The Sacred Ruins

The Infernal Black Dragon’s true form blood sacrifice seemed to have summoned a forbidden existence. Golden radiance erupted as the black dragon was torn to pieces and fell from the sky

Luo Hong reappeared but with a completely different aura about him. He was like an awakened deity who had traversed the ancient desolace, run through the dark years, and swam against the river of time to arrive therein.

“Roar…” Luo Hong let out muffled snarl with flashes of lightning gushing through his nostrils. That was him breathing—his breath which produced lightning when he exhaled.

He was showered with a striking glow all around him. He really did seem like a deity coming into being through the skies.

This was an important inheritance of their race—Deity Descent.

The void would rumble with his breath as he respired the energy around him. This stretch of land was like a flapping window paper on the verge of being torn open.

“We’ve even destroyed the planet once ranked eleventh. What’s more, all the ancient geniuses of this waning land have been slaughtered by us. You are nothing but a descendant, a barbarian!”

Luo Hong roared as his body glowed and every inch of skin was resplendent. Not only was his hair and eyes gold, but even his entire body was the same. It was as though he was made of gold.

Boom!

The saint of the Deity race rushed at Chu Feng with a kick. This was an ostentatious stance—a kind of tyrannical and peerless conceit.

He firmly believed that he was invincible at the very moment. After a long period of preparation, the true form blood sacrifice of the unparalleled legendary Infernal Black Dragon had finally drawn out the forbidden technique, God’s Descent.

The battlefield and the spiritual world were unstable. It seemed as though the earth and sky were falling apart.

The flying silhouette charged through the air and unleashed an unbridled kick upon Chu Feng’s head. It could be considered rampant and ruthless.

“Get lost!”

Chu Feng roared loudly. He had already come to this step, so what could he possibly be afraid of? He had dominated earlier on, and even the saint was kicked in the head.

At that moment, Chu Feng charged out flamboyantly with his fist glowing like an exploding sun. The gleaming fist was a blend of the eastern purple qi fist and chaotic star finger. The powers were combined into the same furnace, pushing his physical potential to its very limits.

This punch carried an auspicious air and a striking divine ember of light. It was poised to break through the void and prove itself eternal!

Boom!

The two made contact, and in an instant, the spiritual energy in the air became unstable. The waves of energy rose like the tides and rushed in all directions.

Huh?!

Chu Feng realized where the problem was with this first contact. The profundities of his fist had been suppressed. The Eastern Purple Qi Fist and the Flowing Light Fist were emitting immeasurable light capable of illuminating the entire spiritual world, but they were both extinguished by the opponent’s Deity brilliance.

Boom!

Luo Hong was like a wild beast out of its cage. He had erupted with an aura of desperation as he suppressed Chu Feng’s fist seals with his golden brilliance.

Chu Feng’s fist ached and his entire body felt like a small boat in the ocean. He fell backward, then retreated at lightning speed.

“Where do you think you’re going?!” Luo Hong cried coldly, then rushed forward. His pores were spraying out golden light as sharp as sword qi.

Chu Feng raised his hand and realized that there was blood running from his fists. His bones weren’t injured, but his flesh was severely wounded.

That startled and stunned him. This was a spiritual duel, but after he got hurt, he actually shed blood? It could only be said that his spirit had been injured and it was being expressed as blood.

Luo Hong revealed a cold smile. After taking that step, his fist also unleashed burning lightning toward Chu Feng amidst a blinding light.

Bang!

Chu Feng was struck once more. The light upon his fist ended up being extinguished, then his arm and half his body turned dark. He was sent flying with his energy suppressed.

His tenacious spirit and exceptionally powerful physique far exceeded the average person. Any other evolver in his place would’ve been stomped apart or killed with a single blast of Luo Hong’s fist.

“Innate suppression is similar to the appearance of a miracle. It’s almost like the release of a domain capable of turning an evolver into an ordinary person.”

Chu Feng pondered and ventured a guess as he pulled back, his eyes contracted. Even someone as powerful as Chu Feng was overcome by an extremely uncomfortable sense of sluggishness. It felt as though his entire body had been suppressed and his energy dispersed.

One could imagine how someone weaker than him would fare; most of them would completely sink down to the level of a mortal. They would be struck down into the dust of the mortal world and no longer be an evolver.

This really made him draw a cold gasp of air. He was incomparably apprehensive—the inheritance of the Deity race could be considered extremely terrifying.

Luo Hong’s expression ran cold as he exclaimed, “Do you understand the disparity between us now? Do you now realize how my race massacred you all back in the day? This inheritance is known as Deity’s Descent. In front of me, you are but a mortal. We are gods, you shall tremble before our suppression, and bow down to us in the end! You people aren’t even evolvers anymore. What right do you have to contend against my rice? You should be groveling over!”

Luo Hong kept on attacking as he spoke. He was like a demonic god moving as fast as lightning and taking the initiative to strike at Chu Feng.

