Chapter 1327: Old Friends Have All Come

A chilling wind swept across the dark red land, whimpering above the scene and carrying faint traces of coldness.

There were tear stains on Zhou Xi's face. As she watched Chu Feng's back disappear into the distance, she felt a mix of sorrow and joy. She wanted to smile happily, but tears welled up. Even after more than ten years had passed, she still found it hard to forget anything about the Lesser Netherworld.

Back then, she had personally witnessed Chu Feng undergo trials and hone himself. She had once proudly declared, "A goddess-like maiden is looking down on you from the sun. Rise up, young man!"

She had also felt helpless when various forces from the Yang Realm fully invaded the Lesser Netherworld in search of the legendary ultimate artifact. They had unleashed a massacre, bathing the starry sky in blood.

At that time, she was powerless to change anything. If anyone with malicious intent discovered her origins, she would undoubtedly be captured and used as a bargaining chip.

In the end, she cried, wanting to fight her way out and perish together with her enemies.

After many twists and turns, she returned to the Yang Realm and her family.

However, her elders were very rational. They unanimously believed that it was not worth starting a war with the Martial Lunatic's lineage to avenge the dead.

Especially when mentioning the Martial Lunatic, they were extremely apprehensive. If that person was still alive, there would truly be few in the world who could contend with him!

In fact, the Martial Lunatic was indeed alive. Not long ago, his weapon, the Single-Legged Bronze Figure Halberd, had emerged from the extreme north, shaking the Yang Realm.

Maiden Xi shed tears as she watched Chu Feng's departing figure. Thinking of the past, she knew he must have endured immense suffering to reach the Yang Realm. She yearned for their reunion in the near future!

She also hoped to see Big Black Ox, Ouyang Feng, the adorable Yellow Ox, Northeast Tiger, and the venerable old Grandmaster of Mount Wudang. How wonderful would it be if they were all still alive and could reunite?

But she knew that some might never reappear, having died forever. This made her feel incredibly sad, and she couldn't help but shed silent tears.

At this moment, Chu Feng's emotions were also far from calm. Although he walked at the very front, he was still observing his surroundings. He longed to see his old friends, to truly reunite with them, and to talk face-to-face without having to hide everything behind a mask.

In the distance, a young barbarian ox, riding on the neck of his father, the Wild Ox God King, let out a low moo. He couldn't help himself. Seeing Chu Feng's figure, he murmured to himself.

"I knew it, I knew you'd be able to come to the Yang Realm! I believe it's definitely you!"

The young barbarian ox was indeed the reincarnated form of Big Black Ox. Without surprise, at the Ultimate Reincarnation Ground, he had wished not to change his race, thus reincarnating as an ox.

He was very robust; although a youth, his physique was already very sturdy. His rough horns pointed towards the sky, and his face and build also had human characteristics.

He murmured to himself, with hot tears welling in his eyes.

He found it hard to forget the scene when Chu Feng bid them farewell, sending them one by one into reincarnation. So many good brothers, so many close friends, had died, stepping onto the Yellow Springs Road. How many could truly come back to life in the Yang Realm?

This was because the talismans that allowed people to reincarnate with their memories were simply too few back then, and various unforeseen events and problems were bound to occur.

Recovering memories required a special serendipitous encounter or a powerful trigger, and he belonged to the latter.

"My good brother, let's drink large bowls of wine and eat big chunks of meat! When the time comes, we'll bring Little Yellow Ox, fight again in the Yang Realm, and find that toad and everyone else!"

Big Black Ox strongly suppressed the urge to cry and controlled his emotions. They had suffered terribly back then, forced into desperation, and virtually all of them died without a proper burial place.

"The world's events originate from our generation; once one enters the martial world, time rushes by..." A young man with red lips and white teeth was also shaking his head in the distance, but his eyes were somewhat red. He was Lu Bohu, holding a folding fan in his hand. He clutched it so tightly that his knuckles turned blue, clearly feeling very nervous.

The battlefield was vast and boundless. The dark red land was cold and hard. This was once the Fourth Forbidden Land, but today, some of its secrets were about to be revealed.

Most of the ancient fortunes were destined to flow out, to forge the heroes of this era, perhaps even creating beings capable of shaking heaven and earth.

All parties were tense, because everyone wanted to be a lucky recipient, to soar to great heights in a certain secret realm, and thenceforth be able to traverse the world with pride!

Deep within the forbidden land, a place of extreme dread, it was eerie and dark, blocked by space and submerged in fragments of time. There was no past, no future, and it was utterly terrifying.

At this moment, a pair of golden eyes opened, vast and boundless. If they were to emerge, they could dim the sun and moon and dry up the oceans, truly horrifying.

An ancient existence, once powerful, was suppressed and sealed in this desolate place.

He knew that those outside were disturbing their lineage's shattered lands and seizing their fortunes, but he had no way to emerge.

