Chapter 1349: Sweeping Across Thousands of Troops

What was it he heard? A young saint dared to be so arrogant and boastful, telling him to beg for mercy and call him ‘Grandpa’!

Yuanling was already seething with humiliation, having had his Celestial Venerable cultivation crippled by Yu Shang. Now, even a mere saint dared to speak to him like this. This was truly courting death.

He trembled with rage, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood. A trickle of crimson stained the corner of his mouth, though this was primarily due to the severe injuries inflicted by Yu Shang.

“Insect,” Yuanling said, “how dare you speak to me like this? Today, I will refine your soul light ten thousand times. You won’t even be able to die if you wish.”

Yuanling spoke, his voice sounding as if it came from the Nine Netherworld, incredibly cold and piercing, sending shivers down the spines of everyone on the entire battlefield.

“Stop spouting nonsense. How do you want to die? Crawl over here,” Chu Feng said, walking directly from the entrance towards the depths of the secret realm.

Yuanling truly felt like he was going to vomit blood. He believed this brat didn't know his place and lacked any reverence for someone like him. Killing him directly would be too easy.

However, in the end, he forcefully restrained himself, holding back, because this was a Saint-level secret realm. Theoretically, he couldn't enter it; if he dared to release his true energy, this small world would disintegrate and explode.

Yuanling had already raised his palm, intending to directly smack the youth, breaking his bones and tearing his tendons, leaving him to linger on in agony.

But he forced himself to endure again, fearing he would destroy this secret realm. This made him truly feel like vomiting blood; he couldn't strike freely and had to hold it in, practically suffering internal injuries.

“You crippled Celestial Venerable—no, crippled Divine King—you were already crippled by Senior Yu Shang, and you still come here to show off to me? If you’re not afraid of death, come in! Your grandpa won’t kill you!”

Chu Feng challenged him, truly without any restraint.

Outside, a group of people were dumbfounded.

For a moment, Yuanling considered destroying this small world altogether, striking without any regard.

However, he didn't dare to do so. He was here to obtain the Yu Shang clan’s imprint, which was currently on Cao De, so he had to capture this youth alive.

“I will personally apprehend you and place you inside the Nine Nether Ghost Lamp, to serve as its wick and burn your true soul for a thousand years!”

Yuanling truly entered.

“I warn you, your grandpa is a Great Saint, invincible in this secret realm.”

Chu Feng didn't attack directly, looking rather lazy and adopting a condescending posture, looking down on Yuanling.

“Damn you to death!” Yuanling truly couldn’t stand it, feeling an impulse to immediately destroy him.

No matter what, he was once a Celestial Venerable. Even if his cultivation was crippled and he fell to the Divine King realm, he wasn't someone anyone could treat lightly. What if he was a Great Saint? Would a being who had comprehended the Celestial Venerable and Divine King realms truly be afraid?

He didn't want to say more now. He felt that conversing with this muddle-headed, foolish Great Saint was beneath his dignity.

However, at this moment, he didn't need to be irritable anymore.

Because, someone in the distance shouted, “Revered Ancestor, we have arrived!”

At the end of the horizon, a group of people appeared, some still clad in Mother Gold, indicating their distinguished status. They were ancient elders of the Yuan clan, Celestial Venerables, and more than one of them!

Behind the three Celestial Venerables followed a group of young people, ranging from Saints to Divine Kings.

A divine rainbow extended directly to the entrance of the secret realm, carrying more than a dozen young people to this spot, where they entered the small world.

“Hmm, did you bring the ultimate weapons?” Yuanling asked.

The arrival of the Yuan family allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, with other clans’ Celestial Venerables also present on this battlefield and him being crippled, the situation would be very bad if those people tried to seize the imprint.

Outside, some people's expressions changed. The so-called ultimate weapons were instruments nurtured with the spiritual essence of senior grand sages from families that had produced Great Cosmos-level experts. Such items were the most terrifying.

This was because these weapons would be refined to their absolute limit within their respective domains.

For example, a Great Cosmos-level being, while alive, might do this to leave more heritage for their family.

