Chapter 1476: Bewitching the Supreme Being

No one had expected it, but a figure truly appeared, silently, already standing before the Soul River!

Enveloped by a dense fog, he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring at the deepest part of the ominous land—the source of all strangeness.

Everyone was stunned, their hearts churning like a tempest, all petrified on the spot!

The summoning was successful—a supreme being had returned?!

This was… unbelievable. They had only tried it out of curiosity, yet a supremely powerful entity had actually descended here?

Moments later, those present were still bewildered, finding it hard to believe.

The Soul River was silent, not a single sound.

Even the deepest part of the ultimate ominous land was deathly quiet; even the supreme being had fallen silent.

A single figure stood across the world, gazing disdainfully upon the eternal heavens.

Heaven and earth were silent, devoid of any sound.

For a long time, people couldn't recover their senses.

The Corpse King trembled all over, almost rushing forward, but he strongly restrained himself, suppressing his impulsive emotions.

The bald man wanted to shout, and though his clothes were tattered and he bore many Dao scars, his heart was now filled with inexpressible excitement and agitation, causing him to tremble.

Li's gaze was profound, fixed on the figure's back, unable to find peace.

Martial Emperor's verdant eyes had long since gone wide with shock!

The master of the Black Blood Institute had a vacant expression, completely dumbfounded. He stood frozen in place, unable to move. What had he witnessed today? The return of a living supreme legend!

In the ultimate realm of the Soul River, countless strange beings were now trembling in fear, chills running down their spines. They realized something momentous was about to happen!

Because, not long ago, they had all seen the Dog Emperor and that Old Man's Skin praying, calling for someone to return, and now... it had succeeded!

Without a doubt, in their perception, this had to be a supremely powerful being!

In the deepest part of the Soul River's ultimate realm, it was desolate and quiet. The terrifying eye had not vanished; it still hung in the dark cosmos.

It was enormous, truly boundless, many times larger than a planet.

A trickle of blood flowed from its eyeball, appearing starkly beautiful and terrifying in the darkness.

It was no longer arrogant, but observing, scrutinizing the distant, hazy figure with a heavy heart and exceptional solemnity.

For a moment, it remained utterly silent.

Not long ago, it had regarded all beings in the world as beneath its notice, cold and ruthless, seeing all enemies across the heavens as mere ants.

What if someone fought their way to the Soul River? It didn't care.

But now, things were different!

No matter how confident it was, it still depended on who had arrived!

It could no longer remain indifferent or calm; deep within its eyes, visions of vast realms perishing, star rivers extinguishing, and heavens falling appeared.

It stood ready, marshaling its supreme power!

As if facing a formidable foe, as if trapped in an abyss, the supreme being of the Soul River's ultimate realm was so grave, daring not to relax even slightly, confronting the figure.

But no matter what, it could not back down.

Who was it, to be revered as supreme? How could it possibly retreat from battle just because a single figure appeared?

At this level, caution remained, but there was no weakness, no admission of inferiority; this was the inherent disposition of a supreme being.

Instantly, the atmosphere by the Soul River became terrifying.

Everyone was silent; no one broke the stillness.

A killing aura permeated the air, and all things withered.

No one spoke; it was terrifying, heavy, and utterly stifling, almost to the point of suffocation!

Everyone was staring at the hazy figure in the dense fog.

Who was he? Chu Feng!

He had truly arrived here passively. Earlier, vast patterns of the Grand Dao had interwoven beneath his feet, and he had involuntarily stepped forward, suddenly finding himself in this place.

Beside the Dog Emperor, someone finally couldn't hold back and shouted.

“Oh my god... The Heavenly Emperor has arrived!”

“Oh no!” Chu Feng wanted to run. “What are you saying? I don't understand, don't you dare implicate me! Who's the Heavenly Emperor? You want me to fight a supreme being?! I'm just... passing by. Why are you all staring at me? I don't know any of you!” Chu Feng's face was turning green. He felt as if treacherous commoners were trying to harm him.

However, he couldn't show his true feelings. With immense willpower, he restrained himself, remaining unmoving like a mountain, steady as a rock.

Finally, silence descended. The impulsive speaker shut up. The atmosphere was tense, and no one wanted to break this peculiar quietude again.

