Chapter 774: Little Taoist Cried

Qin Luoyin almost screamed. It was too sudden, too unexpected. Was it an illusion? There was movement in the mist, and a vague voice told her to save his father.

At that moment, Qin Luoyin felt as if struck by lightning, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Her mind buzzed, and her body trembled slightly as if electrified.

The news was so sudden and profoundly shocking that her five-colored soul armor glowed brilliantly and clanged loudly!

Nearby, several people looked at her in surprise.

Even in her spirit form, Qin Luoyin felt her cheeks flush. It was as if her deepest secret had been exposed, leaving her heart in utter turmoil.

She tried to calm herself. Five-colored light shot from her beautiful eyes as she scanned the area, then focused on the arena where Wu Lunhui and Luo Shirong were about to clash.

Could it be him? Impossible, her heart trembled. Wasn't that Wu Lunhui, who had once fought a decisive battle with Chu Feng? Many knew about it, and battle footage had even been leaked, providing ample evidence.

Furthermore, when Chu Feng ambushed foreign powerhouses on Earth, Wu Lunhui was still in space. All signs indicated they were two different individuals.

Yet, if not him, then who? Could it possibly be Luo Shirong? That was even less likely; he certainly didn't need rescuing now. Qin Luoyin's mind reeled.

Then, she turned her head and looked at the wide-grinning... Ouyang Feng!

"Is that him? This person's origin is peculiar. He claims to be a Hegemon God Physique, the late-life son of Ancient Sage Juntuo. But this is too strange; why have I never heard of it before?"

In an instant, Qin Luoyin's face stiffened as she stared at Ouyang Feng!

But this was a black swan, carrying a large, dark, unsightly turtle shell. There was no way this could be Chu Feng. Who was it, then?

Ouyang Feng sensed her gaze and looked back. He saw Qin Luoyin staring at him, her eyes astonishingly bright and unusual, emitting dazzling five-colored light.

He immediately tensed. What had this woman discerned?

To conceal himself, he spoke brazenly, "This king is handsome and dashing, elegant and refined, making all the world's beauties fall for him."

Qin Luoyin wanted to strike him down with a sword, to obliterate that narcissistic turtle-swan!

At the same time, her suspicion grew. Such a foul mouth was indeed quite like Chu Feng's!

In contrast, Wu Lunhui was gentle as jade, appearing like a graceful young master, not so garrulous, nor possessing such a vulgar demeanor.

"In the universe, there's a long-lost transformation technique called the Divine Form Art, capable of reshaping even the soul in a short time. Could Chu Feng have entered the Great Dream Pure Land this way, transforming into the Hegemon God Physique?!"

Qin Luoyin was completely flustered, her mind awash with wild thoughts.

The little Daoist priest in the mist, expending his innate fundamental power, finally managed to project a faint, very weak wisp of spiritual energy. Following Qin Luoyin's perception, he happened to see Ouyang Feng.

In an instant, the little Daoist priest nearly burst into tears.

"This is his father? What kind of creature is this? The legendary black swan has a black, unsightly turtle shell?! This appearance is simply terrifying."

"Wuwu..." He actually cried.

If this was truly his father, then he would undoubtedly evolve in this direction as he grew up. With such an appearance, his life would surely be a tragedy!

"No, I don't feel any resonance or connection with him."

The weeping little Daoist priest quickly shook his head, instantly feeling much more invigorated.

After a moment of calm, Qin Luoyin regained her composure. In an instant, she overturned all her previous judgments. If her mind wasn't in disarray, she could naturally discern things more clearly.

"Wu Lunhui and the Hegemon God Physique know each other. If there's something amiss, then..."

"Could one be... Chu Feng, and the other that divine beast from Earth?!"

Qin Luoyin was remarkably perceptive. Once she regained her composure, she immediately made the most precise and accurate judgment, discerning the truth.

Since her inexplicable "entanglement" with Chu Feng, she had thoroughly researched the people from Earth, paying them more than ten times the attention of anyone else in the Great Dream Pure Land.

Therefore, once her mind cleared, she strongly suspected that the Hegemon God Physique was Ouyang Feng. The more she looked, the more alike they seemed; both of those characters would squint at people.

