Chapter 875: Crushing Overwhelm

Luo Yong was struck in the back, causing his chest to bulge with a fist mark that nearly pierced him. Even so, blood splattered from his back, and he shot forward like a comet.

This was an immeasurable force. His physical body was comparable to a sub-saint's, yet he suffered such heavy damage. His internal organs felt like they were burning, and energy flames flickered around him.

There was no doubt that a golden-body level evolutionist would have exploded from this punch. Even Luo Yong's sub-saint level physique couldn't withstand it.

*Crack!* He smashed through a mountaintop, though only the peak, as deeper earth layers contained profound magnetic stones forming a protective field.

The swift reversal of the battle astonished all parties. People's faces were filled with surprise; Chu Feng had actually turned the tide and gained the upper hand!

Luo Yong stood on the shattered mountaintop, dazzling golden light radiating from his body, like a volcano erupting golden magma or an undying divine furnace, burning with immense energy.

His aura surged as he activated the Heavenly God breathing technique to repair his injuries. His eyes, like a hungry wolf's, fixed on Chu Feng, enraged that the one he had previously suppressed had now injured him.

What shocked him most was that this was the Human King Physique. Back then, just a few Human Kings had kept all the races in the cosmos suppressed. He would never forget the legend: those individuals had once fought their way from the Underworld Cosmos into the Primal Chaos Cosmos. It was terrifying!

“Chu Feng, a mere wretch in my eyes, you actually possess such potential, activating this bloodline. However, even so, you must die!” Luo Yong said with a grim expression. His ordinary face no longer held an aloof demeanor but was instead filled with murderous intent.

Then, golden patterns erupted all over his body, making him appear like a metallic figure, adorned with dazzling symbols. Simultaneously, that aura made everyone present uncomfortable, spreading outwards like a tide with fluctuations that made souls tremble.

“That's the Heavenly God Sky-Rending Fist! He's mastered it!” A Minor Saint from the Primal Chaos Cosmos exclaimed in surprise from afar. This was a powerful divine technique, extremely difficult to cultivate, yet its destructive power was immense.

Chu Feng remained quiet, silently observing the changes within himself. The flaws in his physical body had been rectified by the activation of some blue blood, making it resilient and comparable to a sub-saint's. Because of this, he had no more reservations; he could now clash physically with Luo Yong without fear.

Chu Feng began his offensive, launching an active assault. From high in the sky, he dove down, enveloped in crimson light. He was activating the Phoenix Race's breathing technique, causing one feather after another to shimmer like red chains of order, radiating and shooting out around him. At the same time, his fists glowed red, as if about to melt the void, unleashing thunder and lightning. His speed was beyond common understanding. The Lightning Fist, both potent and domineering, possessed a speed that surpassed all other fist techniques!

*Boom!* Minor Saint Luo Yong sprang from the ground, leaping into the high heavens. He unleashed the Heavenly God Sky-Rending Fist, his entire body glowing, with his fists being the most dazzling. His fists were so blinding, even more terrifying than exploding cosmic stars. Golden energy boiled around them, and the void itself fractured, a sight that stunned the evolutionists of all races.

“The power of a single punch can be this great!” An old monster in the Pure Land gasped in horror. If they were to take such a punch, it would be unthinkable; even at the pinnacle of the golden-body realm, they would be obliterated without a doubt.

*Rumble!* It was as if a nuclear explosion had occurred between heaven and earth. The crimson fist imprint, accompanied by the vibrating sound of the Phoenix Race's feathers, collided with the golden fist. The resulting spatial fissures were terrifying, threatening to swallow the crimson fist and shred everything.

It had to be said that Luo Yong, the strongest prodigy of the Primal Chaos Heavenly God Palace and one of the nine Minor Saints from the outer cosmos, was truly formidable, leaving even Chu Feng impressed at that moment. Chu Feng felt a sharp pain in his fist. What was truly terrifying was not the opponent's golden fist itself, but the numerous fissures around the fist print, which carried a degree of spatial crushing power, capable of destroying all matter, including an evolutionist's physical body.

*Crack!* Chu Feng activated the Phoenix Race's breathing technique, and his crimson fist erupted with hundreds and thousands of lightning bolts that instantly burst forth in the void, colliding with the opponent's golden fist. Simultaneously, around him, one Phoenix Race feather after another, making sounds like rattling chains of order, all rushed forward, encountering the fissures around the golden fist and colliding violently.

