The Sacred Ruins
chapter-553

Ouyang Feng was simply a "street-calming tiger". Everyone else ran off the moment it came, and in a flash, there was no one left around it. Divine sons rushed off and saintesses shrieked, and only he and the old donkey were left in the meadow in front of the Kunlun lake.

"I haven't even acted yet and you have all started to flee. You really don't amount to anything, how disappointing. Of course, this also shows my own supreme power and might. That's comforting."

Ouyang Feng seemed proud and was as smug as it could be.

Many people, upon hearing this, wanted to smash open its face. This guy had no sense of shame. How could it utter such things?

Who would've avoided you if it weren't for your saliva falling down like rain?

"Pah, it's just a toad. Does it think it's a golden three-legged toad just because it has gold stripes all over its body?!"

People truly couldn't put up with it any longer. They berated Ouyang Feng and showed revulsion toward it.

At once, the toad was infuriated. It was indignant, refusing to accept this, and said, "What do you know? A golden three-legged toad with mottled blood is still a divine quasi-beast. I am a god, understand? I am destined to become this generation's divine king!"

"You toad, you should really be killed!"

Someone else said. His body was dripping wet and he was seething in anger as he pointed at Ouyang Feng. Clearly, he had taken a hit not long ago.

The reason why he was now hostile toward Ouyang Feng was because just then, he had practically blown his top. It almost drove him, who was extremely concerned about cleanliness, mad. He was wiping himself clean as if his life depended on it and rinsed with water.

He simply hadn't thought that lots of water would spout out when his rival opened his mouth to talk. He couldn't tolerate it at all and it shocked him so much that he hopped about with burning fury.

Immediately, Ouyang Feng's countenance grew solemn. He said, "You are truly daring. You're only a minor divine son and you dare challenge me?!"

This tone of voice dumbfounded a lot of people. A group of divine sons had evolved to the visualization level and were reckoned to be among the very best young talent on one of the planets. Yet now he was disrespecting them, calling them minor divine sons.

"The toad is yawning! What a breath!" Someone jeered.

Ouyang Feng wasn't having it. Its demeanor darkened slightly as it said, "Looks like you guys wouldn't know the power of a divine king if I don't do something. Today, I'll put down a few first, so my supremity can be passed on throughout the world."

They were obviously provoking words, yet Ouyang Feng said them in a serious manner. The toad was incomparably sincere, just like an impassioned young divine king.

"You toad, come and pay with your life!" The divine son who was sprayed with a mouth full of spit was the first to rush over and attacked firmly. The cocky Ouyang Feng had angered him extremely and he was truly fed up with him.

At the same time, another divine son strode forward and was also about to attack. This was the same person who had taunted the toad about his breath just then. He wanted to take the opportunity to bring him down.

They were incredibly fearful of Chu Feng and didn't dare to fight with him alone. But as for those by his side, they didn't care about them as they had never heard of them before.

On this planet, only Chu Feng's battle accomplishments were intimidating, and at the moment, the other creatures were unknown bodies.

Boom! Boom!

The toad charged over and collided with the divine son who was dripping wet, rushing to attack first. Although it was in its toad form, it straightened its body and swayed its arms, constantly clapping its divine hands. A radiance dazzled, illuminating the skies.

The scene was rather horrifying. Its move, the classic toad slap, was simple and direct, as it smacked forward!

Everyone looked on with wide eyes. This toad was awfully fierce. Its progress into the visualization level was incomplete, and it had yet to truly enter it, but it could already break experts in the visualization realm.

Plop...

The divine son obsessed with cleanliness and covered with saliva now felt as if he had been struck by lightning. During the cutthroat and violent confrontation, he had been jolted until he spat out large mouthfuls of blood. The web between his thumb and forefinger was ruptured, and both his arms spasmed. After that, his skin cracked and became bloodstained.

The Divine Toad Force was exceptionally powerful. It was nothing more than a skirmish, but it had almost made him burst from the jolt!

Bang!

