Chapter 1527: Immortal Lord

In the distance, the azure sky was exceptionally clear, like a pristine gem.

Near the boundary wall, majestic mountains towered, shrouded in a pervasive chaotic aura.

Chu Feng stood suspended in mid-air, his body shimmering with golden light. He appeared ethereal and transcendent, like a banished immortal descending upon the mortal realm.

Only the blood on the ground reminded everyone that this delicate-looking young man had just gone on a killing spree, eradicating all the Reincarnation Hunters.

This was a monumental event, destined to ignite a colossal storm!

While ruthless individuals had existed throughout history, none had ever been as audacious and valiant as him, openly severing ties with the organization and publicly slaughtering their members in front of the entire world.

Silence fell across the land, and everyone's heart trembled.

Even Feather Sovereign, standing on a majestic mountain in the distance, his body shrouded in sacred, transcendent mist, had his pupils contract and remained silent.

The entire world seemed to fall silent. People everywhere were profoundly shaken and utterly dumbfounded.

He just… annihilated all the Reincarnation Hunters just like that?

“Quickly, leave!” Old Gu anxiously transmitted his message in secret.

Like Zhou Xi, he wanted Chu Feng to escape and lay low for a period of time.

“He’s poked a hole in the sky!”

Outside, people in various regions had finally come to their senses.

Ying Xiaoxiao, with her silver hair as smooth as silk, had her radiant and exquisite face filled with worry. This outcome was too dreadful; offending the Reincarnation Hunters would never end well. No matter how vast the world, there would be no safe haven for Chu Feng.

“This is too… decisive, too fierce! The younger generation is truly formidable!” Inside the Demi-Immortal Clan, the Third Clan Elder was so startled that he accidentally tore off a piece of his beard.

In his opinion, Chu Feng was too impetuous; he shouldn't have attacked. It would have been better to simply turn and leave, avoiding the Reincarnation Hunters—that was the superior strategy.

He believed Chu Feng should leave first, hide for a period, and then, once he was sufficiently powerful, he could ask the Zhou clan to intercede and secretly negotiate with the organization, which might offer a way out.

Little did he know, Chu Feng harbored too many secrets; he had directly traversed the Path of Reincarnation with his physical body, not merely smuggled his soul light through.

This matter could not withstand scrutiny. If the organization ever became aware of it, not only the Zhou clan but even the top ten clans, such as the Heng and Dao clans, interceding together would prove ineffective.

Once the Reincarnation Hunters uncovered such clues, they would absolutely investigate to the very end!

Chu Feng knew he was different from other reincarnators, so he had long been prepared to fight to the bitter end.

At the scene, several esteemed elders of the Zhou clan stiffened. They had wanted to speak, but now, even presenting various arguments would likely not persuade the organization to back down.

The world erupted in an uproar. Even some old monsters from various clans were tutting their teeth in disbelief, having personally witnessed such an event: a young man challenging the majesty of a supreme organization.

“Hmm?”

Chu Feng suddenly turned, looking towards a certain direction where the void was twisted and blurry. A corner of an ancient silver palace had appeared there.

“They’re… all dead!?”

From within the silver-tiled palace, a hoarse voice emerged, its tone slightly stiff and cold, seemingly bewildered. A pair of blood-red eyes materialized amidst the mist inside the silver hall.

Chu Feng stepped forward, clearly about to make another move!

Old Gu was exasperated. He immediately rushed over, grabbed Chu Feng, and wanted to exclaim, “My ancestor, are you going to kill again?!”

Zhou Xi shook her head, filled with worry, and flew through the air to stand by Chu Feng’s side.

She secretly transmitted a message, explaining that this was merely an illusory palace, acting as a visual conduit for the organization behind the Reincarnation Hunters to observe the outcome here.

“Brother, you truly have a hot temper,” Old Gu said, drenched in cold sweat. “How could you be so impetuous and just kill them all? Crippling them and leaving some alive would have been better!”

His eyes were filled with melancholy, as this matter would be difficult to resolve.

He was genuinely afraid Chu Feng would be killed, knowing how terrifying that organization truly was.

In his anxious state, Old Gu seemed to dare to say anything: “Even if you want to kill a few, you should do it discreetly. On this point, you should learn from my elder brother. When he sent an old brother to reincarnate and was targeted by Reincarnation Hunters, he was also furious. In the end, he found a deserted place, launched a sneak attack, and killed them all, making them simply vanish from the Yang Realm!”

Upon hearing these words, everyone was dumbfounded and speechless.

Even some old Ultimate experts looked at Old Gu with strange expressions.

In the silver palace, the eyes in the mist, originally fierce and chilling as they stared at Chu Feng, now directly shifted their gaze to Old Gu.

