Chapter 1437: Sweeping Across the Dark World

A youth, his white robes fluttering, appeared exceptionally ethereal, yet the reality of his power was overwhelmingly domineering. His golden fist imprints were invincible, shattering Celestial Venerables!

Ghosts cried and gods wailed; how could there be no anomalies after the fall of a Celestial Venerable? The entire cosmos was pierced by chains of divine order, Celestial Venerable blood spilled, the heavens shook, the earth trembled, and mountains and rivers roared.

Everything was terrifying and deeply shocking.

"Whoosh!" Dazzling divine streaks of light burst forth in the area, speeding away. In that very instant, at least a dozen figures reacted, fleeing into the distance.

These were all Quasi-Celestial Venerables who had originally been outside the battlefield, now needing to flee at once.

They weren't fleeing for their own lives, but to call for reinforcements. Who could have foreseen Chu Feng being so powerful? They needed to inform the higher-ups and request that the mighty ones be dispatched swiftly to suppress and kill him.

Many already knew that the two mighty beings in underground seclusion couldn't be relied upon; they hadn't emerged in a long time, indicating a definite problem.

Their only hope was to rely on external forces and summon other dark powerhouses.

However, these dozen divine streaks of light, having set off quickly, stopped even more abruptly!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Dazzling light erupted. As the dozen figures rushed to the periphery, they all seemed to collide with ancient divine mountains, unleashing frightening silver energy radiance, as if stars were bursting open.

An energy barrier, previously invisible, appeared as they charged, blocking everyone.

All dozen Celestial Venerables bled from the corners of their mouths, and some even had broken bones from the impact.

In an instant, they understood: the situation was dire. Black Capital was sealed, and this ruined city was entirely covered by a super domain rune formation.

"Moving an entire city, relocating it tens of thousands of miles away – what a feat!" At that moment, a Celestial Venerable on the battlefield spoke, his expression cold and grim. Chu Feng's proactive assault on their stronghold, and his ability to achieve this, was far beyond their expectations.

Everyone realized that this battle was unavoidable; there was no escaping it.

They were all hunters who moved in the shadows; none were strangers to bloodshed.

Yet, the hearts of both the young assassins and the veteran Celestial Venerables sank. For the opponent to dare seal off this location implied absolute confidence.

At this moment, everyone's faces stiffened, and they all had a premonition of disaster.

The leaders of the stronghold, in particular, felt a profound sense of humiliation. They were the Celestial Venerable heads of Black Capital, yet they were cornered here by a mere youth.

One person intended to kill them all, to annihilate Black Capital?

This was truly an unparalleled humiliation!

"Everyone," one Celestial Venerable declared, "a junior, far younger than our own children and grandchildren, is being arrogant and conceited, blocking us here alone. Is there anything more humiliating than this? A mere junior intends to destroy six of us Celestial Venerables, utterly arrogant! Should we still hesitate? If we are defeated and die, we will not only not be pitied, but also ridiculed and mocked, becoming the greatest laughingstock in the Yang Realm! Now, we must burn our bridges and fight to our heart's content. Even if we die, our blood must burn hot, and we must fight to the very end! No one should think of breaking out; now, it is only a fight to the death. Kill him. There is no retreat. We must give it our all and carve out a bright, clear path!"

"You are right," another veteran Celestial Venerable stated, "we, as Celestial Venerables, awe the Yang Realm and have always hunted others. But today, someone has proactively blocked our gate, attempting to hunt us down. It's utterly ridiculous and deeply humiliating! Only by killing him can we set things right. Even if Black Capital is stained with blood and our souls are scattered, we must drag him along with us!"

Several veteran Celestial Venerables spoke one after another, their fighting spirits soaring. They were firming their resolve and reaching a consensus: no one would retreat; they would fight to the death.

With Black Capital sealed, a decisive battle was their only option. Their resolve could not waver now; only by fighting to the bitter end could they hope for survival.

"Kill!"

Within Black Capital, the forces from various organizations, including young hunters and extraordinary God Kings, all roared in unison, comprising several hundred elite figures.

Including their servants, the total number was almost a thousand.

Chu Feng remained calm. As he watched them firm their resolve and boost their morale, he showed no reaction, appearing utterly indifferent.

