Chapter 913: Killing Without Mercy

Chu Feng's scalp felt like it was splitting, and battle-frenzy surged through his body, his fury instantly flaring. He charged forward like a bolt of lightning, carrying the Heavenly Dao Umbrella in his left hand and the Purple-Gold Bamboo in his right, heading deep into the Pure Land of Great Dream.

He wished he could kill the red-robed woman with a single blow. She was utterly detestable. Her smile, though alluring and sexy at first glance, was truly filled with malevolence.

At that moment, Chu Feng felt an electric current surge through his body; it was his rage-filled blood coursing through him. He was truly beyond furious, having never hated anyone so intensely before!

The entire starfield was in an uproar. What happened in the Pure Land of Great Dream was captured by the Sky Eye, and its broadcast profoundly shook all races; no one could remain calm.

A super-evolutionary civilization was thus massacred, and for such a simple reason, which was utterly tyrannical. Many felt a sense of desolation, a shared vulnerability.

The attitudes of the purple-haired man and the red-robed woman, in particular, were intolerable, provoking fierce reactions from all races!

Now, the entire star-sea was watching, with everyone following the matter; the situation was too serious.

Where was Chu Feng?

Many called out, and for a moment, numerous individuals felt that Chu Feng, the great demon, was actually so benevolent, truly wishing he would appear immediately and slaughter all those people.

"That was..."

Someone was startled; the Sky Eye captured a phantom image, flashing past. Veteran powerhouses from all races straightened their bodies and sat up, sensing that something major was about to happen.

In the Pure Land of Great Dream, Chu Feng arrived. With a boom, the Purple-Gold Bamboo in his hand enlarged, like a dark purple iron rod capable of smashing ancient divine mountains, suddenly descending from the edge of the void.

"Hmm?!"

Clearly, those deep within the Pure Land were exceptionally keen, their divine senses astonishingly sharp. All of them immediately detected the enemy and danger, reacting swiftly.

Without a doubt, there were Saints among them, and they were supreme figures; otherwise, they couldn't have effortlessly killed the two old Saints of the Pure Land of Great Dream.

Chu Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he attacked with all his might, embodying the true essence of Lightning Fist with his dual weapons. His movements contained the most profound and intricate changes, swift as lightning, as he locked onto his target, refusing to give up.

The Heavenly Dao Umbrella in his left hand parried, fending off deadly attacks from more than one Saint.

At the same time, the Purple-Gold Bamboo in his right hand transformed into thousands of purple lights, locking onto the red-robed woman as stick shadows filled the sky, raining down upon her.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered. Although the red-robed woman reacted swiftly, like a red flood dragon soaring, as fast as lightning, she was still hit.

She let out a shriek as her legs exploded into a bloody mist!

It must be said that her reaction was incredibly fast; she possessed extraordinary talent, an astonishing grasp of combat, and a terrifyingly high sensitivity to danger, allowing her to avoid a fatal blow.

She brushed past death but couldn't escape the fate of being severely wounded.

The Purple-Gold Bamboo didn't strike her skull, instead sweeping across her lower legs. Naturally, she couldn't block it; even though she wore crimson-gold armor, both her lower legs were shattered.

Not only that, but the Purple-Gold Bamboo was a supreme Saint artifact, imbued with runes and a terrifying touch of innate light. It also caused her upper thighs to explode inch by inch, sending blood splattering.

Finally, even though she executed an astonishing movement technique, soaring like a startled swan and tracing an eerie arc as she flew away, her body below the waist still disintegrated, leaving a crimson spread.

"Ah..." she shrieked miserably. Her recent smile and the arrogance of life's disregard deep in her eyes were gone, replaced only by pain.

Losing more than half her body from a single blow was more terrifying than being cut in half at the waist. Everything below her chest was gone, a bloody mess. Her half-body flew sideways, crashing into a mountain peak and causing it to collapse.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng's Heavenly Dao Umbrella was vibrating, fending off the onslaught from a group of people.

This weapon was very special. After its canopy opened, it protected Chu Feng from behind, shielding him completely and blocking the full assault of the other five, ensuring he was not in danger.

Furthermore, he was still actively attacking. This umbrella, refined primarily from innate divine materials, possessed immense power, capable of directly slaying Saints!