He spoke like that just to intimidate and rattle Chu Feng. Even the ancestors of ancient Earth had been completely wiped out by the Deity race and all its experts killed in one battle. As he saw it, this was naturally a scar, an old, bloody wound. He wanted to slowly crush Chu Feng by taking his fighting spirit apart.

During the endless collisions, Chu Feng’s entire body turned dark. There were wounds on his fist, arms, and even his body. He was hurt pretty badly, and there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

“Deity’s Descent. This is the enormous difference between gods and the human realm. You want to defy the heavens over the descendants of your eradicated race? Die!” cried Luo Hong.

His offense grew sharper. His fists lit up, his energy was boiling, and his every strike was as though a meteorite had landed—it was terrifying beyond compare.

“Were it a same-level evolver from other races, Luo Hong could’ve killed ten of them in this short amount of time,” exclaimed a saint from afar.

It wasn’t clear if he was admiring Luo Hong’s sheer strength, or if he was praising Chu Feng’s extraordinary qualities for holding out for such a long time against a forbidden secret technique like Deity’s Descent.

Another person let out a soft sigh. “Deity’s Descent, one of the most supreme arts from the Deity Race’s secret canon, is indeed unrivaled. It makes sense why the top-ten planets haven’t changed since antiquity.”

Everyone on the origin beast platform was dumbstruck. Luo Hong was terrifying and practically unrivaled. Every single strong fighter from various races was afraid of the consequences if they were to fight with him.

At the same time, people realized that saints couldn’t be challenged to a fight. At their level and after their endless grinding and grueling training, they long became the perfect and unrivaled enemy of the newly trained younger generation.

*Bang!*

Chu Feng was so badly shaken that he coughed up yet another mouthful of blood. Although he was injured, what he managed was really astonishing. He was reduced to a mortal under the Deity’s suppression, and yet he was still able to persevere—many people were so startled that they were at a loss for words.

There was a burning glow in the depths of his eyes. It was an endless fighting spirit. He wasn’t discouraged in the slightest, because through such a telling moment, he had come to understand quite a lot of things.

Deity’s Descent was indeed a rare forbidden art. They were a race which stood tall with confidence since time immemorial and suppressed various races into submission.

But, there were some things that couldn’t be suppressed. Chu Feng’s Robbery Induction Breathing Technique continued to circulate. This was the basic condition which allowed him to brace himself for the big fight.

At the same time, his painting scroll was also still there and unaffected. At the crucial moment, he would be able to unleash it and kill the enemy with great ferocity.

However, he didn’t move the painting scroll. It only emerged from behind to shield himself and to confront the opponent’s painting scroll.

This was a spiritual realm where there was only spirit paint. The lack of blood and qi paper meant that the painting scroll wasn’t complete. Chu Feng and Luo Hong hadn’t come up, and yet they used their painting scrolls against each other because it wasn’t clear how the painting scrolls would perform under this kind of condition.

Besides this, Chu Feng discovered that various types of fist techniques were ineffective—only the resonance technique could still be used. After that, he gradually stabilized his situation!

“Looks like I should unearth a different kind of invincible technique. Normally, those fist techniques look really strong and incredible beyond compare. However, they pale in comparison to the top-ten’s forbidden arts. I need an invincible technique like the resonance technique!”

Chu Feng thus muttered to himself. Be it the Flowing Light Fist, the Chaotic Star Finger, or the Eastern Purple Qi Technique, they simply couldn’t compare to Deity’s Descent and would be completely suppressed.

Boom!

At such a juncture where he was extremely passive and could encounter death at any moment, he deployed his Demon Flood Dragon Fist in a bid to derive its most fundamental mysteries.

Only under the greatest pressure can one succeed!

At first, the essence of resonance technique came from Demon Ox Fist!

“Roar…”

A flood dragon emerged. Following the impact of Chu Feng’s fist, he raised his head and let out a long cry. The sea of stars surrounding the galaxy glistened brightly. The dragon weaved through the sky and crushed the planets one by one as it charged forward in the offense.

This was a visual phenomenon. It was also a vision from the past. The fist seal had reached a certain realm where it could destroy the starry skies.

“Huh?” Luo Hong was a little surprised. He discovered that his Deity radiance had enveloped this land but couldn’t completely destroy the flood dragon. The light in Chu Feng’s glowing fist erupted and blasted toward him.

But it was apparently not enough. He was confident that his body wouldn’t fail and that he could kill Chu Feng right then. A cold smile hung from the corner of his mouth as he pressed forward for the attack.

“Ah… This is the difference. A low-level evolver hoping to challenge a saint—that is never a smart move. He lacks countless experience and is even more lacking in trump cards. He who wishes to defy the heavens and challenge a saint will only die tragically! It is impossible!”

There were famous experts commenting on this matter. In actuality, Chu Feng’s situation was indeed looking grim.

At that very moment, the dao children, goddesses, and golden Bodhisattvas from the top-ten planets were outside. Each and every one of their gazes was transfixed on the match.