"Kill!"

Deafening roars thundered through Black Capital, causing heaven and earth to violently tremble. This was the Celestial Venerables gathering their power, the result of everyone resonating together.

"Ridiculous!" Chu Feng sneered, finally speaking. "Do you wish to appear more impassioned? Perhaps you should consider your identities: you are all executioners, moving in the darkness, every one of your hands stained with blood. Do you now see yourselves as victims, wanting to unite against a common enemy and jointly attack me?"

Chu Feng, though appearing as a mere youth, stood alone in the center of the field, radiating such spirit, utterly defying the hundreds, even thousands, of dark hunters, standing unmoving at the core.

He now feared no consequences and had no reservations, wishing only to unleash his full power and test his Dual Eternal King dao fruit.

"Kill!"

Hundreds roared and attacked in unison, blood qi filling the sky. Astounding killing intent boiled forth as all those on the periphery made their move.

Facing such an encirclement, Chu Feng's body glowed, his aura instantly soaring to the heavens. Then, in a flash, it stirred, energy spreading like a vast sea, sweeping across the cosmos.

In an instant, many dark assassins disintegrated!

Almost simultaneously, several Celestial Venerables vanished. As veteran assassins, they were skilled in concealing their aura and hunting in secret—a "quality" deeply ingrained in their very being.

Unfortunately, they had encountered Chu Feng. Under his Super Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze, nothing could conceal them; they had nowhere to hide.

"Everyone, deploy your trump cards!"

The dark Celestial Venerables exchanged mental transmissions. Facing such a powerful youth, an Eternal King seen only once in countless eras, no one dared to be anything but cautious.

In the void, a sword appeared, its killing intent monstrous. From the ceaseless sword light, a black lion emerged!

Its malevolent aura surged; it resembled a peerless fierce beast that had emerged from a bloodbath, its thick black fur entirely stained with blood.

"Roar!" With a great roar, space disintegrated as it lunged towards Chu Feng.

"A heaven-reaching strike bestowed by the Dark Lion?!" Even among the Celestial Venerables, all of whom were hunters of the underworld, some were secretly alarmed.

They clearly recognized it: a technique belonging to an extraordinary figure from the Black Kylin organization, a supreme strike from the Dark Lion.

The Dark Lion was one of the most renowned Celestial Venerables of this era, having surpassed his peers to achieve the status of a "Great Celestial Venerable," far beyond what other Celestial Venerables could rival.

At this moment, even Chu Feng was moved, his pupils contracting. There were indeed supremely formidable figures among Celestial Venerables, far beyond the ones currently before him.

Although it was only a single manifestation, the Dark Lion that emerged was truly terrifying. Its massive head, dark and dense mane, horrifying fangs, space-shattering claws, mountain-and-river-trembling roar, and the pervasive blood-light all intertwined, making it incredibly horrifying.

Most astonishingly, this Dark Lion actually blocked Chu Feng's fist imprint, and their collision unleashed dazzling beams of light, like fires burning the very heavens!

Chu Feng was surprised, even a little astonished. But those who witnessed it were even more shocked than he was. That was a peerless Great Celestial Venerable, one who almost dared to fight a mighty being, yet now he was blocked by a graceful youth?!

At this moment, the youth's blood qi surged, suppressing the world. No longer reserved, he roared like an immortal demon, intercepting the Dark Lion.

Moreover, around him, many young assassins turned into blood mist and died in droves from that single roar—a truly horrifying sight!

"Buzz!" The void rumbled. The Celestial Venerable from the Martial Lunatic lineage, his eyes cold, manifested a scroll. Within it, seven great figures revived, descending with unmatched energy to suppress and kill.

This was a secret treasure, sealing the power of seven pre-prepared 'death bodies'. He now unleashed it as a decisive killing blow, sending it hurtling towards Chu Feng.

Concurrently, the Celestial Venerable from the Western Heaven organization roared, boundless black mist rising around him as if hell itself had opened. He was performing his sect's strongest ultimate technique: Hell's Return.

This marvelous technique was hailed as the tenth greatest throughout history, capable of sweeping across the world!