Now, a group of people were all staring at Chu Feng.

“What are you looking at? I'm lost!” he desperately wanted to say. “Haven't you ever seen someone take a wrong turn? Why are you all staring at me?”

He felt resentful, fearing he would be entrapped and perish here.

However, he couldn't possibly explain, and had to maintain his silence.

He had already sensed the situation: the group behind him held no murderous intent; in fact, their gazes were fervent, all fixed on him.

Among them were familiar figures like the Black Dog and the Old Man's Skin from the First Mountain, all of great origin.

As for what lay ahead, it was even more terrifying: an immense, boundless eye, seemingly filling the entire dark cosmos, radiating extreme coldness.

Chu Feng's arrival made the supreme being in the depths of the Soul River extremely wary. It had not spoken a word until now, and the tension between the two sides was palpable.

The arrival of one person had completely altered the situation.

However, Chu Feng had no such awareness.

He looked at the eye, feeling targeted. “Who are you glaring at? Enough already, you're glaring at me endlessly, it serves you right that your eye is bleeding!”

After standing there for a moment, he naturally fully understood the situation of the two opposing factions, realizing they were in a standoff and comprehending his own precarious position.

If he mishandled this, he would have to face a supreme being in a life-or-death confrontation!

But did he have what it took to contend with a supreme being?

If it came to blows, a creature of that caliber could crush him with a single palm, leaving not even a pulp of flesh; he'd probably be utterly annihilated.

Upon realizing this, Chu Feng steadied himself.

He made up his mind not to speak; silence was golden.

Because, once he started talking to a supreme being, he was bound to say too much and make more mistakes. All he needed to do was maintain the demeanor of a master!

Moreover, he believed his “status” was higher, so he certainly couldn't speak before the supreme being in the depths of the Soul River. Didn't powerful figures always speak last?

As he considered these thoughts, the dense fog around Chu Feng grew thicker, and his body remained as still as a primeval divine mountain, unmoving.

He continued to stare at the bleeding eye in the Soul River's ultimate realm, wanting to say, “You're already shedding tears of blood, why are you still putting on airs? If you have something to say, just say it!”

The stillness was broken. The Dog Emperor was incredibly agitated and joyful; it simply couldn't hold back. From the rear, it let out a mighty bark, contemptuously looking at the overlord of the Soul River.

It felt the summoning had succeeded. At this moment, a dog's life, once triumphant, must fully indulge in joy. After enduring for so many years, how could it not vent its accumulated frustration?

The Corpse King, the bald man, and the others were also in high spirits; no matter what, morale had soared.

Chu Feng wanted to cry. “Can you all make things easier for me? From the looks of it, they want to force me to fight a supreme being!” He desperately wanted to shout, “This is utterly treacherous! I'll be flattened into dust with a single palm! You're all traps!” Chu Feng was filled with intense regret. “Why did I come here? Who brought me here? It's all a massive pitfall!”

“Hmph!”

At the end of the Soul River, deep within the ominous land, powerful native beings expressed dissatisfaction, cheering for and defending the supreme being, confronting the Dog Emperor, Jiudao Yi, and others.

Even the colossal eye gradually turned cold, once again emitting a merciless, chilling light.

“The one from the legends?” the owner of the eye spoke!

It had doubts; that person had long vanished for countless ages, completely severed ties with all heavens, and should not have been able to return.

Upon considering this, it inexplicably let out a sigh of relief deep within its heart.

Or perhaps the Heavenly Emperor whom the Dog Emperor once followed? That also shouldn't be the case! He was suspected to be in that mysterious bronze coffin, isolated from the world, and currently untraceable.

However, if the hazy figure ahead was a deception, why was its aura so intimidating, so unfathomably profound that even it couldn't see through it?

Especially the dense fog, which was exceptionally strange; even a being of its caliber couldn't see through it, leaving the supreme being full of uncertainty and suspicion.

“A wisp of consciousness descended?” the supreme being spoke again.

Silence fell over the scene; no one responded.

“I just won't speak, I'll just silently stare at you!” Chu Feng maintained his original posture, utterly motionless.

Tai Yi, Martial Emperor, and the others all felt that this person was far too composed, calm and collected, not even bothering to respond to the supreme being's questions.

