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

color.

Boundless crimson.

Chu Feng opened his eyes and found himself standing on a vast wasteland.

The ground beneath my feet was dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood for millions of years.

The sky was also dark red, with a crescent moon hanging high, emitting an eerie red light.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and decay.

This place is like an ancient battlefield abandoned by gods and demons.

"So this is... the small world opened up by the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?"

Chu Feng frowned slightly, and his divine sense spread out like a vast ocean.

However, to his dismay, his divine sense was suppressed here, only able to cover a radius of a hundred miles.

Moreover, his perception of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth became extremely vague, as if separated by a thick fog.

This means that in battle here, cultivators below the Saint Realm will be extremely reliant on the strength of their own spiritual power.

While experts at the Saint Realm and above can still use the power of laws, the power will be greatly reduced.

This wasn't a bad thing for Chu Feng.

His physical body is unparalleled, and he is also empowered by three forces: immortal blood, the origin of the abyss, and the power of a saint. In close combat, he fears no one of the same level.

Just then, a huge light screen slowly appeared above the dark red sky.

On the light screen, names began to appear one by one, densely packed, numbering in the thousands.

And after each name, there is the same number.

【ten】

[Chu Feng: Ten]

【Chu Qingge: Ten】

[Zhuge Yue: Ten]

……

【Kami no Path: Ten】

【Demon Child: Ten】

[Thunderous Sky: Ten]

Chu Feng glanced at the rankings on the screen, his eyes flickering slightly.

Clearly, these are the initial scores for all the contestants participating in the first round of the Myriad Realms Prodigy Ranking!

Chu Feng soon noticed that on the light screen in the sky, the numbers representing points after the names of many geniuses began to jump, changing from "ten" to "twenty" and "thirty".

Meanwhile, some names, after flashing for a moment, dimmed and then disappeared completely.

It's obviously dead, or... it was eliminated by crushing the teleportation token.

Chu Feng watched this scene and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The hunt has begun.

Just then, Chu Feng's heart suddenly clenched for no apparent reason.

A strong sense of unease gripped his heart instantly.

"Um?"

He instinctively clutched his chest, his brows furrowing tightly.

What happened?

This feeling came without warning, yet it was so real.

Is it just my imagination?

No, at his level, no whim is ever unfounded.

"Could it be...?"

A thought popped into his head uncontrollably.

Qingge? Yue'er? Or Wanyin and the others?

Did something happen to them?

The moment this thought crossed Chu Feng's mind, his eyes turned cold.

Although he had instructed the women to prioritize their lives and to crush the teleportation token if they encountered danger.

But given their personalities, especially Chu Qingge, they would probably rather die in battle than choose to retreat without a fight.

"We must find them as soon as possible."

Chu Feng made up his mind.

Without lingering, he shifted his body, chose a direction, and transformed into a streak of light, speeding away.

This blood-red wasteland is vast and boundless, with huge skeletons scattered everywhere. Some skeletons even stretch for miles, like small white mountains, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

Chu Feng traveled at a rapid pace, his divine sense constantly probing the widest possible area.

Half an hour later.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three figures suddenly sprang out from behind a pile of bones, forming a triangular shape, and blocked Chu Feng's path.

These three people were dressed in matching blue Taoist robes, and their auras were all around the seventh level of the Heavenly Venerable Realm. Their eyes were filled with undisguised greed and killing intent.

"Boy, hand over your points and we might spare your life!" The leading youth, holding a long sword, pointed it at Chu Feng with an arrogant tone.

The three of them were disciples of the Qingyun Sect. After entering the sect, they traveled together and specialized in hunting down lone cultivators.

In their eyes, Chu Feng was alone and his aura was not obvious, so he was obviously an easy target.

Clearly, none of them recognized Chu Feng.

Chu Feng stopped and looked at them expressionlessly.

Are you sure?

"Enough with the nonsense!" another disciple shouted. "You have three breaths to consider, or you're dead!"

"No need for three breaths."

Chu Feng's voice was very calm.

The moment he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot.

The pupils of the three Qingyun Sect disciples suddenly contracted before they could react.

"puff!"

The young man in the lead felt a chill on his neck, and the world before his eyes began to spin.

The last thing he saw was his own headless body, gushing hot blood.

"Senior Brother!"

The remaining two let out a horrified scream and turned to flee.

But it was too late.

Chu Feng's figure appeared behind them like a ghost, his left and right hands reaching out simultaneously, easily crushing the throat bones of both of them.

After doing all this, he didn't even glance at the three corpses on the ground before disappearing from the spot again.

On the light curtain of the sky.

[Chu Feng: Forty]

……

Over the next few hours, Chu Feng embarked on a frenzied hunt across this wasteland.

He was like a heartless grim reaper; wherever he went, any cultivator who showed hostility towards him, whether alone or in groups, was swiftly and decisively killed by him.

The law of this world is the survival of the fittest.

Since they want to take points from us, we should be prepared to be defeated.

Chu Feng never considered himself a good person.

Being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself.

As time went on, the points he had accumulated were also increasing rapidly.

Fifty……

eighty……

one hundred!

When his points broke through the two hundred mark, he looked up at the rankings on the screen.

At this moment, the names at the very top of the list are still the same few.

[Godless Path: 560]

[Primordial Demon Child: 550]

[Shi Yi: 540]

……

These top talents are clearly also frantically accumulating points.

Chu Feng withdrew his gaze, preparing to continue searching for Chu Qingge and the others.

Suddenly, his divine sense detected a violent energy fluctuation a hundred miles away.

There's a fight going on, and it's quite a commotion.

A thought struck him, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately rushed in that direction.