I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

boom!

The suction force of the crimson vortex instantly increased tenfold!

The three had already escaped tens of thousands of meters away. The quasi-emperor, who had burned his source energy, suddenly froze, his face showing endless despair and fear.

"No--!"

Amid their unwilling roars, their bodies were forcibly pulled back from the void by an irresistible force and thrown into the blood-red vortex that represented death.

In the blink of an eye, all four arrogant quasi-emperors perished!

It all happened in just a few breaths.

A deathly silence returned to the world.

Everyone is stupid.

The million-strong Divine Court army, the dozens of Void God Realm experts, the remnants of the Golden Ancient Clan, the Heavenly Ruins Holy Land, and the Golden Crow Clan... they were all frozen in place as if under a spell, their minds blank.

died?

Four quasi-emperors... just like that... died?

Was he swallowed alive by a coffin?

This thought arose in everyone's mind, bringing with it a chill and fear that came from the depths of their souls.

Shen Wudao was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. His eyes were glazed over, and a foul stench emanated from his crotch. He had actually wet himself on the spot.

His greatest asset, the quasi-emperor of the Divine Court, was devoured by a coffin right before his eyes...

This was more effective at destroying his will than any form of torture.

"Run! Run now!"

Finally, someone let out a hysterical scream, breaking the deathly silence.

In an instant, everyone realized what was happening.

They no longer dared to harbor any thoughts of revenge. One by one, they burned their life essence, unleashed secret techniques, and transformed into streaks of light, fleeing in all directions like madmen.

However, at the very moment they set off...

A cold voice echoed softly in their ears.

"I told you, you... all have to die."

Chu Feng's gaze slowly swept over the fleeing figures, his eyes showing no pity whatsoever.

With a thought, the Burial Coffin in front of him once again unleashed endless suction, transforming into a massive blood-red vortex that enveloped the entire sky.

"No--!"

"Spare me! The successor of the Human Emperor, spare me!"

"I don't want to die!"

The heart-wrenching screams and pleas for mercy echoed through the sky.

But no matter how much they struggled or how terrified they were, they could not escape being swallowed by the blood-red vortex.

Tens of thousands of Saint Realm experts were sucked in like dumplings being dropped into a pot, becoming nourishment for the Burial Sky Coffin.

The million-strong army of the Divine Court, their formation, was as fragile as a sheet of paper before the devouring power. Their warships and weapons were swept up in it, without even a ripple.

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The sky above Baidi City, which was originally filled with shouts of battle and gatherings of powerful figures, has become completely empty.

Aside from his own people in front of the city lord's mansion, and... Shen Wudao, who was slumped in the ruins, trembling with fear.

Chu Feng's figure appeared before Shen Wudao like a ghost, looking down at him from above.

"How do you want to die?"

A cold, emotionless voice rang in Shen Wudao's ears, like the whisper of a demon god from the deepest hell.

Shen Wudao suddenly shuddered. He raised his head and met Chu Feng's strange eyes, one of which shone with Buddhist light and the other with demonic energy. His soul trembled violently, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"I...I...spare...spare my life..."

He wanted to beg for mercy, to reveal his identity as the Divine Son of the Divine Court, and to threaten the other party with the name of his father, the Lord of the Divine Court.

But after witnessing firsthand the horrific scene of four quasi-emperors being swallowed alive by a single coffin and a million-strong army being reduced to ashes, all his pride and confidence were shattered.

He is now just a death row inmate awaiting sentencing.

Looking at his wretched appearance, Chu Feng's eyes flashed with disgust. He slowly raised his hand, and a chaotic light flickered at his fingertips, preparing to finish off this guy who had repeatedly provoked him.

But just then!

A sudden change has occurred!

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light shone brightly in the heavens!

Endless chanting of Buddhist sutras resounded throughout the heavens and earth, as if three thousand ancient Buddhas were chanting scriptures in unison.

Golden lotus flowers emerged from the void and drifted down, transforming the ruins, which had just witnessed a bloody massacre, into a place of sacred peace.

At the end of that dazzling golden light, the void twisted, and three ancient Buddha statues, each ten thousand feet tall and with a solemn and dignified appearance, sat cross-legged and slowly emerged.

Each ancient Buddha exuded a terrifying pressure that was enough to suppress all the heavens. There was a Buddha light rotating behind its head and a golden lotus supporting it. Its aura was even stronger than that of the Heavenly Ruins Ancestor and others who had just been devoured!

These were three quasi-emperors at the peak who were already infinitely close to the Emperor Realm!

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect?"

In front of the city lord's mansion, Situ Jun's expression changed as he recognized the insignia of the newcomer.

Gu Santong frowned, his grip on the wine gourd tightening. He muttered under his breath, "These hypocritical, bald monks! Of all times, why now? They can't be up to anything!"

In front of the three ancient Buddhas, an old monk dressed in a simple robe, with a withered face and holding a nine-ringed staff, slowly emerged from the golden light.

It was none other than Liao Chen from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect who appeared in the Bodhi Starfield back then!

Chu Feng stopped moving, raised his head, looked at Chen and the three terrifying ancient Buddhas behind him, and frowned slightly.

He could sense that the old monk's strength was more than one level higher than when they last met; he was now a Void God Realm expert.

"It's you again." Chu Feng's voice was calm. "What, are you joining in the fun too?"

Liao Chen clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Chu Feng, and said with a sorrowful expression, "Benefactor Chu, your sins are too heavy, and your body is filled with malevolence. You have already fallen into the demonic path. If this continues, you will surely suffer the backlash of the Heavenly Dao and your soul will be destroyed."

"I have come here to guide you."

"Please lay down your butcher's knife and return with us to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. Listen to the Buddhist teachings day and night to cleanse your sins, and perhaps you can find a glimmer of hope."

His voice was gentle and full of compassion, as if he were truly thinking of Chu Feng's best interests.

But Chu Feng could only laugh when he heard this.

Will you ferry me across?

Washing away sins?

They talk a good game, but they sing a better game.

They simply coveted the secrets within me and wanted to capture me, dissect me, and study me.

These hypocritical bald monks disgusted Chu Feng even more than the truly despicable people.

"roll."

Chu Feng was too lazy to waste words with them and simply uttered a single word.

Upon hearing this, the three ancient Buddhas behind Liaochen simultaneously opened their eyes.

Those three pairs of eyes, imbued with boundless Buddhist principles and seemingly capable of piercing through the three thousand worlds, all fell upon Chu Feng.

"presumptuous!"

The ancient Buddha on the left exhaled thunderous sounds, as loud as a bell, causing the entire world to vibrate and hum.

"You little devil, how dare you be disrespectful to Buddha!"

"He should be executed!"

The ancient Buddha in the middle had an even louder voice, and his words became law. A golden character "诛" (slay) flew out of his mouth, grew in the wind, and transformed into a divine mountain that suppressed all ages, pressing down on Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's eyes turned cold, and he was about to activate the Burial Coffin to bury these ignorant bald monks together.

But at that moment, another completely different voice rang out between heaven and earth.

"Hehehe... You old bald monk, you can't touch this guy."