Chapter 888: Slaughtering the Saint Conference

“Ah…” Yan Kun screamed, plummeting from the sky. Covered in blood, he was a gruesome sight.

The crystal-clear purple bamboo, like a javelin, impaled Yan Kun. With a thud, it pinned him to a spiritual mountain, causing the entire mountain to explode.

This was no ordinary bamboo. Born on the edge of a chaotic thunder-storm, it had nine sections and had grown for ninety thousand years, acquiring a hint of innate spiritual energy.

Among holy artifacts, it was top-tier!

Yan Kun wailed, utterly unable to withstand such a killing intent. His impaled back disintegrated and collapsed, until, with a wet crunch, most of his physical body shattered.

He was indeed a Quasi-Saint, but he couldn't withstand the impact of such a treasure among holy artifacts. His soul-light was severely damaged, disintegrating and collapsing.

With a whoosh, Chu Feng swooped down, retrieved the nine-section purple bamboo, and stepped on Yan Kun's mangled remains. Shaking his head, he sighed, “Is this the so-called ancient divine son, the Corpse Race expert who dared to contend with Yaoyao? Not impressive at all. I bet Yaoyao just slapped you dead back then!”

Silence fell over the surroundings, as people were utterly stunned by his methods. Out of four Quasi-Saints in total, three had already been killed, and this divine son was also about to meet his end.

This Wu Lunhui, looking barely in his teens with a tender face, was simply defying the heavens.

Of course, he was likely Chu Feng; everyone agreed. But even so, he was only in his twenties, capable of slaughtering Quasi-Saints?

Some sighed, marveling at how monstrous and abnormal the prodigies emerging from Earth were. This was practically a second Yaoyao!

Yan Kun's face flushed crimson. He had been killed by Yaoyao, Earth's chosen one, back then, and now he had fallen into the hands of someone from the Earth lineage again – a minor devil from a rogue background – who had dispatched him cleanly and efficiently.

Although he had lost his ancient memories, he had long heard others recount the past. Now, he was filled with shame, indignation, and anger.

In terms of strength, he could have exchanged dozens of blows with Chu Feng, but today, his luck was terrible, and he was directly incapacitated like this.

“You Corpse Race are despicable! You want to snatch my dao companion, Wu Lunhui's dao companion, by proposing marriage to the Sub-Immortal Race, thus humiliating me? Go to hell!” Chu Feng roared.

With a bang, he stomped down, crushing Yan Kun into pieces!

It wasn't that Yan Kun didn't want to resist, but the purple bamboo was pressed against the back of his head. This powerful holy artifact had already restrained him.

At the same time, Chu Feng gently swung the purple bamboo, and with a soft pop, completely annihilated Yan Kun's soul-light, destroying both his form and spirit.

From the moment Chu Feng began his attack until its end, it was merely an instant. Everything concluded, and several Quasi-Saints were utterly destroyed, leaving a profound impact.

“Today, I am truly ashamed. People call me the Righteous King Lunhui, yet I have taken lives today. This is truly regrettable,” Chu Feng mused, holding the purple bamboo.

Everyone: “Pfft!”

It's not your first time killing, and yet you put on such a compassionate act. Besides, who doesn't know you're the great devil Chu Feng? Why bother pretending?

We thought you were truly righteous and honorable. We already know who you are and your true nature!

“Everyone, I truly am Wu Lunhui, not the honest and kind Divine King Chu,” Chu Feng explained, waving the purple bamboo with a seemingly sincere expression.

“Hmph, still pretending. Who doesn't know that purple bamboo was obtained by Chu Feng after he killed Luo Yong, a minor saint from beyond the realm, in the Great Dream Pure Land? You have such thick skin!”

Someone muttered softly. Of course, these weren't hostile forces; they were more neutral and harbored no malice, otherwise, they would genuinely fear Chu Feng's retribution.

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng's face instantly fell. He had seen those people using holy artifacts, gotten overly excited in the moment, and brought out the purple-gold bamboo, revealing his identity.

However, even if the entire universe knew, his thick skin was boundless. He still stubbornly denied it, saying, “This was lent to me by the honest and kind Divine King Chu. From this, you can see how benevolent and righteous Chu Feng is!”

