The Sacred Ruins-Chapter 453: Who can Match Me?

Chapter 453: Who can Match Me?

Translator: Alsey Editor: Chrissy

The hunters were happily preparing to butcher the prey caught in their pit, but suddenly discovered that it was a vicious prehistoric beast leaping at them with a bitter baleful intent—one could well imagine that mood.

Presently, the dozens of outer-realm evolvers at the carefree realm had this exact mood. Just now, they had been fighting over Chu Feng's head, and they had all wanted to be the first to chop it off. How could they have predicted that in an instant, he would transform into a great demon king?!

It was too sudden!

This kind of unforeseen event exceeded everyone's expectations and stupefied the group of attackers. Even now, they still found it hard to believe. Beside them, the black tiger, the demonic bear, and Hong Ling's bodies were all split up into bloody pieces. It was proof of what had just happened, and it left them terrified.

The scarlet monastic robe was earth-shattering. When it began trembled, it was like the rising and falling waves in a sea of blood. It confined everyone and made it impossible for them to get away.

"Ah…"

Chen Feng howled. He was the only one out of the attackers who had not been killed. The bottom half of his body had been torn, and he rolled about on the red monastic robe. The bright-red blood didn't stain the robe at all.

Living like this was even more miserable than death. First, the pain from his wounds was unbearable, and secondly, his spirit had been tormented almost to the point of collapsing. The youngster of the shackled realm, whom he had overlooked and threatened to turn to dust, had not only killed his brother Chen Pu but had also crippled him.

At this moment, Chu Feng was still as a boulder. He did not move. Standing on the monastic robe, the expression in his eyes was like cold lightning as he looked over these people, making the these "hunters" feel their hair stand on end and their scalps go numb.

The murderous spirit was too great!

Although he did not move, this kind of dangerous posture and aura directly attacked the group of people and made their hearts pound.

"The Buddhists' secret domain robe limits our strength. We have to break through! We can't let him!" said one of them, uniting everyone to attack together.

Their current situation was anything but reassuring. They had been trapped in this monastic robe and were being watched by a demon-king-like native. Everyone felt imperiled.

This was a bit absurd. They were all evolvers of the carefree realm, yet now they were passive like this. They felt an incomparable fear toward the man who was supposed to be their prey.

Boom!

Chu Feng took the initiative and attacked—one person assaulting an entire group!

In the eyes of Earth's native evolvers, it was simply madness for a being of the shackled realm to attack a group of enemies from the carefree realm!

A thirty meter-tall giant roared as yellow streams of air spouted from his pores. Energy erupted from his whole body as he lifted up a fist as big a millstone and smashed it toward Chu Feng.

The air trembled—breaking the sound barrier was too easy for beings of this level. Add to that the huge size of his fist, the sound was terrifying.

The sound of the explosion was transmitted through the air. It caused white mist to surge up, exploding just like immortal mist and flying in all directions.

This was actually quite a standard physical phenomenon. However, in ancient times, normal people could not comprehend it, so they deemed this kind of white air stream as "immortal mist".

Thus, it became part of all manners of legends regarding immortals.

Boom!

Chu Feng did not evade. His body erupted with light as if he were cast from divine ceramic gold. He charged through violently and circulated his Thunderous Breathing Technique. As if there were thunder rolling through his body, his clenched fist changed to a faint gold color and his body erupted with brute force from head to toe.

This was especially true because he was now standing on the monastic robe, which was a perfect match for using with the Thunderous Breathing Technique. Regardless of whether it was his spirit or his constitution, all rose to the pinnacle of their power.

With a bang, the two fists knocked against each other. Their sizes were completely unequal, but in the end, it was the giant who choked back and groaned. His face was distorted as he staggered back.

The fingers in his fist were broken on impact and blood flowed out. Chu Feng's fist was too strong! As soon as he used the Thunderous Breathing Technique and built up his own body, his body was unbreakable like gold.

"Go, let's kill him together!" yelled a pale-skinned young human evolver with a malicious look in his eyes. Although he was also human, he had come from a planet in the outer realm and did not have any feelings of commonality with the humans on Earth. He called on everyone to surround and attack Chu Feng.

"You're right, now is not the time to be conceited! Toss aside all thoughts about preserving face and quickly join together to kill him!" responded a woman in white clothes.

She was also a human from another vital star. Her temperament was out of the ordinary. She was lucid, elegant, and refined. She also rallied everyone to kill Chu Feng together.

"I hate trash like you the most!" said Chu Feng coldly. If he was in the outer realm and went to a backward planet searching for fortunes, he would not act like them if he encountered people of the same species.

Boom!

Chu Feng's whole body was overflowing with a golden light. The Thunderous Breathing Technique surged as golden mist filled the air—not only from his nose and mouth, but also from his entire body. His pores relaxed as he became one with heaven and earth.

First, he fixed his attention on that young man. He directly went over, and without any fancy moves, he directly lifted his fist and pounded him. Every strike resonated through the air and caused a huge explosion!

