Chapter 785: The Coffin Lid Can No Longer Hold Down

One foot after another, neatly lined up, flew back from the dark vortex. This bizarre sight drove the old monsters of the Great Dream Pure Land almost mad. Such strange occurrences had never happened before. If a group of geniuses were to face serious problems this time, the Great Dream Pure Land would certainly be in great trouble.

“He’s awake! This little ancestor has finally revived. Quickly, ask him what happened.” An old monster exclaimed with delight. Seeing the Great Evolution Combat Body open its eyes, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The most important thing was that he was alive. Even if his soul had been wounded, it could be slowly healed.

“Divine Son, how do you feel?” an old woman asked gently, her face showing a kind smile.

The Great Evolution Combat Body abruptly pushed her face away, a crude gesture that instantly darkened the female elder’s expression from the Great Dream Pure Land. It was utterly disrespectful!

She wanted to erupt in anger immediately and teach this junior a lesson.

However, at that moment, the Great Evolution Combat Body sat down cross-legged, its eyes flickering with an intense, thoughtful gaze, appearing profoundly deep in contemplation.

Then, he slowly spoke: “Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?”

The old woman wanted to slap him and teach him a lesson; after being so rude to an elder, he still dared to act so brazenly!

However, an old monster beside her grabbed her arm and said, “Stop! The Great Evolution Combat Body is truly extraordinary. He has entered the Dao, in a wondrous state. Consider carefully, the three questions he posed truly contain profound philosophical meaning. This child is amazing; at such a young age, he is pondering such questions. He is seeking the Dao!”

The old woman’s expression instantly changed, and she nodded vigorously, saying, “You’re right!” She, too, adopted a serious demeanor.

However, the truth was that the Great Evolution Combat Body had been chopped into pieces by Chu Feng, with only half a foot sent back. His soul was so severely fragmented that he couldn’t even remember who he was. He was simply mumbling to himself, agonizing and struggling to figure out his identity and what had happened.

“This one is awake too. Why is he silent?”

Another person opened their eyes, but their gaze was cold and fixed motionlessly ahead.

“This is the Purple Cloud Dao Body. Purple Dao blood flows within him. Individuals with such lineage can easily comprehend the Dao. What’s wrong with him? Is he perhaps contemplating something?” an old monster wondered suspiciously.

“Rei…incarnation!” the Purple Cloud Dao Body finally uttered, his eyes growing brighter. Then, he became motionless, staring ahead, his gaze shining brilliantly as if it could pierce through the void.

An old monster gasped, exclaiming, “As expected of the Purple Cloud Dao Body! What did he experience? He’s trying to comprehend reincarnation; it’s truly incredible! It’s a pity he returned too soon, otherwise, his insights would surely be even deeper. We must not disturb him. Give him time, let him quietly comprehend it on his own—that’s reincarnation!”

Beside them, two old women nodded solemnly, sharing the same sentiment.

In reality, the Purple Cloud Dao Body utterly detested Wu Lunhui, who had chopped him into pieces, returning only one foot. His resentment and hatred were etched deep into his bones. The word “reincarnation” that he kept muttering was entirely born of his hatred for Wu Lunhui. Unfortunately, his memory was too fragmented, and he had forgotten the 'Wu' character.

“The Buddhist clan’s heaven-blessed prodigy has also awakened,” an old woman observed, her gaze fixed with great solemnity on Shi Wu, this generation’s Dharma Protector Vajra of the Buddhist clan. She feared he might be in trouble, for the Buddhist clan ranked among the top in the universe with immense power. If a Buddhist Son-level figure were to be harmed here, the situation would be absolutely dire.

“Buddhist Son Shi Wu, how do you feel?” an old woman whispered, noting that Shi Wu’s eyes appeared overly dazed and somewhat unfocused.

This made her heart sink with worry.

However, the next moment, Shi Wu suddenly spoke with a thunderous voice, pointing one finger to the sky and one to the earth, walking seven steps in each cardinal direction, and declared: “Above and below heaven, I alone am honored!”

In an instant, all the old monsters in the divine hall were shocked, their eyes wide as they stared at Buddhist Son Shi Wu, who stood motionless, radiating golden Buddha light.

“Let’s step back, retreat, and not disturb him. This is practically a true Buddha; his Buddhist nature is too strong. Is this an enlightenment? Could he be laying the strongest foundation for the Buddhist clan?”

The group of old monsters was shaken; they all retreated, unwilling to disturb him.

In reality, Shi Wu was merely unleashing his deepest aspirations. He had suffered terribly in the other world: not only had Chu Feng chopped him into pieces, returning only one foot, but Ouyang the Toad had also relentlessly stabbed him with a soul-blade. This Buddhist Son had been driven to delusion, almost to madness.