They would choose various rare materials to forge weapons for different cultivation stages, ranging from Golden Body to Saint, Divine King, and Mighty One, among others—everything imaginable.

Such weapons, without a doubt, could be called ultimate artifacts.

Because they were imbued with the spiritual essence of a Great Cosmos-level expert, it was akin to bestowing life upon these weapons.

Even ordinary iron, after being nurtured by a Great Cosmos-level being, could gain sentience, let alone weapons forged from rare materials.

Such weapons, within their respective domains, could kill Great Saints, Great Divine Kings, and even Great Celestial Venerables!

They were truly that domineering.

However, it made sense; otherwise, what would be the point of a Great Cosmos-level being expending so much effort and spiritual essence to nurture a weapon?

The items they left behind were naturally not ordinary, but beyond the limits.

“It’s truly not easy. All the clan’s ultimate weapons have grown into higher-level domains. Only four Saint-realm weapons were left. This was because our ancestors realized that when entering certain special secret realms, where one might need to suppress their own realm, these lower-realm ultimate weapons would be used, so they deliberately prevented them from growing further.”

One young man said with a laugh, quite at ease. They had come to slay a Great Saint.

These Saint-realm ultimate weapons could also be called Saint-slaying weapons, or sometimes Great Saint weapons, as they were capable of contending with Great Saints.

The more than a dozen young people were considered the absolute elite of the Yuan family. At the very least, no one in the clan's Saint realm was stronger than them; they were all the carefully cultivated crystallization of the clan's efforts.

Such individuals, wielding Saint-slaying weapons, were essentially true Great Saints.

Now, with four ultimate weapons present and wielded by them collectively, it was like having four Great Saints, having come fully prepared.

In fact, some of them were already close to becoming Great Saints themselves. As members of the Yuan family, how could there not have been Great Saints in every generation?

Of course, the absence of Great Saints in this generation wasn't because the clan had weakened. Rather, they had already advanced to higher realms, having produced Great Divine Kings in earlier years.

It was just that they remained in seclusion, generally not appearing in public, unknown to the people of the Yang Realm.

“Heh heh, Great Saints are not invincible. Cao De, do you wish to submit to us, or choose death?” one young man chuckled, but his tone grew aggressive towards the end.

Outside, everyone gasped, their expressions changing after learning the origin of the ultimate weapons from the elder generation.

Such items were not something ordinary families could possess; they were undoubtedly the heritage left behind by top-tier families that had produced Great Cosmos-level experts. Other clans couldn't even dream of it.

Chu Feng glanced at them and said, “You all come here and call me ‘Grandpa’ too. Kneel and kowtow alongside that crippled Celestial Venerable.”

“Courting death!” The young members of the Yuan family’s faces darkened. For countless years, whenever their clan emerged, the world would be stirred, and everyone would be wary. Even the appearance of their young prodigies would cause many great clans in the Yang Realm to grow tense. Yet now, someone dared to treat them with such contempt.

Especially since they had come with ultimate weapons, specifically to kill a Great Saint, yet the opponent showed no fear and seemed so confident.

“The Great Saint slaying begins!”

The group of Saints from the Yuan family shouted, brimming with confidence. Four ultimate weapons glowing simultaneously meant four Great Saints were demonstrating their might here. How could they not take down a mere Cao De?

Most importantly, there was also an ancestor who had suppressed his realm to enter. Although his cultivation had fallen to Divine King, he had, after all, comprehended the rules of the Celestial Venerable level. Surely, even if he sealed himself to the Saint level, he would still have means to subdue a Great Saint.

“Go, guard the exit. If there's an opportunity, see if you can seize that imprint at the crucial moment,” an ancient elder of the Envoy clan outside whispered. They were secretly discussing, exceptionally keen on that imprint, their hearts filled with excitement.

As for the battlefield, everyone held their breath, because a Great Saint battle was about to erupt in the small world. It was as if several Great Saints were joining forces to suppress and kill Cao De.

“Come, come, come! Let me see what power you rusty scraps of metal possess! If you don’t call me ‘Grandpa,’ then all of you, go to hell!”