In the end, with a violent slam, Ouyang Feng shook him so much that blood oozed from all seven orifices of his head. His body swayed, completely limp as he lost consciousness.

Ouyang Feng seized him alive and threw him to the old donkey.

Then, he turned and charged back over. He dashed toward the other divine son, who itched to attack but was standing there.

Ouyang Feng pounced in the air, a golden radiance surrounding its body. Crossing the sky like this was a typical frog jump. With a leap, it came close to the opponent. It waved both of its hands and smacked forward.

"The overbearing regretful dragon"

When Ouyang Feng turned around and pounced, it was clear it was using the toad slap. However, it glorified the attack by calling it the overbearing regretful dragon—no one else was this brazen!

"Charge!"

That divine son met his enemy head-on. In a split second, he unfolded an extraordinary scroll and transformed himself into a roc. This was a divine heaven-defying bird he had visualized.

Unfortunately, with the glow encircling Ouyang Feng's body and under the power of various kinds of divine beasts appearing behind it, this divine son was in for a tragedy.

Ouyang Feng had only used a small part of its own scroll. They were all divine birds and sacred beasts, ranging from real dragons to kunpengs. They were boundlessly terrifying and overwhelmed everyone here.

Bang!

The divine son coughed out blood as he was crushed.

In a short amount of time, Ouyang Feng had captured two divine sons alive, throwing them onto the ground. He looked ahead proudly and said, "Anyone else? Let's fight to our hearts' content today!"

There was absolute silence in the grounds of Mount Kunlun.

The group of divine sons and saintesses were depressed. Things had just started, and two divine sons had already been taken away. This toad with golden stripes, what was its background? Its capabilities were really rather demonic and wicked!

In the back, Chu Feng was the one who had the most understanding about how strong Ouyang Feng was. After all, he was the master that Ouyang Feng had fought with alongside, opposing others fiercely. After training in Mount Eternal, it had naturally grown even stronger.

Most importantly, Ouyang Feng had divine blood running through his body. He was a true divine beast's descendant!

"Heehaw, heehaw, you dare provoke me!" The old donkey looked down at the two captives. He lifted his leg and gave each one a kick, and the pain woke them up from their blackouts.

"I'm so sore. Why do I feel like my head was kicked by a donkey? It feels like it's going to split open," said the divine son who was dripping wet all over. He was raving on deliriously and wasn't fully awake yet.

The other divine son was completely dazed and hadn't recovered yet. He said, "Yes, my head is hurting a lot too as if I've been kicked by a donkey."

In the distance, everyone was speechless. Many divine sons and saintesses wore strange expressions and felt rather sympathetic toward the two people.

"Damn, you're going as far as to discriminate me. I'm going to fight it out with you guys!" The old donkey was indignant. He kicked backward with his hind legs, giving each of them a hit on their foreheads.

"Ah…"

"Ah!"

The two divine sons yelped. Right away, their foreheads swelled up, and a large bump formed. In addition, blood flowed as their faces were now beyond recognition.

Dazzled, they almost fainted again, but they just managed to bear it and kept their eyes open. They stared at the one who was kicking them with his hind legs with incomparable fury.

The old donkey didn't pay attention to them anymore. He turned round to face Ouyang Feng and, kissing up to him, said, "So many distinguished figures are submitting to the power of the divine Ouyang king. You're so talented and nonchalant!"

Ouyang Feng stood upright, sticking out its toad belly with its hands behind his back. When it smiled, the corners of its mouth reached its ears, as if the praises from the old donkey was already a given.

Damn! Across them, the divine sons and saintesses couldn't stand it any longer.

"Is there anyone here who could fight me?" The toad was incredibly cocky. With bulging eyes, it looked up at the sky, leaving everyone the view of an arrogant chin.

However, even though it was holding its head up high, it was still spurting and splashing its saliva everywhere. On the ground, the divine son obsessed about cleanliness screamed as he was once again drenched and covered with spit.

The other divine son on the ground was also livid. He covered his head and face with his hand, unable to stand it.