The young man with the malicious look in his eyes could not take this kind of repetitive beating. Even though he used everything he had to repeatedly block with his palms, his hands were still broken and dripping with blood.

Thump, thump, thump...

Following that, his shoulders spasmed, and in an instant, they were blown out by Chu Feng's fists. He let out a painful growl as his already fair face was now even paler without a bit of redness.

Next, Chu Feng ran his fist through his chest. The Thunderous Breathing Technique erupted—Chu Feng's fist erupted with radiance like a sun.

With a bang, not only had this young man's body been split to pieces with gold light bursting out of it, but his skull had also been cracked. He died on the spot.

He was too indignant. Originally, he was an expert at the carefree realm, yet here he was, unable to exhibit his true power. He had been beaten by an aboriginal to the point where his body had disintegrated.

"And you!" While Chu Feng was bearing blows from all sides, like a humanoid beast who had broken out of his cage, he suddenly turned his body and fixed his attention on the woman in white, making sure to go over and kill her.

The light on his fists was glaring. Here, Chu Feng was under great pressure as he contended against this group of enemies. He chased that woman down to kill her, flying over like a humanoid bolt of lightning. His speed was frightening.

Next, he overtook the woman and burst out with six punches in quick succession. They were like lightning fists which interweaved together. They were splendid, brilliant, and possessed an abnormally terrifying spirit.

With a bang, the woman disintegrated and let out a miserable cry of bitterness. At the last moment, she suffered both pain and fear as she was killed in front of everyone.

Chen Feng immediately stopped his howling, and his face went pale in fear. He was hiding at a corner of the monastic robe and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The way he saw it, Chu Feng was like the whelp of a primordial demonic tiger who excelled in killing. His overflowing anger swept out, poised to slaughter those in every direction.

He knew it was too late for regrets. Today, Penglai's losses were too great. He should not have listened to Chen Sheng's urging and come here to incite trouble. This was purely courting death.

"Die!"

The group of people from the outer realm had no choice as they were trapped here. Having already seen Chu Feng's killing intentions, it was certain that he would not let them go. Now, all they could do was fight to the death and break this siege.

Chu Feng also ran into some trouble while attacking. For instance, this black serpent with wings. The cold air that it spurted out unexpectedly contained the power of extreme yin. Although it wasn't very strong, and one could even say it was quite thin, it still caught him off guard and made him suffer some losses. One of his arms had almost been frozen in place, and for a brief moment, the blood there solidified. As a result, others took the opportunity to pelt him with palms, fists, and claws. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth as he was sent flying.

Chu Feng watched it attentively, then focused on taking care of it. He hit the winged black serpent so hard its scales fell off and it was almost cut it in two.

"Your turn! You have the power of extreme yin. I'll save you as an ingredient!"

With a whoosh, Chu Feng pulled out the Spirit Binding Cord. He no longer chased the serpent down, but rather directly let the treasure deal with it.

The scene was quite bizarre—a golden hemp rope flew out, pursuing and attacking like a snake. It then entangled the black flying serpent and tied it up nice and sturdy.

The flying serpent was startled and angry. It could not struggle free of the cord and was captured alive.

Bang!

A mysterious silver tortoise struck Chu Feng's back. It was truly unavoidable because there were experts attacking him from all sides.

The silver tortoise had succeeded. It caused Chu Feng to stagger back and made his bones echo. Fortunately, the Thunderous Breathing Technique was still in motion and his physique was like the incarnation of a golden body. His constitution had already far surpassed that of other people, and it was hard to shake him up.

Chu Feng was only lightly wounded, and his foundations had not been injured. He lightly coughed out a bit of blood and jumped up to fight them fiercely once more.

"According to my experience, I'll likely go insane with hunger when marching toward the carefree realm. I must prepare some snacks ahead of time. I'll count you as one too!" Chu Feng stared at the mysterious silver turtle.

This tortoise was too sturdy, and right now, it was the only creature that had not been injured by Chu Feng. Even though he had struck the turtle several times, it was him that took damage instead.

Now that Chu Feng was staring fixedly at the tortoise, it immediately perceived danger.

Chu Feng formed a fist seal and melded the Demon Flood Dragon Fist and the Demon Ox Fist together in conjunction with the Thunderous Breathing Technique. His fists gleamed with a terrifying light, and energy boiled over like magma.

Bang, bang, bang...

He focused on the silver tortoise and released a continuous string of hits, finally cracking the tortoise's shell. If he kept this up, the tortoise would certainly burst into pieces.

Swoosh!

Chu Feng utilized the multi-colored net to bind the silver tortoise, shrouding it within and capturing it alive.

The silver tortoise felt sullen. Crossing over was extremely dangerous for outer-realm beings, and in order to protect themselves, the treasures they carried had nearly been destroyed. Now, they had no weapon to use.

Next, Chu Feng swept his eyes over everyone. It was clear that they would not survive. He was about to slaughter them all.

"Since you won't make for ingredients, you'll all die!"

When Chu Feng said these words, their faces all went ashen. What did he consider them to be?

Bang!

