Chapter 1637: Invincible Flowers Bloom in a Foreign Land

"Where did this madman come from?!" someone roared in mid-air. That was a monster with a bird's face and a human body, and a pair of rotting black wings on its back. It descended, bringing a fierce wind and thick black sinister matter, directly attacking Chu Feng.

"You humans dare to run wild in the Dark Continent? Don't you know where you are?!" It extended a large hand, black mist swirling, and enveloped Chu Feng.

Clearly, this was a corrupted Grand Universal being who had undergone mutation. Its strength was immense, and it completely disregarded the rules of the place, intending to crush Chu Feng to death immediately.

Chu Feng, however, was not afraid of this creature. If it dared to suppress him across realms, he wouldn't hold back. He intended to unleash the trump card hidden within his body to kill this half-corrupted monster.

However, before he could act, someone else made a move first.

The Corrupted Corpse was already fuming. Seeing a newcomer who disregarded the rules, it immediately smacked them with a palm.

With a "smack," then... there was nothing left. This mutated genius, who had been quite formidable and famous in the Dark Continent many years ago, was instantly flattened into a puddle of bloody paste. Even its bone of cultivation was reduced to dust. Then, the blood mist evaporated, burning into ash, leaving nothing behind.

As for its soul light, there was no need to consider it; what could possibly remain under the might of the Corrupted Corpse, a being at the level of an Immortal King?

Everyone was stunned. This outsider was simply too powerful, wasn't he?

To just obliterate someone like that, right in front of the supreme Immortal King Cang Qing?!

As for the lunatic in the arena, his incoherent ramblings were one thing, but no one really took them seriously. Could he truly kill the strongest prodigies from the source of the Earthen Calamity?

However, the Corrupted Corpse, who had been largely silent before, now directly attacked, wantonly killing their most talented beings. This was excessively domineering.

"My Lord, please execute this villain! Even if he is an Immortal King, he cannot act so wantonly in the Dark Continent!" someone shouted, urging Cang Qing and King Huai to intervene.

"Immortal King Cang, please uphold justice! How dare these declining humans and defeated Heavenly Races run wild here? Please kill them!"

Angry roars echoed in mid-air, pleading with Cang Qing to kill the enemies. This was a group of Dark creatures who had arrived a little later.

"Are you all looking to die too?" The Corrupted Corpse glared at all of them, its expression malevolent.

Crackling sounds erupted!

Figures fell from the sky like dumplings. Even Dark True Immortals among them couldn't withstand the Corrupted Corpse's gaze; they almost all cracked and plummeted to the ground, narrowly avoiding instant disintegration.

When an Immortal King rages, how could lower-realm beings possibly resist?

If not for Immortal King Cang Qing of the Hegemon Bloodline releasing his domain to block the Corrupted Corpse, these individuals would have suffered a collapse of their cultivation base even if they didn't die, thus ruining their foundations.

They were not Immortal Kings; if their essence truly shattered, they would have no future. This instantly turned their faces pale, and they dared not speak another word.

Cang Qing spoke, "Let me introduce you: these two once walked alongside the Three Heavenly Emperors for a very long period. They were renowned throughout the Primordial Era, and in subsequent epochal wars, they rampaged across the world, fighting in and out of various parts of the Dark Universe, massacring numerous powerful sinister races."

He had to explain, otherwise, if someone spoke carelessly and it reached the depths of the Earthen Calamity, where a Dao Ancestor might form a negative impression of him, then he would be in grave danger.

The city instantly fell silent, and no one dared to say anything more.

Just as a person's name casts a shadow, even after many eras, the legends of the Three Heavenly Emperors' bloody rampage, their berserk killing of enemies from all directions, still circulated in the Dark Continent.

Especially some old veterans who had survived from that era were even more astonished.

Some looked at the Corrupted Corpse and the Dog Emperor, gradually superimposing their current appearance with their past figures, and finally recognized them.

Back then, there was a gigantic black dog, brimming with vital energy, its head reaching beyond the sky, capable of killing an Immortal King with a single paw swipe. It was truly terrifying, a nightmare for many sinister races.