"Humph!"

At this moment, the young master from the Deity race snorted coldly. Then, he marched forward, and a few of the strongest divine sons and saintesses beside him followed his movements. They exuded a strangely terrifying aura, and it made the mountains tremble.

Now, Chu Feng, the black yak, the Manchurian Tiger, and the others strode over too. They pressed forward and didn't show any weakness at all.

Meanwhile, Yellow Ox blew into the white conch. With the heavy and desolate boo-hoo sound, a bugle call that seemed to have come from the ancient war between the heavens was sounding once again.

Ten large ships, almost rotten, listened to the bugle horn's command and moved. They moved forward together and dived toward the several hundred divine sons and saintesses in the outer realms headed by the Deity race's young master.

A large group of visualization-level saints from the outer realms were rather apprehensive now. Today's events had truly exceeded their expectations—originally, they were the ones here on a chase. Who would've guessed such a large group of immortal creatures would arise?

"Luo Yi, come here and fight!" Chu Feng shouted, directly challenging the Deity race's young master.

"You're not qualified!" Luo Yi wore a cold expression. He was poised there, tall and handsome, with his long golden hair dancing in the breeze. He stood in a blinding beam of light with extraordinary divine valor!

At the same time, he was haughty and conceited. He was extremely callous and didn't accept Chu Feng's challenge. He didn't think there was anyone here worthy of him to raise his hand.

"How pretentious!" The old donkey didn't wait for Chu Feng to speak and denounced. He said, "Heehaw, heehaw. Try and come at me if you have the guts to. I guarantee I won't beat you to death!"

Though only three years had passed, he was a changed man. The old donkey, who was once a coward, was now rather strong-willed after being influenced by Ouyang Feng, the black yak, and the others. Of course, it was only all talk. If he were indeed to fight with the young master, he would probably chicken out immediately.

"The young master, right? Come here, I'll kill you with a slap!" Ouyang Feng looked obliquely at him, acting in a pompous manner. Then, he pointed at all of the other divine sons and said, "Everyone, you're my prey."

This was simply... mocking the group and provoking them all. It was as if it was scared of having no enemies.

Immediately, this evoked anger in everyone and many reviled him in succession.

Now, the black yak began to speak. He was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses, with his hair swept back and a cigar held in his mouth. Unflustered, he said, "Today, I'll give the orders. To be beaten as a group or as a duel, it's up to you all to choose. I'll take you on right to the very end!"

Although he was rather calm all throughout, the demeanor he possessed made it seem like he was a member of a triad rather than a powerful expert.

His words, however, were rather domineering and incomparably confident. He showed disdain to all the divine sons and saintesses from the outer realms, as well as the Deity race's young master.

"Since you people dare bully my brother, I will not end this day without finishing all accounts!" said the black yak, his tone overbearing.

"Yes, no one can escape and you'll all be sold off!" The Manchurian Tiger now held a cigar in his mouth too. He stared with big copper-colored eyes and sneered.

Chu Feng realized that the current events weren't his business anymore. His brothers were rather confident—they didn't want him to do anything and just wanted to get rid of all the enemies themselves.

Behind him, Zhou Quan was burning with valor. He was impassioned and excited. He had come anticipating death, but he found that the situation had now been reversed. Yellow Ox and the black yak had brought tens of thousands of troops to encircle and reverse the attack on the enemies.

In the distance, Qin Luoyin, a descendant from the Dameng Pure Land, wore a strange expression. She hadn't advanced with the others and looked on with her eyes fixed on the battlefield.

The Deity race's young master began to speak and said, "Yin Bo, bring them down for me!"

As before, he was narcissistic and didn't want to do the job himself. Instead, he ordered a silver-haired man named Yin Bo who stood at his side. His strength was incredibly robust and terrifying.

Having heard what was said, Yin Bo walked out with long strides and a slight smile.

He had a tall and straight figure, and his long silver hair danced in the wind, exuding radiance. He had energy waves of astonishing power all over his body. He had a sense of confidence as well as indifference written all over his face.