This style, this demeanor—who could possibly compare!?

Looking down on the Soul River and ignoring the supreme being in the ominous land truly thrilled those behind, making their blood surge. They all wished they could join in and cheer.

In the ultimate realm, many native beings of the Soul River were alarmed. That person was too terrifying, actually ignoring their supreme master completely, treating it with utter disregard throughout.

This gave them a bad feeling. Would the Soul River face a great catastrophe today?

In the eyes of the Soul River's native powerhouses, that person was like an immortal mountain, towering across the land.

He was exerting pressure; did he intend to suppress the Soul River by himself?!

Chu Feng's heart was twitching. “What are those expressions on your faces? Whether it's those damned monsters opposite, or my allies behind, you're intentionally trying to get me killed, aren't you? Haven't you seen the chilling light emanating from that enormous eyeball already rending the Grand Dao? It's almost ready to make a move!”

“But what could he do? Fine, my heart... remains steadfast. I'll just maintain this indifferent posture!”

He looked down at the Soul River, silently watching, “I just won't speak!”

In the ominous land, the supreme being's murderous intent was powerful enough to cleave star seas!

Who was it? The supreme being revered by ten thousand realms, at whose mere thought all heavens trembled in fear, yet now it was being completely ignored.

Even before achieving its Dao, it had its pride, let alone now.

Black mist surged, engulfing the ominous land.

The ultimate realm was a universe, vast and boundless, with the eye suspended at its center. Boundless darkness enveloped it, making it appear exceptionally terrifying.

Instantly, an eerie aura spread across the heavens and earth!

“Be careful, don't let the ominous black mist corrupt you!” the Corpse King shouted, warning those beside him. He had become what he was due to being corroded by various sources of pollution years ago.

Had he not been incredibly exceptional himself, anyone else would have long since perished, body and soul.

“Don't worry, the black mist can't get through,” the Dog Emperor said calmly. It believed that figure was ten thousand times more reliable than Jiudao Yi, and there was no need to worry at all.

Chu Feng finally moved. He looked up at the sky, wanting to let out a long sigh. Was he about to be corrupted to death?

However, in the eyes of others, this “status” was truly unparalleled.

What was he doing? Facing the supreme being's murderous intent, he completely ignored it, preferring to look up at the sky.

The master of the Black Blood Institute could not restrain himself, trembling as he spoke: “Truly... a spirit that devours all realms, a magnificent ambition, unmatched throughout history!”

“Oh my... what are you talking about, you old bastard? Do you want me to die faster?!” Chu Feng wanted to beat him to death.

At this moment, astounding phenomena erupted: boundless black mist boiled and surged forward, corroding the external great realms, causing huge fissures to appear in heaven and earth, and even the river of time suffered disruptions.

However, as all the black mist surged forward, just as it neared Chu Feng, golden patterns spread from beneath his feet, resisting all the dark energy.

And with sizzling sounds, the ominous energy was vaporized, then spiritual energy filled the air, followed by a pervasive sacred aura.

“This is true supreme power! His body is like a great bell, cleansing all ages, purifying all heavens!” someone shouted loudly.

Chu Feng accepted this flattery, feeling... deeply pleased!

“I'm that strong, really?” He felt lightheaded with elation. “I stand here, floating in the air; what can your corruption do? I am immune to all evils!”

Then, he said nothing, hands clasped behind his back, simply gazing silently at the high heavens.

“Big eyeball, I'm not even looking at you anymore!”

At the end of the Soul River, within the ultimate realm, the supreme being's pupils contracted. It wasn't angry; emotions common to normal beings no longer existed within it. What remained was only battle intent, growing ever sharper.

A supreme being cannot retreat; it can only fight!

At this moment, it was about to make its move, and the end of the Soul River instantly seemed on the verge of exploding.

Vast concentrations of life force, too dense to disperse, surged forth. That place was the supreme being's healing ground, and now wisps of special substances were emanating from it.

These were the supreme essences nurtured by the Soul River, rare and precious substances virtually impossible to find anywhere else, unseen by the outside world.

Now, merely the emanation of wisps made people feel that heaven and earth had changed, as if solidified forever, capable of enduring eternally, thenceforth immortal.