Boundless dark power surged, and space tore open, revealing a portal that sought to swallow Chu Feng.

On the other side, golden light, vast as a sea, shook heaven and earth as if a celestial kingdom had descended; it was the trump card unleashed by the Celestial Venerable from the Blood Emperor organization.

This was originally a bloody assassin organization, as its name clearly suggested, far from peaceful or sacred. Yet, what was seen now was somewhat subversive.

Upon closer inspection, this Celestial Venerable had unleashed a pile of remnant bones that burned with golden flames, pressing down towards Chu Feng. It caused the surroundings to shine brilliantly, as if a golden immortal kingdom were descending.

The other assassins' expressions changed. Could these be the remnant bones of an immortal being?!

Even if not an immortal being, they were its direct blood relatives or descendants!

At this moment, several Celestial Venerables all unleashed their ultimate killing moves without the slightest hesitation. Otherwise, they would surely die, slain by a mere youth.

Around them, the hundreds, even thousands, of assassins also moved, their roars, howls, and monstrous killing intent filling the air.

"Today," Chu Feng bellowed, "I'll unleash my true self and see the quality of my Dual Eternal King dao fruit!"

Chu Feng roared lowly, completely unleashing himself. In an instant, a blood-red light, like an unfolding scroll, intertwined from his body, then transformed into an overwhelming silver radiance.

That was the blood qi of the Human King's three transformations!

He unleashed his fist imprints, performing the Ultimate Fist!

White mist permeated from his mouth and nose as he operated the Pilfered Dao Breathing Technique to its utmost.

Furthermore, runes densely covered his body's surface; his rules and dao imprints all manifested, suppressing all his foes.

"Rumble!" Then, a two-inch-tall, entirely vivid red and crystalline small furnace appeared, manifested by him. Instantly, world-burning flames erupted, completely engulfing the entire Black Capital.

This was one of the three seeds!

Not long ago, when Chu Feng underwent his transformation, the seed also transformed, ultimately becoming a fiery red small furnace. Now, Chu Feng was testing its "dao cultivation."

On this day, Black Capital was like an apocalyptic scene. Divine flames surged, burning everything; even many ancient palaces covered by domain runes melted away.

"Ah..." Screams rose and fell as the young assassins, those so-called elite hunters, rapidly turned into ashes.

Next, a group of God Kings screamed, all turning into human torches, struggling violently but in vain, inexorably heading towards destruction.

Simultaneously, the Quasi-Celestial Venerables roared, bellowed, and charged fiercely, fire spraying from all their pores as they were ignited.

These individuals screamed incessantly, continuously falling from the sky.

At the same time, Chu Feng's fist imprints shook the heavens; with every strike, the void trembled and exploded violently. Even though several Celestial Venerables had used their trump cards, they were quickly losing their ability to withstand.

At this moment, looking from afar, flames surged, and battle qi boiled!

Black Capital, one of the dark world's gateways, which in the past no one dared offend and which all sects in the Yang Realm feared, was now shattered. Under one person's peerless fist light, it was suppressed, disintegrated, and continuously exploded.

The so-called hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation and millions of years of sedimentation—those dao imprints, those imprints of order—were all blasted apart by the fist imprints!

"Ah..." The screams of the Celestial Venerables echoed; even their trump cards proved insufficient!

That Dark Lion was strong, but it had only utilized a supreme strike. It quickly faded, annihilated in the void by Chu Feng's fist intent.

The so-called Seven Death Bodies scroll, meanwhile, was incinerated into ashes by the fiery red furnace.

"Kill!"

The Celestial Venerables roared, engaged in a desperate, last-ditch battle.

But all of it was futile. In the intense radiance, a youth wielded his fists, sweeping away all resistance like a god who carved out heaven and earth!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Fist after fist, the very sky was blasted through and shattered!

Several Celestial Venerables vomited blood; all were shattered, simply no match at all.

Eventually, silence fell. Black Capital became a ruin. The bloodstains of Celestial Venerables marked the ground, while as for everyone else, nothing remained—only eternal stillness.

In the field, only Chu Feng stood alone, his white robes fluttering, stained with some blood. His hair flew, and his face, youthful and graceful, was framed by clear eyes.