and with blood dripping from their hands due to the energy transmitted by Chu Feng, they were utterly disheveled.

“You… you little bastard, where did you come from?!” The individual stood up in a fit of rage, eyes blazing, having never suffered such humiliation.

Moreover, this was their territory, and to be knocked down by some teenage boy who had inexplicably trespassed was utterly humiliating.

With a clang, he drew a long blade that glowed with a greenish light, ready to strike forward. However, the hateful teenager in his eyes was even more ruthless and faster, lunging forward to attack first.

The Lightning Fist was incredibly overbearing and impossibly fast. It didn't seem like a person wielding a technique, but rather like the fist's imprint itself was pulling the person forward, possessing a demonic quality as its light tore through the space.

As soon as this person drew his greenish long blade, he was struck by such a powerful punch. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and decisively, holding the blade horizontally in front of him to block the blow. However, the immense force and the glowing imprint of the fist were terrifying. His secret treasure, a blade touted as a transcendent weapon, became dented with a fist-shaped impression and was nearly pierced through.

“You…”

This Xilin clan member was indeed strong, a top-tier genius, but his expression instantly changed. He realized he had encountered a terrifyingly formidable and savage young man.

However, before he could say anything more, Chu Feng's second punch arrived. The so-called Lightning Fist was truly as swift as lightning and divine light, and the fist imprint struck!

With a *crack*, the verdant treasured blade was not only dented by the fist imprint but then fractured, before exploding into fragments. Blade shards flew everywhere, and the person screamed, covered in blood, with dozens of pieces of their own shattered blade embedded in their body.

Then, he saw another fist rapidly expanding, smashing into his face, causing his nose bridge to collapse, his vision to blacken, and agonizing pain that made him want to howl.

“Argh…” He shrieked. He knew that if the opponent's fist light were to unleash even slightly, his head would shatter like a rotten watermelon.

Chu Feng dragged him like a dead dog, returning to the ragged group of elderly and young, and slammed the Xilin clan genius onto the ground with a thump.

“He whipped you. Do you want revenge? Go ahead!” Chu Feng said, looking at the group.

However, children, elders, and young adults alike all wore blank expressions, their eyes empty, showing no reaction.

At that moment, Chu Feng felt a pang of heartache. The Xilin clan was clearly treating the descendants of Yao Yao's lineage as utterly disposable. What had they been reduced to?

Clearly, these people had almost no sense of self, living like walking dead, completely devoid of vitality or spirit!

“You are the kin of the universe's youngest overlord from the past. All of you… wake up!” Chu Feng shouted.

Yet, they remained unresponsive, including the dirty-faced girl and the once carefree children, all expressionless.

Not far away, murderous intent suddenly surged. There were more than a dozen Xilin clan members, all geniuses, who erupted with terrifying energy, glaring hostilely at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng had been too fast; they hadn't even had time to intervene before he gravely wounded one of them and captured him alive. Now, they were all ready to attack.

Meanwhile, the person on the ground, with a collapsed nose bridge and a mouth full of blood, was yelling: “You little bastard, where do you come from? What makes you so arrogant? This is the Xilin clan’s black prison death star, guarded by a Saint. Are you looking for death?!”

Chu Feng stomped down, and the man's teeth fell out. His jaw shattered into multiple pieces, nearly detaching, and he immediately let out muffled screams of agony.

“Stop it!” the other Xilin clan members yelled.

At the same time, one person, unable to hold back, directly unleashed a purple flying sword, attacking Chu Feng and aiming for his head without hesitation.

Chu Feng drew his Reincarnation Blade, swinging it once. A burst of crimson light erupted, and with a *clang*, it sliced through the radiant purple flying sword, dimming the secret treasure's glow and sending it crashing to the ground.

“Hiss!”

Simultaneously, Chu Feng's eyes glowed, unleashing the power of his Fiery Golden Eyes. Two golden beams of light shot out, incredibly fast, swift as lightning.