And this Corrupted Corpse, who was dressed as a Daoist back then, had emerged from the reincarnation path of the ancient Underworld, intercepting countless true spirits of Dark creatures seeking reincarnation.

When it got ruthless, it not only killed the living but also targeted the dead, digging up all the graves of deceased Sinister Dao Ancestors in the Dark Lands, leaving not a single bone or even a strand of hair.

The Mad Dog and the Evil Daoist were simply too famous in the Dark Continent back then!

Cang Qing's meaning was clear: it's not that I don't want to help you, but these two have too strong a background.

In his heart, he truly wished to kill the Dog Emperor and the Corrupted Corpse, but he was somewhat afraid, worried that one of the Three Heavenly Emperors would eventually return and settle scores with him.

Therefore, he had always endured, not daring to act.

Subsequently, a succession of beings arrived, all extremely powerful and all mutated. Some had such grotesque forms that even Cang Qing and the others couldn't help but frown.

These beings had undergone astonishing physical transformations by accepting the ominous baptism too early in pursuit of ultimate power.

There were monsters covered in tumors, each tumor a tiny head, bumpy and repulsive, making one's scalp tingle and easily inducing trypophobia.

There were also monsters oozing pus, emitting a foul stench, yet within their bodies, dozens of "sinister bones" had mutated and formed. Beneath their rotting skin were exceptionally hard, abnormal bones, close to those of the early ancestors of the Sinister race.

Facing these mutated geniuses, even Chu Feng felt a bit at a loss, truly unwilling to make physical contact with their flesh and blood.

Finally, he could no longer bear it and unleashed the Vajra Ruyi, attacking indiscriminately.

The bracelet, infused with various mother metals, had returned to its original simplicity, but once unleashed, it was surrounded by chaotic energy, with beams of light soaring to the sky.

With a roar, the Vajra Ruyi expanded, forming a black hole within its opening that devoured everything, including Dao patterns and rules of order.

The mutated geniuses, those indescribable monsters, roared and resisted, but were inevitably drawn in. All were shattered into pieces inside, turned into blood mist, and then completely incinerated by Dao fire.

In the end, only some ashes of these monsters spilled out, their forms and spirits utterly annihilated.

In the Dark Continent, various geniuses continued to arrive, but if they couldn't win, they simply couldn't win. Facing Chu Feng, this freak, they were essentially coming to their deaths.

Chu Feng showed no mercy when encountering these thoroughly corrupted beings; he cut down whoever needed to be cut, leaving heads rolling and the ground stained with the blood of geniuses.

Within that single day, Chu Feng killed ninety-four top geniuses of the Dark Continent, shaking the entire world!

Across the vast and sinister lands of the Dark Universe, the younger and middle generations now knew: a demon king had arrived, more ominous and bizarre than themselves, who was massacring geniuses, and none could contend with him.

"You are strong, but entering our sacred land and challenging us wantonly crosses our bottom line. Someone will kill you today; just wait!"

Not only were the younger and middle generations unnerved, but even beings at the level of Dark True Immortals felt intensely uncomfortable and extremely agitated.

Among so many mutated geniuses, no one had yet managed to withstand ten of Chu Feng's punches. Many who stepped forward were instantly blown apart by him, splattering blood across the martial arena.

Eventually, even the Immortal Kings' expressions darkened, and they were close to losing their composure.

Such a thing was actually happening: one person sweeping through the younger and middle generations of the Sinister Dark Continent, unchallenged!

If this news spread, it would put the Immortal Kings in this region in a very passive position, making them appear incompetent, because, as it stood, the beings within the territories they governed were overly "weak."

Cang Qing became restless and sent someone to inquire whether one of the strongest prodigies from the source of the Earthen Calamity was close to arriving.

"Lady Meng Lan has arrived!" someone exclaimed.

"What?!" Even the Dark True Immortals present were surprised. This was someone unexpected, and they didn't know when she had arrived in the Dark Continent.

Meng Lan had an astonishing background; she was a descendant of a Dao Ancestor. Her bloodline inheritance had caused her to undergo mutations too early, and now she was even beginning to revert, embarking on the path of returning to simplicity.

