Chapter 858: Strong with No Opponents

Chu Feng's green robes were spotless, without a single drop of blood. His sleeves billowed as he looked down ahead and declared, "What's the point of all this?"

His voice was not loud, yet it shamed the seven old women. They had achieved the Golden Body realm hundreds or thousands of years ago, accumulating power over vast stretches of time, and their cultivation foundations were incredibly profound.

Though they had not yet attained the Sub-Saint position, each of them was a super expert, far more powerful than typical Golden Body figures. Yet, they had been defeated.

This was the Great Dream Pure Land, an evolutionary sect renowned for millennia. It had been countless years since such an event occurred—someone storming their gates—and its implications were far-reaching.

"Chu Feng, you fiend, do you imagine the Great Dream Pure Land is some mere flatland that you can simply barge into as you please?" exclaimed an old woman. She wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, a cold sneer on her face. Though she acknowledged Chu Feng's formidable power, which directly rivaled Wu Reincarnation, she was utterly enraged and felt humiliated by someone forcing their way in.

"A year ago, you denied me a golden invitation and threatened to obstruct my path of evolution, condemning me to lag behind the era's geniuses. What was the outcome? Now, I've come alone, as you demanded, to challenge and seek a marriage, yet you still refuse to cooperate and insist on threatening to teach me a lesson? I believe you're merely repeating the same mistakes from a year ago and will only dig yourselves a deeper hole. What's the point of it all?" Chu Feng spoke calmly. Those final four words, uttered moments before, now resonated again, provoking the Great Dream Pure Land considerably.

"Report! The Crown Prince of the Feathered Dynasty seeks an audience!""Report! The Princess of the Great Qi Dynasty is visiting!""Report! Young Master Ying Wudi of the Asian-Immortal Clan has appeared outside the Pure Land, here to visit a friend.""Report! The Crown Prince and Princess of the Primordial Demon Clan have arrived together!"

In that instant, disciples continuously entered with reports. Numerous guests had arrived, clearly having traveled via super wormholes, eager to witness this earth-shattering storm.

"Refuse them all!" an old woman whispered. In their current predicament, receiving guests would be too humiliating.

However, a disciple interjected, "Junior Sister Qin Luoyin once summoned geniuses from across the universe, inviting them to fight Chu Feng. She promised to choose whoever could defeat the fiend Chu Feng. Now that so many geniuses have arrived, perhaps we can use their strength?"

The old woman's face darkened. "It's still humiliating. When has our Great Dream Pure Land ever been so weak that it needed to rely on external forces?"

"Fine, let them in. What's done is done. The news of what's happening has already leaked; there's no hiding it anymore. We might as well let some of them make a move and collectively suppress that fiend. I refuse to believe no one can subdue him!"

Chu Feng was carefully sensing, his heart thrumming. Deep within the Great Dream Pure Land, two clusters of life-fire flickered, dormant in the deepest reaches underground. Had his domain techniques not reached mastery, he certainly wouldn't have sensed them. As a Grandmaster, he was exceptionally sensitive to earth energy. The entire landscape of the mountains and rivers was within his grasp, and with careful investigation, he could naturally perceive the two grand experts hidden underground.

"They are at least Sub-Saints, carrying an aura of decay. They must be nearing their end, with little lifespan remaining!"

This realization made Chu Feng serious. He understood that the foundations of evolutionary sects at this level were incredibly profound. Even if it was claimed that all Saints had departed to contend for divine positions, some had actually remained to guard the sect. However, Chu Feng also surmised that those two would not emerge unless the Great Dream Pure Land faced a life-or-death crisis. Moreover, they likely wouldn't be able to act more than a few times, as both their physical bodies and soul light had decayed.

Chu Feng remained calm. Though he had grown serious internally, he was not afraid. This stemmed from his self-confidence. As a Grandmaster of domains, he was theoretically fearless of individuals at the Sub-Saint level. Should a real battle erupt, if he were to go all out, using every conceivable method, it would be uncertain who would emerge victorious. This was the primary reason he dared to venture into the universe. Even if he encountered a true old Saint and found himself truly outmatched, he could still use his domain to escape.

"Where is Luoyin? I wish to see her. Also, isn't your Great Dream Pure Land being overly harsh with me, targeting me repeatedly? Do you truly believe I have an endless supply of patience? Were it not for the fact that I am destined to be your future Supreme Sect Master, I would suppress and eliminate all of you!"

As Chu Feng spoke, a murderous aura permeated the air. Simultaneously, his vital blood energy diffused around him, resembling roaring, circling crimson true dragons, awe-inspiring and exerting immense pressure on everyone present. Moreover, he exuded astonishing Yang energy, causing many young disciples to blanch, stumble backward, and feel overwhelmed. Facing him was like confronting a terrifying sacred furnace, incinerating their very souls!

