Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams

"He's here."

Inside a red wooden cabin.

Neon lights flicker outside the window, and the figure in a black robe sitting cross-legged opens his eyes.

Amidst the darkness, a hint of scarlet, the face under the black hood is concealed by a black mask.

"When do you plan to take action?"

The middle-aged figure standing by the window tilts his head to look, asking plainly.

Wearing a dark martial arts uniform, brown eyes, with a ponytail hairstyle, noticeably fair skin like people from the Platinum Federation.

"No hurry, the game has just begun."

"But Yang Wudi is hiding quite deeply; we need to deal with him first."

With a cold tone, the scarlet in the eyes of the black-robed figure is exceptionally bright, as if restraining some emotion.

The middle-aged man with a ponytail glanced at him, frowning slightly but saying no more.

Buzz!

Immediately, accompanied by a gesture from his raised hand.

The black gold-plated long spear placed inside the cabin buzzed and came to his grasp.

In the blink of an eye, both figures vanished from the cabin, heading straight for the chaotic cement street area.

....

At the same moment.

"Crow...."

Squinting slightly, Chen Feng paused in his steps, standing still and looking up towards the sky.

The layers of redwood buildings rise high, with fierce-looking graffiti and lanterns continuously intertwined.

Above, a black crow appeared from nowhere, perched on the eaves.

The eyes of the pitch-black crow reflected everything, its chilling aura unusually familiar.

"It should be Chu Dingkun."

Senior Zhang glanced at the crow in the distance, seeing it peck its feathers before flying away.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wuren and others felt a chill in their hearts, realizing this method had somewhat transcended the realm of martial arts, hinting at a certain divine power.

"Martial arts combined with the Evil God's power..."

"On the entire Earth Star, only he has truly found some path on this road."

Though he deemed it a bit heretical, Senior Zhang spoke solemnly.

Knowing the other was reminding him not to be careless, Chen Feng remained indifferent.

"Just a twisted path."

Retracting his gaze, his expression grew calmer.

Even though Perception Amplification did not reveal other anomalies or traces nearby, he was not in a hurry.

Both hunter and prey often just need an opportune moment.

Suddenly, a group followed Dean Qin and others, walking toward those welcoming from Nido Academy, engaging in simple exchanges.

Many from the Nido military were present, both capable martial artists and several Fifth Rank Transformed People and Mechanical Martial practitioners.

"Unlike Suluo, although Nido is heavily influenced by the Lion King, greatly esteeming martial arts, they are relatively accommodative towards technology."

"However, their technology in this area is somewhat limited, with only two or three Flying General Level entities controlled by the Royal Family."

Han Chao spoke lowly, and Chen Feng nodded in understanding.

Turning his head to the sides, virtual projections transformed into shining light plaques, inscribed with welcoming words for exchange groups from various countries.

Chi Country, Moge, Lou Yue, Suluo, Platinum Federation...

"Coincidence, Tai Luo, I didn't expect you would escort the exchange group to Nido."

"Isn't it for the combat tournament, just along the way."

"Same here...."

Conversation drifted into earshot, getting translated automatically by communicators.

Chen Feng looked around, clearly sensing several Fake Extreme Realm presences from various countries, along with seven or eight Grandmasters.

"Seems quite a few are participating in the combat tournament."

The thought crossed his mind, unsurprised.

Grandmasters won't typically get special invitations, but if they insist on registering, they can participate, mainly to avoid missing some potent individuals who aren't widely recognized.

"Miss Siwa is here too."

Suddenly, Zhao Tingxiao whispered from behind, looking toward a group on the left side.

That's where the Suluo Exchange Group was situated.

Several middle-aged scholars were protected in the center by Transformed People and Martial Arts Grandmasters, among them a female figure in a black Mandala martial arts uniform.

As eyes met, Chen Feng took a glance, noticing the other was looking as well.

Also there was the familiar cloaked man, one of Suluo's Double Stars named Gert.