"A race that was once almost annihilated by Dao Ancestors and others, a race that was despised even by our servants in certain epochs, now dares to step onto this land? This is the land of a brilliant and supreme civilization!"

The newcomer was a woman with flowing crimson hair, her eyes emitting a chilling red glow. She exuded a wild and dangerous aura and was very assertive.

As soon as she arrived, she scanned the crowd, showing disdain for Chu Feng, and in her words, she brought up the past, reopening the wounds of the Heavenly Races and recalling those bloody old events.

Did Chu Feng feel anger? Of course, but it wasn't enough to make him immediately erupt. He had experienced too much and long understood the true nature of the sinister races, Dark creatures, and the like.

It was precisely because their ancestors had achieved great victories, were eternally indestructible, and had long held an advantage, which cultivated their self-important character and demeanor.

If the Heavenly Races wished to change this, they could only cripple them, demonstrate the truth through action, and teach them how to behave; this was the ultimate profound meaning.

For these aggressive, bloodthirsty, and soul-reaping sinister races, even if they were now packaged as a brilliant advanced civilization, their inherent brutality and barbaric bloodlust would not change; only through destruction could they be stopped.

"What, silent? Are you recalling those old events? Has your inherent humility, the ingrained reverence that should be in your bones, finally emerged?" the red-haired woman, Meng Lan, spoke, still maintaining an unpleasant, arrogant demeanor.

Chu Feng, naturally, would not be provoked. By now, his strength was sufficient, giving him the confidence to remain composed and educate her through his actions.

He spoke calmly, "Your ancestors were indeed strong and brutal, once slaughtering the world, and now that has become your capital for showing off? Tell me, what are you capable of? Besides, who hasn't had wealthy ancestors? Don't you remember the Three Heavenly Emperors' past bloody cleansing of the Dark Universe? If you've forgotten, some of the seniors present right now once dug up all your Dao Ancestors' graves, leaving not even a rotten bone, burning them as firewood. Not every evolving civilization can last forever. If we speak of those years, in the era of that one's rise, weren't you all dormant, forced to have your ancient reincarnation paths dug up, with many hiding in rat holes and not coming out?"

Chu Feng was openly humiliating her to her face, and also slapping the faces of many Dark beings present.

Everyone's faces turned ashen, except for the Corrupted Corpse, who stroked his beard, finding Chu Feng quite agreeable for the first time.

There was nothing more to say. Meng Lan, with a cold expression, directly launched her attack. Her entire body erupted with crimson light beams, tearing through the heavens and earth, striking towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng showed her no deference. Young master or direct descendant of a Dao Ancestor, if she could be obliterated, she absolutely would not be allowed to live crippled!

With a bang, the two collided, both bodies shaking, but the red-haired woman quickly stumbled back several steps.

With a single strike, Chu Feng assessed her strength. Honestly, she was indeed very strong; in terms of ranking within the same realm, she could rival some Dao Children of the Heavens. However, if they were in the same realm, she absolutely could not compare to Luo Tianxian.

Chu Feng knew his limits and began to fight expansively, pushing his power to the maximum, suppressing her in every aspect.

In a normal confrontation, Chu Feng would have needed some time to defeat her.

But now, every one of his attacks was a life-and-death struggle, a lethal move, forcing Meng Lan to fight him to the death, compelling her to go all out and unable to retreat a single step, or else she would lose the initiative.

However, this kind of battle was extremely brutal for Meng Lan. After several collisions and direct impacts, her arms were on the verge of exploding, her palms were a bloody mess, and some of her finger bones were broken.

Chu Feng's aim was to intimidate and end the battle quickly, forcing her to fight desperately with every strike. If she dared to retreat, she would face his final, overwhelming onslaught, like a collapsing mountain and a bursting dam!

Finally, Meng Lan's hands exploded, a gruesome sight.

With a bang, light emanated from under Chu Feng's foot, accompanied by a halo. He kicked Meng Lan in the chest, piercing through her entire body, which then broke into two halves.

Everyone was stunned. How long had they been fighting? Including both kicks and punches, it was merely thirteen strikes!

