Chapter 1592: From Now On, Not Alone

Ouyang Toad spat, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a wise and mighty dragon? Look again, and my sworn brother, the Demonic General Chu, will bash your human head into a dog's head!"

He was immediately kicked away. A furry black dog leg slowly retracted as the Dog King bared its teeth, glaring fiercely at him.

Ouyang Dragon felt a bit wronged. "Didn't you say the same thing yourself? Why is it different when I say it?" he wondered.

The young man from the Heavens, whose body emanated terrifying lightning, caused thunder to roar and the void to shatter. The surrounding lands trembled violently, presenting a dreadful sight.

He flew straight towards Long Dayu, raising his palm, from which countless bolts of lightning descended, striking directly downwards.

From him came a golden fist, as large as a mountain, covered in dense runes and radiating brilliant light, which smashed down!

This was a secret technique activated by the golden-haired lightning-wielding man, transforming lightning into a fist that descended like a colossal thunder mountain, threatening to crush Ouyang Toad beneath it.

Undoubtedly, it was terrifyingly fast, so quick that even the strange dragon couldn't react—it was truly lightning speed!

With so many masters present, it was naturally impossible to allow Ouyang Strange Dragon to be killed. Otherwise, where would the All Heavens realm's dignity be? It would be too humiliating.

Chu Feng, though starting later, arrived first. Dao symbols flashed beneath his feet as if he were treading on a river of time. His hand rapidly expanded, gripping the mountain-sized golden lightning fist print, and then he squeezed it forcefully.

With a thunderous boom, countless lightning Dao symbols in heaven and earth shattered, creating a deafening roar. All realms seemed to be shaken, as chaotic energy spread outwards.

Yet, the lightning fist print was ultimately broken; Chu Feng crushed it to smithereens with a single squeeze, and the massive golden fist instantly disintegrated and vanished.

The newcomers from the Heavens not only sought to seize the Heavenly Emperor's fruit position midway, but also arbitrarily intended to kill cultivators here. Their arrogance was truly unbearable, infuriating everyone.

Despite his failure, the young man with golden hair like cast gold still drew public ire, and many regarded him with hostility.

To everyone's surprise, the golden-haired young man was far more domineering and unruly than imagined. With a sharp gaze, he pointed directly at Chu Feng and declared, "You're decent enough; come, fight me!"

The scene fell silent instantly. Even the Immortal Kings said little, and the younger generation showed peculiar expressions, for none knew better than them the terror of the Demonic Chu.

Not long ago, this very individual single-handedly suppressed four heaven-defying beings of the "Eternal" generation!

Although the monstrous talents among the Heavens' younger generation were powerful, they couldn't be excessively outrageous.

People had a feeling that the Demonic Chu was likely no weaker than the Heaven's chosen, and some held extreme confidence in him.

As for Old Gu and Strange Dragon, it went without saying; they firmly believed that Chu Feng could literally beat the golden-haired man so hard he'd spit out bile in the shortest amount of time.

Indeed, Chu Feng did not disappoint them. He beckoned with a hand and said, "You, crawl over here. But you alone won't do; all the middle-aged and younger generations from the Heavens can come together!"

This instantly provoked widespread anger.

The golden-haired man's eyes deepened, and a chilling aura instantly emanated, intimidating others. However, before he could speak, someone behind him coldly reprimanded Chu Feng on his behalf.

"Still too young," the voice scorned. "No matter how strong you are, one must remain humble. The last cultivator who dared to speak like that to someone from the Thunder Ancestor's lineage has already been reincarnated fourteen times!"

Chu Feng sneered, "For countless epochs, you never showed your faces, yet now, for the Heavenly Emperor's fruit position, you cast aside all pretense, rushing to the All Heavens to contend with us for the great throne. What dignity do you still care about? Don't try to intimidate me; I despise creatures like you the most!"

Intense energy fluctuations spread, divine particles poured forth, and Dao Ancestor matter permeated the air. At the Heavens' portal, more powerful beings emerged, descending to the lower realm.

It was a dignified and elegant middle-aged woman, at least in appearance, but one could imagine her true age was ancient, a Heavens' cultivator who had practiced for untold tens of thousands of years.

She sat cross-legged on the back of a white lion, followed by a group of women behind her, all possessing exceptional demeanor, like a host of celestial maidens descending upon the world.

The arrival of this group instantly created immense pressure on the cultivators of the All Heavens. How many people did the Heavens intend to send down?

"Are there more?" the Dog King roared.

"That's enough for now; only our fellow Daoists from the Three Teachings will descend together!" replied the old man seated on a golden cloud.

"Of course, if you feel there aren't enough formidable cultivators for an interesting sparring session, we can always call for more fellow Daoists to descend," the old man on the back of the green ox said with a faint smile.

Jiudao Yi snorted coldly; they were truly underestimating them. However, he had three old sworn brothers coming, all of whom had received the baptism of Immortal Emperor's blood, making them theoretically fearless of any Immortal King.

At the same time, Jiudao Yi himself couldn't hold back, sighing up to the sky once more: "Souls, flesh and blood, true bones! Where do you all drift? Return!"

Rumble!

Inside the Heavens' portal, battle chariots rumbled, sounding as if they were approaching from afar. Could it be that more people were truly descending? Everyone's expressions changed.

"Oh, some fellow Daoists indeed wished to come down, but, looking at the situation, perhaps it won't be necessary," the old man on the back of the green ox added.

At once, the faces of the Immortal Kings from all paths within the All Heavens grew extremely grim.