“It wasn’t me who launched the sneak attack; go find the real culprit!” Old Gu retorted, looking guilty, stubbornly holding his ground with his neck stiff.

Many people were speechless. How exhausting must it be to have a sworn brother like that? He was clearly bringing trouble upon his sworn brother, Li—it was truly unbelievable.

“My elder brother is Li!”

Old Gu added, implying, “Don’t come for me; don’t get the wrong person!”

Nearby, even Zhou Bo, Old Gu’s rival with whom he usually had a tense relationship, remained silent, not mocking Old Gu because he truly had nothing more to say about him.

Although Long Dayu was not near the battlefield, he was watching clearly from a distance through a crystal wall, his face etched with a conflicted expression. Being associated with a schemer like Old Gu, there was no telling when he might also be led astray.

Given that he himself was a natural scapegoat and frequently encountered bad luck, if he got too close to Gu Chenhai, he might very well be jinxed to death.

In such a serious, murderous atmosphere, many people showed strange expressions. Even some old monsters found themselves wanting to laugh at how Li the Black Hand’s lifelong reputation was being overturned. His judgment in choosing sworn brothers was truly poor; this Gu Chenhai was too absurd, with a truly 'uncommon' disposition.

Only one person disagreed: Chu Feng. He looked at Old Gu, sighed lightly, and said, “There’s no need for this!”

He truly understood Old Gu’s intentions. What seemed absurd, somewhat laughable, and even drew mockery was by no means Old Gu acting thoughtlessly.

In fact, Chu Feng realized at once that Old Gu had gone to great lengths, seriously doing something that would bring him ridicule, all for a good reason.

Old Gu was effectively using his elder brother as a scapegoat to bear the brunt of the blame, thereby transferring the animosity and distributing the potential harm, all to save Chu Feng.

“Quickly, leave!” Old Gu transmitted in secret.

Chu Feng nodded. He needed to evolve; he had enough high-level earth with him to quickly grow stronger.

Once he rapidly rose and became stronger, he would simply continue to hunt down the Reincarnation Hunters. If it truly came down to fighting to the bitter end, who would be afraid of whom?

If anyone knew his thoughts, they would probably feel their scalps tingle. Had this guy gone mad? How dared he be so audacious!

The void was twisted, blurry, and very dim. Inside the silver palace, a pair of blood-red eyes were terrifyingly eerie, exceptionally cold, and filled with venomous malice, staring intently at Chu Feng.

It was as if a vengeful spirit, buried in a land of death for countless ages and slumbering for many epochs, had been resurrected. That gaze, that malevolence, sent shivers down one’s spine; a single look from it felt like being cursed.

Boom!

Suddenly, with a thunderous explosion, the heavens and earth were ripped open. The energy was so vast and immense, as if a world were being created, reverberating through all realms.

Chu Feng suddenly attacked, unleashing his strongest energy and conjuring his Vajra Bodhi. He smashed it onto the silver palace within the twisted void, aiming directly at the malevolent blood-red eyes.

With a bang, the silver palace exploded, shattering the void. A chilling, vengeful spirit’s roar emanated from within as everything dispersed and the palace collapsed.

Speckles of blood scattered, and the pair of eyes shattered, vanishing in an instant.

It was not the true form of that being that had arrived; these were blood-red eyes manifested by his peerless techniques, and they were thus destroyed within the illusory palace.

Chu Feng hovered in the air, enveloped by radiant runic light. After the silver palace exploded, specks of blood rain fell, glowing vividly scarlet in the light, yet not a single drop touched him.

At that moment, even his hair glowed. Silent and composed, he stood there, unmoving as a mountain.

People were petrified. Killing these blood-red eyes and killing Reincarnation Hunters were entirely different concepts; these blood eyes likely belonged to a high-ranking being within the organization.

Even if these were merely runic blood eyes projected by him, capable of endlessly regenerating and likely existing in vast numbers, they would absolutely not tolerate any disrespect!

Old Gu was greatly distressed. He pushed Chu Feng and urged, “Quickly, leave!”

Zhou Xi was also anxious. She took out one of her protective talismans, directly placed it around Chu Feng’s neck, and urged him to leave immediately and remain in seclusion until this epoch passed.

Chu Feng was greatly moved. Although he didn’t need to exchange polite words with them, he felt a profound warmth in his heart.

“Isn’t it just an organization? How does it compare to the Underworld?” Chu Feng asked, not truly concerned. In his opinion, these so-called Reincarnation Hunters were probably sent by the Underworld.

Regardless, he had once fought a great battle by the Soul River, and even if it was by relying on the stone jar’s power, he had, after all, experienced a terrifying battle of that magnitude.

