Chapter 707: Painful Mourning

Mu Qinghan, regal in her purple battle attire, had her cloud-like hair elegantly swept up, golden hairpins trembling among the strands. Her phoenix-like eyes slanted, and a smile graced her fair face.

She was a saint of the Spirit Race, from the same era as Yaoyao. She had once fought Yaoyao on the Sky Vine and was almost killed, having been driven to despair by Yaoyao's overwhelming power.

However, after all these years, she had achieved sainthood!

She harbored immense hostility towards Yaoyao and the Earth lineage. Consequently, the Spirit Race was very active and contributed significantly to this encirclement campaign.

"Naturally, there will be no surprises. This savage planet will be leveled in a single battle, becoming a hunting ground for our disciples from now on." A powerful figure from the Deva Race nodded. Though amiable, his strength was unfathomable, and as a member of one of the strongest races in the universe, he exuded an inherent majesty.

"Indeed, this planet was once glorious, incredibly powerful in ancient times. Now it's recovering, which perfectly benefits the disciples of us all. From now on, this will be a place of tempering!" another saint remarked.

Saints from the Xilin Race, Great Dream Pure Land, and Netherworld Race were also present. This group of incredibly powerful individuals stood in outer space, gazing down at Earth.

As for the numerous Golden Arhat-level evolutionaries, though strong, they couldn't interject and stood quietly in the distance.

The Golden Body level evolutionaries were a diverse group, including members from powerful ancient sects, some evolutionary dynasties, and even cosmic pirates and interstellar explorers.

Now, it was finally time to divide the spoils, and bright lights sparkled in the eyes of all parties involved.

"That's not it!" the reporter stammered, breathing heavily. He thought he had been clear enough, but realized even the saints had misunderstood him.

Meanwhile, his heart was filled with dread. If the truth caused the saints to lose face, would they just slap him into a bloody pulp?

At that moment, not only his body but also his soul trembled, and he almost collapsed.

"What's going on?" a saint asked, frowning as he looked at the man, a sense of foreboding rising within him, for the reporter's eyes held fear, even despair.

"Reporting, Saints, on the planet below... something terrible has happened!" The man's body trembled violently, a cold sweat breaking out. He braced himself and declared, "The allied army has been completely annihilated!"

In an instant, silence fell over the vast expanse.

Everyone stopped speaking; even their heartbeats seemed to cease. One powerful evolutionary after another froze in place, utterly silent.

It was too quiet; a deathly stillness permeated outer space, and all the various factions were petrified, unmoving.

Mu Qinghan, the female saint of the Spirit Race, had initially worn a gentle smile, but now her face instantly stiffened. Her graceful and dignified aura receded, replaced by a chilling presence.

Her pupils constricted, and her crimson lips gradually turned purple. Her composure, once radiating an air of control, vanished instantly, replaced by an aura of grimness.

At the same time, she felt a sense of humiliation, even indignation. What she had confidently declared as "all within expectations" had manifested in this utterly unexpected way.

At this moment, her face felt as if it had been slapped, burning with pain.

The powerful being from the Deva Race was also stunned, like a clay or wooden statue, completely immobilized.

The saints from Great Dream Pure Land, the Mechanical Race, the Xilin Race, the Great Qi Dynasty, and the Netherworld Race were all dumbfounded. Just moments ago, they had been discussing how to divide Earth's resources and equally share its relics and famous mountains, but now everyone felt as if they had been slapped.

Earlier, they had been calm and confident, predicting a great victory in this battle, a complete annihilation of the "troublemakers" on Earth who dared defy the will of the various races in the starry sea. Afterwards, this planet was supposed to become a colony.

How could they have foreseen such a result?!

It was indeed a complete annihilation, but not of the indigenous people on this savage planet. Instead, it was those "troublemakers" who defied all expectations and annihilated the allied forces of the various races!

"Impossible!" a Golden Body-level cosmic pirate roared fiercely, cruel light glinting in his eyes. His own grandson had led a group of pirates into Earth, and he could not accept this outcome.

An interstellar explorer also gasped, saying, "How could this be the outcome? Nearly ten thousand evolutionaries attacked, an army pressing down. Even if everyone on this planet resisted, it wouldn't be enough. How could they suffer such a crushing defeat and be completely wiped out?!"

