The Sacred Ruins

Chapter 435: Life is Lonely as Snow

Translator: Alsey Editor: Chrissy

There was a deathly stillness in the depths of Mount Lu. To their surprise, this was the final outcome!

This was someone who had been trained with the ancient methods used for the Heavenly Cavalry—one who had gone through the baptism of fire and blood, climbed out of the pile of corpses, and had ample combat experience. In the end, such a person had been beheaded with one swing of a sword, his head rolling far into the distance.

The Hundred Transformations Saint Child’s silky black hair danced crazily behind him. The gentle smile on his face was still there, but now it carried a type of coldness with beams of lustrous radiance shooting out from his eyes.

He was somewhat angry. The two domain researchers and the horseman that he had personally trained had met violent deaths one after another.

In addition, hearing that native speak and issue challenges to his face made his expression go dark.

Bai Qing’s clothing was simple and neat, but the expression on her elegant face was now frozen. This sudden outcome had caught her completely off guard. How could a horseman who had lived through a hundred battles be killed like this?

With her waist-length silver hair and tall figure, she possessed a rather elegant temperament. But now, a layer of green had suffused her fair face, and her complexion was hideous. She couldn’t endure this. She felt extremely embarrassed and awkward.

It was like that native had slapped them across the face.

On the peak of the mountain, the silver waterfalls crashed down amidst loud splashes and prismatic lights blossomed under the cover of fog and mist. The sound of waves crashing against the shore filled the area as the evergreen pines and cypress shook in the wind.

All parties were silent. Nobody said a word.

At this time, if one had to say who was suffering the most, naturally, it would be the five horsemen standing opposite of Chu Feng. It was too late for regrets. They should have been the ones to strike just now.

At that moment, they stood as motionless as mountains. Their confidence was exceptional—when their comrade attacked, they all looked on in admiration, waiting to watch Chu Feng’s death.

This was because there was a sizeable difference in the two sides’ power. They weren’t on the same level.

However, the result became evident in just an instant—their comrade had been killed, and in such a humiliating manner no less!

He had been captured alive by Chu Feng, then his head had been hacked off with one swing of his blade, cleanly and efficiently. This was like a slap on their faces.

"Die!"

An armored horseman lept into action. He wore a full beard and had a fierce look in his eyes. His body erupted with spiritual radiance, and he was like a goshawk tearing through the sky. In his hands was a sword made of azure gold that was taller than himself. His energy surged up like violent ocean waves as he moved in for the kill!

Green mist surged around the body of the massive and bulky sword. Like a mountain flood breaching the dike, he pressed forward imposingly to strike at Chu Feng!

This was a horseman who had severed his twelfth shackle. He had killed countless people, and he was filled with viciousness.

At the same time, the remaining four horsemen also moved in carrying their halberds and heavenly dagger-axes. They called out at Chu Feng, itching to exterminate him right that moment.

They did not want to make the same mistake twice. Their comrade had already made his move, so naturally, they would cooperate at any cost to follow up and attack the enemy.

However, this time Chu Feng’s defensive power was even more surprising, leaving people dumbstruck. On his body appeared the suit of silver armor that had been gifted to him by Yang Shan.

In the past, it had belonged to Yang Xuan, the heir of the Yang family. It shone with a clear silver light and was flowing with secret energy as it protected Chu Feng’s entire body.

At the same time, the monastic robe drifted up. Just like a scarlet river, it surged forward with great momentum, waving up and down and moving to meet the four horsemen who made their moves afterwards.

Those four horsemen’s weapons fell into the monastic robe as if they were sucked into a swamp. Simultaneously, the silver armor lit up and emitted a resounding metallic sound. These two treasures were truly out of the ordinary.

Additionally, Chu Feng’s small shield had also flown out while emitting a soft and radiant light. This was a gift from Hu Ruoxian. It knocked against the leaping horseman who was hacking forward with the huge sword in his hands.

Sparks flew out in all directions as the small as a shiny shield expanded to obstruct the huge azure gold sword and sent it flying!

These treasures were all remarkable—they belonged to divine sons and saintesses, so naturally, they were quite extraordinary. Presently, they were able to display their power.

Buzzzz!

The bronze sword in Chu Feng’s hand was swung once again toward the horseman swooping over him from high above. His sword had just been sent flying away by the shield. Now, he had nothing to defend himself with, leaving the doors wide open for an attack.

Pfft!

Blood splashed everywhere as the horseman was suddenly cut in half at the waist with a swing of Chu Feng’s sword. The two halves of his body were separated, and with a "plop" sound, they fell to the ground in succession.

