Chapter 686: A Group of Holy Sons Mourning Under the Blue Sky

As they approached, a blue planet emerged, beautiful under the starry sky.

"Be careful," Chu Feng reminded.

The spaceship was hidden in the void, not diving directly towards Earth, because some evolvers in outer space had been waiting for an opportunity to enter the planet.

These evolvers were at a high realm; the leaders of various factions were beings at the Golden Body level, such as the Fire Salamander Dragon, Black Blood Giant, Five-tailed Demonic Fox, and Taotie.

Back then, a group of Saints had even arrived and shamelessly sent down spiritual seeds to engage Chu Feng in battle, but none of them met a good end.

Now, many old powerful beings had departed, but some still remained, especially those at the Golden Body realm, whose numbers had increased rather than decreased, always waiting for a chance to enter.

"It's really lively," Chu Feng observed, "interstellar adventurers, space pirates, wanderers from various races, escaped prisoners..."

Chu Feng stared at the space outside Earth, where many factions were divided. Aside from the traditional powerful races, the flags of other groups were diverse, each occupying a distinct area.

"I estimate there are Saints hiding among them," Chu Feng said, "let's not go there; we'll head directly to the Moon!" He planned to return to Earth via the Moon.

Even while hidden in the void, they still circled far around to the far side of Earth, putting an entire planet between themselves and those groups, worried that some powerful beings might have overly keen senses.

Silently, the spaceship approached the Moon. Chu Feng did not let Young Lady Xi land, fearing a terrible attack. This was because the spaceship was a Saint artifact, too high a level, and the Moon had once been the dwelling of a Saint Teacher, its field extremely terrifying, and it would automatically initiate defenses.

"Chu Lolita, take care of yourself!" Young Lady Xi warned him to be careful, emphasizing that saving his life was paramount and nothing was more important than staying alive.

"You be careful too!" Chu Feng told her to leave first. He worried that activating the Moon's field after he entered might cause too much commotion, attracting Saints.

The spaceship departed, and Young Lady Xi set off on her return journey, to pretend to be Wu Lunhui for Chu Feng on the Starry Road.

Chu Feng piloted the Green Bamboo Boat, hidden in the void as he approached the Moon. As a native and a successor to the Moon's field, he did not suffer any attacks.

On the cold, desolate Moon, huge craters were visible everywhere on the surface.

After Chu Feng absorbed enough energy, his body on the boat had grown taller and stronger, making him a young man in his twenties as he strove to restore his former appearance.

Then, he put on suitable battle armor and fastened his long saber, putting away anything related to Wu Lunhui, leaving no trace.

He ventured into a light barrier; as a successor of this place, he was not hindered.

"Oh, someone's here!"

Chu Feng saw three figures approaching rapidly in the distance. However, he was not worried, having already entered the protective light barrier of the Moon's inherited land. Who would dare attack the Moon's Saint Teacher's Palace? Back then, even Saints suffered great losses, almost dying.

As the three approached, he recognized them at a glance and immediately showed a strange expression.

Yang Xuan, Hu Qingcheng, and Qing Lan—these were three masters whom Chu Feng had encountered when he first came to the Moon, and he had forged good relationships with their younger sisters.

Back then, Yang Xuan's cousin, Yang Shan, on the Starry Road of Yandang Mountain, and Hu Qingcheng's younger sister, Hu Ruoxian, on the Starry Road of Mount Hua, when unable to enter Earth's main space, had both sent secret treasures to Chu Feng to win him over.

At that time, Yang Xuan, Hu Qingcheng, and Qing Lan had used Heavenly Eye crystals to observe Chu Feng from outer space, leading various Saint Sons to mistakenly believe he was a chosen one.

It can be said that these three had an "unbreakable bond" with Chu Feng.

After Yang Xuan, Hu Qingcheng, and Qing Lan saw Chu Feng again, the expressions on their faces were truly spectacular: first stunned, then their faces turned alternately green and pale.

"Hey, brother-in-law, long time no see!" Chu Feng greeted enthusiastically, waving at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan immediately felt utterly wretched; normally looking mighty and heroic in his golden battle armor, his face was now twisted in disgust.

"Sister-in-law, you've become even more charming and beautiful, looking younger and younger," Chu Feng also greeted Hu Qingcheng with great enthusiasm.

However, Hu Qingcheng's face, which had been wearing a faint smile, instantly froze, and she too looked as if she'd swallowed something foul.

"Don't talk nonsense, we are not your relatives!" Yang Xuan whispered. If the various groups in the distance heard this, even their strong race wouldn't be able to handle it. This brat had sold hundreds of Saint Sons and Goddesses, practically making him a public enemy.

Hu Qingcheng, with her phoenix eyes, raised an eyebrow slightly. She felt a headache, wondering how she hadn't seen back then that this brat was simply a great demon. He had caused endless trouble and chaos for various extraterrestrial races through kidnapping, blackmailing, looting, and slaughtering, and many races were still gnashing their teeth even now.

Chu Feng said, "Brother-in-law, you really are heartless once you turn away. Back then, I was so good to your sister Yang Shan for nothing. Look, when I fought my way into the Starry Road of Yandang Mountain, the Saintesses and God Sons from other families were all sold, but I left your sister alone. Who made us family, right? Yet you, you don't appreciate my kindness at all."

Yang Xuan's mouth twitched, and his head felt enormous. He glanced back at the distance again and whispered, "Brother, can I just call you brother? Please don't call me brother-in-law anymore. Otherwise, those people behind me will try to kill me."

"Brother-in-law, it's a shame I was so good to your sister, truly!" Chu Feng shook his head.

Yang Xuan's face turned green, and he really wanted to hit someone.

