Chapter 884: Visiting to Ask for Forgiveness?

This area was utterly devastated. The entire planet had disintegrated, torn into pieces, with pseudo-saint weapons flying and energy beams surging throughout.

Even someone as strong as Chu Feng was coughing up blood. These people were incredibly ruthless; they hadn't just prepared one or two powerful weapons, but each had brought their ultimate trump card, such as the terrifying Violet Crystal Heavenly Lightning that blasted through space!

Chu Feng's eyes were bloodshot from killing, and he was determined to fight them to the death, unwilling to let a single person escape. These individuals naturally fought desperately as well; at this moment, it was a fight to the death.

"Xilin clan, you despicable wretches!" Chu Feng roared, fixing his gaze on several members of the Xilin clan. "If it weren't for you, how could Earth's backups and trump cards have become ineffective back then?"

His hatred for this clan surpassed that for the Celestial Race and others. These people had invited wolves into the house, then turned around and killed their own kind. Their actions were so vile and malicious that they deserved to die a hundred deaths to atone for their crimes.

"In this world, the victor is king, and the vanquished is a villain," a Xilin member retorted. "We won, so the Xilin clan thrives and prospers, and we will return to Earth to become its masters once more. As for your ancestors, they were annihilated, utterly crushed, every pure-blooded ancestor wiped out. This is the true and brutal reality!"

The Xilin clan members were covered in blood. They had even brought a saint artifact and were frantically activating it, fighting for their lives even as they were nearly drained dry.

They knew that if they didn't fight desperately, they would die.

Additionally, they were frantically throwing Violet Crystal Heavenly Lightning, whose immense power and terrifying saint-level fluctuations caused the already shattered planet to explode again, turning into dust.

Even a nearby moon was blasted apart, turning into a dazzling burst of light.

This battle was incredibly fierce, reaching a fever pitch. They admitted that even with thorough preparations, believing they could surely kill Chu Feng, they now realized it still wasn't enough. But there was no turning back; they could only fight to the bloody end.

"You despicable traitors!" Chu Feng said coldly. "You leaked ancient Earth's retreat routes and exposed dozens of escape points. If it weren't for you, would ancient Earth have been bathed in blood and so many ancestors slaughtered?"

As the purplish-glowing bamboo in his hand swung, it created a hazy halo, and purple qi steamed. With a bang, it struck the saint artifact wielded by the Xilin clan, causing it to crack. It was the lowest-grade saint-level weapon, utterly incapable of blocking the God-Beating Whip refined by the Chaos Celestial Palace.

Those individuals couldn't activate more powerful weapons.

Boom!

Then, Chu Feng swung the purple bamboo again, shattering the weapon and causing a massive explosion in the area. Some people didn't even have time to scream before they turned into a mist of blood.

Only one person managed to flee in a hurry beforehand. However, Chu Feng merely pointed the purple bamboo at them, and from a great distance in space, they exploded with a "poof," utterly vulnerable before the saint artifact.

"Kill!"

"Flee!"

The remaining powerhouses from various clans had vastly different attitudes: some fought desperately, while others wanted to flee, but all were fighting for their lives, just to survive.

Pfff, pfff, pfff!

The old monsters from the Celestial Race and their followers were caught by Chu Feng. With a sweep of the purple bamboo, saintly power permeated the area, and he blew them all apart.

This was a massacre!

The Corpse Race, Spirit Race, and large numbers of their followers all met the same fate, blown apart as the purple bamboo swept past them.

Of course, Chu Feng also paid a heavy price. His entire body was covered in cracks from the shockwaves of their powerful weapons. Several times he was almost engulfed by the Violet Crystal Heavenly Lightning, nearly disintegrating. If not for his incredible speed and the unique nature of his Human King body, he might truly have met his demise here.

The battle was not over; there were still a few stragglers, but their situation was grim. The planet had disintegrated, and some were on the verge of death from the violent energy shockwaves.

"Hmm?!" Suddenly, Chu Feng felt an immense sense of crisis. He was utterly terrified, his hair stood on end, and his scalp felt like it was about to explode.

"Cosmic Express!" He immediately sent a signal. This was a secret agreement he had made with the Heaven-Reaching Wormhole Company as a VIP, ensuring a wormhole was always ready for him, capable of opening in an instant during a life-or-death crisis.

Of course, having the Heaven-Reaching Wormhole Company constantly monitor and escort him, ready to open a wormhole at any time, came at an exorbitant price.

However, out of caution and some inexplicable premonition, Chu Feng was still willing to pay this price and be exploited by them.