He had been overly stimulated, and at the last moment, he yearned to be a true Buddha, to achieve an invincible body, certain that he would then not be suppressed and would inevitably kill the great demon Chu and that toad.

Thus, when his fragmented soul returned, there was an intense craving to become stronger, manifesting his inner aspirations!

The divine hall of the Great Dream Pure Land fell silent. The group of old monsters retreated, preparing to leave, allowing the few “heaven-blessed prodigies” to comprehend the Dao there.

At the same time, they were discussing who would be the last to return.

“I guess it will be Luo Shirong. After all, his cultivation is profound, and he comes from the Primal Chaos God Palace.”

“Indeed, it should be him. He is currently as steady as a rock, meditating here, likely to be the last to awaken.”

The group of old monsters believed this.

In reality, everyone else had revived, but Luo Shirong could not awaken because Chu Feng had completely eliminated him, leaving no soul-light to return.

“Well, let’s wait quietly and see what insights these enlightened prodigies can gain, and who will be the last to return!”

If they held onto this notion, the final outcome would undoubtedly be “spectacular.”

In the other world, Chu Feng was unleashing his demonic might, truly embodying the style of a great demon. After destroying the Great Evolution Combat Body, slaying the Purple Gold Dao Body, and killing Shi Wu…

Now, he went all out, activating the Soul Bell, shattering one of Shi Hong’s arms, snatching it, and refining it within the Soul Bell.

“Buddhist Son, you’ve lost your arm. Aren’t you going to come and pick it up?”

“Amitabha!” Shi Hong could no longer maintain his solemn demeanor. His three spiritual souls were furious, and he could tolerate it no longer. Watching his arm being shattered by the opponent’s Soul Bell and refined into divine particles, his rage knew no bounds.

“Brother Yuan, my apologies, I didn’t control it well just now and shattered one of your legs. It’s just spiritual energy anyway; you’ll recover after a period of rest and can restore it. Don’t be arrogant or impatient.” Chu Feng said.

Inside the great bell, there was also one of Yuan Shicheng’s legs, transforming into a rain of spiritual light. In the distance, Yuan Shicheng’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Additionally, the Feathered Divine Body’s face was ashen, for he too was missing a leg, driven mad with hatred.

Suddenly, Chu Feng’s heart pounded as if the end of the world were nigh. He abruptly looked up towards the distant horizon; his soul sensed something!

At the same time, outside the battlefield, the silver-haired loli in the distance also cried out, “It’s terrifying! I feel like crying. It’s like the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing; a great calamity is descending.”

It must be said that this young princess of the Quasi-Immortal race possessed incredibly keen divine senses, far surpassing many, detecting it almost simultaneously with Chu Feng.

From the edge of the horizon, an invisible pressure pressed closer. At this moment, others also sensed it, and their expressions instantly changed.

“Overwhelming blood energy, intensely masculine, too terrifying! Run!” someone shouted.

Clearly, that invisible pressure was approaching too quickly. By now, people could see crimson blood light soaring into the sky, enveloping the entire firmament, rapidly drawing nearer like raging waves, sweeping across heaven and earth!

What a terrifying existence this must be?

“Run!”

All the onlookers fled. Even Qin Luoyin didn’t hesitate, swiftly leading hundreds of disciples from the Great Dream Pure Land to escape; staying any longer would mean certain death.

That blood energy contained overwhelming Yang qi, posing too great a danger to their soul bodies. If it were to truly collide with them, it would be enough to make many shatter, burn, and turn to ash.

At the edge of the horizon, savage beasts roared and fierce birds cried out. High-level evolvers, both in the sky and on the ground, galloped on their mounts, incredibly fast, like a bursting mountain flood or surging tides, rapidly charging from the ends of the earth.

Tens of thousands of cavalry, all immensely powerful, among them no lack of Golden Body realm experts, swept in like a whirlwind, charging forward with a roar.

Their mounts included fierce beasts and savage birds, all of enormous size, thus eclipsing the sky and covering the earth. Their blood energy surged, forming a continuous mass, capable of deterring even Saints.

Chu Feng sighed inwardly. There was no time left. He couldn’t deal with Jin Lin, Shi Hong, the Feathered Divine Body, and the others. The evolver army of this world had appeared!

If he delayed any longer, he was guaranteed to die here. Such concentrated blood energy, combined with battle formations, was utterly irresistible. Even if an ancient divine mountain were to descend from beyond the heavens, it would be toppled.