Moreover, some of these things originally belonged to the First Mountain. That mountain peak had crashed here and remained.

"Primordial Qi of All Things! That damn cauldron! How could it appear out of nowhere? Our clan hates it!"

The battle back then was far from simple. Even though this place was damaged, the earth split open, and stars and moons fell like dust, it was truly a scene of countless star fragments scattered everywhere.

However, at a crucial moment, they summoned an ancestor, who lived in another realm, belonging to the previous epoch. They had arduously opened a passage between the two places.

But at that moment, when the Yang Realm was shaken and the Grand Dao of the entire world roared, a cauldron inexplicably fell from a time rift. It unexpectedly struck that ancestor, instantly turning him into a heroic spirit, then utterly annihilating his soul light, killing him completely.

That was simply an unprovoked disaster, a calamity sent by heaven.

More precisely, it was a fragment of a cracked cauldron, a piece of a damaged artifact!

His gaze was fixed, always looking into the void. Although he was trapped and suppressed here, he still wanted to find that fragment. The patterns on the fragment of that cauldron were too terrifying, comparable to the diagrams of a supreme heavenly book.

He felt that it must transcend ultimate artifacts, truly something that shouldn't exist in any era, past or present.

Unfortunately, after so many years, his exploration of the void and his distant observations in every direction yielded no progress. He was trapped here, unable to find a way out or locate the cauldron fragment.

Chu Feng walked on the dark red battlefield, treading the cold and solid ground. He was watched by countless people, as many envied his right to choose.

In the previous battle, he had swept through the Saint realm, winning ten secret realms.

Afterwards, he fought fiercely with Li Chentian, slaying a Great Saint and winning several more secret realms.

According to the agreement, he could claim half. This meant he would be granted the right to be the first to enter eight secret realms.

Who wouldn't be envious? Many God Kings from various clans stared silently at his departing figure with deep, dark eyes.

Back then, even a single Dao-Melding Grass unearthed from a secret realm had caused a huge stir, making even Heavenly Venerates envious. Ultimately, the higher-ups intervened and distributed it among the younger generation.

That had also led to continuous covert struggles among the various clans. The old ancestors from each family emerged, such as the old Six-Eared Macaque and the Scarlet Void Heavenly Clan of the Nine-Headed Birds, all forcefully intervening for their descendants and secretly competing.

Now, Chu Feng had obtained eight secret realms in one go. What an immense fortune was this?

If he were to unearth eight divine objects like the Dao-Melding Grass, it would simply be explosive, astonishing everyone and causing a global sensation.

The location of the secret realms, deep within the battlefield, was very unstable. One could feel extreme danger just by approaching.

This was because, in this area, space was full of cracks. A powerful individual could cause trouble with just a shout. For instance, experts from the Golden Lion clan were absolutely forbidden from roaring here, and members of the Wild Ox clan were also specifically warned.

Furthermore, the broken mountains and incomplete hills in this area were also very peculiar. Some were inserted into spatial cracks, and those might be the very places of fortune!

"Attention, enter in an orderly manner! Do not trespass or cause chaos, as per the earlier agreement!" a Heavenly Venerate warned.

This area was too fragile. If it were accidentally shattered, let alone the fortunes, even people would be reduced to dust.

Therefore, Heavenly Venerate-level individuals absolutely would not enter. This place could not withstand their energy, and if they died inside, the loss would be too great.

Some secret realms were clearly marked to be able to accommodate at most Saint-level energy, while other areas were clearly marked as capable of accommodating God-level energy, all verified repeatedly.

This was because the degree of damage varied.

Of course, as for the fortunes within each secret realm, that was hard to say. They would not change based on the level of energy the secret realm could withstand.

Perhaps, in a small world on the verge of collapse, capable of only sustaining mortals, there might still be supreme heavenly treasures.

"Be careful! Don't cause the space to disintegrate and the small world to collapse, or you'll be reduced to nothing but dust!"

Behind Chu Feng, someone spoke sinisterly, filled with endless hostility and extreme unfriendliness.

Chu Feng didn't need to turn around to know it was Chi Feng of the Nine-Headed Bird clan. This God King had been tormented terribly recently and hated Chu Feng immensely.

Chi Feng had been repeatedly "eaten" on the thighs by Number Nine, developing a psychological trauma that would never disappear in this lifetime. With old grudges and new hatreds, he naturally detested Chu Feng and the First Mountain.

Originally, he had been paralyzed, his lower limbs unable to regenerate, covered with Number Nine's order runes, effectively crippling him.

However, after several "gnawings," Number Nine eventually granted him a reprieve. This was all to allow him, this "leek," to recover better and grow faster, so Number Nine removed the order runes from his body.

Thus, including Chi Feng, all of them were able to stand up again.

Not long ago, a sudden change occurred at the First Mountain, and Number Nine rushed back. This naturally freed all these individuals.

