Chapter 912: Bleeding Great Dream Pure Land

A surge of heat coursed through every inch of Chu Feng's body, rushing to his head, making him tremble with tension and furious rage.

"Chu Feng, calm down. This could be a trap. Someone might have set a snare, waiting to ambush you if you go there!"

Young Lady Xi contacted him instantly, fearing he would impulsively walk into a trap. Her flying saucer hadn't traveled far, and she had just seen the explosive news in the starry sky.

"I haven't even left yet! I was just about to look for you; lend me the Heavenly Dao Umbrella!" Chu Feng gnashed his teeth, an uncontainable killing intent surging through the starry sky. He yearned to rush to the Great Dream Pure Land immediately.

He knew something terrible must have happened at the Great Dream Pure Land; otherwise, such news wouldn't have been leaked.

Simultaneously, his heart pounded with dread. Considering the words of both Qin Luoyin and the old monster from the Great Dream Pure Land, he truly trembled, gripped by an ominous premonition.

At that moment, his heart was filled with extreme anxiety, frustration, and rage.

Almost immediately, a flying saucer descended. The Heavenly Dao Umbrella, swirling with chaotic energy, materialized and landed in his hand.

"Heaven-Reaching Wormhole!" Chu Feng roared, immediately contacting them via his optical computer, intent on crossing to the other side of the starry sky.

"You really shouldn't go like this. What if it's a trap? They'd just be waiting for you to walk right into it!" Young Lady Xi cautioned.

However, the super wormhole had already opened. The Heaven-Reaching Company reacted instantly, having already established a passage for Chu Feng.

"If I don't go, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. If I'm tricked, I might regret it for a while!"

Chu Feng charged directly into the wormhole, resolute and fearless, heading straight for the Great Dream Pure Land!

"I'll go get Old Hei and the others!" Young Lady Xi called out.

"Don't!" Chu Feng didn't stop, accelerating his departure, but his mental projection conveyed a strong and serious warning.

"I have the Heavenly Dao Umbrella, capable of annihilating even Saints. I am inherently invincible unless a Heavenly Reflection-level expert appears. But if such a figure arrives, even if Old Hei brings the Demon Ancestor's Cauldron, it will be utterly useless!"

Chu Feng sternly warned them not to follow.

Moreover, though seething with fury, he had not lost his composure. He would not rush blindly to his death, nor would he allow his enemies to succeed.

Almost instantly, Chu Feng traversed the wormhole, appearing in the outer reaches of the Great Dream Star. With a flicker, he vanished, using extreme movement techniques to descend towards the planet's surface, meticulously concealing his presence.

Concurrently, he activated his optical computer again, scanning for relevant information to understand the latest developments.

The starry sky was abuzz with activity. Both the Black Blood Platform and the Primal Beast Platform were flooded with photos, and even short video clips, of the events.

People from the Great Dream Pure Land had desperately called for help, and some disciples had livestreamed the catastrophe as it unfolded, leaving behind their final words. The content was incredibly gruesome.

At this moment, the entire starry sky was in shock, and many trembled with fear. This was the Great Dream Pure Land, a super-evolutionary civilization ranked among the top ten, yet it had suffered such a catastrophic massacre. Invaders had arrived, slaughtering everyone in their path and annihilating all who resisted!

Chu Feng's eyes turned bloodshot upon seeing this.

The mountain gate lay in ruins, the pure land stained with blood, amidst shattered walls and rubble. Many had died, including familiar Golden Body-level old monsters and elite young disciples from the sect. Corpses littered the Pure Land; everywhere he looked, there were bodies.

Someone had risked their life to record this footage, which was then transmitted across the star sea for all to see, naturally sparking an immense outcry.

Everyone wanted to know: who had done this? It was incredibly brutal and terrifying, a complete obliteration – a true bloodbath of the Great Dream Pure Land.

Even with his killing intent surging and blood boiling with rage, Chu Feng forcibly restrained himself, preventing any premature energy fluctuations. He was rapidly approaching the Great Dream Pure Land.

Meanwhile, in the starry sky, both the Primal Beast Platform and the Black Blood Platform captured subsequent footage. The Great Dream Pure Land had been thoroughly drenched in blood. The two platforms threw caution to the wind, deploying "Heavenly Eyes" one after another to capture every detail on the ground.

People witnessed a small squad, fewer than ten individuals, utterly destroy the Great Dream Pure Land, leading to immense devastation. The combined number of direct lineage, inner, and outer disciples alone exceeded one hundred thousand!

Now, along their path lay countless corpses: dismembered torsos, severed heads, and crimson stains everywhere. Many had died with their eyes wide open.

This was truly horrific. Was a Dao lineage, with a glorious heritage spanning millions of years, truly being completely annihilated?

Even during these unusual times, when there were no "Reflecting Heavens"-level giants presiding and a shortage of Saints, such a massacre still sent shockwaves across the star sea. This was an unprecedented storm, a world-shaking thunderclap that sent shivers down the spines of all races!

Why had this happened? Who was responsible for such a brutal and vicious act?

"Everyone calls Chu Feng a great devil, yet he didn't even exterminate his sworn enemies, like the Heavenly God Race and Xilin Race who destroyed Earth; he spared the general populace. But this team, fewer than ten individuals, just wiped out an entire sect and lineage. Their malevolence is truly immense."

Then, people were horrified to discover a woman smiling into the camera. She was beautiful, even enchanting, but also terrifying.

She wore a flamboyant red battle suit, her hands covered in unwashed, unwiped bloodstains. A few streaks of blood also adorned her face, radiating an indescribable wildness and pure malice.