"Ah..."

When he hit the ground, the horseman was not yet dead. His vitality was tenacious, and he rolled about on the ground howling in anguish. Even a steel-blooded horseman could not bear this kind of cruel torture.

The air rumbled as the monastic robe shook amidst a burst of scarlet radiance. The four horsemen’s heavy weapons were swept away. It was truly spectacular!

There were two people who utilized their secret skills in the dark in order to avoid the robe. They produced lightning and spat blades of light to attack Chu Feng, but it was useless; their attacks were disintegrated by the silver armor.

This time, the result was already clear in the time it took for a spark to fly off the flint. Chu Feng had hacked apart the second horseman’s body!

Both sides quickly moved across and put some distance between them.

At this moment, the scarlet, sparkling monastic robe fluttered down and fell over Chu Feng’s silver-armor-clad body. He then put his hands together and said, "Boundless deity!"

His exclamation was too hard on the audience’s ears. It left all of them stunned!

This spectacle was truly a strange one. Chu Feng, with the Buddhist treasure draped over his shoulder, cut down two of the horsemen one by one and suppressed everyone.

The remaining four horsemen did not continue their fight. Instead, they gathered up the halves of their fallen comrades’ bodies, hoping to recombine them. Blue veins of loathing and resentment appeared on their faces.

Behind them, the Hundred Transformations Saint Child Yu Wenfeng let out a light groan. His face was gloomy like water.

Chu Feng had counterattacked again and broke his prestige in front of everyone.

"Traitor!" The swan fairy Bai Qing’s look was ugly. This situation was truly unexpected. It brought a painful heat to her cheeks, and she felt unwell.

In the distance, the eyes of the people on the other two star passages revealed a spirited gleam as they focused their gaze on the battlefield.

Indeed, one after the other, they were taken down. The first time could be considered a fluke, but now? Chu Feng had cut down yet another horseman!

The young divine son, who had been playing chess underneath the pine trees, abandoned his game and stared at the area. The old man also revealed an odd expression as he watched Chu Feng closely.

Princess Lin’s bright red lips were opened slightly, and her face carried a stunned expression. She was quite startled—was Chu Fang truly so strong that he could defeat two steel-blooded horsemen?

This was completely different from what she had predicted. Not only had Chu Feng not "collapsed", he was even quite calm. First, he killed the two domain researchers, then he hacked apart the two horsemen. He had never suffered defeat up till now.

She had predicted that Chu Feng wouldn’t be able to resist them. Either he would be taken a prisoner and humiliated, or he would be cruelly beaten down by the Saint Child’s troops.

"Don’t tell me he can continue to resist? I don’t believe it, he shouldn’t be qualified to contend against someone of the Saint Child’s rank. These entities are on completely different levels!" she said to herself.

On the other star passage, the demonic saintess Ji Xuan had a bright and beautiful smile on her face. She sat behind a jade and stone table on the grass and held a drink in a jade cup in her hand, looking quite leisurely and relaxed.

Her backing was quite large, after all, she was the offspring of a demonic sage!

"Interesting. Even though he’s just a native from a savage planet, he’s still the heaven’s chosen one after all. I look forward to seeing how this pans out." The dark green wine in Ji Xuan’s jade cup shone brightly on her red lips. Her smile was brilliant.

The Peacock King and Nine-Lives Cat King’s expressions hadn’t changed. As they saw it, Chu Feng had indeed surpassed expectations, and thus he had already gained the interest of the demonic sage’s descendant.

Even further away, the lion-headed man Huang Tong was a bit scared. His throat was contracting as he said to himself in a small voice, "Chu Feng, you should be on your way as soon as possible. On this day next year, I will definitely go to offer sacrifices at your grave, so don’t continue to delay like this. It’s a bit frightening."

The group of people who had come with him and Chu Feng had complicated expressions on their faces. They were deeply astonished.

Now, Chu Feng, who was draped in the monastic robe, had a solemn look on his face and looked like someone who had achieved enlightenment. He stared gravely at the Hundred Transformations Saint Child Yu Wenfeng in the folded space and said, "Evil creature, come over and face your death!"

Other than the Hundred Transformations Saint Child, everyone else was petrified. This guy... he was acting like a deity. He truly considered himself to be an enlightened monk.

Wrong, looking at him, it seemed he believed himself to be a Taoist.

It was truly a chaotic sight which left everyone watching startled.

Originally, this place was somber and desolate with an intense atmosphere about it, but after he taunted Yu Wenfeng in this way, the horrifying atmosphere was immediately diluted quite a bit.