*Whoosh! Whoosh!* Finally, in a violent explosion and amidst energy flames that burned half the sky, both individuals rapidly flew backward.

Chu Feng looked down at his fists, which had some shallow blood marks. Light blue blood, mixed with crimson, seeped out. The Sky-Rending Fist, which could use spatial power to crush opponents, was indeed a world-shaking secret technique of the Primal Chaos Heavenly God Palace, truly astonishing!

On the other side, Luo Yong's hands trembled, his skin was torn and charred, and blood dripped. He had been badly injured by Chu Feng's Lightning Fist. He was enraged, finding himself at a disadvantage once again. What frustrated him most was suffering a loss in his strongest domain: physical combat. He was on the path to becoming a saint through physical cultivation, aiming to be the most powerful saint. Yet, now he was injured by the Human King Physique, leaving him with a sense of defeat.

*Clang!* Luo Yong moved again, his hands forming a virtual grip as if drawing a blade. At the same moment, a colossal golden saber, formed from energy, truly appeared beside him—an astonishing secret art of his race. The saber was a thousand zhang long. Luo Yong was already high in the sky, and with this Heavenly Blade technique, the colossal saber instantly towered into the clouds, unleashing sharp murderous intent that swept across heaven and earth! As this saber cleaved forward, it didn't feel like a blade cutting down, but rather a colossal golden mountain crashing, stirring up energy clouds with a deafening sound like a mountain torrent.

Chu Feng's glabella glowed as he directly activated the unique cosmic treasures condensed with his soul light, unleashing the Yin-Yang energies. Like a divine radiance, they swept the supreme saber aside. Simultaneously, his fist intent transformed again. The Great Thunderclap Breathing Technique surged within him, and he unleashed the Great Sun Tathagata Fist, striking forward. The Yin-Yang light pushed aside the long saber, effectively clearing a path for him, and he himself dove forward with breathtaking speed, his golden fist smashing down.

Luo Yong roared, fiercely resisting. The two figures trembled, moving like two bolts of lightning or two battling deities, scattering the clouds across the sky.

Luo Yong was sent flying back, severely wounded, his mouth full of bloody foam, blood gushing from his hands, and his arms spasming. In the instant he turned his head, his eyes were filled with cold fury. He was one of the nine Minor Saints from the outer cosmos, yet he had been so severely injured by someone.

“Strongest Heavenly God, bloodline revival, suppress all!” Luo Yong roared, truly enraged. He had come to the Underworld Cosmos expecting to sweep aside all so-called geniuses, viewing them as mere commoners. Yet today, he was being suppressed and constantly injured.

A soft, thin golden light, like ripples of water carrying an inexplicable fluctuation, appeared around him. He charged directly at Chu Feng. Wherever the golden light passed, all energy was suppressed, causing Chu Feng to flinch. As he raised his fist to strike, he found his own energy sharply diminishing. “Heavenly God descends, all beings are mortals before my race!” Luo Yong roared, his face filled with madness, his eyes burning with the intent to crush Chu Feng with this one strike.

Chu Feng realized the situation he was in. He felt suppressed, his cultivation sharply diminishing, as if he were turning into a mortal. This was incredibly terrifying and dangerous, tantamount to offering his neck for slaughter. Chu Feng knew this was the application of a "domain," typically manifesting at the Saint level. Only a few rare prodigies could activate this ability early, far surpassing their peers, enabling them to fight many opponents indiscriminately. This ability could be called a Saint Domain!

*Boom!* At this moment, Chu Feng, using his spirit as pigment and his vital essence as canvas, unleashed his own power. This was due to a special insight he had gained during his past meditations. In fact, on the Kunlun Heavenly Vine, when his spiritual body fought a Heavenly God race Saint at the same level, he had already touched upon the use of a domain. Now he unleashed it: one great star after another appeared, imprisoning the void. The area seemed to transform into a silent realm! Simultaneously, Chu Feng inscribed field symbols onto each star, deepening the confinement. Finally, he experienced that feeling again: with sufficient power, his Saint Domain began to emerge, and combined with the field's enhancements, it erupted with unparalleled might.

