Chapter 873: Who’s Arrogant

Chu Feng’s expression was grim. Golden symbols appeared in his eyes as he fixed his icy gaze on his opponent, striding through the void and pressing forward. He could naturally sense the immense power of this individual, far surpassing that of his previous adversaries. Today, while filled with anger, a faint, warlike fervor surged within him.

Recently, he had consistently overwhelmed his opponents, rarely encountering any of his generation who could truly contend with him. This was the moment.

"A Minor Saint from the Chaos Universe, the strongest of your race – I'm truly looking forward to this!"

Chu Feng’s aura surged. He wanted to measure the strength of a Minor Saint from another universe to understand just how formidable the top young powerhouses from other universes truly were. He contemplated the fact that he would eventually leave the Netherworld Universe for the Yang World, and naturally, he wanted to ascertain the power level of the most exceptional young figures from other universes. Thus, he did not immediately deploy his domain. There were some opponents, some individuals, that he felt he needed to experience and truly understand.

At this moment, like Luo Yong, Chu Feng was covered in runes, his energy surging intensely. The two drew closer, now less than a hundred feet apart in the sky. For beings of their caliber, such a short distance was no different from standing mere feet apart!

"Boom!"

Finally, the two erupted, charging at each other and unleashing their full power. Luo Yong immediately struck with a Divine Palm, his golden hand, as large as a winnowing basket, solid flesh and not merely energy, appeared capable of shattering heaven and earth!

"Holy crap!"

Nearby, even Ouyang Feng was astonished. This so-called Minor Saint's vital energy was incredibly potent; he could sense the oppressive aura characteristic of a Sub-Saint. Others were even more terrified. Many guests retreated repeatedly, yet were still sent stumbling backward by the surging vital energy, some even falling to the ground.

Chu Feng employed the Great Sun Tathagata Fist, activating the Great Thunderclap Breathing Technique. This fist art and breathing method were perfectly compatible, sharing a common origin. His entire body glowed, akin to a young deity, his power reaching its absolute zenith as he clashed with the opponent's Divine Palm.

*Booming impacts!*

In that instant, the two intertwined like bolts of lightning, moving with astonishing speed, as if tearing the very fabric of space. The air had already exploded, and white currents, like ethereal mist, churned violently! High-speed energy currents, unleashed from their clash, swept across the surroundings, causing some mountain peaks below to tremble, crack, and even explode. Had powerful domains not been embedded within the mountains, even these spiritual peaks would have been pulverized. Even with the domains, the mountaintops were still damaged, demonstrating the ferocity of their exchange.

Like two golden bolts of lightning, the two moved swiftly through the air, entwined in battle, unleashing deadly intent. They continuously collided, erupting in blinding flashes of light, as if undergoing nuclear explosions!

Both Chu Feng and Minor Saint Luo Yong were sent flying backward. Their eyes glowed with intense light as they stared coldly at each other, each recognizing the extraordinary power of their opponent. However, people keenly noticed that Chu Feng's hands were bleeding. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger had split open, and there were also cracks in the flesh of his other fingers, with blood flowing freely. In contrast, Minor Saint Luo Yong's hands were in much better condition, showing no blood and appearing as smooth as jade.

At this moment, silence descended upon the Great Dream Pure Land. Guests from all directions were speechless, deeply shocked. Even the elders of the Dao, Corpse, and Buddhist clans were visibly affected, immensely surprised. Because, in everyone's perception, Chu Feng was invincible. Now, with the exception of Wu Lunhui, he could seemingly overwhelm anyone of his generation. Yet now, someone was actually holding their own against him, even slightly gaining the upper hand, causing Chu Feng's hands to tear and bleed. How immensely powerful and terrifying was this energy?

Across the universe, countless observers were momentarily silenced. Could the great devil Chu Feng actually be at a disadvantage? Since his emergence, he had relentlessly suppressed the Holy Sons and Divine Daughters of various races, but today, he might genuinely be overthrown!

