The next day, the weather was clear and bright.
Chu Xuanfeng led the ox into the Taihang Mountains.
However, the mountains were unusually crowded today. Many outsiders had gathered, and as soon as they spotted the lone man and his ox, they immediately moved to drive them off.
"This is the territory of the Celestial Organization. Take your pet and get lost!"
A group standing on a nearby hillside noticed Chu Xuanfeng approaching and barked out the warning.
Tension rippled through the valley.
Onlookers turned their heads curiously.
When they realized the Celestial Organization was confronting a lone wanderer, mocking smiles spread across their faces.
Poor guy. Wandering into the Celestials' turf? If he doesn't leave soon, he'll probably be killed.
"Celestial Organization? Never heard of such a garbage name," Chu Xuanfeng replied coldly.
"But since you've gathered so many dogs here today, you'll make fine offerings for my blood sacrifice. I'll start with you."
The ox stiffened at Chu Xuanfeng's words.
Oh no...
Another group of idiots mocking this man's black hand.
And in the name of a god, no less.
Some people are just born unlucky.
You'd think they would've picked a better name than 'Celestial Organization'...
Too bad for them—this man is an emissary of the Eternal God.
The Celestial fighters standing atop the hill sneered and immediately launched a full assault.
More than twenty rocket launchers locked onto Chu Xuanfeng's position.
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!
A violent series of explosions rocked the mountainside, smoke billowing everywhere.
But before the dust could settle, a figure soared into the sky.
"Kill him!"
The Celestials' leader roared, blue flames blazing from his mouth.
A three-meter radius around him became a raging inferno.
The others pulled out firearms, aiming at Chu Xuanfeng.
"Wind Divine Art — Gale Slash!"
Boom!
A blue storm surged from Chu Xuanfeng's hand.
It didn't just extinguish the flames—
It shattered the mountaintop into rubble.
The twenty-man squad froze in stunned silence.
Their bodies, along with the rocks beneath their feet, were pulverized into dust.
The spectators nearby felt their scalps go numb, cold sweat dripping down their spines.
Even standing upright felt impossible.
This man... is ruthless. His first move was a killing blow. Like a demon king.
"Moo..."
The ox, who had been gathering blood for the ritual, let out a frustrated sound.
You crushed both the people AND the rocks! How am I supposed to collect the blood now?!
"Cough... Maybe I overdid it."
Chu Xuanfeng scratched his head awkwardly.
"Let's find another target. This lot's blood probably wasn't good enough for the ritual anyway. Let's look for higher-grade blood."
The crowd nearby trembled as they overheard this.
Blood? Ritual?
Cultists—definitely cultists!
Better stay far away. Lunatics like these can't be reasoned with!
Chu Xuanfeng noticed the fearful, evasive stares and smiled brightly.
"Don't be afraid, everyone! We're emissaries of the Eternal God. You're welcome to join us too!"
At that moment, a voice called out from a distance:
"What benefits would we get from joining your god?"
"Benefits? Too many to count!" Chu Xuanfeng declared proudly.
"Once you witness my God's greatness, you'll understand just how powerful He truly is. We'll talk later."
With that, he and the ox headed deeper into the Taihang Mountains.
White Snake Ridge
Countless experts and strange beasts had gathered at White Snake Ridge.
At the summit stood a massive black bull.
"That's the Kunlun Bull. I can't believe it's here too..." Chu Xuanfeng murmured.
The number of beasts around White Snake Ridge kept growing.
After observing for a while, Chu Xuanfeng whispered to the ox:
"You take the left side. I'll take the right. Gather as much blood as you can.
I suspect there's something big controlling these beasts. Let's finish this in ten minutes."
"Moo!"
The ox nodded, signaling its understanding.
Thousands of strange beasts crowded the area.
Most remained still, suppressing their predatory instincts—clearly waiting for a leader to arrive.
Chu Xuanfeng spotted the massive black bull.
The bull recognized him too—but what happened next left the Huoyanshan Black Bull stunned.
The human who had once been weak and insignificant...
now struck with terrifying force.
Each punch and palm strike shattered mountains and sent the beasts flying.
None could withstand even a single blow.
What the hell?!
When did this human become so powerful?!
Within minutes, dozens of beasts were either dead or incapacitated.
Chu Xuanfeng dragged them onto a stone platform and drained their blood.
The black bull cautiously approached.
"What are you doing, kid?"
"Building a blood altar," Chu Xuanfeng replied with a grin.
"So many beasts gathered in one place—my God will love this offering."
Nearby, the ox worked diligently, carving divine patterns into the rock with its hooves.
The black bull glanced at the scratched-up ground but couldn't make sense of the design.
It lowered its voice.
"You do realize there's a king behind this beast horde, right? He'll probably come out and kill you for this!"
"You worry too much," Chu Xuanfeng said dismissively.
"My God is eternal. That so-called 'beast king' is nothing but a fart in His eyes."
Unfortunately, his bold words reached the ears of the Beast King of White Snake Ridge.
An enraged voice echoed from deep within the ridge.
"Is that so?
Then summon your god!
Let's see if He's really as powerful as you claim!"