"Sister-in-law..." Chu Feng started pestering Hu Qingcheng again, acting as if they were relatives.

"Stop!" Hu Qingcheng was also afraid of him, worried that the Golden Body-level experts from various races outside Earth might misunderstand and then target them.

"How about you also call me 'brother' a few times, just like Yang Xuan?" Chu Feng said shamelessly.

The three felt unlucky; nothing good ever happened when they met this demon, and they would always be filled with suppressed anger.

"Alright, three aged geniuses, see you later, I'm off!" After teasing them a bit, Chu Feng decisively turned around, showing them his back.

"Aged geniuses?" The three felt veins throbbing on their foreheads; they simply couldn't stand it. This was a recent term, and their generation gnashed their teeth, hating the person who attacked the Chaotic God Sea.

If they knew who that person was, this generation would probably want to fight him to the death.

"After I return to Earth, I'll go and reminisce with your sisters."

When these words reached them, the three behind him all stumbled, and a torrent of curses went through their minds. They quickly took out their optical computers to contact their sisters.

"For several months, this demon's whereabouts have been mysterious," they pondered. "Some said he was in seclusion on Earth, others said he went into the starry sky. Now it seems he's been on the Moon all this time?"

The three were suspicious but dared not speak out, for fear of being misunderstood by others.

On the Moon, amidst countless craters, Chu Feng saw the withered laurel tree, towering five hundred *zhang* tall. He picked up some dead branches.

Then, he went to another place, intending to retrieve some powerful medicinal catalysts.

The ruins were vast, littered with rubble, and broken walls told of past sorrow.

Behind the vast expanse of shattered bronze palaces, immense baleful energy surged. A terrifying White Tiger lay there, larger than an ancient demonic mountain, pierced by massive stone pillars that pinned it to the Moon's surface.

Even those stone pillars alone were awe-inspiring, stained with blood as they stood there.

The fierce tiger seemed to have been dead for a long time, yet it also seemed to retain a breath, a faint trace of life.

Terrifying baleful energy emanated from the White Tiger's body, making the void tremble, threatening to rip apart the sky, and nearly suffocating all who approached.

Most crucially, where the White Tiger was pierced by those thick stone pillars, field symbols flickered, covering the fierce tiger's body. Otherwise, if that aura fully permeated, it would be even more terrifying!

Chu Feng's current perspective was different; he saw more clearly. He was certain that this White Tiger had touched the Reflecting Heavens realm, perhaps even stepping one foot into it, yet still died here.

This was an evolver at the peak of the Saint realm, almost on the verge of another breakthrough.

Chu Feng wanted to collect some White Tiger blood; however, he found it troublesome that the field symbols formed by the stone pillars covered the area, preventing the blood energy from leaking out.

He wanted to call upon the Moon's inheritance tower, but no one responded to him.

Finally, Chu Feng circled around and found faint traces of blood seeping out from another side of the pillar area, which had not been completely sealed.

He was overjoyed and decisively collected it. Unfortunately, over the years, the essence and baleful energy in the blood had diminished.

"After all, it's a divine beast," he mused, "even if its blood has expired and cannot be perfectly preserved, it should still have extraordinary effects."

Finally, Chu Feng departed, using the Moon's field to instantly warp to an island on the East Sea covered by magnetic mist.

Back then, he had received information from the Dragon Lady about ascending to the Moon from this island, and now he was returning along the old path.

"Earth, I'm back!" Chu Feng muttered to himself as he stepped out of the mist-shrouded island and appeared over the East Sea, his heart stirring with emotion.

He took out a stone he had brought from the Immortal Mountain and carefully sensed it, searching for the Immortal Mountain's whereabouts.

Chu Feng headed in one direction, stepping on the emerald waves like a bolt of lightning, causing thunderous sonic booms over the East Sea and towering white waves.

Soon, he was not far from the Immortal Mountain.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed. He saw some large ships wandering about and even some extraterrestrial Saint Sons.

Some he recognized, having seen them before, while others were new faces, presumably those who had descended later.

Thinking of the Black Ox being cut in half at the waist, Old Donkey almost turning into a puddle of blood, and Yellow Ox and Ouyang Feng also being severely wounded, almost losing their lives, Chu Feng instantly flew into a rage, his anger soaring.

"Aliens, do you want to die?!" Chu Feng roared like a peal of thunder.

"Chu Feng!"

"This demon has appeared again!" they cried. "Form ranks and attack! At the same time, send out a message and summon reinforcements!"

Some people's faces changed instantly. As the saying goes, 'a man's name, a tree's shadow'; Great Demon Chu's reputation was built on slaughter, and countless extraterrestrial evolvers had suffered greatly at his hands.

They had recently heard that he had left Earth and gone into the universe, so how had he suddenly reappeared?

Chu Feng was too fast; displaying 'Heaven's End at Hand,' he traversed the distance, drew his dark red Reincarnation Saber, and directly cleaved a large ship, shattering it.

There was no chance for them to form ranks. Wherever Chu Feng's long saber pointed, blood immediately splattered, an enemy's head flew off, and a Saint Son was slain.

*Pfft, pfft, pfft...*

This was a skirmish, almost a one-sided slaughter. There were eleven Saint Sons here in total; after the intense fight, all were decapitated and perished here.

If he were calm, Chu Feng would still consider capturing them alive and then selling them.

But thinking of the suffering of the Black Ox, Yellow Ox, Ouyang Feng, and others—each gravely wounded and on the verge of death—and then seeing these Saint Sons hovering nearby, intending to hunt his friends, Chu Feng had no mood for auctions. He simply cleaved them, one saber strike after another!