Then... Meng Lan's body was severed by that madman's kick. Her proud figure was destroyed, broken into two halves—a sight too horrific to behold.

The people of the Dark Continent were bewildered. This was a direct descendant of a Dao Ancestor, a great beauty known for her remarkable grace, and this was her fate?!

Chu Feng had no hesitation. His fist print glowed, driving the light wheel forward. The Nine Treasures Marvelous Art merged with his fist, and he directly blasted forward!

"Stop!" many rotting monsters roared.

Some Dark True Immortals even moved to intervene.

Even Cang Qing and King Huai's expressions changed, and after a slight hesitation, they chose to act, intending to stop all of this.

However, the Dog Emperor and the Corrupted Corpse had also been watching. More decisively than anyone, they had already launched their attack first, blocking the forefront, raising a terrifying Immortal King's light barrier that blocked everyone's offensive techniques.

Accompanying Chu Feng's blinding light was Meng Lan's shrill scream: "Ah..."

She exploded directly, obliterated by Chu Feng, her form and spirit utterly destroyed, with only a blood mist dispersing.

The silence was absolute; the scene was completely still. A direct descendant of a Dao Ancestor had been so forcefully obliterated.

"You..." A Dark True Immortal was enraged. This young madman was too domineering; his attacks were merciless, and even a Dao Ancestor's descendant had no chance against him.

Chu Feng spoke, "My apologies, my strike was a bit heavy just now; I couldn't hold back and accidentally obliterated her."

What could anyone say? Although many wished to flay him alive instantly, could Meng Lan be brought back?

Many roared in frustration, unable to hold back. If not for the presence of the Dog Emperor and the Corrupted Corpse, they would surely have rushed forward to kill this madman with terrifying and boundless potential.

"Fourteen punches. She was quite a formidable monster to withstand so many of my fist strikes; that's rare," Chu Feng said.

At this, the Dark beings truly exploded with rage. Even Cang Qing, who did not wish to openly fall out with the Dog Emperor, could no longer contain the surging fury, and emotions ran high.

The Corrupted Corpse was speechless, wanting to tell him, "Can you please stop talking? Every word you say is poisonous; even I, the Daoist, wasn't as irritating as you back in the day!"

For a moment, all stirred with immense anger, whether they were sinister races from the Earthen Calamity or Dark beings who had undergone ominous baptisms.

However, they also had to admit that this madman was indeed incomparably powerful, far exceeding everyone's imagination.

Although Meng Lan had not been selected as one of the strongest prodigies from the Earthen Calamity, she was still extremely powerful, with few able to contend with her.

After all, there were only a few strongest prodigies in the sinister races, and it was too difficult to secure that position.

Just as the crowd was about to erupt and their anger was on the verge of being unleashed, another person silently appeared in the arena. He had silver hair, a tall figure, and was a spirited young man, his pupils even gleaming with silvery-white light.

His appearance instantly quieted many people present, and the agitation gradually subsided.

"Who's arrived? Which race is he from?"

Even members of the sinister races were whispering, asking those beside them, sensing instinctively that the newcomer was extraordinary.

"Naturally, it's Lord Qi Yuan who has arrived, a true prodigy-level being from the Earthen Calamity!" someone whispered.

This was the person Cang Qing had spoken of, who had recently coincidentally traveled to the Dark Continent.

Qi Yuan, the invincible one among this generation from the Earthen Calamity, had personally arrived.

"I just killed a Dao Ancestor's descendant. What about you? You're not a descendant of a supreme bloodline, a being at the Road's End level, are you?" Chu Feng spoke.

"No, I rose from ordinary beings, unrelated to Dao Ancestor bloodlines, and even less to Road's End level powerhouses," Qi Yuan replied.

"This is problematic. You seem very strong, but I promised to end the battle within twenty punches," Chu Feng frowned.

To be able to evolve to this stage from an ordinary being, this person must have gone through countless battles. They would be even more difficult to deal with than Dao Ancestor descendants who had superior innate starting points and unparalleled scripture inheritances.

"Setting aside our stances, you are a remarkable individual," Qi Yuan began, "However, you and I are inherently opposed; I must kill you! Just as you dislike the aura about me, the so-called harmonious energy emitted by your various Heavenly Races, to me, is ominous, decaying, and a foul impurity that needs to be purified!"