There, a terrifying figure gradually emerged; the supreme being was about to reveal its true form!

However, it also paid a great price: its only clearly visible, cold eye was bleeding.

The past great war had inflicted fatal injuries upon it. Originally, such a being could influence the rise and fall of all heavens with a single thought, its true form indestructible.

But now, time had flowed, ages had passed, and its wounds were still far from healed!

Its dreadful silhouette, part human, part fierce avian, filled and cracked the vast cosmos, causing suffocation!

Outside, many powerhouses instantly perceived it, some even able to see the terrifying creature's general outline in their sea of consciousness, and immediately trembled.

Many realms were cracking, and all heavens seemed about to fall.

This was truly terrifying!

“Strike first!” Jiudao Yi shouted.

“Do you think I don't want to?!” Chu Feng thought, filled with indignation. At this critical juncture, if he had the power, he would have long since slapped it away.

What could he do? He maintained his unchanging posture, hands clasped behind his back, watching flowers bloom and wither, clouds unfurl and disperse.

This time, the supreme being was truly enraged. Even though its inner heart had previously been like an ancient well, completely devoid of such emotions, it could no longer tolerate this.

The figure standing with hands clasped behind its back in the dense fog truly paid it no mind, ignoring it completely even now. To what extent was this arrogance and conceit?!

“Hmph!”

With a soft snort from the supreme being, its true form moved. The dark cosmos rumbled, and all realms seemed on the verge of exploding. Visions of countless Dao Ancestors lying prostrate at its feet were projected across all heavens.

Suddenly, like gushing springs or cascading waterfalls, a white ribbon of energy flew from the depths of that ultimate realm, swiftly gathering towards Chu Feng.

The life force was so rich it couldn't dissipate—it was the supreme essence of the Soul River!

Everyone was stunned. Was the figure in the dense fog, standing with hands clasped behind its back and gazing at the sky, really that audacious? Was it plundering the supreme being's healing resources?

Instantly, at the end of the Soul River, countless native beings were shocked. They could clearly sense that the supreme essence within the soul substance was being devoured.

Chu Feng was dumbfounded. The golden patterns beneath his feet were like a gluttonous beast, devouring and guzzling the special rare substances from the depths of the ominous land.

“Unmatched in the world!”

Behind him, the bald man shouted excitedly. Although the battle had not yet begun, he felt his blood, long cold, now boiling with fervor, and his battle intent soared.

His heart surged with emotion; old scenes from the past were replaying. The Heavenly Emperor had returned—was he going to overturn the Soul River today? Only one word mattered—fight!

The gurgling, surging soul essence flowed into the golden patterns and swiftly vanished.

Chu Feng finally knew who was behind it all; he saw the culprit—the stone jar!

He had suspected it for a long time, and now it was finally confirmed: this thing had pulled him to the Soul River, bringing him here to absorb the supreme soul essence?

No, wait. Soon, he discovered another anomaly: something inside the stone jar was also absorbing the Soul River's rare substances, subtly changing.

It was... a seed!

Not the one that had rooted and sprouted before, but a new one.

When he first acquired it, there were three seeds in the stone jar.

One was relatively normal, capable of flowering and bearing fruit.

Another was dark and shriveled, somewhat deformed, devoid of life.

The last one was purplish-brown, flat, as if it had been squashed.

The latter two seeds had remained dormant for all these years.

Chu Feng had tried every method, but they showed no signs of change.

They were very special. When Chu Feng's physical body was torn apart during reincarnation and his clandestine journey to the Yang Realm, the seeds endured the crushing force of reincarnation without a single trace of damage.

Today, that dark, shriveled seed was actually absorbing the supreme soul substance. It swelled slightly, no longer desiccated, and gained a hint of vitality.

The seed was reviving?

Chu Feng looked inward, observing the stone jar and seeds within his body. He simply couldn't believe it; one of the lifeless seeds was actually radiating a bit of vitality.

Now, he couldn't help but wonder: How had he truly arrived here? Was it driven by the jar, or drawn by the seed? It was shrouded in mystery.

In any case, both the jar and the seeds were peculiar; their origins were unfathomable.