“You are all free now. Go and escape for your lives.” Chu Feng withdrew the domain, no longer drawing lightning from the bloody mountain peak, allowing everyone to regain their freedom.

Ouyang Feng became anxious, asking, “Why are you releasing them?”

Chu Feng whispered, “Naturally, it’s to make them flee, leading the overwhelming cavalry along with them!”

Indeed, everyone began a mass exodus, from the onlookers to those from the Great Dream Pure Land, and then to those who had just broken free—all scattered and fled for their lives.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chu Feng pulled Ouyang Feng, and with a whoosh, they rushed into the withdrawn domain and vanished. He took the toad and hid in another secret domain.

In an instant, they were cut off from the outside world.

Boom, boom, boom…

Thousands of troops and horses galloped furiously, pursuing all the spiritual entities.

“Don’t let a single one escape! These creatures from other domains are very useful for the deity’s experiments; they are excellent materials, and they possess certain techniques worth studying.”

Someone was transmitting a mental message, shaking the battlefield.

The large army charged forward, and screams echoed from afar. Some spiritual entities were caught, either captured alive or shattered by the surging blood energy.

“Be careful. These are Yin spirits, from the netherworld. Your Yang qi is too strong, and with so many of you, the combined blood energy and Yang qi are enough to make them burst apart.”

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feng’s face turned pale. He was a divine beast, yet in such an environment, he was helpless and could only resign himself to fate. If they were truly caught, he and Chu Feng would be no match.

The evolver army was loyal to a certain deity, their Yang qi soaring to the heavens, making them natural nemeses for spiritual entities like these!

Finally, after the army had passed, Chu Feng peered out of the domain and saw that a few individuals had not left—some at the Golden Body realm, and others at the Shaping realm.

Eventually, even the two Golden Body realm individuals left, rushing towards the bloody mountain peak to observe the sacred medicine nourished by divine beast blood.

Only four individuals remained at the scene. Chu Feng felt the threat was minimal; even if Golden Body realm experts were present, he was not without the strength to fight, as his and Ouyang Feng’s power had recently surged, having enjoyed a grand feast.

“Hm, there are Yin spirits spying!” a young man suddenly exclaimed, holding a precious mirror that could pierce through Yin and Yang, revealing the nearby Yin qi.

“Little Marquis, your divine senses are keen, truly admirable!” a knight complimented.

This young Little Marquis held a surprisingly high status. His strength was at the Quasi-Golden Body realm, and clad in cyan-gold armor, he possessed a sharp, scrutinizing gaze, appearing extremely formidable.

Chu Feng pulled Ouyang Feng out, as they could no longer remain hidden.

“Yin spirits, where is Luo Shirong?!” the Little Marquis demanded.

Chu Feng’s eyes flashed with a strange light as he gradually recognized him. This was the leader of the group that had struck a deal with Luo Shirong—a Little Marquis, no less! And this time, he had brought a large army, intending to completely eradicate all spiritual entities!

Chu Feng spoke: “Little Marquis, you’ve come too late. Luo Shirong exposed himself and was forced to lead us into a bloody battle against a group of top geniuses. He unfortunately died in combat.”

“Who are you?” the Little Marquis asked.

Chu Feng replied: “I am Yan Luo of the Corpse Race, and he is the Great Evolution Combat Body. We were allies with Luo Shirong. Our forces fought against those individuals, but unfortunately, Brother Luo fell.”

“Indeed, Luo Shirong mentioned your names and said you could be recruited. Alas, I arrived a step too late,” the Little Marquis stated.

Chu Feng nodded and said, “Yes, Brother Luo mentioned that the Little Marquis promised us exotic arts. That’s why we were willing to take risks and wait here for an audience with you after the great battle.”

“Very good. I naturally won’t disappoint you. I need your cooperation; tell me in detail about the situation in your universe!” The Little Marquis was very pleased.

“Little Marquis, about those exotic arts…” Chu Feng mentioned again.

The Little Marquis frowned, but finally, he tossed Chu Feng a lodestone containing a spiritual imprint that recorded a certain exotic art, saying, “Here!”

“Many thanks, Little Marquis!” Chu Feng bowed with a smile.

Beside him, Ouyang Feng watched, dumbfounded. Although Chu Feng was on their side, it still wanted to say that this grandson of Chu Feng was truly despicable, actually swindling an exotic art like that?

Ouyang Feng felt that if Luo Shirong knew about this in the afterlife, his coffin lid wouldn’t be able to stay down; he would surely crawl out from underground to fight Chu Feng to the death. It was bad enough to be killed, but to be exploited like this even after death—it was utterly immoral and lacked all integrity!