Chapter 1431: Really Grew the Heavenly Immortal Fruit

The eighteen-foot-tall tree trunk was golden and robust, covered in palm-sized old bark that cracked like scales. Despite its recent growth, it conveyed a profound sense of age and history.

This was truly astonishing. Gazing at the main trunk felt like confronting an uninvestigable piece of history, steeped in the accumulation of ages, as if it had witnessed the rise and fall of countless epochs.

Chu Feng believed this was due to the aura emanating from the seed itself, which had existed for an unknown number of epochs, never diminishing.

The leaves on the tree swayed, casting down dark light, as if numerous dark stars were suddenly emitting beams and falling from the cosmos, imbuing the area with an indescribably powerful aura.

Simultaneously, wisps of green mist intertwined around the robust tree, accompanied by the sounds of the Dao and sacrificial chants that echoed throughout the mountains.

In a trance, it seemed as if one era after another emerged, grand and magnificent, with a brilliant cosmos and proud cultivators vying for supremacy. Yet, they all ended tragically, stained with blood, moving towards a desolate, decaying conclusion.

These were scenes of tragic and desolate unfinished melodies, their endings blurred and dim, unable to be fully preserved.

At the top of the tree, the branches flourished, shimmering with gilded radiance, and brilliant light rain continually fell. It was a sacred sight, enveloped in rich immortal mist, as if an emperor's flower was about to bloom.

The flower bud grew right at the very top of the branches, continually expanding and becoming increasingly plump, now ten centimeters long, subtly emanating faint wisps of fragrance.

Instantly, all things fell silent. The moment the fragrance appeared, the entire landscape became completely still, with numerous order runes interwoven on the mountainsides.

The astonishing phenomenon, accompanied by the penetrating fragrance, caused Chu Feng to calm down completely. His mind became peaceful, all his murderous intent vanished, making him feel like a saint, a Buddha, or a great sage.

At this moment, he felt as pure as crystal, as clear as the bright moon, and as brilliant as the morning glow. His entire body and mind were sublimating, becoming sacred and otherworldly.

It even created the illusion that he was purer than a Heavenly Immortal. In a trance, he felt as if he was ascending to immortality.

At once, a deluge of light rain fell, covering Chu Feng, whose physical body shimmered brilliantly as he was bathed in it.

The flower bud was blooming, and wisps of white mist churned and sprinkled towards him. As before, not a single speck of pollen was wasted as it fell, flowing like a trickle directly towards him.

Chu Feng's heart was as still as an ancient well, undisturbed by waves or ripples. He circulated the Thieving Induction Breathing Technique, swallowing the special white mist. The pollen, like smoke and mist, was fine and luminous.

Initially, it continuously entered his body through his mouth and nose. Then, the white mist enveloped his entire body, penetrating every inch of his skin and entering every cell.

At the top of the tree, the blooming flower bud was as large as a soup bowl and divided into three layers.

The outermost layer of the flower had nine green petals, from which green mist emanated, nurturing a strong life force.

The middle layer had six golden petals, all emitting dazzling beams of light with extraordinary brilliance.

The innermost layer consisted of three dark, water-like petals, resembling starlight flowing in the deep night sky, and emitting a rich, pervasive fragrance.

The pollen was at the very center, continuously spreading out. The tiny, sparkling particles were like billions of miniature stars pouring out, fluttering down, transforming into mist and light particles.

The fragrance was truly special, gradually intensifying from a faint freshness to a rich, intoxicating aroma, almost making one forget their surroundings. Bathed in it, one's life level underwent a profound leap.

This transformation was extremely rapid. Chu Feng could even hear his bone joints cracking, his blood flow accelerating, and his heart pounding like a huge drum, causing the mountains to tremble and rumble ceaselessly.

Such powerful heartbeats were truly frightening. Ordinary creatures present would have their hearts explode from the vibration. At this moment, even many large rocks on the ground were shaken off.

At this time, Chu Feng circulated the Thieving Induction Breathing Technique. Not only his flesh and blood, but also his internal organs were breathing. His heart pulsed like a rising red sun, and as his lungs breathed, sword energy surged within.

Next, his soul light also did the same, inhaling and exhaling, drawing the pollen inside.

The Thieving Induction Breathing Technique was not just for physical breathing, but for the spirit as well.

And after this seed grew into a large tree and bloomed, its pollen surprisingly affected the soul light. Those sparkling pollen grains directly entered the soul, which was truly astonishing.

From his flesh and blood to his internal organs, then to his bones and bone marrow, and finally to his soul light, Chu Feng's entire body, including his hair, became translucent and sparkled more brilliantly than the morning glow, becoming incredibly sacred and enveloped in immortal mist.

Soon, he began to transform. His flesh and muscles underwent subtle adjustments, with occasional localized reshaping.

His flesh and blood had already reached the level of a Constant King, yet they could still undergo subtle adjustments, demonstrating how extraordinary and transcendent this pollen was.