All of this happened in a flash, leaving Chu Feng no time for further thought.

At this moment, the supreme being grew furious!

To be plundered right in front of its face, in its own lair? This was truly beyond endurance!

Especially since it had already made its move, yet the figure in the dense fog was still brazenly plundering, stealing its healing substances from the ultimate realm.

Most infuriating of all, the figure in the dense fog still had its hands clasped behind its back, still gazing at the sky.

This was truly unbearable! Shamelessly stealing the supreme being's soul substance, and still ignoring it like that? It was utterly unreasonable!

Any hot-tempered individual would likely explode with rage!

It no longer held back; it had truly had enough!

In its hand, a radiant long blade appeared, crystal clear and translucent, emitting nine-colored auspicious light that swept across all heavens.

Ten thousand realms trembled, many voids rumbled, reflecting this blade, striking terror into all great worlds and chilling countless cultivators.

The supreme being at the end of the ultimate realm made its move, brandishing its weapon and unleashing an unparalleled strike!

It was utterly terrifying. The blade was resplendent to the extreme, cutting from the depths of the dark cosmos, directly to the Soul River, reaching the Land of Emperor Battles, piercing through the cosmic void.

Undoubtedly, this was a dominant, world-shattering strike, carrying the full fury of a supreme being!

“Be careful!”

The bald man growled, clenching his fists. Although he knew he wasn't qualified or necessary to intervene, due to his intense concern and anxiety, he felt a strong unease.

“Fight!” At this moment, even the Martial Lunatic couldn't help but roar, hoping that person would unleash a strike unmatched across heaven and earth.

He, too, was becoming somewhat frantic.

Not just him, but the master of the Black Blood Institute and others also felt the same way, as if they themselves were facing a blade that struck terror into all heavens and myriad realms; their very soul-lights trembled.

Had that person not been blocking in front, and had there not been the protection of the Emperor Bell and the battle spear spanning the sky, they probably wouldn't have been able to stand there.

Was the true great battle about to erupt? Everyone was incredibly tense.

But that person was far too calm, wasn't he?

No, he finally moved. In a flash, he turned his head, looking towards the end of the Soul River, staring at the supreme being in the ominous land.

“You... are still watching?” Still so calm, truly as steady as an old dog—so steady that it made the Corpse King and the others panic.

The figure in the dense fog was simply too composed. This wouldn't do! The crystalline nine-colored long blade had already pierced through the vast cosmos and was cleaving down before him—and he still wasn't making a move?!

A single instant also meant eternity.

All these were events that powerful beings could perceive in a single thought.

“Fight!” Jiudao Yi roared, filled with worry. Why wasn't he making a move? Was he passively waiting for the Soul River's supreme being to strike him down?

“This is outrageous!”

Before anyone else could get angry, the supreme being of the Soul River was already howling and roaring. “Do you look down on me that much? Even now, you're still pretending!”

Chu Feng wanted to cry. If he could fight, he would have made his move long ago!

To fight or not to fight, to act or not to act—the outcome would be the same. What could he do? Naturally, he continued to watch the clouds on the horizon, the distant waves of the Soul River, just not the supreme being.

In the supreme being's eyes, this was blatant provocation, contempt, an utter dismissal, as if to say, “Look, I'm completely unmoved by your attack.”

Therefore, its emotions boiled, determined to cleave the figure in the dense fog with a single strike!

Everyone's scalps tingled. Could he evade it? Was he going to use the Grand Dao to nullify that blade strike?

In an instant, a startling change occurred in the field: golden patterns densely covered Chu Feng's body, protecting him.

This wasn't all. Outside the golden patterns, there was a layer of blood-red halo, radiating further outward, like golden flames stained with blood, a golden body reflecting crimson light.

That blade truly did not strike down!

Because it was blocked by a large hand, which bare-handedly resisted the crystalline and resplendent nine-colored long blade, preventing it from striking down. As for the blade's light and Dao rules, they too were being ground into dust by the large hand.

At this moment, all heavens and myriad realms roared, trembling incessantly.

“What is that?!” Even Jiudao Yi cried out in alarm.

“Emperor patterns are reflected across myriad realms, and the outer layer of crimson is the blood of enemies from past wars, soaked into his body and now emerging—the Heavenly Emperor has returned!” the Corpse King roared.