"Look at the people down in the lower realm," a young man from the Heavens secretly transmitted. "An old black dog whose fur is nearly gone, and the person next to him, whose flesh is almost rotting away—is that a decaying corpse? Truly, it is a place of filth."

High in the sky, the young people from the Heavens transmitted their thoughts in secret, but their cultivation was insufficient to block the perception of Immortal Kings, and their words were clearly caught by the Dog King, the Decaying Corpse, and others.

Whether it was a provocation or not, even the three leading powerhouses who had descended from the Heavens smiled faintly, making a few understated remarks in secret.

"This is beyond endurance!" the Dog King immediately roared in fury.

The Decaying Corpse also became agitated. He decided to try summoning his main soul and other sub-souls.

He was in a special state, with his soul light separated. His main soul was suspected to have gone to the underworld, while his sub-souls had reincarnated and were scattered to unknown locations.

"To think, back in the day, this Daoist Master was also the sole favored one of heaven and earth, the supreme prodigy of the cosmos!" the Decaying Corpse raged. "When did it become your turn to criticize me? I guarantee I'll beat the shit out of all of you shortly!"

The Decaying Corpse spoke with blatant vulgarity and wildness; he was truly enraged.

He asked the Dog King to help him set up a massive formation. He was actually going to perform—soul summoning—right there!

He himself was a great expert in this art. With the Dog King's help, he quickly etched out an extremely complex grand soul-summoning formation, which instantly plunged the entire world into darkness.

Then, black-furred whirlwinds arose, and blood rained down, creating an extremely dreadful scene. Large areas around them were filled with the wailing of ghosts and spirits, as various supernatural phenomena emerged simultaneously.

Everyone was speechless and felt their hearts pound. How could this individual's summoning of his own soul light be so terrifying? It wasn't sacred at all. Was he calling for souls and ghosts, or was he searching for his own soul?

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Miserable screams echoed from afar, making people's scalps tingle as they rapidly approached. Something was arriving amidst the blood rain, beneath the pitch-black lightning, and within the black-furred whirlwinds.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The screams grew increasingly shrill, eventually turning into wailing cries.

Amidst the black-furred whirlwind, a heavy object fell to the ground, instantly capturing everyone's attention!

It was actually a... plump boy!

More precisely, it was a plump teenager, fleshy and fair-skinned, appearing to be in his teens. His eyes were wide with terror; he had clearly been startled moments ago.

The blood rain ceased, the black lightning stopped, and the surrounding area was no longer filled with flying sand, stones, or the wailing of ghosts and spirits, returning to peace.

"What... the!"

The Decaying Corpse instantly bristled. "What is this situation? I summoned a soul, and a plump teenager arrived instead?!"

"Don't tell me you're my sub-soul reincarnated?!" The Decaying Corpse's face instantly fell. "Why is this kid so fair and plump? He's only in his teens! What good can he be?" Yet, surprisingly, he himself had been quite plump back in the day, suggesting some karmic connection.

"Ghost! Old monster! How dare you seize me and bring me here? Do you know who I am? I am a Heavenly Venerate!" the plump teenager cried out, stumbling backward.

Suddenly, he caught sight of Chu Feng, and his eyes widened. He blurted out, "Dad? My cheap old man?!"

Upon hearing this, the Decaying Corpse's face immediately turned green. "Who are you calling 'Dad'? Who the hell are you?! Why?!"

Everyone else was stunned as well. "What's going on?" they wondered. "What kind of grudges and affections are involved here?"

Chu Feng's eyes widened instantly. He then strode forward, lifted the plump teenager, and, with a mix of excitement and sadness, said, "It really is you... Little Daoist, my—child!"

That single word, "child," caused the jaws of those around to drop, while the Decaying Corpse swayed, his vision blurring. He nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood, suffering severe internal injuries and almost suffocating himself.

"Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going?" the Decaying Corpse murmured as if in a dream, completely bewildered.

"Dad, after so many years apart, I never expected you to be here too," the plump teenager said, his expression complex.

"What are you calling him? Does he have even a single copper's worth of relation to you?!" The Decaying Corpse was furious, unable to bear it. He was now certain this was his reincarnated sub-soul.

Yet, the plump teenager had found a father for him, and what's more, it was someone familiar: that detestable little devil Chu Feng.

"Ah, this is my dad, a relative from my previous life in the Lesser Underworld," the plump boy explained. Now that he had made contact with the Decaying Corpse, some old memories were gradually resurfacing.

The Decaying Corpse was so enraged he nearly exploded with anger; it was as if one Buddha had been born and two ascended to heaven. Even white smoke billowed from his seven orifices. He couldn't stand it.

Everyone else present was dumbfounded, and the Dog King was utterly agape. Then, heartlessly, it covered its large mouth with a massive paw, laughing silently, almost splitting its sides.

"A touching father-son reunion!" Jiudao Yi also nodded his head in mock appreciation.

"Touching my foot, you mean!" The Decaying Corpse's head fumed with white steam; he was so angry his hair nearly caught fire.

"Hahaha, woof! Not bad, you dead fatty, you stinky Daoist! In your old age, you finally have family. You won't be lonely anymore! It wasn't easy!" the Dog King gloated.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky parted, and the blood rain cleared. But at this final juncture, with a plop, another being fell from above.

Moreover, after this being fell, it instantly became incredibly excited and affectionate upon seeing Chu Feng, rushing over to hug his leg.

Upon seeing this, the Decaying Corpse was practically losing his mind!

Flames seemed to erupt from his eyes. "Could it be another sub-soul, another one coming to acknowledge a father?" He truly wanted to kill someone!