Even Chu Feng furrowed his brow. This individual was extremely powerful and was at the pinnacle within the visualization realm. If he took another step, he would transcend the visualization realm.

Ouyang Feng was considerably interested in him as it sensed that this person was rather strong and wanted to battle him.

But the black yak pulled Ouyang Feng back and didn't let it attack. Upon seeing that Ouyang Feng wanted to open its mouth to object, the black yak quickly covered its mouth, not letting it speak.

"Brother, you should rest a little first. This person isn't worthy of you raising your hand. Yes, you want to speak. You can go spray the young master in a moment!"

Even those on his side were worried and afraid of being sprayed and getting wet.

Damn, Ouyang Feng glared at him!

The black yak was very calm. His hands were behind his back, and he held a cigar as thick as a carrot in his mouth. He glanced toward the silver-haired Yin Bo and said, "You can choose if you want a duel or bring your companions with you. I'll give you a chance!"

His mannerisms were indeed that of a matchless expert!

"Ah, just you? It appears that you haven't even entered the visualization realm, and now you want to fight me one on one? I despise you!" Yin Bo was imperious and courageous. Of course, his words were deliberately said to belittle everyone and show them what he was made out of.

This was because not too long ago, Ouyang Feng, the old donkey, the black yak, and the others were rather ostentatious and had upset the group of divine sons and saintesses.

His behavior now could be considered as a tit for a tat as he "returned the compliments".

The black yak, however, didn't care at all. With a solemn face, he said, "Do you really want to fight us all on your own?"

Yin Bo hesitated slightly and seemed a bit uncertain. In the end, he nodded, his silver pupils shining, and said, "Of course!"

The black yak replied, "Very well. You're rather strong-willed. Everyone, fall back. Leave enough space, and we'll give him the chance to duel against the group of kings!"

Then, he pulled Ouyang Feng and the old donkey back, and signaled for Chu Feng and the Manchurian Tiger to fall back without delay.

Yellow Ox grasped the black yak's intention and sounded the snow-white magic conch. Immediately after, a large rotten ship came forth. Then, with the sound of clamors, howls, and moos, the area completely flared up.

There were around two to three thousand immortal creatures aboard the large rotten ship. They each clamored and roared before jumping down together. In an instant, they flooded the area, and the silver-haired Yin Bo could no longer be seen.

Many divine sons were dumbstruck. It took a moment before they all shout out, "Shameless!"

Was there such a way of challenging someone? With a vessel of powerful immortal creatures and several thousand people, this was an army. It was a tactic using a sea of people.

Yin Bo bellowed angrily, immensely infuriated. His original idea was to confront the black yak, the Manchurian Tiger, Ouyang Feng, and the others by himself. In the end, he was the one in tragedy.

"Ah…" he hissed angrily.

Nevertheless, more than a thousand claws grabbed at him the moment he opened his mouth. They were incredibly powerful and were shining with brilliant lights. These entities were, after all, demon race geniuses who had once broken into Mount Eternal even though they all eventually failed the trial.

At the moment, it could be considered that Yellow Ox and the black yak's trails were rather successful. They could summon immortal creatures with powers as strong as their own. This also meant that there were visualization-level immortal creatures in the immortal army.

This whole group were all immortal creatures and didn't fear death. Naturally, pitter-pattering like pot-stickers, they flooded the area.

"Ah…" Yin Bo cried in fury, doing everything he could to withstand them.

But in a short time, he was almost torn to shreds alive. The group of immortal creatures grabbed him firmly, beating him until all the bones in his entire body had been broken. Then, they carried him back and threw him at the feet of the black yak, Chu Feng, and the others.

"How weak. Does the next one want a duel or to be beaten by a group?" The black yak remarked cynically, asking everyone on the other side. He held a cigar in his mouth, appearing calm and collected.

Yin Bo was weak? He was a super fierce individual who had reached the peak of the visualization realm! Unfortunately, he met the wrong people; untasteful opponents. This was destined to be a disaster.