The greatest change was in his Yang Realm Dao Fruit. Chu Feng's Yang Realm soul light was brilliant, like a massive sun across the sky, shining upon every part of his body and nourishing all his cells.

This was a peculiar transformation where flesh and spirit resonated, interacted, and mutually promoted each other, allowing him to step into the divine realm almost instantly.

Chu Feng's Yang Realm Dao Fruit became stronger, growing to the divine level, and then to the divine general level. This was truly a rapid and astonishing advancement.

However, for Chu Feng, this was nothing. After all, his Dao Fruit from the Lesser Yin Realm had already reached the Constant King level, fully capable of bearing this, so any larger leap would pose no problem.

The sky was filled with pollen and streams of light, as sacred as the bright moon, as brilliant as a sea of stars. It covered Chu Feng's body, resonating with his soul light, and harmonizing with order.

At this moment, divine chains of order wrapped around him, surrounding him at the center, as if an Immortal King had resurrected or a Dao Ancestor had reincarnated. The scene was exceptionally astonishing.

Soon after, all light particles were absorbed by Chu Feng. The brilliant, soup-bowl-sized petals instantly withered. Everything happened too quickly!

Then the entire tree began to wither, as if it had undergone a fiery tribulation. Its lusterless leaves fluttered like butterflies in late autumn, losing their vitality and reaching the end of their life.

The entire tree dried up and then collapsed. As the mountain wind blew, the eighteen-foot-tall golden main trunk turned to ashes, and the leaves became powder.

As for the top of the tree, the moment the petals withered, a seed fell, landing on the ground and striking the rocks, emitting a metallic sound.

Chu Feng stood among the mountains, the purple bamboo forest rustling in the distance. His glowing hair strands fluttered, and a brilliant smile graced his handsome face. This evolution had allowed him to experience much; his future path of evolution would illuminate all heavens and was greatly anticipated.

On the surface, he looked like a harmless, vibrant youth. But how many could instantly perceive, upon meeting him, that he was a Constant King? He had even slain a powerful Heavenly Venerable.

Chu Feng had been waiting for this day, to once again absorb pollen and make great strides forward.

The current era was destined for change. From various signs and the reactions of various powerful factions, it seemed that the world's foundations might soon be shaken by astonishing events.

Rising and becoming stronger now was an urgent matter. Chu Feng hoped to contend in this great era, with a hundred boats racing and a thousand sails competing, to reach the supreme other shore.

What had grown this time? Chu Feng walked over, searching for the fallen seed in the ashes.

"It won't be another divine weapon, will it? When will it transform into a Heavenly Immortal?" he mumbled. After all, he had experience and wasn't overly concerned.

However, when he picked up the seed from the ashes, he was still dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

Not until a breeze blew did Chu Feng exclaim, "You hammer, you grew this thing?!"

He held the seed, looked at it again and again, and confirmed, "It really is a hammer!"

The seed had transformed into a small hammer, with a dark gold luster, just over two inches long. It was much larger than the previous forms of the seed, but this item could only be held with two fingers; it would be too difficult to wield it effectively to strike someone.

Chu Feng was quite speechless; this item was becoming increasingly bizarre.

Both the sword and the bell forms were more aesthetically pleasing than a hammer. Now it had actually become a dark gold hammer.

Without even trying, he knew it must be incredibly hard and perfectly suitable as a weapon.

At this moment, Chu Feng turned his head, looked at a distant mountain peak, and asked, "Have you watched long enough?"

He had long ago detected a creature there, but he hadn't paid it any mind because it was only a divine-level creature peeking, as weak as a scarecrow to him.

However, this interruption to his evolution displeased him, especially since the creature harbored a hint of hostility.

Chu Feng flicked his wrist and threw the hammer. With a boom, the sky rumbled, and the mountain peak instantly collapsed into dust.

A black pangolin appeared, originally hidden inside the mountain. Now it was in a sorry state and utterly terrified. What kind of hammer was this? Even before it touched the mountain, its oppressive aura alone had torn the peak apart!

Not long ago, it had clearly seen that it was a transformed seed, which had fallen from a peculiar eighteen-foot-tall golden tree. It was truly terrifying.

It felt a wave of fear. If the hammer had landed directly, it would have been instantly flattened into a bloody mess, sending shivers down its spine.

It prided itself on coming from the dark world, being a born divine-level hunter, a creature daring to spy on high-level evolutionaries and track them. But it had only just appeared today, merely responsible for scouting, and was immediately detected, causing it to tremble.

Fortunately, it was well-prepared; beneath its feet was a ready-made teleportation array divine platform. With a whoosh, it vanished from the spot.

However, Chu Feng's actions were faster than the pangolin could imagine. The stone jar, bronze artifacts, and the seed were all quickly put away, and he vanished into the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.

As strong winds howled, the mountains returned to peace. However, billions of miles away, across dozens of states, astonishing changes occurred.

In a swamp, black mist churned. An old Heavenly Venerable-level pangolin, in a half-human, half-beast form, was meditating. It suddenly opened its eyes, and lightning seemed to tear through the void in the darkness.