“They are very strong, very special, and not necessarily weaker than the Underworld,” Old Gu said. “This is a strange and terrifying force!”

Chu Feng was immediately startled. This organization and the Underworld were not the same thing, not from the same source?!

He hadn’t taken it seriously until now, but suddenly he had a headache. It seemed he had truly kicked an iron plate and provoked a formidable opponent.

Never mind, he shook his head, deciding to leave to evolve first and then return to fight. He bade farewell to Old Gu and Zhou Xi, disappearing in an instant!

Using the domain, Chu Feng’s figure faded, and in an instant, he was already tens of states away from his original location.

At the boundary wall, there was an instant of silence, followed shortly by a wave of hushed whispers. All those present were experts from various clans, led by their old monsters, and all were profoundly shocked.

Ying Wudi, standing at the edge of the battlefield, had a complex expression. At the same time, he was certain that this was the true Devil Chu—wherever he went, trouble inevitably followed.

Regardless, seeing Chu Feng depart, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he disliked the devil and wished he could cripple him, he didn't want to see him die there.

“Why am I worrying about him?” Ying Wudi thought. “No matter how much trouble he stirs, he’s always full of vigor. From the Lesser Underworld to the Yang Realm, the caliber of experts he antagonizes keeps rising. I predict he’ll eventually go cause trouble in the Heavens above.”

Ying Wudi sighed, remarking that if Chu Feng were ever to be honest and well-behaved, he surely wouldn’t be Chu Feng; he must have been possessed by someone else.

Suddenly, a low, mournful sound emerged, like a death knell softly tolling. Simultaneously, countless streaks of black light tore through the void, causing the entire expanse of heaven and earth ahead to twist and deform.

It was as if countless crows were flapping their wings, clanging against metal, ripping open space.

The organization behind the Reincarnation Hunters, as expected, would not let the matter rest. Now, a massive commotion was brewing, and something was about to emerge.

A dim and rugged path pierced through the void, extending outwards. Skeletal creatures emerged in formation, carrying a putrid aura.

They were incredibly ancient, having existed for an unknown number of epochs. They didn’t seem like normal living beings at all, but rather had survived through some secret art or even forbidden technique.

There were thirteen Great Powers in total. Their hair was sparse, almost entirely gone, their eye sockets deeply sunken like hollows, and only a thin layer of flesh clung to their bones, making them resemble skeletons.

It was impossible to guess how long they had lived; these were Primordial-level beings preserved by special means, clinging to life until this era, regarded by the world as Great Powers.

Crows filled the sky, all rotten yet still alive, also flying out from that Path of Reincarnation.

Funereal birds were everywhere, their ominous cries rising and falling in a cacophony of sound.

A full thirteen Great Powers! How immensely powerful and tyrannical this was. After that organization had been offended, such a formidable army arrived almost instantly.

Everyone gasped in cold air. The organization behind the Reincarnation Hunters was simply too strong; to dispatch such a formidable team instantly was truly intimidating.

At the same time, a blood-red decree appeared in the void, proclaiming: “Chu Feng, clandestine reincarnator, kill!”

This simple line of text greatly surprised and bewildered people. There was even a specific description for him: 'clandestine reincarnator'? This was different from previous decrees.

If Chu Feng were present, he would surely be alerted that these people might know he was a being who had traversed reincarnation with his physical body, requiring strict vigilance.

At this moment, outside, a group of people watched the scene before the battlefield through crystal walls, their young faces etched with complex and conflicted emotions.

This was a group of young people, all exceptionally talented core disciples of major sects. They were of similar age and shared a common trait: their soul lights had all been inscribed with characters!

Although they had long guessed who was responsible, seeing the blood-red decree now, with the words 'clandestine reincarnator' and his name clearly inscribed, was equivalent to receiving the most conclusive evidence.

“My uncle is Chu Feng!”

In recent years, when various sects recruited disciples and examined their root bones and souls, they had all seen this phrase. Everyone had been utterly bewildered, unsure of the situation, which caused a massive stir.

People had already understood that Chu Feng had clandestinely crossed over from the Lesser Underworld. It was highly probable that he had found an opportunity during that journey to inscribe numerous characters.

“So we, this group of extraordinarily talented individuals, came to be this way?!”

Some people were in a daze, all of them having been directly involved or, rather, the victims.

In recent years, these talented individuals had secretly formed connections, almost creating a massive organization. They believed that those with inscribed bodies were their own kind, naturally extraordinary with unimaginable origins, and deeply connected to that primordial holy being—Chu Feng.

But now… with the truth revealed, many people were left dazed, wondering: Should they still revere—Chu Feng?!

No matter how one looked at it, Devil Chu was truly unethical back then. Some even felt indignation from both humans and gods: He inscribed characters on them while clandestinely crossing over?