"A Sub-Saint's physique..." Chu Feng stared at him, his expression growing solemn. This seemingly ordinary young man possessed an astonishingly resilient physical body. His Fiery Golden Eyes clearly perceived that the opponent's physical body contained immense vital energy. Even if it wasn't a true Sub-Saint level physique, it was incredibly close! How was this achieved? It astonished him, knowing that the opponent was still very young yet had reached such a stage. Was his physical body on the verge of becoming Sub-Saint?

"You are strong. Your soul light is condensed like a divine rainbow, a feat not easily achieved by ordinary cultivators. However, your physical body is too weak, out of sync with your soul light. While you are decent, you are still not enough for me to kill."

Luo Yong commented calmly, walking forward with one hand behind his back. Then, with a *boom*, he swung his other hand, even more domineering and ferocious than before. That hand transformed, becoming as large as a millstone, entirely golden and inscribed with runes, as if cast from pure gold, radiating a chilling, heart-stopping energy. The Sub-Saint aura intensified, as if a true Sub-Saint were unleashing their physical might, overwhelming all foes!

In fact, an ordinary person would have long since succumbed. Once a Sub-Saint's aura was unleashed, those not of the same rank would immediately tremble and collapse, utterly paralyzed on the ground. Bearing the designation of "Saint" made an immense difference—a chasm of power!

Fortunately, Chu Feng was powerful enough himself; his soul light had reached the pinnacle of the Golden Body level, slightly touching upon the Sub-Saint domain. This was why he possessed such formidable combat power, allowing him to contend with Luo Yong here. Otherwise, he genuinely wouldn't be able to withstand it. Without deploying his domain, no Golden Body level expert could possibly block the terrifying vital energy surge from a Sub-Saint level physique.

At this moment, heaven and earth roared. As the millstone-sized golden palm slammed down, the void shrieked, and runes manifested, completely enveloping Chu Feng. Chu Feng had no choice but to immediately unleash his Yin-Yang Light, a divine art comparable to powerful abilities like the Five-Colored Divine Light, capable of rending anything! Otherwise, a direct physical confrontation with this individual would certainly lead to a severe disadvantage!

He had once entered another realm, cultivating his soul light to the most profound stage of the Golden Body level, but his physical body remained in the Netherworld Universe. Even after returning and being baptized by drops of divine medicine, it still lacked complete refinement, possessing flaws and not yet reaching perfection. This was Chu Feng's current deficiency, requiring more time for further tempering. Otherwise, if his physical body were as supremely powerful as his soul light, he would have long since advanced to the Sub-Saint realm!

In the void, the Yin-Yang Light flowed, entwined with black and white energy, its divine radiance astonishing the sky and deeply shaking all observers, making their hearts pound. With a booming crash, a violent explosion erupted in the void, and the two separated once more. The Yin-Yang Light had blocked the opponent's Divine Palm, resulting in an even match this time.

"Cousin, stop playing cat and mouse! Kill him quickly. You are a Minor Saint from our universe; in this mere Netherworld Universe, why bother honing yourself? Just eliminate him directly! Who here can possibly contend with you?!"

Even within the Chaos Universe, only nine individuals had attained the title of Minor Saint. Each was the strongest of their race in this generation, capable of overwhelming a multitude of peers. They were powerful enough to sweep aside all opposition, rarely encountering a true rival among their contemporaries. Naturally, this was contingent on the nine Minor Saints not encountering each other or engaging in major battles among themselves.

"Heh, Chu Feng, Chu the Devil. Do you truly believe you're worthy of being called a devil, or a Divine King? What a joke! Once you venture into the outer universe, you'll finally understand your own insignificance!" By the lakeside, another individual spoke with venomous hatred, his heart filled with intense indignation over the deaths of his two cousins. However, his words filled Chu Feng with extreme revulsion and loathing!

"Cousin, aim to obliterate him with a single punch, then quickly proceed to the bridal chamber. Haha, Chu Feng, you don't know this yet, do you? You won't have the chance to be the groom. Today, my cousin will take your place. You'd better grovel on the ground in submission, waiting to be slain! Haha..."