The person who had used the flying sword was pierced through. Their body staggered, they reeled backward, their face ashen.

In this brief exchange, Chu Feng subdued the group, making them extremely wary and secretly wondering where this formidable young man had come from.

Chu Feng paid no mind to these Xilin clan geniuses. He turned to face the group of elderly, weak, and ailing individuals – from the elders to the young adults and children. Gazing into their eyes, he declared, “You have a relative named Yao Yao, known as the foremost under the starry sky. You have an elder who was the youngest and most astonishing overlord in the universe. You are their kin, flowing with the same blood. How can you be so lost? You should have powerful fighting spirit! All of you, wake up!”

However, these people remained numb. Only two children showed a faint, unusual glint in their eyes, secretly glancing at Chu Feng.

“Are you truly so numb? The ancient battle truly changed too much. Normally, if you hadn't faced such a catastrophe and had lived in Kunlun, you would be a group of heaven's favored ones. But now, you've all become walking dead. And the Xilin clan, once a military legion of Earth, brazenly enslaves you. It's both tragic and hateful!”

Chu Feng didn't blame these people for lacking spirit or fighting will, because in such an environment, even the descendants of peerless powerhouses would become useless. They were being kept like livestock, unable to experience anything, their innate nature completely suppressed.

“Bro... brother, I hate him. He whipped... my sister to death last time!”

At this moment, a child spoke, the light in his eyes growing brighter, filled with fury and hatred, as he stared at the person on the ground.

The child's speech was unclear, obviously unaccustomed to talking, his words not even forming smoothly.

“I… want to avenge… my sister. She… was so cute, with big eyes, so… innocent, she didn’t understand anything, yet she was beaten to death.”

The child choked back a sob, rushed forward, and began punching and kicking the person on the ground.

Another child also cried out, running forward, leaping up with a kick, and demanding, “You… return Xiao Ling's life!”

“Good!” Chu Feng's heart swelled. In such circumstances, it was truly remarkable that these two children could still react this way, not having been completely broken by their confinement.

Yet, his nose still stung with emotion as he looked at the group of old and young, all so numb, broken by slavery. They were originally Yao Yao's kin, who should have been mighty.

“You little brats, how dare you!” the Xilin clan genius on the ground bellowed in alarm and fury.

The two children, tears in their eyes, lunged forward, biting and shouting for their sister, determined to avenge her.

Chu Feng brought his foot down, crippling the person on the ground. The man's body twisted, unable to utter another sound. Chu Feng was concerned he might lash out like a cornered dog and injure the two children.

“Boy, you’re looking for death!” The other Xilin clan members roared in anger, drawing their weapons and moving to attack.

Chu Feng took out his Jade Pure Bottle, swept it, and collected both children and the group of elderly, weak, and ailing individuals into it, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll take you away!”

Then, he turned to face the group of geniuses.

In the process, he stomped on the person's head on the ground, ending their life.

“Kill him!”

The group roared, a mixture of shock and fury. Some, more cautious, retreated, trying to establish contact with the outside.

“Don’t bother! I’ve blocked the exit to this dimensional space with a domain. None of you will escape. Today, I’ll slaughter you all!”

Chu Feng, holding the Reincarnation Blade in one hand and forming a fist seal with the other for his Lightning Fist, charged into the crowd.

This group of Xilin clan members was indeed powerful, being the top geniuses of their clan. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been allowed to enter to search for that mysterious divine radiance.

Moreover, most of them were at the 'Eating Cloud' realm. Only individuals at this level yearned most for that light, desiring to capture it and absorb it into their bodies.

“Clang!”

With their very first clash, Chu Feng used his Reincarnation Blade to cleave through one person's black spear and simultaneously shattered their protective energy shield. Then, he seized the opportunity to unleash his strongest technique, diagonally severing that person's shoulder, sending half their body flying with screams and a gush of blood.