Chu Feng originally didn't want to bother with him, but the man's words were too vicious. Was this a curse or an intimidation?

Therefore, he also spoke unkindly, saying, "You should worry about yourself. Don't get caught and eaten by someone. I actually really want to do it myself, prepare some green onions, soy sauce, and other seasonings, and stir-fry Nine-Headed Bird leg meat!"

"Cao De, who can this weak and humble insect kill?! Stop showing off! You don't actually have such an important connection with the First Mountain; you're just putting on a big show!"

Chi Feng's eyes turned red, his emotions agitated, as he glared venomously at Chu Feng.

This was the suspicion of his faction, but he had hesitated to act, because even if Chu Feng wasn't Number Nine's disciple, he was still very familiar with him and had some connection.

He hated intensely, but could only display his killing intent here, daring not to make a move in public.

"Don't get too smug! I think you'll die a violent death here. The world has changed, the Yang Realm is different now. Many legendary figures might return. The so-called First Mountain might also be leveled soon!"

Chi Feng said with a sneer. He only felt hatred for Chu Feng, with no possibility of compromise. Unless the other party died, his resentment would be impossible to vent.

"I have a dream: to catch a Four-Calamity Sparrow that has lived for several epochs, put it in a birdcage, and have it sing to me every day. I have a dream: to dig down to the source of darkness, light an eternal lamp there, and see how thick-skinned those old things in that place are to be so sinister that black mist occasionally emanates from them. I have a dream..."

Chi Feng's face immediately turned green. His clan was indeed the impure bloodline descendants discarded by the Four-Calamity Sparrows.

Was that Cao De fellow insane? He actually dared to proclaim he would capture the true ancestors of the Four-Calamity Sparrows who had lived for several epochs?

"Never mind, I can't be bothered with you!"

Chu Feng flashed, swiftly rushing forward. He needed to seize the time to find his fortune.

A group of people followed from behind. Those able to enter the secret realm's vicinity were all elites and young prodigies from various clans.

Soon, Chi Feng's face turned ugly. Chu Feng was marking his choices; there were secret realm spaces from Saint-level to God King-level areas, and he had selected eight of them.

"Crossing realms to snatch fortunes? Damnable!" someone whispered.

Chu Feng ignored them. He had the right to choose, so there was nothing to care about.

Of course, his special selection right was limited to eight secret realms. He could select one item of his preference from each of the eight small worlds.

Even so, it was enough to drive people mad!

This area was very quiet, with countless spatial cracks. It had only recently been cleared; it was originally even more perilous. Some spaces had already prematurely exploded when external passages were being opened.

"This secret realm looks good!"

Chu Feng set his sights on a certain hill. Clouds and mist swirled around it, and its upper half was submerged in a hazy mist, forming a secret realm within a special spatial world.

With a whoosh, he directly rushed in.

Many people watched eagerly, their eyes filled with envy, wondering what he would obtain.

In fact, Chu Feng's emotions were also fluctuating wildly. He wanted to reunite with some old friends in the secret realm, to see them again, to have heart-to-heart conversations, and to talk at length about their experiences over the years.

He also wanted to give them Bloodline Fruits, to allow their lives to leap and raise their starting point to an astonishing level.

"Hmm?"

Chu Feng was surprised as soon as he entered. He saw a large object covered in countless runes, flowing with chaotic light.

At the same time, an artifact within him actually trembled slightly, emitting a certain signal.

"The stone jar moved! It wants that artifact?!"

Chu Feng was shocked; this was truly rare. Was this the first time the stone jar had done this, to actually desire something and automatically send out such a signal?

"You're not inanimate after all! You actually have moments of initiative!" Chu Feng was inexplicably stunned.

At the same time, his heart pounded. What was that object that could make the stone jar hum on its own and become active?

Outside, Big Black Ox and Lu Bohu were rubbing their fists together, eager to rush in and see Chu Feng immediately, unable to wait any longer.

Ying Xiaoxiao and Maiden Xi's eyes also shifted, wanting to find an opportunity to meet Chu Feng. So much had happened since their parting years ago; each had so much to say.

Further away, a young woman, identical to Lin Nuoyi in her youth, was also approaching, exuding an incredibly transcendent and ethereal aura.

"I, Great Eastern Tiger, have also arrived! The Rogue Cultivator Supreme has graced us with his presence!" From afar, a strange wild tiger approached, heading towards this place.

The former Northeast Tiger, after parting ways with Chu Feng and Old Gu, had set out alone to train in the old lands of the Strange Wild Tiger clan. Now, he had returned alive.

"Brother, you said you'd come here, so I've come to find you!" Great Eastern Tiger muttered, eager to see Chu Feng.

At the same time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Old Donkey, you'd better pray I don't run into you! You tricked me into reincarnating as a donkey while you ran off to be a scholar. What a con!"