The battle intensified as they all attacked Chu Feng together.

Pop!

Chu Feng punched a mountain rat spirit bigger than an elephant into the air—its razor-sharp teeth all flew out.

A crystal man holding a treasured crystal mirror unexpectedly drew in the sun's flames and almost wounded Chu Feng. The area burst into raging flames which contained a bit of extreme yang essence.

Ding!

There was a long, drawn-out toll as a large bell appeared outside of Chu Feng's body, resisting the solar flames. His defensive power had increased exponentially.

This was the embodiment of Twelve Xingyi True Forms. Merged with the Demon Ox Fist, Demon Flood Dragon Fist, and the Thunderous Breathing Technique that was still in motion, Chu Feng became even more frightening.

Crack!

Finally, Chu Feng had gotten rid of the crystal person who was struck into pieces by the bell outside Chu Feng's body.

Far off, Chen Sheng was responsible for watching over the Seal of Domain Suppression. At the same time, he was watching the battle. His face had long gone deathly white without a hint of blood in it.

The scarlet specks on the monastic robe, as well as people continuously turning into corpses made him feel cold from his head to his feet. He saw Chen Feng get ripped apart and struggling at death's door. He didn't want to linger a moment longer and turned to run away.

However, on the monastic robe, Chu Feng had been keeping a constant watch on the surrounding situation. In an instant, he tossed over a dark red spear, which landed with an ear-splitting sonic boom.

Pop!

Chen Sheng had been directly nailed to the ground by the dark red spear. A large chunk of his body was blasted away, and his blood was spilled onto the grass. He let out a blood-curdling scream, then lost consciousness. It wasn't so easy to flee.

And on the monastic robe, the battle became even more intense.

Roar!

The thirty meter-tall giant transformed. His pores spouted blood, but his body's exterior had become a lustrous gold. His strength increased immensely as he transformed into a golden giant!

This enormous body with its violent fists charged toward Chu Feng with all i8ts might. He was incinerating his true blood and manifesting his ancestor's bloodlines, determined to fight to the death.

Sure enough, after unleashing his power, he could even contend with Chu Feng who had an energy bell hovering outside his body. A fierce fight broke out between them.

The bell tolled pensively as energy gushed out.

The golden giant had an extraordinary and terrifying strength. It was quite a pity that his ancestors' blood was limited and could not hold on for very long.

Also, while he could still fight fiercely before the golden blood was exhausted, he was already showing signs of losing. After hundreds of strikes and amidst the intense collision, Chu Feng struck his huge body with a bang and sent him flying. His body was covered in blood, and his chest had a terrifying fist-shaped hole in it.

Energy exploded therein, destroying his faint gold-colored heart. The golden giant became thoroughly dispirited, and the vicious glint in his eyes had faded quite a bit.

Bang!

Finally, he met a violent death when Chu Feng kicked him in the head.

It could be said that the exchange of fists here was fast and violent, and at the same time, it was cold-blooded and cruel. Fighting for life or death was just like this. Whoever dared to relent may end up dead.

Within an instant, the vast monastic robe was covered in bloodstains and corpses were strewn across it in disarray. Not many people were left over after this bloody battle.

There was an ear-splitting hum as a locust flapped its wings. With a human body and a locust head, it surrounded Chu Feng and shot out a barrage of sword radiance. It was fast, but it could not strike through the energy bell.

Bang!

The qi in Chu Feng's kidneys gushed out and his energy surged, interweaving to form a pair of luminous wings. He flew toward the sky and disintegrated the flying locust with a single punch.

"The Flying Locust Prince won't let you get away!" The locust spirit let out an unwilling howl, but it could not change anything and died on the spot.

Next, Chu Feng swept away the group of enemies. Those left standing were all killed, and their corpses littered the monastic robe. All that was left was the half-bodied Chen Feng who was also killed with a stomp.

In the black bamboo forest at the foot of Mount Putuo, everyone was stunned, especially the Earth's native evolvers. Everyone trembled and felt their blood run quicker.

This was truly a peerless great demon king!

Chu Feng's impact on them was too great. He had killed enemies of the carefree realm with his shackled realm strength. He swept everyone away like a lion bursting into a group of sheep!

Saint Child Li Qing and the people at his side all had grave expressions on their faces. They had been evaluating Chu Feng's strength. In a battle of the same realm, he had crushed all his enemies like dead weeds and eliminated everyone. This was quite terrifying.

Li Qing felt that the dao child from a small planet would not have this kind of strength in battle. Chu Feng was enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the saint children from those glorious planets.

"Could it be that he has grasped an extraordinary breathing technique that can startle even the saints?" Li Qing was skeptical.

"Huh?"

Chu Feng revealed an odd expression and said, "Come out!"

He sensed someone behind the monastic robe. It was the saintess, Li Lin. She seemed to be setting something up, but Chu Feng didn't care at all.

"Perhaps I can fulfill the first step of my wish. Maybe today I can hunt down a real saintess!" Chu Feng's Fiery Eyes were fixed on the other side of the monastic robe.