Previously, Yao Yao had already warned him, and he himself had felt an inexplicable premonition, so he had been on guard. The moment the shadow of death appeared, he didn't hesitate to activate this command.

With a hum, a super wormhole appeared, and Chu Feng immediately rushed into it, as fast as lightning, using the fastest speed of his life!

Behind him, a massive finger, immense and terrifying, radiating overwhelming vital energy, pointed towards him, powerful enough to crush entire mountain ranges.

It was not much smaller than many small asteroids; this finger was truly enormous!

If Chu Feng hadn't rushed into the wormhole, he would surely have been hit by that finger. Given his severely injured body, which was covered in cracks, he would most likely have exploded on the spot.

At the same time, a terrifying crimson war spear, appearing to drip blood, pierced through space, reaching the opened wormhole in an instant. It erupted with astonishing divine light, almost piercing through Chu Feng, its pseudo-saint aura, once unleashed, was incomparable.

This was not a saint artifact activated by the Golden Body expert from earlier, but a true pseudo-saint, wielding a powerful weapon, descending to kill Chu Feng—and they were not an alien!

A third person appeared, with a colossal fist larger than a mountain, emitting dazzling green light. It shattered the two remaining moons of this ruined area, causing them to explode into dust on the spot, and then extended towards the wormhole.

This was a sure kill. If the wormhole hadn't appeared and several pseudo-saints had descended with such an onslaught, Chu Feng's almost disintegrating body certainly couldn't have withstood it; he would have been blasted apart.

This was a deadly trap designed to annihilate Chu Feng, giving him no chance to survive. On this day, when there were supposedly no saints, several pseudo-saints had appeared, making it indeed a sure kill.

Chu Feng couldn't even be sure if a true saint would appear.

If it were only pseudo-saints, and his body wasn't on the verge of collapsing and disintegrating, he would dare to fight intensely, leveraging his status as a grandmaster of domain theory.

But he retreated. He was severely injured by the Violet Crystal Heavenly Lightning, and his current situation was extremely dire.

Currently, his internal organs had not yet healed and were full of cracks; his heart had even been pierced, not to mention the state of his physical body.

"I'll heal my injuries, then settle scores with you. I'm going to become a pseudo-saint!" Chu Feng secretly made this plan.

"Damn it, there was actually a wormhole! He was supposed to die!" In that ruined place, a figure enveloped in hazy light said coldly, filled with unwillingness.

They were just one step away from killing Chu Feng, but their efforts fell short. The appearance of the wormhole completely disrupted all their plans.

"Find someone to study it, try to estimate where the wormhole leads, and launch a cross-stellar pursuit!" someone said coldly, looking at the vanished wormhole with a mix of helplessness and indignation.

The more Chu Feng thought about his escape, the more serious the situation seemed. A group of dormant old fogeys had emerged, and pseudo-saints had united to kill him; perhaps even true saints were involved. He felt he had to treat this seriously and cautiously.

"Whoosh!" After rushing out of the wormhole, Chu Feng didn't hesitate and shouted again, "Heaven-Reaching Express!" He opened another wormhole and vanished from the spot.

He changed his position several times, heading directly far away.

"Extra, extra! Chu Feng, the great devil, was ambushed and nearly met his demise in space, attacked by a coalition of races, with a saint making a move to kill him!"

It must be said that the Black Blood Platform was immensely powerful; it surprisingly got the news immediately, even capturing some blurry footage with its Heavenly Eye.

It should be known that neither Chu Feng nor those individuals broadcasted this event live, so the fact that the Black Blood Platform still had such means was astonishing.

Then, people saw footage of Chu Feng obliterating his enemies and also the scene of the pseudo-saint's colossal fist shattering two moons. Everyone was terrified.

"Although it was a declining region, with few rules and less stable mountains," people commented, "it's still not easy to blast a planet apart like that."

"Indeed, saint-level power was used. This time, the commotion was too great."

There was heated discussion across the universe, and people knew that new troubles were brewing. Now someone was targeting Chu Feng, intending to hunt him down, which was highly unusual.

The Great Dream Pure Land reacted immediately, severely reprimanding several clans for openly hunting down their son-in-law. Such behavior was too egregious, they asserted. Was this an act of war?

However, these clans had also gone all out, losing all sense of shame. They protested vehemently, claiming that Chu Feng had actively attacked their forces and that they had grouped together for self-preservation. Yet, Chu Feng, the great devil, was too malicious and still killed all of them. They declared that such bloodthirsty and demonic acts demanded an explanation, and they denounced Chu Feng.