A scar had been added to his face, now sternly watching him.

His aura remained at the level of the Fake Extreme Realm, clearly not yet officially breaking through.

"Senior brother, Master Chen is here."

"I see him."

Gert spoke in a deep voice, with hidden battle intent and suppressed resentment in his eyes.

In the past, nearly defeated, almost causing Suluo's martial arts world to collapse.

The later Utopia attack was even a profound and painful memory.

More than ever, he wanted another fight, to break through the Extreme Realm, and revive Suluo's martial arts glory.

"Senior brother."

Siwa's face was complex, recognizing the other's discontent and sighed softly.

She was about to offer a few words of persuasion.

Buzz!!!

Suddenly, a large flying device descended, casting a shadow dozens of meters wide, blocking out considerable light.

The buzzing airwaves swept around, stirring dust and causing robes to flutter in the wind.

Seeing this, many people frowned slightly, somewhat displeased.

Knowing this was the landing spot, yet so ostentatious.

"It's the Platinum Federation."

Members of the Suluo Exchange Group slightly changed expressions, seeing the golden flying eagle emblem on the flying device.

Siwa and Gert also frowned, their expressions not too pleasant.

The past incident was clearly related to the bombing of the Secret Realm entry.

Without the Platinum Federation's consent, how could Utopia dare to attack their Duowa Snow Mountain, even killing several of their Grandmasters?

Similarly, those around recognized the identity of the newcomers, their gaze concentrated, revealing apprehension.

"Platinum Federation is here."

"Such domineering style, as always."

Han Chao said in a deep voice, observing the flying device land nearby, greeted by Nido Academy's high-ups with more enthusiastic smiles.

His face somewhat serious, aware of the tension between both sides.

Even the recent Yun Gang and Radiant Secret Realm incidents were related to these arrogant people.

Chen Feng did not say anything, merely watching as the cabin door opened.

Mostly, those exiting were white, with brown and deep blue eyes, both men and women.

Either dressed in suits and overcoats, with meticulously groomed hair, or carrying suitcases and briefcases, surveying from a higher vantage.

Everyone stepping out from the cabin seemed like the protagonist under the spotlight, lightly raising their chins, proudly gazing at the crowd.

"So this is Nido... Such a backward place indeed."

"Interesting, the Red Country's people are here as well."

"Hehe, look, that group of Su Luo's people seem quite unhappy with us; I just love how they are angry yet have to restrain themselves..."

Softer discussions rose among the Platinum Federation people, most of whom wore specially made communicators, quickly translating into their native languages.

Instantly, the expressions of most people turned somewhat rigid.

Especially within the Su Luo Exchange Group, where Miss Xiwa and Gert, both members of the Duowa Sect, clenched their fists tightly, the latter even taking a step forward, unable to hold back.

"Senior brother!"

Miss Xiwa's face changed slightly, hurriedly pulling him back.

Other members of the Dolan Sect and various other factions also temporarily set aside their internal conflicts, shaking their heads in a gesture of patience.

Seeing this, the comments from the Platinum Federation group became less restrained, with some even showing disdain.

Gert's expression showed he was about to lose control.

But.

"Oh, is Mountain Ancestor really not coming?"

A calm voice suddenly echoed, landing in the hearts of everyone present.

Su Luo's members' faces changed slightly, and it was visible that a group from the Platinum Federation moved aside.

Ta-ta!

Footsteps were steady, and a burly male, approximately 2.3 meters tall, stepped out from the cabin door.

His curly brown short hair and fierce face were full of muscle.

A white suit was almost bursting off him, and his white shoes stepped onto Redwood Square, each step feeling as if it tramped on Gert's heart.

All the anger felt like a joke, the Extreme Realm's aura blossomed freely, easily pressing him down.

Soon after, without much staying.

His indifferent gaze seemed contemptuous of acting against him, withdrawing from him, sweeping over the crowd, before turning to the Red Country Exchange Group.

"Zhang, it surprises me that you've become so old."