Chu Feng himself was astonished. He could understand the golden patterns; they most likely came from the stone jar, which had revived today, yearning for the Soul River's supreme rare substances.

But what was the outermost layer, the blood-red halo? He was a little bewildered.

That large hand was conjured from the blood-red halo. Chu Feng himself remained with his hands clasped behind his back, not moving at all, simply watching the supreme being of the Soul River.

“Roar!”

Deep in the ominous land, the supreme being roared in fury. “You still dare to stare at me?!”

Especially since the other party hadn't even moved its true form, how could it not be enraged? It was being greatly underestimated.

The supreme being wanted to rebuke: “You dare to underestimate me? Unforgivable! Unpardonable! Die!”

It brandished its long blade again. The colossal eye in the darkness was dripping blood, and as it opened and closed, myriad runes disintegrated, and the order of all heavens fractured.

To its shock and fury, and to its utter dread, a terrifying aura suddenly enveloped it, making it feel as if it were stuck in a mire, about to be immobilized!

At the same time, from the blood-red halo behind Chu Feng, a large hand emerged and slapped forward!

“Where are you hitting?!”

The supreme being's blood boiled with rage!

That large hand was incredibly fast, descending upon its head. Was this... a head pat of death?!

What was most outrageous, what drove it to extreme fury, was that the large hand wasn't particularly forceful; it simply patted its head repeatedly. Was this meant to humiliate it?!

And yet, it couldn't evade it; its body stiffened. This shocked it, and a monstrous wave surged in its heart—there was actually a being capable of doing this to it!

“Pat its dog head!” From afar, the Corpse King roared, cheering him on.

The Dog Emperor didn't even react upon hearing this; it didn't bother to respond to him, merely trembling with excitement, completely oblivious to everything else.

This was simply unimaginable! A supreme being being repeatedly patted on the head like this? Was this meant to suppress and kill it, or to humiliate and educate it?

At the end of the Soul River, countless native beings were all terrified, trembling uncontrollably. The Soul River's master, whom they considered invincible, was actually being suppressed.

Had the legendary figure truly returned? Everyone's hearts surged like a tempest!

At this moment, Chu Feng's hair stood on end. He realized there was a huge problem: Who was making the move?

This feeling made him uneasy, making his skin crawl. He could feel as if there was something behind him, some inexplicable being.

He even heard breathing, right at the back of his neck. What was it? Who was it?!

He had never imagined that besides the stone jar and the seeds, there was something else incomprehensible on him. When had he gotten entangled with it? He was shocked.

At this moment, the Dog Emperor trembled, its heart quivering. It was so excited it almost screamed, and tears welled up in its eyes.

It was finally certain. This might, this battle power, was definitely not a phantom, not some wisp of consciousness descending—it had to be the true body of a supreme powerhouse returning.

How many years had it been? Had it truly seen him again?

It stared intently at the figure's back, but the dense fog was too thick; it couldn't see through it, couldn't discern if it was truly him. “Brother Heavenly Emperor!”

At this moment, Jiudao Yi's lips were trembling, his entire body quivering with disbelief. He had guessed it was another person—had *that* one returned?!

He had prayed before the battle spear for many years, making countless wishes, but all had failed; there had been no sign of movement whatsoever.

And now... that person had just returned like this?!

“Who dares claim invincibility?!” Jiudao Yi's eyes turned red; he wanted to cry out, wanted to roar like this.

As long as that person had returned, who else was there to fear? The eerie and ominous could surely be extinguished, swept clean. Who would dare to step forward?

Just as he had said earlier, “Who dares to defy them and try!?”

Was it that person? Jiudao Yi also couldn't see through that special dense fog.

“Heavenly Emperor!” The Dog Emperor's cloudy old eyes welled with hot tears. It wanted to shout this out; as long as he returned, everything could be resolved.

“What was the Soul River? After so many years, it ought to be obliterated, completely wiped out!”

At this very moment, what could Chu Feng do? “My heart remains steadfast. With hands clasped behind my back, I'll just silently stare at all of you!”

However, in the eyes of everyone else, this was the ultimate display of supreme, unfathomable, and unparalleled majesty.