Chapter 1425: Earthlings Let You Die at Midnight, What Can the Mad Warrior Do

Taiwu's face was ashen. At this moment, he truly had no spirit left. Even that strange and peerless tile had exploded into a cloud of dust. How could he possibly resist now?

That was his ultimate trump card. For so many years, he had hardly ever used it because of its immense significance; even his powerful master had solemnly warned him never to use it recklessly.

Although the object was only the size of a grain of rice, it contained the aura of the most powerful beings in all the heavens, burying a supreme secret.

Yet, today, in a desperate battle where he had cultivated it with his essence, spirit, and vitality, he had still been defeated, and that mysterious object had exploded!

This was truly unimaginable. In Taiwu's view, it should have been capable of annihilating any enemy. The terrifying fragment, potent enough to decimate great sects, was utterly destroyed.

Blood trickled from Taiwu's lips as he sighed regretfully: "Everyone has regrets when they look back on life. I once trampled the desolate Little Netherworld, viewing its spectral beings as mere insects and slaying them like roadside weeds. I never imagined that those whom I considered worthless in the past would today sever my path and damage my destiny. How tragic!"

Hearing this, Chu Feng's face turned cold. This wasn't just Taiwu's arrogant mindset from back then, but also his consistent and extreme contempt for the Little Netherworld.

"Insects," "weeds," "worthless creatures"—not a single kind word. These were evaluations from the bottom of his heart, and "looking down upon" was far from sufficient to describe such an attitude and insult.

"Who are you trying to fool with that pretense of importance!" As Chu Feng stepped forward, he struck out with a palm.

In a blinding flash of light, he broke through Taiwu's defense, shattered his domain, and struck Taiwu's face, sending him flying sideways, his face covered in blood.

With a loud bang, energy surged.

A palm strike to a Heavenly Venerate's face!

No action could have been more impactful. Taiwu's lamentations and indignation were cut short. Receiving such a slap caused his ashen face to instantly flush with blood, and he felt as if he would explode; it was utterly humiliating.

"Ah..." Taiwu roared, his blood boiling. It was bad enough to be defeated, but to be repeatedly bullied and suppressed like this, as a Heavenly Venerate, was unbearable.

He took a deep breath, transforming his murderous intent and rage into battle will. Even knowing he had little strength left, he wanted to fight to the bitter end.

"Hmph!" Chu Feng appeared quite indifferent. Around him, rumbles and cracks echoed as black fissures appeared near his body and spread outwards.

This was a result of his physical body emitting extremely powerful energy, signifying his undisguised murderous intent. He advanced again, unhurriedly, pressuring Taiwu.

"Master!"

"Grandmaster!"

Some people in the distance, Taiwu's disciples and grand-disciples, cried out. Their faces were pale, their hearts filled with fear. Even such a powerful Heavenly Venerate was no match for this young man; it was truly terrifying, making all the sect's disciples uneasy.

With a dull thud, Taiwu stumbled backward, reeling from a shocking energy impact, blood spilling from his nose and mouth.

Chu Feng remained cold and unfeeling. Facing this Heavenly Venerate destined to die, he showed not a hint of softness or mercy.

The battle of yesteryear had been truly tragic. Almost all of Chu Feng's acquaintances, friends, and family had been annihilated, cruelly wiped out by the high and mighty Taiwu, leaving not a single one.

Thinking of those years, the deepest part of Chu Feng's heart still trembled. He was the only one left, surviving in lonely desolation.

For revenge, he had willingly entered foreign realms, sought every possible way to learn the Lesser Six Paths Time Art, and absorbed the inauspicious gray matter, making himself neither human nor ghost.

In the end, he paid an unimaginable price, his mind almost completely muddled, nearly being entirely lost.

It wasn't until he was on the path of reincarnation that he used a stone mill to grind his own body, crushing his flesh bit by bit, enduring the most unbearable pain in the world. He then leveraged the power of the clay figure guarding the final section of the path to finally purge the eerie gray matter.

All of this was for revenge, to enhance himself at any cost.

Now, Chu Feng finally stood before Taiwu, beating him until he coughed blood, driving him to despair.

"Taiwu, letting you simply perish would be too easy for you!" Chu Feng said coldly.