Outer space around Earth erupted in an uproar. Even beings as powerful as the Golden Body level were emotionally agitated, questioning the battle's outcome, simply unable to believe it.

Before this, they had considered various possibilities. Perhaps some Earth evolutionaries might escape, meaning not a total annihilation, but they had never once imagined that the allied forces from beyond the domain would suffer such a crushing defeat, let alone complete annihilation!

"Silence!"

A Sub-Saint spoke up, maintaining order on behalf of the powerful beings present and asserting his authority.

The saints of the various races had faces as dark as water at this moment, and in an instant, terrifying auras permeated the area. Everyone nearby fell silent, trembling.

After the saints' rage erupted, outer space around Earth trembled, roaring sounds echoed, and various blurry symbols of order appeared, suppressing the entire region.

*Thud!*

Large groups of people knelt down. Golden Body-level figures from major evolutionary sects, from cosmic pirates to dark hunters, everyone below the Sub-Saint level trembled like chaff in the mighty saintly power, overcome by boundless fear.

In a flash, this news spread throughout the starry sea, reported by various platforms.

Soon, the result of this battle seemed to grow wings, flying to all corners of the universe. Evolutionaries on countless life-bearing planets heard about it, and more detailed reports landed on the desks of many powerful figures.

Over nine thousand evolutionaries, representing nearly a hundred evolutionary sects—such an allied army had actually been utterly defeated and "devoured" by the indigenous people of Earth, a planet considered to be in decline.

Not a single person escaped!

Only a few scouts, who had not entered the Immortal Island at the time, witnessed the scene from afar within the Eastern Sea mist. It left them feeling ice-cold, their blood nearly freezing.

The great fiend Chu Feng had reappeared on Earth!

He was responsible for all of it!

The thunderous news buzzed in the ears of evolutionaries from all races.

Recently, rumors had circulated that Chu Feng had left Earth and entered the starry sea, with some even claiming he was behind the major incident at the Xilin Race's cosmic black prison. Yet now, he had returned to Earth and swept away all challengers.

"Ah... Chu Feng, you fiend! I'll peel your scalp, pour in mermaid oil, and burn you alive as a sky lamp!" Someone shrieked, their hair disheveled, wailing uncontrollably.

"Trash! Nearly ten thousand troops couldn't even defeat a group of minor demons, and were terrified and completely wiped out by one Chu fiend! What face do you have left? You all might as well be dead!"

"Sir, they are indeed almost all dead. Hardly anyone survived!"

"Ah, my grandson is dead too? My heart aches! I will kill Chu Feng and exterminate all those natives!"

Chaos erupted across the starry sky. This incident had too far-reaching an impact, involving too many sects, and the leaders of the expeditions were the darlings of various elders.

Moreover, even if they weren't holy sons, they were direct descendants of cosmic pirates, children of explorers, and so on. They had never suffered such a devastating loss, and some old demonic figures were going mad.

As for the Deva Race, Xilin Race, Great Dream Pure Land, and others, it was as if a storm was brewing. A dark cloud hung over their races, and the atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.

They could not accept this battle outcome!

It should be known that this time was different from before. They had mobilized vast forces, summoned various races to cooperate, and launched a joint expedition against the savage planet.

The result: the allied army was completely annihilated!

This left their faces burning with pain; the slap was too loud. They knew countless eyes were watching them, enjoying the spectacle.

The top ten races were not so harmonious, and the Deva Race, Netherworld Race, and others had suffered a devastating blow this time. They clearly realized that their prestige and influence might decline significantly due to this severe challenge.

They had suffered immense losses at Chu Feng's hands more than once; their divine sons had been killed previously, and now they had suffered such a crushing defeat, over nine thousand people annihilated by one person using a special domain. This caused them extreme heartache and drove them to furious hatred.

"Latest report from Ying Feihong, permanent reporter for the Sub-Immortal Race on Earth: The allied army has collapsed, their might shattered at Immortal Mountain. An Earth evolutionary named Chu Feng swept away everyone using a special domain."

"Latest news flash from the Buddhist Race: The allied saints in Earth's outer space have erupted in rage, affecting many Golden Body-level evolutionaries, some of whom have perished."