This was the word everyone wanted to curse: “shameless.” Can anyone really boast about themselves like that?

“The devil Chu Feng is here! Where is he? Haha... He's truly walked into a trap! Kill him!”

Just then, loud laughter echoed from outer space, shaking the planet as figures rapidly descended from beyond the realm, approaching the colossal city.

“Heh heh, he's finally appeared! Fellow daoists of the Corpse Race, surely you haven't finished him already? There's no commotion!”

“Hold your fire! Let this old man slowly torture him! How can someone who dares to be an enemy of my Spirit Race have a peaceful end?!”

From beyond the realm, it wasn't just one or two Quasi-Saints, but seven arrived at once, belonging to different races.

This was an allied force, hailing from the Heavenly God Race, Xilin Race, Underworld Race, Spirit Race, Machine Race, Thorned Sky Race, and others.

Evidently, they hadn't grasped the situation. After receiving the news on their optical computers, they rushed over, eager to brutalize Chu Feng, completely unaware of the actual outcome.

Previously, they had been in the cosmos, hiding deep in outer space, fearing Chu Feng might stealthily infiltrate Immortal Planet from the starry sky. They had been waiting in outer space to ambush him.

Upon receiving news of Chu Feng's appearance, they began their journey. There was a time lag during this period, so they had no idea of the current outcome.

“What's going on?” The Heavenly God Race's Quasi-Saint was instantly terrified. He was powerful and had sensed something was wrong while still high in the sky, wearing an expression of dread.

“Haha, why have you stopped? The devil Chu Feng actually dared to infiltrate Immortal Planet. His death day is here! What are you waiting for?” The Machine Race's Quasi-Saint laughed, his metallic body gleaming.

In the cosmic sea of stars, things had already erupted.

This was because everyone had witnessed Wu Lunhui slaughtering saints, killing four grand masters. They were all shocked and dumbfounded; the entire starry sky was in an uproar.

They had never seen such a fierce young man!

And now, in various agitated parts of the universe, when people saw the current live broadcast, they were once again speechless, one after another, mourning these newly arrived Quasi-Saints.

Were they seeking death?

Soon, they understood. These seven Quasi-Saints, in their haste to travel, certainly hadn't had time to watch the latest broadcasts and news, and therefore knew nothing.

“Hmm? The aura of fallen Quasi-Saints!” In the sky, the seven Quasi-Saints finally realized something was amiss. The entire ground was silent, and many cultivators were staring at them as if they had seen ghosts.

At the same time, they also saw pools of blood and the residual energy fluctuations of Quasi-Saints.

“Where's Yan Kun? And the other fellow daoists of the Corpse Race?” The Xilin Race's Quasi-Saint's hair stood on end. His body had stopped flying and then began to retreat, wanting to instantly leave the planet.

“Since you miss them so much, go and reunite!” Chu Feng boomed, tearing through the void and shooting into the sky. At this moment, he held nothing back, activating his Human King bloodline, holding the nine-section purple bamboo, and with the Soul Bell hovering above his head, ready to obliterate them.

After activating his Human King blood, his hair glowed blue, and his entire body was enveloped in a dazzling azure divine light, exceptionally brilliant and resplendent.

“Wu Lunhui, the devil Chu Feng!” yelled the Underworld Race's Quasi-Saint.

They were shocked, finding it almost impossible to believe. Such a young Quasi-Saint had just emerged out of nowhere?!

“This is simply a second Yaoyao from ancient times! Kill him! We absolutely cannot give him a chance to grow! Fellow daoists, let us join forces to slay this devil!”

“Yes, stifle this genius, cover the sky with one hand! The so-called Earth remnant trying to rise up? Impossible!”

Some people shouted in agreement.

However, despite their brave words, their bodies acted in stark contrast; almost everyone was flying and tunneling away, desperately trying to escape.

These old guys were slipperier and more afraid of death than the last. Having already discovered the tragic deaths of the four Corpse Race Quasi-Saints, they understood everything: this devil was too brutal to be resisted.

Their shouts were merely an attempt to urge others forward, to obstruct Chu Feng and buy themselves time to escape.

Like a streak of lightning, Chu Feng transformed into a blue light, striking first despite starting later, cutting off their escape routes. He first aimed for the Xilin Race member with lethal intent. The purple bamboo spun, creating a deafening hum, and the entire world trembled violently.