"Old Ancestor, I found Chu Feng's trace! Ah, he followed me!" The divine-level pangolin only then realized that the seemingly bright and sunny youth had followed it out, almost right behind its neck.

Chu Feng instantly detected a dense dark aura. The old pangolin meditating in front came from an underground dark force; it was a natural born killer.

Undoubtedly, this was a consequence of the bounty placed by Taiwu's master, the female mighty expert. Underground dark creatures swarmed out of their nests; this was an old assassin.

Indeed, this old killer had lived to this day, possessing extremely rich experience, having traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, entering the Dao through slaughter, and evolving to the Heavenly Venerable level.

He had dispatched numerous disciples, grand-disciples, and bloodline descendants, but he never expected to accidentally discover Chu Feng's trace so soon after accepting the mission.

In fact, an unknown number of veteran hunters like him had been dispatched, and a massive dark storm was brewing.

With a whoosh, the old pangolin vanished instantly. This creature could tunnel through mountains and break through the earth. Having cultivated to this day, it could even penetrate the void, making it impossible to guard against, and was one of the most troublesome Heavenly Venerable-level assassins in the underground forces.

Now, he had disappeared from Chu Feng's sight, completely gone!

Amidst the churning black mist, a large black claw abruptly appeared above Chu Feng's crown, almost touching his scalp. A pungent smell of blood emanated, a thick aura of malice accumulated from killing thousands of creatures.

Without a sound, Chu Feng shifted his body, easily dodging it.

At the same time, the old pangolin disappeared, hiding in the void. He prided himself on being a Heavenly Venerable assassin, confident he could kill Chu Feng.

However, the next moment he regretted it. The instant he saw Chu Feng open his eyes, a chill ran through his body, because that was his nemesis; the other party had actually cultivated fiery golden eyes, capable of seeing through illusions.

Chu Feng held the small hammer with two fingers and hurled it towards a certain spot in the void. The old pangolin had nowhere to hide from him; he saw through it with a single glance.

The tiny hammer contained immense power, accompanied by thousands of divine chains of order, like world-destroying lightning descending.

That part of the void exploded. Even though the old pangolin moved as fast as lightning, it couldn't completely avoid the attack. Inferior to Chu Feng, a large section of its body was severed, and it was covered in blood.

"A Heavenly Venerable assassin from the underground dark forces wants to kill me?" Chu Feng kicked out into the air, and as the ripples of the Great Dao surged, the space ahead collapsed and exploded.

The old pangolin cried out, "This damn thing!"

He regretted it greatly; he shouldn't have taken on this mission. He was also somewhat annoyed that his divine-level descendant had attracted this deadly star so quickly, before he had even made proper arrangements.

It dodged the kick, but its body was as if stuck in a swamp, struggling to break free, confined in mid-air. Chu Feng's Human King domain had expanded.

Boom!

The small hammer flew back, striking the old pangolin, instantly causing it to explode. A Heavenly Venerable-level assassin was annihilated in the blink of an eye, with blood raining down everywhere.

"Just a primary Heavenly Venerable, relying on moving in the dark, an experienced assassin, daring to come kill me? Not even close!" Chu Feng sneered. He himself had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood; he wasn't afraid of being hunted.

However, he also became serious. The Martial Maniac was one of the most terrifying sources of darkness. The moment his disciple issued a bounty, Heavenly Venerable-level assassins were dispatched, demonstrating the vast and terrifying extent of his influence.

"Ah..." The divine-level pangolin was terrified, screaming in fright. Its own Old Ancestor was... dead!

Chu Feng glanced sideways, and two beams of light shot out from his fiery golden eyes, instantly piercing its forehead, killing it instantly. It fell into the swamp, covered in blood.

"This place is good, very quiet. I can continue evolving and plant my... hammer!"

Soon after, Chu Feng placed the hammer into the stone jar and added a large pile of glowing, divinely radiant Heavenly Venerable-level soil. It was so brilliant, and the spiritual energy was so dense it turned into rippling waves, continuously expanding and making the entire swamp sacred.

This time, it wasn't a tree or a vine. The hammer-shaped seed surprisingly grew into a single blade of grass. However, it wasn't short; it was taller than Chu Feng. Its orchid-like leaves streamed with a luminous glow, but their color was silvery-white and translucent throughout.

Soon, it began to bloom, and its petals were dazzlingly crimson, as if hundreds or thousands of red suns had leaped from a calm sea, instantly dyeing the heavens and earth red. Brilliant rosy clouds illuminated all directions, engulfing the vast oceans and even the cosmic starry sky in their crimson glow.

At the same time, Chu Feng let out a strange cry: "The sky is full of Heavenly Immortals?!"

The moment the flower bud bloomed, he saw one beautiful Heavenly Maiden after another appear in mid-air, then fall down with a pitter-patter, like dumplings being dropped.

He was utterly... stunned.

Chu Feng was utterly speechless. His past murmurs, his repeated nagging, had actually made his vision come true... become reality?!

Today, he had actually grown Heavenly Immortals?!