Chu Feng roared, taking the lead and entering deeper into the secret realm.

The four weapons glowed with intense brilliance, like four rising suns, exceptionally dazzling and blinding.

One of them was a golden bell, rumbling as its bell waves swept out, devastating everything in their path. It nearly destroyed this small world, threatening to make the secret realm explode at any moment; the area became unstable.

The second weapon was a purple sword embryo, carrying a demonic aura and enveloped in soaring runes. Its sword intent was unparalleled, traversing the secret realm, breaking through everything. Many mountains were severed, and many waterfalls flowed backward as this sword struck towards Chu Feng.

The third weapon was an ancient lamp, very simple in design, but the flame from its wick was a eerie greenish glow, particularly frightening and imbued with the aura of the Nine Nether.

This lamp was terrifying; ghostly flames surged. Energy of this level could directly incinerate Saints and severely wound Great Saints. Calling it an ultimate weapon capable of slaying Great Saints was absolutely no exaggeration.

The fourth weapon was a large black umbrella, obscuring the sky and covering the earth, intending to envelop everything. In a prolonged confrontation, it could injure a Great Saint, and even ultimately slay them.

Weapons nurtured by Great Cosmos-level beings with their spiritual essence revealed their terrifying nature; they were truly awe-inspiring. Theoretically, they could dominate all enemies within their respective domains.

The four weapons were activated, fully revived, emitting terrifying fluctuations that shook the entire secret realm, as various symbols of order intertwined.

Originally, at the Saint level in the Yang Realm, such phenomena were rare, and so many chains of order were difficult to form. But now, the four weapons were no longer subject to this limitation.

“Heh heh, the Great Saint slaying has begun, but we will leave him alive, waiting for him to offer up the imprint,” an ancient elder of the Yuan family outside spoke with a satisfied smile, feeling the aura emanating from the revived ultimate weapons.

“Alright, let all our clan’s youngsters enter, prepare to seek fortune in that secret realm, and drag Cao De out,” another ancient elder said.

The remaining large group of young people from the Yuan family directly entered; their numbers were considerable.

This silenced the other clans and cultivators on the battlefield. The Yuan family was too formidable; who dared to stop them? Were they openly declaring their intention to plunder all fortunes?

Some people sighed in their hearts. The descendant of the Heavenly Emperor had activated his ancestor’s life imprint, but alas, it was merely a fleeting moment, unable to truly suppress and kill the Yuan clan.

Furthermore, people began to have doubts. Had something truly happened to that Heavenly Emperor back then? Was the insufficient spiritual essence of the wisp of Mother Qi he left behind proof of all this?

The large group of young people from the Yuan family all entered the secret realm.

And it was at this moment that many heard earth-shattering collision sounds. Inside the small secret realm, light beams surged as Cao De fiercely confronted the four ultimate weapons, engaging in a grand showdown.

Within the secret realm, light and flames surged. Chu Feng's palm glowed, and a divine spear, formed from energy, appeared. He hurled it into the air, and with a clang, it struck the golden great bell.

“Clang!”

Divine radiance burst from his glabella as he activated the Seven Treasures Divine Art, instantly spiraling out three attributes of energy to directly clash with the purple sword embryo and the black demon umbrella.

At the same time, he raised his fist and directly struck the ancient lamp with its eerie ghostly flame.

A great battle erupted, with the so-called Great Saint slaying underway.

“Hmm, aren’t the four ultimate weapons enough? Can’t they take down one Great Saint?” the Yuan family members outside muttered, dissatisfied.

However, inside the secret realm, the young members of the Yuan family were horrified. Was Cao De going against the heavens? Fighting four ultimate weapons at once was equivalent to simultaneously battling four Great Saints, and he was actually able to hold his ground!

The so-called Great Saint slaying was proving incredibly difficult. In the fierce collisions, sparks flew everywhere, and he actually dared to strike the ultimate weapons with his bare hands!

The group of young people who had just entered the secret realm were dumbfounded. What was this situation?

“They’re just dead objects. Do you really think they’re four living Great Saints? What makes you think you can fight me? All of you, die!”

Chu Feng roared.