It could be said that, right now, the entire world was watching. Countless famous people had rushed over to watch this match.

“Heh, heh… Yaoyao. Your foresight isn’t that great after all. Is this your little lover or your lackey? His strength is just average, and he’s about to get killed,” cried a female saint.

Back in the day, she once fought Yaoyao, where she was savaged by a single slap in under ten moves. Deep down inside, she loathed Yaoyao.

Previously, she antagonized her, but in the end, someone exposed her and left her defeated. She couldn’t quite hide the embarrassment, so now, she couldn’t help but make fun of her once again.

Because she was considered a radiant and dazzling Goddess and a heavenly genius back in the day, the tribes ranked her within the top fifty in the universe.

And because of this, she was like an incomparably resplendent pearl and praised as a future female saint with unlimited potential. In the end, she encountered Yaoyao’s devastating slap; that was the biggest humiliation of her life and whatever pride she had was struck down. Her halo dispersed, and her beautiful looks seemed to have turned dull overnight.

So, even though so much time had passed, she still held her grudge. Even if Yaoyao had passed away and all that was left behind was a lingering will, she still wanted to get revenge.

“Who are you?” Yaoyao tilted her head in an elegant manner, as ephemeral as a true immortal. She glanced at the female saint without any emotion as though the latter were a stranger she had chanced upon.

“You…” The female saint’s eyes were cold and distant.

“She is the saint of the spirit race called Mu Qinghan.” Someone secretly pointed out the saint’s identity.

“Oh, I’ve never heard of her.” Yaoyao nodded indifferently.

After the female saint of the spirit race, Mu Qinghan, heard this, her face suddenly turned frighteningly cold. Was she being disregarded? She found this even less acceptable than ridicule.

She had fought Yaoyao back in the day, and yet the other party had no recollection of it? Was she merely a passer-by in Yaoyao’s heart?

This was even more difficult to accept than humiliation. No matter how one put it, she was still an extremely strong Goddess back in the day. Yet, she was actually being neglected like this.

“Yaoyao, you’re too insolent!” cried Mu Qinghan, the female saint.

In actuality, other people, including the various saints, the dao children, young buddhas, and fairies from the top-ten major planets revealed odd expressions.

They had long held Yaoyao in “great esteem”. This time, some people came especially for her and actually heard such nonchalant words.

This really was Yaoyao’s suave and confident style, her peerless domineering ways.

“Back then, the geniuses from the top-ten appeared in droves. I chopped all their heads off and sent them rolling, even those with the Origin Magnetic Sacred Physique, Myriad Star Physique, and Immortal Destiny Physique. I barely remember their appearances. Have you and I fought before? I simply don’t have any recollection,” said Yaoyao nonchalantly once again.

“Ah…” The female saint couldn’t help but let out a low cry. She really couldn’t take it anymore. Now, it looked like she wasn’t even a stranger in Yaoyao’s eyes, but she had now become a saint!

Yaoyao shot her a glance and said, “Unsatisfied? You can come at me now if you want, we can fight in the heavenly vine. Just now, someone reminded you that back in the day, I destroyed you with ten moves. Today, I’ll give you a discount and take you out in five.”

The female saint, Mu Qinghan’s face turned cold and said, “I’m currently a saint, but you? What are you?”

“I’m Yaoyao, number one under the starry skies!” Yaoyao shot a look back at her and said, “Saint? In my eyes, when many people fight, they look like they’re chopping up vegetables. You can come at me if you’re unsatisfied, and you can even gather help. I can take on an entire group, and I guarantee everyone, including you, will be wiped out!”

Yaoyao’s confidence and domineering attitude ignited the heavens in an instant and brought uproar upon the land.

But, the older generation and the saints who had lived from ancient times all had serene-looking eyes and didn’t really talk.

The dao children, demonic child, and goddesses from the top-ten planets were touched. They stared at Yaoyao and winced at the thought of how unbelievable this was.

Some of the top ten beauties were there. All of them were stunned after seeing Yaoyao’s confidence and suave attitude. Their beautiful eyes revealed a peculiar radiance.

“I never taught Chu Feng anything. He just fumbled around on his own path to reach this level. I think highly of him. At the very least, he is stronger than you old freaks.”

“But, he can’t hang in there anymore. He’s going to die here today. Your foresight…” snarled Mu Qinghan, the female saint of the Spirit Race.

She only managed to speak until this point when the battle situation changed in an instant.

Thump!

There was a splash of blood and dull groan. And that was actually… Luo Hong, the Deity saint?!

What was going on?! Everyone was dumbstruck because everything happened too quickly, and before they knew it, the tables had suddenly tilted. Someone had managed to unravel the undefeated Deity Race’s forbidden technique? That practically shocked everyone!

“Come at me. Let us fight too. Right, I’ll take on all of you alone. If you’re unsatisfied, come at me.” Yaoyao looked even more gorgeous, her smile and beautiful face radiant with astonishing splendor.