"Crack!"

The large umbrella rotated, severing all the flying swords unleashed by the opponents, turning them into gleaming metal fragments.

People in the starry sky were aghast. Those flying swords were all brilliantly luminous, their divine light dazzling. Some were golden like a blazing sun, some crimson like a blood moon, and others silvery-white and sharp; all of them were Saint-grade artifacts.

The fact that several Saint-grade swords were severed by the Heavenly Dao Umbrella was utterly astonishing.

Finally, the area shook, and both sides separated. Many of the surrounding mountains, dense with domain formations, collapsed, leaving a scene of chaos.

Chu Feng retreated, while the several individuals opposite him also looked serious, holding their weapons and confronting him.

There were six individuals in total. Two were top-tier Saints in their realm. Three were Minor Saints, two of whom ranked among the nine most powerful experts of this generation in the Chaotic Universe. The last was an old servant at the Sub-Saint level.

The red-robed woman was a Minor Saint, in a miserable state, having lost half her body. She was rapidly consuming a can of blue medicinal liquid there. As a master of her level, she could originally regenerate limbs, and now it was even faster.

Furthermore, the old servant was also in a terrible state, his body split open down one side. He was almost torn apart by the invisible energy emanating from the Heavenly Dao Umbrella.

All six individuals present were surprised; they hadn't expected that Chu Feng would appear just as they mentioned him!

At this moment, Chu Feng picked up the old Saint who had been cut in half, retreated to a safe area, and directly poured a can of red elixir into him, stabilizing the chaotic energy within his body and preventing his life force from extinguishing.

At this moment, the starry sky was abuzz with activity; no one had expected Chu Feng to charge out so quickly and heavily injure the red-robed woman.

"How satisfying!" exclaimed voices. "I used to dislike Chu Feng, the great demon, but today, why do I feel so fond of him? The Pure Land of Great Dream was a relatively peaceful sect, yet it was annihilated just like that. Even Goddess Qin was killed, and Chu Feng's child was also killed? That's utterly vicious! Chu Feng, kill them! Avenge your wife and child!"

In the star sea, evolutionary beings from all races grew indignant, wishing Chu Feng would immediately slaughter all those people.

In the Pure Land of Great Dream, Chu Feng stared at the people opposite him, with bone-chilling killing intent in his eyes, causing cold, fierce winds to sweep across the entire mountainous region.

It was desolate there because everyone had been slaughtered. Apart from this old Saint, it was hard to find another living soul from this lineage; the Pure Land of Great Dream's fate was too tragic.

"Where is Luo Yin?!" Chu Feng asked the only surviving old Saint, but his eyes remained fixed on the six people opposite him!

"During the evacuation through the wormhole," the old Saint informed him, "she was struck through the body first by that purple-haired youth, and then by that red-robed woman. Her fate is unknown, and she retreated to a hidden planet in our Pure Land."

Chu Feng's heart sank; he had a premonition of ill fortune. What realm was Qin Luoyin in? Not even Sub-Saint. Being struck by two Minor Saints—that was fatal!

Even if she had defensive armor and a Saint artifact protecting her, she likely couldn't withstand it!

Minor Saints were essentially Sub-Saints among the young and strong; their power was too formidable!

"I will kill all of you!" Chu Feng roared, his eyes bloodshot, staring at the people opposite him.

In fact, the six people opposite were also staring at him, astonished. Among their six great masters, two were Saints, yet even their combined attack failed to kill Chu Feng in the previous assault, which truly shocked them.

"Chu Feng, you killed my grandson Luo Yong," a Saint spoke, appearing middle-aged but actually very old, having long become a Saint. "We naturally seek blood vengeance!"

"You dare to kill someone from my Chaotic Heavenly Divine Palace," another Saint, also from the Chaotic Heavenly Divine Palace, declared. "We will naturally exterminate your entire clan! Today, we haven't even targeted you yet; we merely intended to clean up Luo Yong's resting place and make it a bit quieter here!"

"I think you're more like a bunch of lackeys!" Chu Feng retorted, his gaze sharp. He sensed something unusual, as these people seemed to be under orders to obtain the Pure Land of Great Dream's breathing technique.