Chu Feng was silent, then nodded and said, "Different stances lead to different perceptions and understandings; that's comprehensible. So, to respect you, and since my thoughts align with yours, I'll just beat you to death!"

With no further words, the two directly attacked, clashing together.

Clearly, Chu Feng wouldn't employ complex moves. From the start, he unleashed his strongest trump cards: the Ultimate Fist, the Nine Treasures Marvelous Art, the golden characters on the stone jar...

The silver-haired Qi Yuan was no different; his bones clanged, revealing that his entire body was made of sinister bones, having undergone a great nirvana, his power astonishing the world.

The two exploded into action, colliding repeatedly. Blood splattered everywhere—both from the enemy and from Chu Feng himself. Their bodies became battered and broken in the shortest amount of time.

If not for Chu Feng diligently cultivating the Undying Scripture for a thousand years, comprehending Luo Tianxian's soul light method, and quietly understanding the Emperor Scripture gifted by Yaoyao, his fate today would have been unpredictable.

Even so, he struggled immensely, using all his techniques, yet some of his bones were still fractured in multiple places, and his flesh and blood were on the verge of exploding.

However, the silver-haired Qi Yuan was also in dire straits; he had just been blasted in half by Chu Feng, his two body halves falling to the ground, sinister true blood flowing.

Fortunately, his strength was sufficient, and he quickly reassembled his sinister bone cultivation body.

The final strike, precisely the twentieth punch, saw Chu Feng undergo extreme sublimation, surpassing his own limits. He merged all his profound arts, becoming a nine-colored light wheel, the ultimate fist, and the golden characters, all manifested upon his flesh, blood, and soul light. He, as the wheel, fist, and Dao, unleashed a devastating blow upon Qi Yuan.

Half of Chu Feng's body was torn apart, his flesh and blood a bloody mess, his cultivation bones fractured. He was truly in a miserable state.

However, Qi Yuan suffered an even more tragic fate. His entire body disintegrated inch by inch, then completely exploded, and so did his soul light.

Within his disintegrating sinister bones and shattered flesh, the Flame of the Great Void and the Flame of Ancient Cosmos emerged and burned, causing Qi Yuan to roar uncontrollably as his soul light rapidly dimmed.

Ultimately, he was defeated and died, his form and spirit completely extinguished!

In mere moments, one of the strongest prodigies from the source of the Sinister Earthen Calamity was dead?!

Cang Qing's scalp tingled. There were only a few prodigies in total, destined to be nurtured as Dao Ancestors, perhaps even embryonic forms of future Road's End level beings!

As a result, Qi Yuan was dead, blasted into oblivion by that madman, precisely twenty punches.

With a "whoosh," the Dog Emperor and the Corrupted Corpse teleported away with Chu Feng, disappearing completely.

"Don't chase! Cang Qing, I warn you, don't try anything, or I guarantee I'll crush you to death when we return!"

Before leaving, the Dog Emperor issued a series of threats, his voice echoing under the vast sky, but his dog form had long vanished.

Along the way, they entered the depths of the Dark Continent.

En route, Chu Feng continuously circulated his scriptures, restoring his battered body and soul light, making his physical form increasingly resilient and his soul light more condensed.

The Dog Emperor and the Corrupted Corpse stood guard for him outside a mountain valley.

Chu Feng began to plant the special seed. The stone jar was beside him, containing Grand Universal-level exotic soil, emitting a hazy light mist that enveloped the area, making it impossible for outsiders to discern what was happening inside.

A pitch-black plant grew, then bloomed, scattering dense wisps of mist that gradually enveloped Chu Feng.

He circulated his breathing technique, his mouth and nose filled with the mysterious mist — inscrutable pollen that he refined, causing it to resonate with his flesh, blood, and soul light.

His entire physical body began to glow, radiantly luminous.

He was evolving towards the Grand Universal level, resisting the erosion of decay, undergoing nirvana, and achieving a leap in life!

An incomparably powerful and terrifying special Grand Universal being was about to be born here!