"Chu Feng, you fiend, you are indeed powerful, we admit that. However, the Great Dream Pure Land must not be insulted. Do not imagine there's no one here to suppress you," an old woman stated forcefully, giving Chu Feng a cold glance before looking into the distance. "Please summon the Old Ancestor!"

This made Chu Feng's heart skip a beat. Were they about to unleash the two Saint-level experts hidden underground?

Soon, he realized he had overthought it. An ancient old man with white hair and beard appeared, terrifyingly aged. He was none other than Jun Tuo's friend, an ancient Golden Body expert who had survived from antiquity. He had accidentally consumed a rare, potent medicine back then, causing his lifespan to dramatically increase. Otherwise, how could there be Golden Body experts alive from antiquity until now? Aside from a few exceptions, anyone from that era who remained solely at the Golden Body level would have long since perished.

The extremely ancient man approached from a distance. Normally, he appeared smiling, almost bald and gaunt, but now he began to emanate astonishing and terrifying energy, especially his soul light, which was horrifyingly potent.

"Ah, Jun Tuo's son, my dear nephew, you've arrived too. I've missed you terribly in just a few days," the old man exclaimed. He spotted Ouyang Feng walking with Ying Wudi, Yuan Shicheng, and others. He was incredibly enthusiastic, waving him over.

"Damn it..." Ouyang Feng felt this was truly ill fortune. He had fled a few days ago precisely because he couldn't stand the old man's overwhelming enthusiasm. He simply couldn't bear it. Now, he had just returned today only to encounter him again.

"You're becoming more and more like your father, Jun Tuo, my dear nephew. Watch from the sidelines and observe your old uncle's power." With that, the old man turned his gaze directly to Chu Feng.

The next moment, his decaying physical body crackled, his entire being surged with vital blood, and then his bones shifted. In an instant, he transformed into a much more handsome middle-aged man. Simultaneously, his soul light shimmered, emitting a kaleidoscope of five-colored radiance.

"Father, be careful, don't fall for it!" A faint telepathic message came from afar. The little Daoist priest had arrived, signaling Qin Luoyin's appearance!

On the scene, many collapsed to the ground, utterly terrified by the old man's oppressive aura. They felt as though they were facing a colossal beast, a monstrous creature from chaos, powerless to resist. His soul light, in particular, was overwhelmingly oppressive.

Even Chu Feng was moved. This old man was incredibly powerful, having touched the divine chains of order, yet why had he not been able to enter the Sub-Saint realm?

The next moment, Chu Feng's ears roared, and his vision blurred; he was under a spiritual attack. Nearby, many collapsed into unconsciousness, their minds drawn into dreams by a wave of colorful soul light. Had the old man intended to kill, all of them would have perished.

"Impressive, is this 'dream assassination'?" Chu Feng was awestruck. He had almost been hypnotized moments ago, nearly falling unconscious. Once drawn into the dream, his opponent could have easily slain him.

Waves of colorful soul light surged towards Chu Feng, like a relentless tide threatening to engulf him. Chu Feng remained very calm, naturally powerful enough. Even if his opponent was an ancient monster from antiquity, he was still not a Sub-Saint and remained within the Golden Body realm, which meant Chu Feng had a way to counter him.

However, this enemy was indeed powerful enough to force Chu Feng to unleash his true abilities. He silently activated the Great Thunder Sound Breathing Method. Divine sounds exploded within his body, thunder resonated with his five internal organs and his flesh, and he was enveloped in golden light, radiating like a deity. Most importantly, the thunder resonated with his soul light, keeping him fully conscious. This was one of the most powerful breathing methods in the Yang world, and Chu Feng was employing its original Yang-world version, not the modified Yin-world adaptation.

The power was overwhelming. Instantly, he became like a blazing furnace, scorching the surrounding evolutionaries, causing many to shriek, awaken from their stupor, and quickly flee, lest they be incinerated. Simultaneously, thunder boomed within Chu Feng's body, and his Yang energy boiled, disintegrating the soul light assailing him and scattering it into the void. The so-called "dream assassination" proved utterly ineffective against him.

In the end, the old man became dispirited, stumbled backward, and was also no match for Chu Feng. At this point, both those within the Great Dream Pure Land and the distinguished guests were profoundly shocked. An ancient monster who had survived from antiquity was no match for Chu Feng and had been defeated. Within the Golden Body realm, who else could possibly subdue him?

"Allow me!"

Just then, an extremely ancient old woman from the Great Dream Pure Land, who had just emerged from seclusion, rushed towards Chu Feng, leaning on a cane. In an instant, she unleashed a palm strike that filled the sky with dazzling white light and astonishing divine power. When Chu Feng met her palm strike, he felt a powerful surge of energy, like a mountain flood, forcing him to go all out. His physical energy and vital blood, vast as rivers and seas, erupted directly from his body, creating a fierce crimson gale that swept across the area and caused the earth to crack. After this final strike, both retreated, but Chu Feng remained unharmed, whereas the old woman had blood at the corner of her mouth and could barely stand.