"Who are you, and why do you seek to destroy my Great Dream Pure Land?"

Deep within the Pure Land, two of the three Saints lay dead, their demise horrific. One was utterly annihilated, another headless, their very soul-light extinguished.

The last surviving old Saint had been bisected at the waist, his spiritual energy fading, clearly on the brink of death.

"Oh, you think we have a vendetta, don't you? You believe this is a death trap, using you as a focal point to ambush others from all sides and trigger a larger scheme? You're overthinking it. We came here today for one reason: to purely exterminate you and take your clan's breathing technique. That's all."

Finally, someone spoke. The man's spiritual fluctuations were so potent they cracked nearby mountains, sending rocks tumbling and shattering numerous spiritual herbs.

Far away, deep in the cosmos, on a golden gourd, several men and women stood side by side, conversing.

"It's both surprising and delightful. This universe holds fragments of some ancient and remarkable breathing techniques from our Yang Realm. If we were the only ones here, we'd simply wipe everything out and take them all. What a pity; we're not the only disciples present. If we were to exterminate the Buddhist Race or the Dao Race, for instance, the Dao Race and Buddhist Race in the Yang Realm likely wouldn't ignore it."

"Well, it's fortunate that we were the first to discover the Great Dream Pure Land. Our subordinates have already secured it. This is the paramount legacy of a once-glorious grand sect from the Yang Realm, which perished during a particular historical epoch. There's no need to worry about karmic repercussions. Although these are incomplete methods, they hold immense research value."

"Indeed, what a surprise. A mass grave, a stench-filled burial ground, yet it yields these 'pearls.' We should try to collect a few."

This, without a doubt, was the source of the Great Dream Pure Land's calamity. If the inhabitants of the Yin Realm Universe were to learn of this, they wouldn't know whether to feel rage or sorrow.

"Indeed, those we've subdued from the Chaotic Universe are quite useful. I hadn't expected them to complete the task so swiftly. Big Heavenly Hound, Little Heavenly Hound, search the starry sky thoroughly for any clues regarding the Yang Realm artifacts we truly desire."

On the yellow gourd, the four individuals remained composed, instructing the two divine hounds to begin their search.

"Pathetic. What good is such a Dao lineage, or such a breathing technique?" the glamorous woman in the red battle suit muttered softly within the Great Dream Pure Land.

"Say no more. Since orders have come from above, we simply obey. If we perform well, we can go to the Yang Realm!" a middle-aged man stated, radiating killing intent. He was responsible for the deaths of both Saints.

Chu Feng arrived, charging into the Great Dream Pure Land. His hair glowed as if burning, his eyes wide with fury. Everywhere he looked, he saw only blood and countless prostrate corpses.

It was an utterly horrific sight. Even though he had been through numerous battles, he had never personally witnessed such methodical slaughter. The only memory that rivaled this level of gore and despair was seeing the Starry Sky Knights hunt down the women, children, and elderly of Earth's lineage on the Moon.

"We hail from the Chaotic Universe, searching for ancient texts for certain esteemed elders. We've taken a liking to your Great Dream Pure Land's cultivation method; that's all. We'll simply take it today." A purple-haired youth spoke, gazing down at the prostrate old Saint.

The old man, bisected at the waist, lay on the ground, blood gushing from his wound.

He struggled several times but couldn't rise. His life force was rapidly fading, and terrifying energy raged within him, destroying his vitality and suppressing his power. He knew he was dying.

But he was consumed by unyielding defiance. He spat out a mouthful of blood, incensed by the purple-haired youth's words. What kind of bandit's reasoning was this? Was the Great Dream Pure Land to be annihilated simply because it was deemed insignificant in their eyes? Should even gods be destroyed if they are bullied?

The purple-haired youth then spoke indifferently, saying, "Furthermore, I also have a personal grievance that brought me here. My friend, Luo Yong, one of the nine Minor Saints of the Chaotic Universe, died in your hands. Therefore, we have no choice but to slaughter your entire lineage, making you a collective sacrifice to him and burying your entire Dao tradition."

He spoke with utter nonchalance, as if it were of no consequence, his eyes filled with heartless indifference. It was as if he were addressing scarecrows, not treating them as equals.

"You..." The old Saint of the Great Dream Pure Land gasped, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood in his fury.

"Yes, I am Wu Chengtian, a Minor Saint of the Chaotic Universe. I may not have killed ten thousand, but certainly over eight thousand disciples of your Great Dream Pure Land. When you descend, tell them I was responsible."

The purple-haired youth, Wu Chengtian, added indifferently.

At that moment, the glamorous young woman in the red battle suit licked her crimson lips and said, "Brother Luo Yong, rest in peace. I have avenged you. I always admired you, and I knew your feelings for me. Today, I've purged everyone here with their own blood for you!"

Her smile was sensual, yet utterly chilling.

Wu Chengtian spoke again, "Oh, and Chu Feng, have you witnessed the tragedy unfolding here under this starry sky? I intend to kill your wife, Qin Luoyin, and exterminate your infant son. Do you have any objections? This isn't a death trap designed for you specifically; it's simply to kill them. How do you feel after seeing this? Are you enraged? But you can't change anything. If you dare come here, you'll be killed as well!"

"Oh, I struck the Saintess of the Great Dream Pure Land with a palm, blasting straight through her body. She should be dead, shouldn't she?" At this, the enchanting woman in red smiled, "And to think, even as she lay dying, she was still instructing others not to contact you, hoping to give you the illusion that she was safe and well. How considerate of her! So, Chu Feng, have you received the news? I'd very much like to kill you too, hehe..."