Chapter 849: Comparison of Misfortunes Contest

Both women were surrounded, as if they were the moon being orbited by stars.

One had an ethereal and otherworldly demeanor, dressed in immaculate white, her flowing hair, luminous white face, and eyes like autumn water making her seem like a fairy descended from the moon palace, transcending the mundane world.

The other had a goddess-like presence, adorned in a vibrant five-colored dress, exuding grace and nobility. Her stunning figure, deep beautiful eyes, vivid red lips, and pearly white teeth gave her an irresistible aura.

"Mom, go for it! The field of love is a battlefield; fight your way through! Even if she's a second mother, she can't win!"

The little Taoist priest stirred up trouble, as if delighted by chaos.

In fact, after returning, Qin Luoyin had mostly ignored him, which frustrated him greatly. Despite his incessant chattering, Qin Luoyin remained noncommittal.

The little Taoist priest had been pondering whether to use his unique methods to infuse her with various memories, hoping to give his mother a "great awakening."

"Sister, you're here! Come quickly and see if he's my brother-in-law?" the silver-haired loli chirped, her large eyes blinking excitedly.

Her words were far more impactful than the little Taoist priest's, as everyone nearby could hear her clearly.

In that moment, Ying Wudi wanted to strangle his sister, his face darkening. Even the clan elder was furious, wanting to scold the little one for causing such a commotion.

Around them, the hearts of many young men shattered. Could this little girl's words possibly be true?

Ying Zhexian ignored the people from Black Blood Platform, walking instead to a spot not far from Chu Feng. She knew that the more attention one paid to such reports, the more persistent and brazen they became.

"Oh, excellent! The third-ranked beauty in the starry sky has a partner. That's one less competitor for us."

The happiest individuals at the moment were several young women, who exhaled in relief. Naturally, those who felt this way were all top beauties from various clans.

Some beauties, however, were not content, whispering, "Why her? Ying Zhexian is at least ten years older than Wu Huilun. I'm only sixteen; I'm the one who's a suitable match for Wu Huilun."

"I support you! Go up and take him from her!" a girl nearby teased. A group of beauties giggled, creating a lively atmosphere.

Soon, people noticed something amiss. Qin Luoyin also approached, and both she and Ying Zhexian were now standing near Chu Feng. The situation felt increasingly strange.

In a flash, a startling thought occurred to someone: could there be a connection among these three?

Ouyang Feng, with his head held high like a swan, appeared calm, but his darting eyes betrayed his eagerness for chaos. Finally, he spoke decisively: "Two goddesses, there's no need for a peaceful discussion. Just start fighting!"

What the heck! Nearby, a crowd instantly gaped. What was happening? Jun Tuo's son's tone was incredibly odd; something astonishing was clearly unfolding!

This was explosive news, signaling something suspicious. Instinctively, reporters from both Black Blood Platform and veteran interviewers from Primal Beast Platform realized there was a major story to uncover.

Then, like sharks sensing blood, they swarmed forward, ready to live stream and conduct interviews.

Several elderly women from Great Dream Pure Land quickly stepped forward and escorted Qin Luoyin away. With sharp eyes, they instantly recognized the precarious situation and reacted swiftly.

In their view, the Ya Xian clan was in a rather awkward position today. If they couldn't mitigate the damage quickly, they might very well end up accepting an undesirable live-in son-in-law.

Great Dream Pure Land sought to select the strongest individual. Historically, those who emerged last from the divine temple were typically the most powerful of their generation, destined for great fortune.

Therefore, they absolutely did not want Qin Luoyin to become entangled in any ambiguous relationship with Chu Feng at this time.

Simultaneously, the Ya Xian clan elder, with a dark expression, pulled away the silver-haired loli, scolding her for speaking out of turn. He also secretly transmitted a message, summoning Ying Zhexian away.

Nevertheless, the news had already spread.

Regarding the Ya Xian clan, opinions varied across the cosmos. Some claimed Wu Huilun possessed the bloodline of a Human King, and having once fought the demon Chu Feng to a stalemate, was considered a genius of his generation, worthy of Ying Zhexian.

Others, however, scoffed, pointing out that Ying Zhexian, the third most beautiful woman in the starry sky, had apparently formed a romantic partnership with Wu Huilun in a foreign land, a relationship they considered ambiguous.