He transformed into a silver lightning bolt and lunged. His Human King blood boiled, brilliant light blazed, scorching the cosmos. His entire being radiated astonishing energy fluctuations.

Taiwu passively met the attack, his entire body surging with blood energy, hair flying wildly as their fist imprints collided!

But his body was already severely wounded. When he activated the Red Lotus, his essence had been almost completely depleted. How could he now withstand such a formidable young enemy, whose aura was like a rainbow?

In his eyes at this moment, this was a young Emperor!

With a dull thud, Taiwu was heavily wounded and sent flying. His entire arm convulsed, and his palm was riddled with cracks, on the verge of exploding from a single strike.

Chu Feng's fist imprints were too dominant, as if they could pierce through immortality, attain eternity, and shatter all obstacles in their path.

"You..." Taiwu was both furious and enraged. His entire life had been too glorious, rarely encountering a formidable enemy. Not only was he strong himself, but his sect was renowned throughout the world.

Yet now, he was about to meet his end, as worthless as a "mud chicken and clay dog," in such a pathetic state, reaching the most desolate twilight of his life. His opponent today would certainly not let him go.

In the past, he was always the one pursuing his enemies, enjoying the thrill of the "hunt." But now, he was so utterly disgraced, like those opponents he had slaughtered in the past, powerless to resist, his heart desolate, retreating with disheveled hair. It was truly pathetic.

But he would never simply wait for death!

Even if it meant death, he would unleash his final brilliance, burn his true body, and fight to the bitter end, so as not to betray his reputation.

However, he was overthinking it. What did so-called reputation in life matter? If a person died, even the most glorious past was nothing but flowing water, a fading flower in a mirror.

Taiwu flew sideways, covered in cracks. Just moments ago, Chu Feng had shattered his protective light screen with a kick, and he felt as if he had been struck by a divine master, nearly annihilated!

"Lamentable, regrettable! To think that I, Taiwu, who dominated the world my entire life, would meet such an end, I am so unwilling!" he growled, his eyes like a wolf's, filled with resentment and ferocity, but even more so with indignation and a chill in his heart.

Chu Feng advanced again, raising his hand to conjure endless brilliant light. Divine chains intertwined, clanging as they collided, like the rules of a Dao Ancestor, the order of heaven and earth. They were like metallic chains spanning the area, sparking, real and terrifying.

Taiwu exhausted all his energy, unleashing all his insights to deliver his strongest current attack. In an instant, anomalies flashed: lightning crackled in the void, golden lotuses bloomed everywhere, divine devils roared, all charging forward with him.

But what could it change?

Around Chu Feng, a sky full of brilliant light soared. He was like an invincible ultimate being, crushing everything in his path, as if the twilight of the gods had arrived.

With one punch, all laws shattered!

Chu Feng's strike, after reaching its peak brilliance, rapidly dimmed, overshadowing everything, like the last afterglow of a blood-stained sunset receding.

It was truly the twilight of the gods, the end of a Heavenly Venerate's path!

Taiwu screamed. One of his arms disintegrated into a mist of blood, and then half of his body began to break apart inch by inch, unable to withstand Chu Feng's supreme strike.

Chu Feng struck again. His Human King domain bound everything, restraining Taiwu. His disintegrating physical body immediately ceased dissolving, frozen in place.

"I hate it! Why didn't I slaughter all those spectral creatures back then, destroy every last root of those weeds, ahhh..." Taiwu screamed, his hair disheveled, his face filled with humiliation and despair.

"Stop! Spare my master! He spared your life back then..." One of Taiwu's disciples rushed over, shouting loudly.

Chu Feng's face remained expressionless. With a flip of his hand, his right hand transformed into an ancient divine mountain, instantly covering the sky. This hand was so immense it blotted out the sun and encompassed everything.

This was a Constellation King's technique, truly "covering the sky with one hand"—not just in form, but in terms of rules and order, it enveloped the area, obscuring the heavens and the sun.

This disciple was not weak, indeed quite strong, having been in the Divine King realm for over a decade. But what was that before Constellation King-level energy? He vanished instantly, leaving behind a crimson stain, his form and spirit utterly destroyed.

"Stop!" Taiwu roared, his mouth full of blood foam, his eyes chillingly fierce. Yet, he was helpless; he couldn't stop Chu Feng.