The battle was incredibly fierce, a fight to the death. Chu Feng immediately dispatched one opponent; few could survive the Reincarnation Blade. The person screamed, rapidly dissolving from the blade's corrosive effect.

“This is… the Reincarnation Blade, you’re Chu Feng?!” the person shrieked.

“What? It’s him!” The group was shaken.

In the fierce confrontation, Chu Feng continuously clashed with others. His fist imprint slammed into one person's glowing purple palm, which was as large as a millstone. This ultimately caused that person's profound technique to collapse, their palm tearing into pieces and profusely bleeding.

In an instant, their palm reverted to a normal human size, but the terrible consequences were not over. The damage caused by Chu Feng's Lightning Fist continued.

A terrifying golden energy destroyed his palm, surged into his arm, crackling, and ultimately caused his entire arm to explode.

“Die!” Chu Feng roared. His next punch struck again with a bang. The Lightning Fist, as fast as light, pierced through the person, causing them to explode under the fist's imprint.

“Fourth Brother!” Someone nearby shrieked heartbreakingly, eyes red, and lunged at Chu Feng: “How dare you kill my brother! Die!”

“So what if I killed him? I’ll kill you too!” Chu Feng sneered, swinging the Reincarnation Blade and confronting the attacker directly, completely fearless.

Clang, clang, clang…

Sparks flew as the person, wielding an astonishing halberd, frantically clashed with Chu Feng. Clearly, this halberd was a very formidable secret treasure made of rare materials.

But unfortunately, after dozens of clashes, it was still destroyed, cleaved apart by the Reincarnation Blade. Blood splattered as Chu Feng continuously swung his long blade, severing the person's arm and then decapitating them, leaving them howling in fury, unable to rest in peace even in death.

“Chu Feng, you executioner, you’re truly cold-blooded! Pay with your life!” Others had been attacking relentlessly but still failed to stop him. Now, someone roared in anger.

Chu Feng remained unmoved, saying, “You also know heartache? From your ancestors to yourselves, you’ve committed every evil imaginable. Now, experience the pain of losing loved ones yourselves!”

“Kill!”

At this moment, he was like a god of slaughter, the Reincarnation Blade in his left hand, the Lightning Fist in his right. Blade and fist flew together as he unleashed a massacre.

So-called geniuses depend on who they're compared to. The current Chu Feng was like a tiger unleashed among wolves. Despite facing resistance, his confidence was unshakeable, and he was unstoppable.

“Boom!”

The Lightning Fist struck, blowing one person apart, scattering blood mist and bone fragments everywhere.

Blade light swept across as Chu Feng bisected a dangerous individual among the group, separating their body into two halves. The person screamed, rolling away.

He was slaughtering them. In a short time, he had already killed nine people, with only six remaining.

“Xilin clan, aren't you reputed to be one of the most gifted races? Yet, every single one of you is pathetically weak! Come on, you’re not enough for me to kill!” Chu Feng scoffed.

These people were enraged but utterly helpless. Suppressing their fury, they gritted their teeth and suddenly scattered, each fleeing for their lives, hoping to escape far away.

“Xilin clan, you are all trash!” Chu Feng sneered. “Not a single one of you will escape today. I will butcher you all until the Xilin clan has no more geniuses!”

These individuals were the cream of the Xilin clan's younger generation. If all of them were slaughtered, it would be enough to make the elders of the clan see black and grieve to death.

In an instant, Chu Feng transformed into a great demon god, furiously hunting and sweeping through these individuals. At the very least, they couldn't escape, as the exit was sealed by Chu Feng's domain.

One person was decapitated!

Another had their heart pierced by Chu Feng's Lightning Fist, then their entire body glowed before explosively disintegrating!

Another was cleaved in half by Chu Feng!

A moment later, all of them were executed. Chu Feng stood in the center of the field, his Lightning Fist glowing, stained with crimson blood. The long blade in his other hand was propped on the ground, blood still dripping from its edge.

At this moment, Chu Feng stood there like a great demon god, surrounded by the corpses of geniuses!