Undoubtedly, some individuals fanned the flames, mocking the Ya Xian clan for their present predicament.

"Extra, extra! The first major scandal has broken! For the Ya Xian clan, their pure and unsullied fairy may have secretly formed a romantic bond with someone. This gravely impacts their reputation and is truly disastrous!"

The Black Blood Platform sensationalized the news, demonstrating surprising boldness by disregarding the Ya Xian clan's warnings.

Subsequently, certain "interested parties" began actively disseminating and promoting the story.

Back on Earth, the Great Black Ox, Old Donkey, Zhou Quan, and others sneered. Having returned with partial memories, they understood the truly extraordinary nature of the Demon Ancestor's Cauldron.

They knew certain things. In their view, some clans would soon face even greater misfortune, to the point where they would likely envy the Ya Xian clan!

The Ya Xian clan reacted immediately, refuting the "rumors" and stating that their princess had no involvement with Wu Huilun. They warned that anyone who dared to slander them again would be considered to have declared war on the Ya Xian clan.

"Oh, oh, the Ya Xian clan is so concerned with appearances," the old donkey grinned. "When they finally realize Wu Huilun's true power, will they regret it and end up vying with Great Dream Pure Land for him as a son-in-law?"

In their estimation, the impending "return of kings" might devolve into a "misery contest," at which point Wu Huilun's true worth would become apparent, astonishing everyone.

The atmosphere in Great Dream Pure Land had finally grown calmer. Inside the divine temple, the spatial vortex swirled violently, a strange phenomenon that had persisted for days since Wu Huilun's return.

Now, everyone eagerly awaited the return of the final few individuals.

"They're coming, I feel it! Behind the vortex, powerful soul light is trembling and surging. Someone appears to be returning."

The ancient beings of Great Dream Pure Land finally breathed a sigh of relief, their minds at ease. For days, they had been fraught with worry, fearing that the last few individuals might face unforeseen dangers and fail to return.

"Haha..." The elder of the Corpse clan roared with laughter.

Simultaneously, the elders of the Golden Heavenly Spider and White Phoenix clans, among others, stroked their beards, a serene smile on their faces. Though appearing detached, they were secretly relishing the envy and jealousy of the other clans.

Even the typically reclusive Daoist and Buddhist factions wore smiles, anticipating the return of the strongest prodigies of their respective generations.

"Ah, it's time; they should be returning now," said a member of the Great Evolution Battle Body clan with an air of self-assurance. Their Divine Son was inherently strong, and a significant boon here would undoubtedly lead to rapid progress.

Chu Feng was astonished. He had distinctly eliminated some and crippled others in that group; how could anyone still be returning? Utterly bewildered, he pushed his way to the front of the crowd to observe closely.

Soon, he was utterly astonished, for he genuinely sensed soul light fluctuations—someone was indeed returning!

"Who is this? So powerful, and returning even later than me?" Chu Feng was baffled, unable to comprehend it.

The Corpse clan elder spotted him, and casually patted his shoulder. "Wu Huilun," he chuckled, "you're quite capable, really."

Damn it, this old geezer is insufferably arrogant. Chu Feng longed to tell him, "Stop being so conceited; Yan Luo was eliminated ages ago!"

"Ah, the Human King bloodline is incredibly ancient," a senior member of the Great Evolution Battle Body clan remarked with a smile. "During the era when it flourished, the Great Evolution Battle Body had not yet fully emerged or displayed its might." His implication was clear: the Great Evolution Battle Body had since surpassed it.

Ouyang Feng gave him a sidelong glance, thinking, *This old geezer is also quite the poser!*

"So, who do you think will return first, and who last?" the White Phoenix clan elder asked.

Even the Daoist clan elder, unable to maintain his usual composure, joined in with a faint smile. "Generally speaking," he explained, "the stronger one's power, the longer they can remain. They are only expelled from that world and returned at the very end."

"Indeed, that makes sense," the old monk of the Buddhist clan nodded, his eyes gleaming with a piercing light.

"If that's the case," the Corpse clan elder declared with a booming laugh, "my clan's Kirin Son will undoubtedly be the very last to return!" He then turned to Chu Feng. "Young friend, wouldn't you agree?"

"Wrong! Who else could be the last to return besides Daoist Son Jin Lin?"

"Amitabha, Shi Hong possesses the Buddha-nature; he is destined for Buddhahood in this life!"