Another esteemed elder from the Great Dream Pure Land, an unfathomable old monster, had been defeated!

"Let me give it a try!"

Finally, geniuses from outside the sect made their move. After all, it concerned the possibility of marrying Qin Luoyin, and naturally, many young talents were willing to fight fiercely for that prize. Even Yuan Shicheng and Ying Wudi were tempted and eager to step in.

*Bang, bang, bang...*

Within the Great Dream Pure Land, Chu Feng stood tall in the arena. From time to time, some of the so-called universe-level geniuses would be sent flying, leaving behind vivid, tragic trails of blood.

"Hiss!"

The people of the Great Dream Pure Land gasped, realizing that this fiend was truly extraordinary. Even geniuses who had returned from training in other regions were no match for him. How exactly did he cultivate?

"I think, even if Luoyin marries him, it wouldn't be a terrible choice. After all, he is incredibly powerful, second only to Wu Reincarnation, not beneath him!"

"The crucial point is that we've antagonized him and already created bad blood. And for him to storm our gates like this—it's a forced takeover. We've lost too much face!"

"What 'face' is left to worry about now? If we don't dare to bring such a powerful, heaven-defying talent into our sect, should we just wait for him to run off like Wu Reincarnation and be snatched away by the Asian-Immortal Clan?"

Inside the Great Dream Pure Land, some old monsters began to debate the matter, their arguments quite heated.

Chu Feng noticed that Ying Wudi had entered the fray. He didn't hold back; this brother-in-law always gave him a cold shoulder, so this was the perfect opportunity to teach him a lesson. In truth, Ying Wudi was strong, but against the unleashed Demon King Chu, he was still severely beaten in a short amount of time.

"Wow, big brother, you've turned into a kite in the air! You're getting beaten and constantly spitting blood. You're flying, and the trails of blood you're spitting connect all the way to the ground," Ying Xiaoxiao shrieked, having also arrived.

Ying Wudi was defeated, utterly outmatched. Yet, he was very excited, surprisingly delighted. After being blasted away and repeatedly coughing blood, he excitedly rushed back to Chu Feng, declaring, "Brother Chu Feng, you are indeed divinely talented and incredibly formidable! I admire you greatly!"

Chu Feng was surprised, finally finding his brother-in-law somewhat more agreeable.

"I don't know why, but I feel an instant connection with Brother Chu Feng; I particularly like you. I wish to befriend you..." He rambled on and on.

Chu Feng was in a good mood. This brother-in-law, who always scowled at him, was actually having a pleasant and compatible conversation with him in his current guise. He mused, if he ever had the chance to tell him that Wu Reincarnation was Chu Feng, perhaps his brother-in-law wouldn't be so resistant then?

However, Chu Feng's face quickly darkened, his previous thought evaporating!

"Brother Chu Feng, I need your assistance with something. If you can defeat Wu Reincarnation, I will undoubtedly offer a significant reward. And if you can prevent Wu Reincarnation from marrying into my Ying family, I am willing to give you a Saint Medicine!"

Upon hearing these words, Chu Feng immediately narrowed his eyes at him. This brother-in-law truly had an unchangeable nature, actually seeking his help to deal with Wu Reincarnation!

Ying Wudi continued, "To be honest, if you can defeat Wu Reincarnation, I would rather you and my sister become Dao companions than see that young man enter our family. Of course, the prerequisite is that you can truly defeat Wu Reincarnation."

Chu Feng suppressed the urge to beat him soundly. This brother-in-law, who always scowled at him, was clearly seeking outside help. But what expression would he make if he knew that Chu Feng was actually Wu Reincarnation?

After their conversation, Ying Wudi departed, then muttered to himself from a distance, "Strange, this Chu Feng also irritates me. He feels just like Wu Reincarnation—neither of them are good!"

*Damn it!* Chu Feng's divine senses were too keen; he actually overheard it. He realized that he and this brother-in-law were cosmically incompatible—they must have been the greatest enemies in a past life!

"Great Demon... Chu Feng, this way, our Saintess requests your presence!"

Someone stepped forward, initially intending to call him "Great Demon King," but then changed their mind in fright. This young disciple instinctively felt something was amiss: the Pure Land might actually agree to this Great Demon King becoming Qin Luoyin's Dao companion. The tide was turning!

Chu Feng walked slowly and deliberately towards Qin Luoyin! Everyone realized that the situation was changing unexpectedly.

Meanwhile, an uninvited guest arrived outside the Great Dream Pure Land. He sneered, "The sixth-ranked peerless beauty in this universe, I'm eager to see how beautiful she truly is." He added, "The so-called geniuses here are all sickly, all weaklings—far too feeble!" With that, he directly stormed into the Great Dream Pure Land.