As for the Corpse Race, they were even more powerful, ranking higher in the universe and far stronger than the Celestial Race. They sternly warned Chu Feng that he must come to their doorstep to apologize, or else they would pursue him relentlessly, to the death!

At the same time, the Corpse Race ignored the Great Dream Pure Land's statements. They even intimidated the Great Dream Pure Land, telling them to shut up, or else, if the Corpse Race, one of the top ten, became enraged, blood would flow like rivers, and corpses would litter the stars.

For a while, the old monsters in the Great Dream Pure Land were furious, each of them incensed. It was one thing for the other clans to deny responsibility, but for the Corpse Race to be so domineering and threaten them in return was truly infuriating and detestable.

"Chu Feng, apologize to us, or this matter isn't over!"

"You must come to our doorstep and beg for our forgiveness! You executioner, randomly killing innocents with a cruel temperament, you owe us a sincere apology—come here and confess your sins!"

The Spirit Race, Mechanical Race, Xilin Clan, and Sky Stabber, among others, were all making such demands.

The Corpse Race was even more incredibly domineering, proclaiming that if Chu Feng didn't come to confess his sins, they would destroy anyone connected to him they encountered in the future—tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.

Such brazenness and demands enraged the old monsters of the Great Dream Pure Land.

As for the group of great demons from Kunlun, they couldn't hold back; each one was seething with rage. These people had set up a deadly trap for Chu Feng, intending to kill him, and yet they shamelessly dared to twist facts so openly. It was truly detestable.

On Planet Asgard, the silver-haired loli hugged an old man's arm, shaking it repeatedly and pouting. "Fifth Uncle," she pleaded, "hurry and save Chu Feng! You need to speak up and warn those shameless people. They're too despicable, twisting black and white like this, it's infuriating."

The old man shook his head and said, "What reason do I have to rescue him? What right do I have to issue a warning? He's the son-in-law of the Great Dream Pure Land, not ours."

"But he is Wu Lunhui! He's my brother-in-law!" she exclaimed. "Fifth Uncle, can you just stand by and watch these clans bully the saintess of our Asgardian Race's partner? This is a provocation! So what if it's the Corpse Race? Just swat them dead! The Great Dream Pure Land can't beat them, but our Asgardian Race isn't afraid. If they don't comply, we'll suppress them all!"

The silver-haired loli rolled her big eyes, expressing her great displeasure.

However, the old man was even more annoyed. "And you!" he exclaimed. "The Righteous and Valiant Reincarnation King is actually the great devil Chu Feng! How are we, the Asgardian Race, supposed to face this? It's absurd to announce that saintesses from two families are marrying one person!"

Ying Xiaoxiao mumbled softly, "Fifth Uncle, you're not going back on your word, are you? That wouldn't be good. We've already announced to the public that my sister is marrying Wu Lunhui. If you change your mind, it'll be an even greater blow to our Asgardian Race."

The old man sighed, looking up at the sky. "The trouble is right here. We really shouldn't have spread the word earlier. Now that we've chosen our son-in-law, we have to accept him, even with tears, or else our Asgardian Race would become a laughingstock!"

"Then hurry and save him!" Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up. She urged him to warn the Corpse Race and others, making them realize who was stronger.

"We said she's marrying Wu Lunhui, but we don't necessarily have to act on it," the old man countered. "Marrying in name is enough. It's best if he can't make it; then we'll just announce that they're married. We don't need a specific person. If Chu Feng is intercepted and killed by outsiders in space, then it's fate, proving he isn't strong enough. We'll just let nature take its course."

"Huh? That's unfair to my sister, marrying an invisible person, a mere wisp of air. That's too sad!" Ying Xiaoxiao exclaimed, growing anxious.

"Why do I feel like it's not your sister who wants to get married, but you?" the old man eyed her suspiciously.

"What are you talking about!"

Then, the news spread that the Asgardian Race would soon hold the wedding of Wu Lunhui and Ying Zhexian.

This was naturally a major event. Evolutionaries from all races were eager, wanting to see how Chu Feng's and Wu Lunhui's identities would naturally transition.

"Don't even dream of getting married! With us here, if you try to enter the Asgardian Race, we'll just blast you to bits!"

In the starry sky, a pseudo-saint sneered.

Somewhere in the starry sky, Chu Feng was assaulting the pseudo-saint realm. He felt he should be able to break through. Once he crossed this chasm, he would go and slaughter those people. Weren't the so-called Corpse Race, Spirit Race, Nether Race, and Xilin Clan demanding that he come to their doorstep to apologize? Then he would pay them a visit and see who would be afraid, who would be terrified, and who would kill whom!

Of course, he still had to go to the Asgardian Race.