Luo Hou's face was ashen, as if his father had died.

He knew all too well how formidable this guy in front of him was.

"Fellow Daoist, as fellow sages, you've gone too far!"

"Hehe—" Chu Feng chuckled, and the Demon Refining Pot, the Heaven-Mending Stone, the Seven Treasures Tree... one after another, the Chaos Artifacts instantly surrounded Luo Hou with overwhelming force.

Is this going too far?

An overwhelming killing intent permeated the air, locking onto the opponent.

The killing can begin at any time.

Upon seeing this, a group of sages couldn't help but speak up to offer their advice.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, Brother Feng only needs to borrow some cultivation. Why don't you just lend it to him?"

"Yes! We're both saints, how can you be so petty!"

"Is life more important? Or cultivation? Can't you tell the difference? Really."

"Anyway, your potential has already reached its limit... just lend it to me!"

It's unclear whether they were fanning the flames or trying to dissuade them.

Luo Hou's face was ashen.

He never expected that he would be seen through despite hiding his true intentions so well.

That's right, he was also a servant of the Lord of Darkness in the Wilderness.

However, his strength at the fifth level of Sainthood only places him in the second tier.

It cannot compare to the Primordial Beginning or the Supreme Being.

Looking at this arrogant guy in front of him, Luo Hou really wanted to kill him.

But after much deliberation, he lowered his head.

There's no way to win!

Having learned from the Buddha's example, he had no intention of going up there to offer himself up as a sacrifice.

"Tell me! How much do you want to borrow?"

Luo Hou was seething with anger. All he wanted now was to get as far away from this plague god as possible.

"Not much, 99%!"

Chu Feng seemed very casual, speaking indifferently.

"ah?"

Luo Hou almost ground his molars to pieces.

Ninety-nine percent, to put it bluntly, means all of them.

Is this a loan? It's clearly robbery.

That's so unfair!

Even the saints in the arena felt that Chu Feng had gone too far.

Even as saints, we must still maintain a basic sense of dignity.

Deep within the chaos, the Lord of Darkness observes the wilderness.

Seeing his younger brother suffer such humiliation filled him with extreme rage.

You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog.

He's spying on the wilderness!

Such an action in front of him was like slapping Wang Mang across the face.

"Okay, I'll borrow it!"

Rahu was furious.

Despite his reluctance, he had no choice but to agree.

Cultivation level compared to life.

It's obvious that the latter is more important.

Moreover, his power is primarily the power of darkness.

The five levels of sainthood are nothing but a disguise.

It's truly shameful to be humiliated in public like that.

He had never encountered this before since birth.

Rahu's actions astonished the saints.

"Holy crap—this guy actually agreed? Amazing—truly amazing—"

"Being born into poverty is not a disgrace; true manhood lies in being able to bend and stretch!"

"Impressive! Impressive! If it were me, I wouldn't have swallowed this insult even if it meant self-destruction!"

"Damn, you make it sound so easy. Why don't you go and try it yourself?"

......

The sage's words were not concealed at all, as if they were deliberately spoken to Rahu.

A saintly fruit filled with demonic energy appeared.

Despite his reluctance, Luo Hou handed it over.

Chu Feng's Holy Light Avenue emitted a powerful suction force.

"Slurp—"

It was swallowed up instantly, just like drinking noodles.

"Second level of Sainthood!"

Their strength has broken through once again.

A single fifth-level Dao Fruit can only allow Chu Feng to advance one level of cultivation.

However, he had no choice.

His profound knowledge far surpasses that of ordinary sages.

"Can I leave now?"

Rahu's aura dropped to the first level of Sainthood, making him the lowest-ranking being.

"Where are you going, fellow Daoist? The transaction isn't finished yet? You haven't given me the Sage Dao Fruit yet!"

Chu Feng was somewhat surprised, his eyes filled with mockery and sarcasm as he stared intently at the other person.

Didn't I just give it to you?

Rahu was agitated, and the anger in his eyes was palpable.

"Did they give it to me? I didn't see it. Did you guys see it?"

Chu Feng looked at the group of saints and asked a question.

The saints' mouths twitched.

This was the first time they had encountered this situation.

"No! I didn't see anything, what saintly Dao fruit?" Patriarch Bodhi immediately stepped forward to testify for Chu Feng.

"I didn't see it either. Is he trying to cheat?" Nuwa realized what was going on and immediately took sides.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, are you perhaps experiencing some kind of demonic obsession? Where did you lend Fellow Daoist Chu your cultivation?" The Buddha's light shone in Randeng's hands, his face full of doubt.

"Hurry up and show me your cultivation level! Stop dawdling, Fellow Daoist Chu's time is precious!" Maitreya urged, his words emphasizing his sincerity.

......

“You…you all—” Luo Hou’s fingers trembled.

Only then did he realize that these saints were no ordinary dogs.

"Should I take it or not?" Chu Feng's mind raced.

The chaotic artifact unleashed its oppressive power, as if it were about to make a move.

"You've gone too far! You might as well just die!"

Rahu erupted, unleashing an endless torrent of dark energy.

His breath rose steadily.

A Saint in Two Forms!

A saint in three stages!

The Fourfold Sage!

......

It didn't stop until the seventh level of sainthood.

Its body was covered in surging black fur, exuding a fierce aura.

The Dark Path bloomed, launching a deadly attack on Chu Feng.

"The fox's tail has finally been revealed!"

Chu Feng smiled slightly, as if everything was under his control.

His first move against Rahu was not arbitrary.

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