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

Who else?

These three simple words weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone present, like three invisible mountains.

The entire wasteland was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Thousands of cultivators were silenced by a single punch from one person, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Those powerful figures who had previously clamored to "act on behalf of Heaven" and "slay the demon" were now pale-faced, their legs trembling, and they kept retreating, fearing that they would be the next to die.

Seventh level of Celestial Venerable Realm!

With such cultivation, one could establish a sect in the Heavenly Realm and become a regional overlord!

Moreover, the opponent just killed more than a dozen Celestial Venerables and severely injured nearly a hundred others with a single punch!

How can we fight like this?

Are we going up there to die?

The Emperor's Seal is tempting, but you need to be alive to get it!

For a moment, the thought of retreating arose in everyone's mind.

Looking at their cowardly and blustering appearance, Chu Feng's eyes flashed with undisguised contempt.

Is this what they call a human powerhouse?

Greedy, hypocritical, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

For the sake of treasure, they would not hesitate to turn their swords against the human heroes who had just saved them.

However, after witnessing the opponent's absolute strength, they can choose to retreat without hesitation.

At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly understood why the "Mad Heaven" Saint was disheartened after the fall of the Human Emperor and chose to pass away here.

"A bunch of useless trash."

Chu Feng shook his head, too lazy to argue with these people anymore, and turned to leave.

However, at that moment...

"Slap, slap, slap..."

A crisp, rhythmic round of applause suddenly erupted from behind the crowd.

The applause, though not loud, reached everyone's ears clearly, as if carrying some strange magic, easing the previously oppressive and tense atmosphere.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the dark mass of people had spontaneously parted to make way for each other.

A tall, handsome young man, dressed in a magnificent golden robe and with a face so striking that even women would be envious, slowly walked out, surrounded by a group of beings whose auras were as deep as the sea and whose appearances were completely different from those of humans.

The young man had long, brilliant golden hair that was casually draped over his shoulders. Between his brows was a strange golden vertical pupil mark. His eyes were pure gold, devoid of any emotion, like a high and mighty god looking down upon the masses below.

With each step he took, invisible golden ripples seemed to spread out from beneath his feet. Wherever he passed, the human cultivators felt an uncontrollable pressure emanating from their souls, and wanted to bow down and worship him.

"The Celestial Race!"

"They're from the Celestial Race! What are they doing here?"

A series of low gasps erupted from the crowd, and their gazes toward the blond youth were filled with awe.

The Celestial Race is one of the oldest and most powerful races in all the heavens and myriad realms.

Legend has it that they are the darlings of Heaven, born with the ability to control the laws and possess unparalleled combat power. In ancient times, they were overlords who could rival divine beast races such as the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan.

"As expected of the successor chosen by the first Human Emperor, he certainly has some flair."

The blond youth stopped a hundred feet away from Chu Feng, a hint of appreciation on his face, as if he hadn't seen the severed limbs on the ground or the strong smell of blood in the air.

His pure golden eyes scrutinized Chu Feng with great interest, as if he were appreciating an interesting work of art.

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow; he felt an unprecedented pressure emanating from this blond youth.

That wasn't just a suppression of cultivation level, but a higher level of crushing on the level of life.

It was as if the other person was the protagonist of this world.

"Who are you?" Chu Feng's voice carried a hint of seriousness.

"Me?" The blond youth smiled slightly, a smile that carried an innate arrogance. "My name is Gudis. I come from the Celestial Race."

He paused, as if he felt the introduction wasn't enough, and added a sentence, his voice not loud, but like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears.

"Ranked twenty-seventh on the Myriad Realms Prodigy Ranking."

The Ranking of Prodigies Across All Realms!

Upon hearing these five words, the expressions of all the human cultivators present changed drastically!

Even the usually calm and collected Nightingale showed a sudden and intense fluctuation in her cold eyes.

"The Ranking of Prodigies Across the Myriad Realms? What's that?" Chu Feng looked at Nightingale with a blank expression and asked in a low voice.

Nightingale took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and quickly explained through telepathy: "The Myriad Realms Prodigy Ranking is a list compiled by the most mysterious organization in the myriad realms, the 'Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.' It only includes the one hundred most talented prodigies under the age of one hundred in the myriad realms."

"Those who make it onto this list are all prodigies nurtured by the top races, immortal holy lands, and longevity families with all their resources! Each one possesses terrifying combat power capable of challenging enemies of higher levels, and even defeating enemies across major realms!"

"This list can be considered the reserve list of the top powerhouses in the future of all the heavens and myriad realms! Every one of them is destined to become a hegemon, stirring up the winds and clouds of all realms!"

"And those who rank in the top thirty... are the cream of the crop, monsters among monsters! It is said that each of them has the potential to become an emperor!"

"This list is updated once every hundred years, and each update stirs up a bloodbath throughout the myriad realms."

After listening, Chu Feng roughly understood.

To put it simply, it's a "must-kill list" and a "potential stock" list covering all the realms.

Chu Feng then looked at Gudis and grinned, "Twenty-seventh? I thought it was first."

Upon hearing this, Gudis was not angry at all; instead, his smile deepened: "Oh? It seems you are very confident in your abilities. However, confidence is a good thing, but blind confidence is foolish."

His gaze swept over the silent human cultivators around him, a hint of undisguised contempt flashing in his eyes.

"Look at them," Gudis said to Chu Feng, pointing at the people. "After you fought to the death against the demons for the sake of humanity, what they thought about wasn't gratitude, but how to take the Human Emperor's Seal from you."

"Humans are such a despicable, infighting, and ungrateful race. You fight for humanity, yet humanity sees you as a heretic, a demon."

His voice was full of seductive charm.

"Although you are the successor of the Human Emperor, they cannot tolerate you. There is no place for you in this Heavenly Realm."

"Instead of associating with these foolish ants, come and follow me."

Gudis extended his hand to Chu Feng, his golden eyes filled with a divine compassion and charity.

"Submit to me, and I will bestow upon you unparalleled glory and status. When I reign supreme over all the heavens, you will be my first divine general!"

"Humans don't want you, but I do."

"This choice isn't difficult for you, is it?"

The entire wasteland fell silent once again.

All eyes were on Chu Feng, awaiting his answer.

Faced with this olive branch that would drive anyone crazy, Chu Feng smiled.

He looked at Gudis's face, which was full of "nobility" and "charity," and lazily picked at his ear.

"Are you done talking?"

Gudis frowned slightly.

"Get lost after you've finished speaking." Chu Feng's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling coldness. "Be your dog? You think you're worthy?"