The man in a white suit spoke again, and everyone turned to look at Old Zhang.

"Hecks."

Calm and unperturbed, Old Zhang stood beside Chen Feng, watching the man approach and stop three meters away.

"Having withdrawn from the Star Palace, you shouldn't appear in the world again."

Named Hecks, the man's expression was indifferent, his facial features full of muscle imposing great pressure, appearing around thirty-five years old.

"That's the rule, yet you now violate it."

"So what?"

Old Zhang asked calmly.

"This is not the Red Country, Liu can't help you here."

Hecks spoke barefacedly, squinting slightly, as if warning.

Wooden floorboards creaked, as if an invisible aura emanated from him, causing nearby people's expressions to change slightly.

Old Zhang remained unmoved, only his gaze turned towards the cabin door.

Ta!

The crisp sound of footsteps was unusually piercing.

Everyone turned to look; surprisingly, another person stepped last out of the cabin door.

The tall and graceful figure wore a blue silk gown and silver boots.

Golden hair flowed down her back, green eyes, carrying a blue gemstone cross longsword.

"Iphia?"

Old Zhang's gaze fluctuated for the first time, seeming to sigh.

"Zhang, you shouldn't break the rules."

The woman appeared to be in her thirties, a beauty mark on the corner of her mouth particularly eye-catching.

Soon, she could be seen walking to Hecks' side.

"Now, I hope you can leave immediately."

"Otherwise, don't blame me and Hecks for not showing old kindness."

Old Zhang heard and slightly frowned, then saw the person looking at Chen Feng.

"Are you Chen? The one who refused our repeated invitations from the Star Palace?"

Without answering, Chen Feng looked up indifferently.

"Indeed, just like Chu said, you're quite arrogant."

"However, this is a private matter between us and Zhang, I hope you won't interfere."

With calm words, the man in the white suit sneeringly glanced over, squinting in threat, clearly having recognized his identity long ago.

From afar, the Platinum Federation's people began to discuss again, with some even showing interesting expressions watching the scene unfold.

"Apologies, Master Chen."

"I also didn't expect things to suddenly become this troublesome."

Old Zhang sighed helplessly, looking at Chen Feng, with a touch of apology in his words: "Let me handle this situation, give me some time..."

"No matter."

Suddenly, lightly shaking his head, interrupting his words.

Chen Feng calmly looked at the two before him.

Zhang Henggu and he shared some goodwill, and he had previously agreed to help deal with the Divine Martial Alliance Leader's matter, offering advice and strategy.

Moreover, he sharply sensed something unusual.

"It's Chu Dingkun who sent you, right?"

Calmly asked, the two before him both focused their gaze.

As if receiving confirmation, Chen Feng glanced at the sky's hue.

"Really adept at hiding, aren't you."

"Senior Zhang... let's make quick work of this."

He spoke in a deep voice, eyes quietly burning with a touch of red flame.

Old Zhang was slightly taken aback.

Finally, glancing at the two old acquaintances before him, he shook his head and sighed.

"Alright."

With the words spoken, he nodded in dialogue, as if in a realm devoid of others.

The white suit Hecks, and Iphia bearing the blue gemstone cross longsword, both frowned, eyes flashing coldly.

Just about to make a move.

And the next second.

Roar!!

Tiger Roar shook the heavens, everyone's eardrums trembled, as if heaven and earth were crumbling.

Fists enveloped in red flames, like cannonballs, blasted forward, smashing fiercely towards the two before him.

Bang!!!

The air exploded, the expressions of the two figures changed slightly.

A white circular blast swept explosively, transforming two silhouettes into shadows, both flying backwards.

Whizz whizz!!

Roaring wind tore through the sky, the retreating silhouettes slid backwards.

Plummeting across Upper City, crashing into the sky.

All people from the Platinum Federation's exchange group had their robes flutter wildly, at this moment wide-eyed, staring at the surging red flame, the tiger soaring through the sky.