Then, the person partnered with the Hegemon God Physique — it was practically a no-brainer — it absolutely had to be Chu Feng.

"Wu Lunhui... Chu Feng!" Qin Luoyin gnashed her teeth, almost losing her mind.

What had the Great Dream Pure Land done? They had treated these two as VIPs, sending them golden invitations, and it turned out to be... those two scoundrels!

If this news got out, the Great Dream Pure Land would likely become a laughingstock across the universe, mocked by many.

"Bone age... their ages don't match! It must be because they consumed divine medicines on Earth!"

Once Qin Luoyin realized who it was, all the anomalies and perplexing points instantly became clear, like clouds parting to reveal the truth!

At this moment, the little Daoist priest once again used his innate fundamental power, finally managing to project a wisp of divine consciousness to glimpse what his true father looked like.

Finally, following Qin Luoyin's mental trajectory, he glimpsed a silhouette. In an instant, innate resonance and soul vibration confirmed it: he knew this had to be his father; there was no mistaking it!

Then, he stared at that back figure, feeling a bit suspicious. This father seemed to faintly reveal a trace of an origin that felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

This subtle trace of origin, transcending the soul, could only be perceived through intuition.

"Strange, I think I've seen him before?!" The little Daoist priest's eyes widened as he strained to recall.

All of this happened in an instant. At this moment, everyone was retreating, clearing the central area to provide Wu Lunhui and Luo Shirong with a sufficiently open battlefield.

Had it been only a few days prior, facing this quasi-Golden Body envoy from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace, Chu Feng's first choice would have been to retreat, not to engage in a battle of pride.

After all, this was an elite from a fragmented universe within chaos. Beings from such a place, if their cultivation greatly surpassed his, would certainly pose a huge threat.

This was no ordinary evolver!

However, now he was fearless. In just a few days, he and Ouyang Feng had gained considerable improvements by cultivating with their unique arts!

A beast tide had erupted on the Ferocious Beast Plateau, with thousands of creatures surging forth and fleeing. Along the way, there were many fierce birds and beasts. Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng searched as they moved, nearing the edge of the plateau, and collected many "trophies."

In the past few days, their spiritual bodies had solidified considerably. Most importantly, they had accumulated wisps of Yang energy. The quantitative accumulation might not be astonishing, but the qualitative change was extraordinary.

Luo Shirong was very composed, a smile perpetually on his face. He strolled step by step, his movements no different from someone with a physical body. Slowly, his feet lifted from the ground, and he hovered, looking down at Chu Feng, a cruel hint in his smile.

"Wu Lunhui, I'm not trying to be condescending, but it would be very unwise for you to wait for me to personally capture and kill you."

He was quite confident he could suppress this young man without any mishaps.

"Anyone who tries to act tough with me either dies or ends up crippled." Chu Feng's words were concise, but he didn't rush to attack, simply staring at him calmly.

"Even if our levels were identical, you would be no match. Yang energy permeates the chaotic universe, which is far beyond what a Yin spirit like you can resist, let alone the gap in our cultivation realms!"

Luo Shirong did not speak these words aloud to avoid provoking others. Instead, he gathered them into a spiritual beam and directly sent them into Chu Feng's mind, displaying a confident demeanor. This was his true advantage!

In that chaos, there was Yang energy and substances not found in Chu Feng's universe. These could nourish the body and spirit, allowing wisps of Yang energy to flow within.

Although not abundant, even a small portion could qualitatively improve one's soul state!

"Ultimately, your universe is merely a land of the dead, a so-called underworld filled with mere ghosts. How can you compare to me? Even if your geniuses' spiritual power is comparable to ours, there's a qualitative difference. In front of us, your so-called geniuses, heh heh..."

He continued to transmit his thoughts secretly. That laughter conveyed silent mockery, scorn, and arrogance, clearly intended to provoke Chu Feng.

Chu Feng said nothing, only beckoned to him, acting incredibly arrogant, a youthful figure casting a disdainful glance at this elite envoy from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace.

This demeanor made everyone momentarily stunned.