After activating his Human King blood, his terrifying blue sacred domain suppressed everything around. The Xilin Race's Quasi-Saint's face immediately changed, and he resisted with all his might.

But tragically, the other six immediately bolted towards outer space; not a single one helped him.

“Pfft!”

In the end, the Xilin Race's Quasi-Saint was blasted apart by Chu Feng after just a few moves, turning into a rain of blood.

Chu Feng vanished, pursuing and striking the Heavenly God Race's Quasi-Saint. Simultaneously, with a flick of his hand, he instantly hurled the Diamond Choker with all his might.

Additionally, the Starry Sky Mother Gold Bracelet also spun rapidly, soaring towards another individual.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

At the same moment, his soul-light erupted, sweeping across outer space. He unleashed the Light of Yin and Yang, part of the divine arts from the Seven Treasures Marvelous Technique.

Thump, thump!

Both bracelets struck their targets, blasting through two Quasi-Saints, sending blood splattering, but neither of them died.

The Light of Yin and Yang also directly blocked several of them, preventing their escape.

“Ah...”

Meanwhile, the restrained Heavenly God Race's Quasi-Saint shrieked. Under Chu Feng's frenzied assault, he was struck by the purple bamboo until he exploded, dying tragically in outer space.

“Everyone, go to hell and reunite!” Chu Feng declared, overflowing with killing intent, as he unleashed a slaughter in outer space.

“Kill!” The remaining five trembled. They couldn't escape. This fiend was too ferocious; they could only grit their teeth and fight him to the death.

Unfortunately, it was a one-sided massacre. Once the great devil Chu Feng successfully advanced, he consistently swept aside opponents in the same realm, facing little resistance.

The Quasi-Saint realm was unfathomable, but Chu Feng had achieved sainthood through his physical body, treading the path of ultimate might. Coupled with the Human King bloodline's amplification, he was more than capable of traversing the stellar sea, undefeated among his peers.

In the end, their so-called devil-slaying and alliance became a tragedy, directly turning into a saint-slaughtering convention.

These were eleven Quasi-Saints, all killed by Chu Feng alone; not a single one escaped!

In recent days, these factions had continuously provoked him, threatening to make the great devil Chu Feng apologize by bearing thorns, and even resorted to underhanded tactics like proposing marriage to the Sub-Immortal Race, all to force him out. The result was their complete annihilation.

At this moment, the star sea was in an absolute frenzy!

“Hey, I really am Wu Lunhui! This bamboo was lent to me by Brother Chu Feng!” Chu Feng muttered, still trying to explain.

Damn it!

The people on Immortal Planet wanted to curse. You've killed everyone, slaughtered eleven Quasi-Saints, and you can still be more shameless? Openly lying through your teeth!

Just then, a powerful Saintly aura emerged, descending upon Immortal Planet.

“Hmm, another one?!” Chu Feng squinted, ready to kill thoroughly.

“Little friend Chu Feng, don't misunderstand!” someone called out from the sky.

“I am Wu Lunhui!” Chu Feng emphasized.

“Right, you are Wu Lunhui, my mistake,” said a benevolent-looking old man. The more he looked at Chu Feng, the more he liked him, only to finally sigh and add, “If only you truly were Wu Lunhui, and not Chu Feng.”

Chu Feng rolled his eyes. How could this old man be just like him, with such incomplete disguises?

“Indeed, I am a Quasi-Saint from the Sub-Immortal Race. I am here to declare that the Corpse Race and others actually dared to propose marriage to my race, knowing full well that the Banished Immortal has already chosen a dao companion. This is a provocation against my race. Anyone who dares to spout nonsense again, beware! My Sub-Immortal Race will dispatch troops to your doorstep and eradicate you!”

When the old man made this declaration, people were immediately shocked. The Sub-Immortal Race was indeed domineering and confident. And at the same time, they were already beginning to protect their son-in-law?!

Chu Feng was also stunned, caught by surprise upon hearing this.

Then, without a shred of shame, he spoke, “Elder, that was perfectly said! Great minds think alike. Quickly gather the experts of the Sub-Immortal Race and come with me! We'll go to their doorsteps, one by one, and wipe them all out!”