The moment these words left his mouth, the scene erupted in an uproar, followed by a surging cacophony of sound. Throughout the universe, various races were equally astonished. These individuals were far too brazen, arriving at a wedding to abduct the bride? No wonder Chu Feng, the great devil, was so utterly enraged. Anyone in his position would find such an act intolerable, inevitably fighting to the death, engaging in a relentless struggle until the very end.

The group of ancient experts from the Great Dream Pure Land were a mixture of fury and alarm. They had initially preferred not to comment, as such matters were best left undiscussed to avoid exacerbating them, but now they could no longer restrain themselves. Simultaneously, they felt fortunate that Chu Feng had retrieved Qin Luoyin in advance. Soon, they would present the Saintess, which would be a perfect and devastating blow to their opponents' pride.

At this moment, the universe itself seemed poised to erupt. Many cultivators were shocked, and an earth-shattering clamor arose.

"You all deserve to die!" Chu Feng said coldly.

"You are the one who deserves to die! Killing my cousins is an unforgivable crime!" Luo Yong sneered, taking a single stride that covered ten *li*, instantly appearing before Chu Feng. He raised his fist and struck, his overwhelming energy radiating outwards, shaking the surroundings and causing all cultivators to tremble. People realized that Chu Feng truly had met his match. This individual was terrifying, his power astounding!

"I killed your cousins fair and square. Not only that, I will kill the rest of them right before your eyes, and then, finally, I will kill you!" Chu Feng declared chillingly. He felt an extreme aversion towards the three by the lake; their words were simply too outrageous.

Seeing that all guests had retreated to a sufficient distance, Chu Feng decisively activated a domain by the lakeside. While fiercely clashing with Luo Yong, he also unleashed lethal attacks on Luo Yong's cousins.

"Hm? This is bad!" By the lake, one individual, a relative of Luo Yong, cried out in horror. He was enveloped by a spiritual furnace formed from symbols and struggled desperately. However, as Chu Feng lightly commanded from the sky, "Kill!" As a result, with a *bang*, he disintegrated into a mist of blood, exploding within the furnace.

"Ah..." Another individual screamed, drawn into a cauldron formed from domain runes. No matter how he struggled, it was futile. With a *bang*, he too disintegrated there, blood splattering everywhere.

"You dare!" Luo Yong roared in fury. It wasn't grief over his cousins' tragic deaths—he was a ruthless and cold-hearted individual—but rather their deaths before his very eyes, which caused him to lose face and filled him with intense indignation. He suddenly hurled a large flag, which instantly flew out and planted itself by the lakeside, flapping vigorously. It was a divine magnetic flag, which stabilized the ground, finally saving his last remaining cousin.

"How about that? I killed your kin right in front of you!" Chu Feng said coldly, clearly engaging in tit-for-tat. Wasn't this a contest of ruthlessness and arrogance? Who was afraid of whom!

Simultaneously, Qin Luoyin approached, graceful and peerlessly beautiful, yet her lovely face was filled with murderous intent, her gaze fixed with hatred on the Luo family members from the outer domain. The crowd gasped in astonishment. Qin Luoyin hadn't been abducted?

Throughout the universe, those who witnessed this scene also let out a collective sigh of relief. Qin Luoyin's admirers were finally reassured.

"The people of Chaos Heavenly Palace are utterly shameless!" At this moment, the ancient experts of the Great Dream Pure Land burst forth, exposing the despicable acts of the Luo family members who had killed at the wedding, not even sparing the maids, and attempted to abduct the bride, revealing the full extent of their deeds. This naturally caused a huge uproar. Many guests were immediately repulsed, disgusted by the members of Chaos Heavenly Palace, finding their actions base and malicious.

"Truly shameless, with such sinister intentions! They wanted to replace the groom and thereby humiliate him—how utterly vicious!" Many people cursed aloud. Across the universe, countless individuals condemned them, feeling that these few were utterly brazen and malicious, deserving of execution!

"Impossible! Where are my cousins?!" By the lakeside, the person whose life had been saved by the great flag cried out in shock and fury.

"Where are my three kinsmen?!" In the sky, Luo Yong's face also turned icy.

"I've slaughtered them all, not a single one left!" Chu Feng stated calmly, then added, "Absolutely pathetic!"