"How arrogant! He thinks he possesses the Human King bloodline, so conceited. Let's see if he can still be so ostentatious when Brother Luo slaps him to the ground in a moment."

Yan Luo of the Corpse Race chimed in at the opportune moment, adding fuel to the fire.

"If you're not convinced, you can come over too. I'll take on both of you!" Chu Feng glanced at him indifferently, appearing unimpressed.

"Hmph, so arrogant. Destruction isn't far off." The Grand Evolution Battle Body commented.

Ouyang Feng was enraged and said, "What's wrong with you two? It's clear you're in cahoots with Luo Shirong. Or are you deliberately doing this to reduce competitors, hoping more powerful figures die? Such malicious hearts, and so intolerant! You're truly despicable. Come on, your Grandpa Ouyang is itching for a fight. Come here, this Divine King will take on both of you!"

He also challenged them, squinting at the two, almost spitting in contempt.

Not far away, the great battle between Luo Shirong and Chu Feng erupted. Spiritual energy boiled, and vibrant soul beams surged. The two instantly attacked each other from afar. It was incredibly intense!

Neither of them easily closed in, employing powerful techniques to attack from a distance.

Amidst such fierce combat, Luo Shirong was still covertly interfering with Chu Feng.

"Wu Lunhui, what is your so-called Human King bloodline worth? Do you still believe it's that ancient era when the human race commanded all others? Today, I, from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace, will make you understand that humans are merely humans, and Heavenly Gods are the true gods, exalted and looking down upon the likes of you!"

Of course, outwardly, he spoke with righteous indignation, shouting, "Wu Lunhui, you traitor! You used us for trade and show no remorse! I'll take you down!"

He said one thing in private and another in public, his sanctimonious demeanor filling Chu Feng with extreme disgust and revulsion.

"What are you prattling about? I'll smash you to dust!" Chu Feng responded coldly.

He realized that both were currently spiritual bodies, and the opponent's "prattling" was also a form of spiritual attack, designed to erode his soul power—an insidious and subtle offensive technique.

"Boom!"

Dazzling light erupted from Chu Feng's body. In a momentary blur, he seemed to transform into a phoenix, soaring with outstretched wings as Yang energy surged forth.

Then, he charged directly forward, clashing head-on with Luo Shirong in a decisive confrontation.

Simultaneously, a crimson beam of light shot forth. This was Chu Feng's spiritual attack technique, recently comprehended in Blazing Phoenix City, its power astonishing.

Luo Shirong was stunned. The crushing victory he desired hadn't materialized. The opponent's spiritual light cluster was unexpectedly powerful, blocking his fierce assault at the quasi-Golden Body level.

Furthermore, he was surprised that wisps of Yang energy were clearly present within Chu Feng's spiritual power, indicating he wasn't a pure Yin spirit. This made him frown.

Moreover, the crimson beam of light that shot towards him was overwhelmingly fierce and tyrannical!

He let out a strange cry, as if his soul power had been pierced by a fiery red longsword, producing sizzling sounds and smoke. He had been wounded.

"How is this possible?!" He was stunned. In an instant, he mobilized all his soul power, and his spiritual body erupted with dazzling light to counter Chu Feng.

Another crimson beam of light. Chu Feng activated his spiritual attack technique once more, sending Luo Shirong stumbling, smoke rising from his body as if scorched by divine fire.

Simultaneously, Chu Feng's spirit body closed in, utilizing the Phoenix Race's breathing technique, with flickering flames and surging Yang energy. Then, he activated a divine skill—the Great Sun Tathagata Fist!

This was a fist technique that intensified Yang energy!

Chu Feng's punch shattered Luo Shirong's arm block, pierced his defense, and landed directly on his face. This caused Luo Shirong to involuntarily reel backward, golden blood gushing from his mouth and nose and spilling profusely—a clear sign of spiritual power loss and severe damage to his soul body.

"What kind of damn Chaos Heavenly God Palace, looking down on Human King bloodlines?! Are you dreaming?!" Chu Feng roared, his fist strikes becoming even more terrifying as he blasted forward.

Simultaneously, his glabella glowed again as he unleashed his spiritual attack technique once more. Moreover, a small black bell faintly materialized!