He actually grabbed the purple sword embryo with his bare hands, his hands transforming into grinding wheels, crushing it forcefully. Finally, with a cracking sound, cracks appeared on the sword embryo.

“How is this possible?!” At this moment, even Yuanling, who was inside the secret realm, was stunned. Cao De had damaged an ultimate weapon; this was definitely not a Great Saint in the usual sense. What kind of monstrous being was this?!

“Truly tough, indeed worthy of a weapon nurtured by a Great Cosmos-level being. It contains an inexplicable spiritual energy; even ordinary iron would become sentient,” Chu Feng praised.

However, even as he spoke, there was a cracking sound, and he ultimately broke the purple sword embryo. A weapon, rumored to be capable of killing Great Saints, was thus destroyed.

He looked at his hand, which bore a red imprint, nearly bleeding.

“I can’t be bothered to entangle with you any longer. Not only do you have weapons, but I do too. Come, come, come, shatter for me!”

Chu Feng roared, and with a flick of his hand, he conjured the Vajra Bracelet.

The ancient lamp, with its eerie ghostly flame, was originally suppressing and intending to engulf Chu Feng in fire from below. But now, as the Vajra Bracelet appeared, it directly shattered the lamp into pieces.

This was even without him activating the runes inside the Vajra Bracelet, simply operating within the ultimate limits allowed by this secret realm.

But what was this Vajra Bracelet? It was the prototype of a supreme weapon! How could it be resisted? Even the so-called ultimate weapons couldn’t do it!

Next, as the Vajra Bracelet flew out, the golden great bell in the sky also exploded, shattering into fragments.

Almost simultaneously, the black great umbrella also disintegrated, swallowed into the inner ring of the spinning Vajra Bracelet, breaking into pieces and falling to the ground.

“You...”

Some young people cried out in alarm.

“Die!”

Chu Feng roared, activating the Vajra Bracelet. Its inner ring transformed into a black hole, devouring everything furiously. The young people who had been wielding the four ultimate weapons screamed as they were pulled in, disintegrating before even entering the black hole, and then turning into blood mist.

As for the large group of young Yuan clan members who had been ordered to enter later, intending to plunder fortunes, they also met with disaster.

Chu Feng activated the Vajra Bracelet, making it expand and sweep across thousands of troops. It spun forward, and no one could escape it; they were all burst apart by the colossal Vajra Bracelet, leaving behind a field of blood mist.

“You!”

Yuanling witnessed all of this firsthand. He roared, diving forward, barely able to contain his explosion of power; he was not a mere Saint, he had once been a Celestial Venerable.

Chu Feng feared he would suddenly unleash near-Celestial Venerable level energy and destroy the small world, so he took out the stone jar and faced him.

With a whoosh, as the two finally drew close, Chu Feng drew both himself and Yuanling into the stone jar, pulling his enemy into the mysterious space within.

“Hmm?” Yuanling was startled. What kind of jar was this? He felt it was strange and eerie; he couldn’t see through it.

Now, the inside of the stone jar was ten meters high, with enough space for two people to engage in close-quarters combat.

At this point, what did Chu Feng have to hide? He sealed the jar’s opening, displayed his Great Divine King strength, and slapped him, saying, “Call me ‘Grandpa’!”

Yuanling roared in anger, because he had actually been hit and couldn’t evade. Only then did he realize that there was no need to suppress his realm, no need to worry about the secret realm exploding, because his opponent was actually a Divine King!

How was this possible? What was going on? He was shocked and bewildered.

At the same time, he took a slap. A Great Divine King’s strike almost severed his head from his neck, his skull rotating half a turn, his face now pointing backward.

“You!” He was enraged. He, who had once been a Celestial Venerable, was almost decapitated by a slap here!

“Are you going to call me that or not?” Chu Feng sneered, striking again.

As for the outside, it was as if a hornet's nest had been stirred.

After all, the young people of the Yuan family were all very strong, practically a group of formidable individuals. Yet, in an instant, they were all swept away, utterly annihilated by one hand covering the sky. The Great Saint slaying failed, and instead, their ultimate weapons all shattered.