"Back then, you spared my life? If I hadn't fallen into the great abyss, my bones would have long since turned to dust. Your disciples, just like you, still try to act righteously at such a critical juncture? Ridiculous! This world ultimately relies on strength." Chu Feng slapped Taiwu across the face, sending him flying within the Human King domain. Taiwu's face was disfigured, his internal bones shattered, and over a dozen of his teeth were knocked out.

Then, Chu Feng pursued him, grabbed Taiwu by the neck, and began vigorously slapping him with his other hand.

"Slap! Slap! Slap..."

Chu Feng continued, delivering one resounding slap after another squarely to Taiwu's face, splattering blood everywhere.

Taiwu felt as though he would explode, purely from rage. His entire body trembled. The opponent was intentionally holding back from killing him; everything was aimed at slapping a Heavenly Venerate's face—a truly undisguised humiliation.

"You!"

"Stop it!"

From the horizon, some of Taiwu's disciples and grand-disciples shouted. Their faces showed fear, anger, and malice. This was truly an immense disgrace for their sect.

Taiwu, the head of a sect, was being publicly beaten in such a manner, held by the neck, his face mutilated. What dignity did a Heavenly Venerate have left? It was worse than death.

"Noisy!"

Chu Feng cast a cold glance. With a raised hand, a massive hand that blotted out the sky stretched for tens of miles, then rapidly expanded, sweeping towards the horizon.

*Boom!*

As it gently swept down, the heavens and earth trembled violently, and space was torn apart. The disciples who had just spoken fell like dumplings, raining down with crackling sounds, then exploded in mid-air.

"Stop it!" Taiwu roared. Among those people were not only his valued successors but also his blood descendants, yet they were being annihilated right before his eyes.

"Aren't Heavenly Venerates supposed to be lofty beings, who consider themselves indifferent and able to look down on everything? Why are you so anxious?" Chu Feng said, holding Taiwu. "Now you're just getting a slight taste of what it feels like to have your loved ones obliterated, and you can't bear it?"

"Never mind. I don't want to slaughter wantonly, nor do I wish to pretend to be cold-blooded and merciless. Let's just end this now!"

As Chu Feng spoke, the extended massive hand gently trembled. All living beings of Taiwu's lineage in the Divine King realm disintegrated, dying violent deaths.

Meanwhile, the other lower-ranking disciples turned pale, falling to the ground in a daze, their bodies trembling. Their hearts were filled with extreme terror, and they all prostrated themselves, unable to move.

At the same time, with one strike from Chu Feng, Taiwu's physical body completely collapsed. A great wind blew, dispersing the bloody mist, leaving only a faint wisp of soul light.

A renowned Heavenly Venerate was actually meeting his end like this!

In the distance, the grey-haired Heavenly Venerate and the golden-haired Heavenly Venerate, who were close to Taiwu, felt a chilling sensation creep up their spines. Their hearts trembled, filled with deep dread.

"My disciple is going to die!"

Millions of miles away, the white-haired woman, who had been restrained by the Martial Maniac, had a crimson Dao pattern appearing on her forehead. She sensed part of the situation through the tile in her hand.

"I must intervene. I need to preserve Taiwu's true spirit and send him to the path of reincarnation so he can be reborn with his memories!" She finally couldn't hold back and decisively acted.

The tile in her hand glowed, emitting light particles that spread out, crystal clear like a rain of petals. It didn't appear particularly dazzling, yet it could interfere with a battlefield millions of miles away.

The void trembled!

Taiwu's rice-sized tile had long ago been shattered into dust, but now it was actually reassembling in the void, all its fragments coming together, attempting to reappear.

At the same time, the ethereal voice of the powerful woman echoed through the void: "Whoever dares to harm my disciple, leave his soul light, and I will let you go!"

"Heh, hehe, haha!"

Chu Feng sneered. Even seeing such a phenomenon, he showed no fear; instead, he intensified his actions.

Furthermore, he spoke again, staring at the Martial Maniac: "If an Earthling wills you to die by the third watch, what can the Martial Maniac do?"

As he spoke, he gently vibrated, and Taiwu's soul light shattered into pieces, disintegrating!

This was his response to the powerful woman through his actions!

"You dare!" The white-haired powerful woman raged.

"What is there to fear? What can you do to me from millions of miles away?!" Chu Feng sneered.