"News flash from a live streaming platform under Black Blood Arena: The Myriad Stars Physique, Calamity-Free Divine Physique, and Primordial Magnetic Physique were captured alive by Chu Feng. All three special physiques were defeated by one person!"

The cosmic starry sky completely erupted!

The news of this battle could not be concealed because it was not only the direct participants like the Deva Race and Netherworld Race who were paying attention, but also neutral evolutionary sects and others who reported on it consecutively.

In particular, even the Sub-Immortal Race and the Buddhist Race were reporting the details of this battle. Furthermore, platforms like Primeval Beast Platform and Black Blood Arena conducted detailed "uncoverings," revealing various intricate details.

A great storm surged, waves rising and falling across major galaxies. Countless evolutionaries were stunned into silence, speechless for a long time after learning the full details, before erupting into a clamor once more.

By now, Chu Feng, the Demon King, was known for his ferocity. Such a massive incident dropped jaws across all factions and sent chills down many spines.

Just half a day later, a large ship emerged from the misty area in the ocean outside Immortal Island, carrying Chu Feng and a group of great demons.

They actually appeared in such a grand manner, making public statements and openly facing evolutionaries from all over the starry sky, especially allowing interviews with intelligence gatherers stationed on Earth.

Chu Feng stated that he took responsibility for the incident.

Damn it!

Upon hearing this, the opposing factions wanted to kill him. After igniting such a terrifying incident, he still dared to come out and act so brazenly; it was truly despicable and hateful.

"It is with a heavy heart that I stand here to mourn the deceased!" Chu Feng said with a solemn tone, surprisingly delivering a speech that dropped everyone's jaws.

Many wanted to retort, "What do you mean, 'heavy heart'? Weren't they all killed by you?"

"Life should be cherished. How can one disregard their own life and discard it so casually?" Chu Feng stated solemnly, completely unfazed by the cameras. He was very composed, adopting a sincere and earnest tone as he said, "You only live once; there are no second chances. I advise everyone to take this as a lesson."

The various factions were utterly bewildered. What was this demon acting like? What did he intend by putting on such a show, mourning the dead, and warning future generations?!

However, they soon realized that the demon wasn't acting out of goodwill; his statements quickly took a different turn.

Chu Feng said, "We mourn deeply here. The deceased are gone, and the living should take heed. Everyone, cherish your journey, be strong, respect yourselves, and don't come offering yourselves as easy targets again, because you are too weak!"

He was, with a serious face... slapping them in the face! This deadpan demeanor while delivering such words made the powerful beings from the various foreign races grit their teeth in hatred, wishing they could slap him to death.

"Alright, the mourning is complete. Now, back to business. In three days, I will host a charity auction gala. Of course, considering that many of you are several galaxies away and the journey is long, 90% of you won't be able to attend in person. Therefore, you can also participate in the bidding via the interstellar network. The proceeds from the auction will be used to help the local evolutionaries of Immortal Mountain. So, I hope you will all show your support and lend a hand to Earth. Oh, and if the Deva Race, Xilin Race, Great Dream Pure Land, Netherworld Race, and others require special invitations, I can expedite the crafting of a few for you. Don't worry, my golden invitations won't be invalidated on a whim like those from Great Dream Pure Land. I solemnly promise they will be valid for life. My auction is always open for you to bid and purchase. I guarantee it will be highly relevant to you!"

This speech left evolutionaries from all races dumbfounded, knowing he was definitely planning something big!

As for the Deva Race, Great Dream Pure Land, Xilin Race, and others, they felt their faces were swollen from being slapped, burning with pain, and were filled with a mix of shock and fury.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce the auction items. Besides our establishment's special products—Holy Sons and Holy Daughters—there are also various secret treasures piled high. Furthermore, there's a grand finale item: we are currently attempting to extract the rare bloodlines of the Myriad Stars Physique, Calamity-Free Divine Physique, and Primordial Magnetic Physique. If successful, they will certainly be put up for sale."

Throughout the starry sky, many were shaken. The bloodlines of three invincible physiques were to be sold? Could he actually extract them?!

Not to mention ordinary evolutionaries, even some powerful beings and the ancestors of top-tier Daoist traditions couldn't sit still, causing an uproar.

As for the Spirit Race and the forces behind the Primordial Magnetic Physique, they were stunned at first, then went mad. Some saints abruptly stood up, wishing they could immediately rush into Earth.