“Ah…” Luo Yong roared, his heart restless and extremely uneasy. He had used a forbidden secret art of his clan, combined with his own cultivation, to unleash a terrifying Saint Domain. Yet, it failed to turn his opponent into a mortal; instead, the opponent could manifest such an uncanny ability and counter him? The opponent also used a Saint Domain, which simultaneously shocked and terrified Luo Yong, as his physical body was constrained, making any movement extremely difficult.

Chu Feng dove over, unleashing a direct beam of Yin-Yang light—a true trump card. With a *whoosh* and a spray of blood, it nearly bisected Luo Yong. At the most critical moment, Luo Yong broke free from the confinement, but still lost an arm, a truly tragic sight. Simultaneously, Chu Feng's fist arrived, a combination of the Lightning Fist and the Great Sun Tathagata Fist—fierce, domineering, swift as lightning, and with a demonic quality, it smashed down.

“Roar!” Luo Yong roared, fighting fiercely, but how could a single arm withstand such an attack? With a *bang*, he was sent flying sideways, bleeding from all seven orifices. Chu Feng struck again, pressing his attack. In the clashes, Luo Yong's body became covered in fissures. His remaining arm was nearly torn off, and blood flowed profusely. Most terrifying of all, a section of his right leg was missing; everything below the knee had been severed by Chu Feng's Yin-Yang light, falling from the sky.

“Cousin!” By the lake, the surviving core member of the Primal Chaos Heavenly God Palace cried out, unable to believe his eyes. That was their clan's strongest inheritor, someone who rarely found an opponent throughout the outer cosmos, known as one of the nine exalted Minor Saints of this generation in the Primal Chaos Cosmos. But what did he see now? Luo Yong, one of the nine Minor Saints, had been defeated! And Luo Yong had been defeated terribly.

In an instant, Chu Feng struck again, nearly causing Luo Yong's body to explode. He was sent flying eight hundred zhang, blood spraying from his nose and mouth, his body weakened.

*Crack!* As lightning erupted, Chu Feng stomped down from mid-air, slamming Luo Yong into a mountain peak. Then, with a single punch, *bang*, a bowl-sized bloody hole exploded in Luo Yong's chest, penetrating straight through. Even a body as strong as a sub-saint's could not withstand it.

Simultaneously, Chu Feng's Yin-Yang light swept over again. Luo Yong let out a horrified shriek, his entire body surging with golden vital energy. He was utterly furious; he had never been so disgraced in his life. To be on the verge of being killed by someone now was a profound humiliation. This time, Chu Feng's Yin-Yang light failed to sever him because a strange God-Beating Whip emerged from Luo Yong's body.

“Die!” Luo Yong roared, feeling ashamed. He had been defeated, unable to overcome his opponent, and in the end, he had to resort to using a major destructive weapon prepared by his clan to eliminate the enemy. Chu Feng had already retreated far away in an instant when an abnormal fluctuation appeared within Luo Yong. Then, he saw a ball of light rush out and fly towards him.

“Using external objects? Then I'll just destroy you directly!” Chu Feng shouted. He had already fought Minor Saint Luo Yong for over six hundred moves, and his fighting spirit was fully ignited. The hidden murderous intent in his heart erupted; there was nothing left to delay. He had long since gauged the level of evolution of this generation from the outer cosmos.

The mountains glowed, and the Great Dream Pure Land trembled. The flying God-Beating Whip, still enveloped in a ball of light, was inexplicably sent flying away. At the same time, Chu Feng let out a long cry, and a wave of field runes erupted, converging from the beautiful spiritual mountains in all directions, engulfing Luo Yong.

“Ah…” Luo Yong roared, struggling desperately, but it was useless. In an instant, he was torn apart by the field runes. First, his remaining arm was severed. Next, he was cut in half at the waist. Finally, Chu Feng stood high in the sky and unleashed a punch downwards, utterly obliterating him. Luo Yong's physical body exploded on a mountain peak, and a rain of blood scattered, staining the spiritual mountain crimson!

Chu Feng had prepared for this several days in advance, not hesitating to set up a large-scale Saint-slaying field. Now, by activating a portion of it, its power was naturally limitless. Undoubtedly, this would cause a huge storm! Especially, the issue of Chu Feng's identity would also stir up a commotion.