"Traitor, you overestimate your own abilities! Are you looking to die!?" Bai Qing reprimanded, defending the Saint Child’s dignity.

Chu Feng’s body was covered in the monastic robe, and with a swagger about him, he said, "Didn’t I tell you? Nothing but a bunch of smuggled goods! What Saint’s Child, what Heavenly Cavalry? They’re all insufficient for me to cut up!"

Yu Wenfeng’s gaze was cold and faint, and his killing intent suirged in his heart. He wanted to immediately kill this traitor who had been touching his bottom line repeatedly.

Behind him, in the depths of the folded space, the group of horsemen went silent. They possessed steel-blooded discipline and stood unmoving like statues. However, their gazes were somewhat terrifying and all of them were emitting a faint frosty gleam.

Chu Feng’s words were like a stab to their hearts. He had actually taunted them and mercilessly trampled all over the Heavenly Cavalry’s honor.

"Die!"

At that moment, the four horsemen released the halved body of their comrade. It was more than they could bear. They each burst into action and utilizing their most deadly weapons, lunging to kill Chu Feng without needing any instructions from Yu Wenfeng or Bai Qing.

Among them, three had mounts and were especially strong!

A battle broke out in the name of honor. Relatively speaking, they already cared little for their own lives. This was the first requirement in the training of the Heavenly Cavalry—be ruthless and unafraid of death.

Chu Feng did not dare be careless. Pitted against horsemen that were fighting with all their might, he had to put his entire mind and spirit into the fight. One misstep, and it would all be over.

After all, looking only at their levels, he was indeed three realms short of his opponents. These horsemen were entities at the peak of the shackled realms, with no more progress to be made.

Boom!

They collided barbarously. Surging with blood energy and killing intent, the four experts and three mounts attacked together. It was a tumultuous scene of boiling energy.

The forest burst apart, rocks melted, and bright red lava flowed freely.

Chu Feng carefully inspected the treasures on his body. He was pleasantly surprised to find that they were indeed worthy of being carried by the saintesses. They were all exceptionally powerful, and not one of them was ordinary.

Among them, the bronze sword was neither warm nor hot, and it appeared the most "by the books".

Meanwhile, the monastic robe was the most mystical. It had the most defensive power, and it was even stronger than the silver armor. What surprised Chu Feng the most was the gold thread on the monastic robe, which surprisingly had a little bit of divine magnetic composition.

One had to know that this was a material that could be used to arrange a shocking domain.

He probed further into it and realized that this robe was truly no simple item. It contained a domain within. In an instant, Chu Feng’s body was soaring with red brilliance, giving him a huge increase in power.

He hadn’t assembled the domain. All he had done was to activate the monastic robe with his knowledge of domains, and, just like that, it had revealed its extraordinary properties.

In that instant, wrapped up in the robe, he moved hither and thither to launch earth-shattering blows. Beams of energy overflowed in a breathtaking spectacle.

Pfft!

As a result, each of his blows blasted apart a horseman and his mount, while his own body was protected by the robe. His clothes were left clean and spotless with not a bloodstain in sight.

"You..." In the eyes of the remaining three horsemen at this moment, Chu Feng was pure evil. There was a type of devilishness about him. His body was enshrouded in red light, and he was unmatched in his speed and violence.

Pfft!

Chu Feng continued to spur forth a terrifying energy, and with a slash of his sword, cut diagonally through another person and even his mount was cut in half at the waist, ending both their lives.

This was a massacre. Chu Feng was like a tiger rushing out of the gates after he had discovered the secrets of the monastic robe. He was overbearing, fierce, and unstoppable.

"Chi!" With a slash of his gleaming sword, he decapitated yet another horseman. Fresh blood burst out, spitting high into the air.

There was only one person left. With a roar, his armor erupted with radiance as he lunged toward Chu Feng with the heavenly dagger-axe in hand.

It was futile, however. The monastic robe let out rays of light as Chu Feng used the "Flash Evasion" technique to move away in an instant. Afterwards, he immediately struck with his sword.

Plop!

Another rider and mount had been cut in half by Chu Feng.

So far, six great knights had been eliminated!

The dying horseman who had earlier been cut in half was also beheaded by Chu Feng in the fight just now.

"Any more?" Chu Feng asked in a loud voice. With the bronze sword in hand, he was the last one standing on the battlefield.

The scene was silent.

He gazed at the Hundred Transformations Saint Child Yu Wenfeng and the group of knights standing behind him. He shook out the monastic robe, weighed the sword in his hand, and exclaimed with a sigh, "Ah, life is truly as lonely as snow."