Some of the old geezers finally dropped their pretense of composure. In these final moments, their minds were far from calm, and they began to argue.

Chu Feng, meanwhile, was treated as a mere foil. People constantly used him as a reference point for comparison, with some even claiming that their clan's returning Kirin Son would be worth several Chu Fengs, effectively using him as a unit of measurement.

Even Ouyang Feng became annoyed by this.

Meanwhile, Black Blood Platform and Primal Beast Platform were live-streaming and promoting the event, constantly building excitement, portraying the imminent return of kings.

Inside the divine temple, soul light surged erratically, spilling forth in torrents and immediately eliciting gasps of astonishment due to its truly incredible energy.

"The kings are returning! Let's see who they are!" the Black Blood Platform announced, preparing their advanced observation tools to capture the unfolding reality.

Great Dream Pure Land had already opened the divine temple's doors, allowing everyone to witness the event.

"The true kings are about to make their return! Ladies and gentlemen, let us witness this moment!" Other platforms also hyped the event, intensifying the excitement.

Chu Feng pulled Ouyang Feng back. He sensed something was wrong, not believing those individuals could return, as he had thoroughly destroyed their main souls.

Amidst a brilliant rain of light, fragments of soul essence flew forth, letting out a mournful shriek: "This is the work of a mighty figure from the Yang Realm! I hate it!"

That soul essence shattered, ultimately burning to ashes!

This shocked everyone. Who was that? The soul essence's aura was incredibly powerful.

Next, another fragment of soul essence was about to fly out, roaring, "I am the God of War! Wu Huilun, get over here! How dare you slay my descendant!"

Yet, in an instant, that soul essence too shattered, completely annihilated by the vortex.

At that moment, everyone was petrified. What was going on? A deity from a foreign land attempting to force his way through? Was he here to avenge his descendant?

Many looked at Wu Huilun, profoundly shocked. What earth-shattering deeds had this young man actually committed in that world?

"Ah..."

From the depths of the vortex came the furious mental roar of the God of War. Being a spiritual outcry, everyone could understand it.

"Damn it! It failed after all; I couldn't pass through. The vortex restricts deities!"

Simultaneously, the vortex vanished, finally closing completely.

*Thump!* The Corpse clan elder was dumbfounded, feeling his jaw drop. His mouth had been agape moments before, and now he was horrified. His clan's Kirin Son hadn't returned yet?

"No, how did the vortex close?!" he shrieked frantically.

"This isn't right! Where is Daoist Son Jin Lin? He possesses rare heavenly and earthly treasures and should be the strongest in the world! Why have only fragments of his soul essence returned? Where is his main soul?!"

"Amitabha, where is the Buddha Son?!" The old monk, who had been sitting cross-legged, was now jumping up and down in agitation.

"Oh no, my clan's Great Evolution Battle Body has been pondering here for almost a year! Don't tell me he was killed a year ago, and only a remnant soul managed to escape back?"

A group of old geezers erupted, completely losing their composure, their eyes red with frantic worry.

"Old geezer, stop wailing! The Golden Heavenly Spider still has consciousness, even if its main soul is gone. But my clan's Kirin Son didn't even have any soul essence return!"

"Nonsense! My Heavenly Spider is suffering from mental exhaustion and is in very poor condition!"

"Damn it! What has my clan's Great Evolution Battle Body become? A complete imbecile, utterly blank!"

"Amitabha, my Buddhist clan's Protector Vajra Shi Wu is in the same state! And while Shi Hong is conscious and can think, he's not much better off either!"

"Young Master, what has happened to you?" the White Phoenix clan elder shrieked, shaking their clan's Divine Son.

In an instant, total chaos erupted.

People stared, dumbfounded. Where were the promised returning kings?

Who was the ultimate king?

Now, everyone was utterly bewildered. The scene had devolved into a "misery contest," where each so-called returning "king" was more pathetic than the last, either completely deranged or utterly vacant.

"I'm the Black Blood Platform commentator, reporting live! Following the Ya Xian clan's first tragedy, a series of misfortunes have unfolded, transforming this King's Return Assembly into a full-blown Misery Contest!"

"Hello everyone, I'm the Primal Beast Platform commentator! Let's now direct our attention to this unfolding misery contest!"

The cosmos erupted in an uproar, with chaos and clamor echoing everywhere, as if a pot had boiled over.