"You're asking for death!" Luo Yong's grandfather's eyes turned cold. He found such words piercing to the heart because they were the truth of their current situation and predicament: they were forced to follow people from the Yang Realm, becoming their subordinates and acting on command.

"All of you, die!" Chu Feng didn't want to say anything more; he just wanted to kill.

"Wait!" Just then, the red-robed woman spoke. By now, she had repaired her injuries and put on a crimson battle robe. "Chu Feng, you killed my brother Luo Yong. Today, let's fight bare-handed, without external aids. Do you dare?" she challenged.

"Don't listen to her, just kill her to avoid complications later!" the old Saint behind Chu Feng whispered, advising him.

"Whether I use weapons or not, it will take the same amount of time," Chu Feng said. "I'm afraid using weapons would just turn her into dust. I really don't want her to die so easily!"

Chu Feng then made his two secret treasures disappear from his hands and walked directly forward, approaching the red-robed woman.

"You die!" the red-robed woman snapped, charging forward.

In an instant, she unleashed a terrifying aura imbued with Saintly might. Without a doubt, in her Sub-Saint form, she had devoured true Saintly essence, sealed within her body to be unleashed at critical moments, specifically to contend with an unconquerable foe.

At this moment, she smiled again, alluringly and sexily. "Luo Yong, do you see?" she said. "I will personally take his head to sacrifice to you!"

"My name is Cheng Wei, one of the nine Minor Saints of the Chaotic Universe. Remember my name when you descend to hell!" She was smiling cruelly, her hands crimson, as if dripping blood, emitting crimson glows that pierced through space. She was performing an overwhelmingly powerful finger technique known as the Red Sun Finger, capable of piercing through anything and tearing apart Saints.

Of course, these words were all telepathic transmissions; otherwise, they couldn't have been uttered in an instant.

"I blasted through your wife's body, and now I'll kill you too! Despair!" she shrieked, her smile no longer alluring, but slightly twisted.

However, when Chu Feng thrust his hands forward, she shrieked in terror as her fingers were severed, blood gushing out.

Chu Feng's hands, like two indestructible short spears, unleashed dazzling light!

This was the Flying Immortal Spear, a divine technique unique to Earth, where fingers transform into spears. It pierced through her Red Sun Finger, then her chest. In an instant, her body had hundreds of gushing, bloody holes, becoming translucent in succession!

"It's not like you cultivated that Saintly essence yourself," Chu Feng scoffed. "Do you really think you're a Saint? You're nothing but a worthless dog!"

As Chu Feng scoffed, with a bang, he grabbed her by the neck, pulled her in front of him, and raised a large palm, hitting her so hard that her teeth flew out of her mouth and her face twisted and deformed.

Then, with a powerful kick, Chu Feng sent her flying, and she exploded into pieces in mid-air!

"Ah..."

Cheng Wei shrieked as her physical body collapsed, but her soul light re-formed, only to be seized by Chu Feng's large hand and crushed with force, causing her soul light to instantly dim by sixty percent, on the verge of complete annihilation.

"Heh heh, go ahead and kill me," the red-robed woman shrieked hysterically. At death's door, she smiled demonically, seemingly unafraid of death. "I'll just reunite with Brother Luo Yong here!"

At the same moment, the other five people attacked, charging forward together.

"Dying like this would be too easy for you!" Chu Feng declared. While sending the Heavenly Dao Umbrella to blast away and block the others, he also took out a copper lamp and lit it with a snap, sending the red-robed woman's soul light into the lamp's wick, causing her to shriek in agony as it burned continuously.

This was a wicked and sinister Saint artifact taken from the Corpse Race, capable of refining human souls and integrating soul energy into the wick.

"I'll burn you for three days and three nights," Chu Feng said, "then I'll make your body and spirit perish!"

At this moment, he also engaged the others in an extremely fierce fight. In an instant, killing intent soared to the heavens, and everyone's moves were ever-changing, all employing powerful killing artifacts.

What was shocking was that the first to fall was actually a Saint from the Luo family. His Saint blade shattered, and when swept by the canopy of the Heavenly Dao Umbrella, his head flew off and his soul light was torn apart!