Was he afraid of getting lost, or was it a perverse pleasure to take advantage of them? They almost… wanted to beat him to death!

At this moment, some of them easily conjured images of 'So-and-so was here.'

It was ironic that for so many years, they had been proud, forming a vast genius alliance, revering Chu Feng, whose origins were unknown, as their Immortal Lord, treating him as divine, and holding him as a form of belief.

After all, being born into this world with inscribed characters was indeed extraordinary. They were all very proud, believing they belonged to the same unique category of people.

As a result, when the truth was revealed, they genuinely wanted to beat him, to cripple that 'human trafficker.' A group of them gnashed their teeth.

Especially a group of young women, thinking: Is the soul something others can just casually tamper with? A group of them were conflicted, debating whether to pursue and kill Chu Feng.

“I think he still owes us a debt of gratitude,” one person said. “Look, our soul lights bear runes containing special methods that promoted our growth in the innate maternal womb. We received many benefits!”

But others were conflicted, wondering if this was merely compensation he provided after casually scribbling on them.

“My faith in the Immortal Lord remains unchanged,” declared one. “However, from now on, the so-called Immortal Lord will only reside in my heart, unrelated to that Chu outside!”

“I believe he ultimately bestowed a great kindness upon us,” another argued. “Have you noticed that the runes on our soul lights are all breathing techniques? They can operate on their own, making us inherently powerful!”

“I also… temporarily acknowledge him!”

Most people had complex feelings towards Chu Feng; some were grateful, while others wanted to beat him. It was truly difficult to articulate such conflicted emotions.

When some old monsters perceived this, they couldn't help but gasp in awe. If this genius alliance truly grew, its future potential would be immense and boundless. The most crucial point was that they came from various regions and were core disciples of various sects; if their influence radiated outwards, this alliance was destined to become a behemoth in the future!

“One day, will that Devil Chu not command the world because of this?” some old monsters wondered suspiciously.

In fact, Chu Feng had long forgotten about this matter. If these geniuses didn't seek him out in the future, he probably wouldn't remember it at all.

Chu Feng became famous, not only because of this battle where he killed all the Reincarnation Hunters, but also because the core disciples of various sects were now connected to him.

“My uncle is Chu Feng!”

For some time to come, this phrase was destined to be repeatedly mentioned within various sects.

If a sect did not possess such disciples, it could not even be considered a prestigious major faction!

Because that batch of individuals whose soul lights were inscribed were naturally born with exceptionally strong soul power, and coupled with Chu Feng’s runic nourishment, they were naturally all top-tier geniuses.

Therefore, for a certain period in the future, when assessing the power of a sect, one could discern its strength by whether it had accepted such special disciples.

Of course, the Immortal Lord, the Primordial Holy One—Chu Feng—also became world-renowned and attracted widespread attention for a certain period because of this.

In front of the boundary wall, the thirteen Great Power-level Reincarnation Hunters had stiff, lifeless expressions; their faces barely moved. One of them fixed his gaze on Old Gu.

“You said someone killed some Reincarnation Hunters in the prehistoric era?” asked the skeletal-like creature, who was presumably human but too decayed. Its internal bones creaked when its body moved.

“Yes, there is indeed such a person,” Old Gu quickly confessed, readily compromising. “His name is Li, and he’s in Yin Province. Go settle the score with him!” He was so quick, he didn’t even need to be pressed, spilling everything.

Everyone around was speechless, and some old monsters’ faces twitched. They truly wanted to stand up for Li and just beat Old Gu to death.

The thirteen Great Powers did not move. After receiving the information, they no longer bothered with this particular issue.

Old Gu guessed that they would probably have to ask their high-ranking members, or even the organizational giants, to make a move before they dared to seek out the prehistoric ultimate myth—Li the Black Hand.

Otherwise, even a large contingent of Great Powers would perish.

“Where is Chu Feng?” the thirteen Great Powers again fixed their gaze on Old Gu.

“He’s in Yin Province; he went to join Li!” Old Gu insisted, his tone very firm.

Yin Province, that special place, had a portal in the void. For some time now, there had been constant lightning and thunder, with golden arcs of electricity flying out from the portal.

This was the portal connecting to the Greater Underworld!

Li’s stone coffin was located behind this portal, known as the 'Coffin Blocking the Door,' and it bore a striking resemblance to a certain historical legend.

The stone coffin was chained by several grand dao chains from different evolutionary civilizations. A person lay inside, their entire body covered in dao patterns, as if in a cocoon.

In fact, this coffin was situated in the interstice between the Yang Realm and the Greater Underworld, in the convergence zone of the two realms.

At this moment, the person in the coffin frowned, for he heard someone holding his token, chanting his name, and continuously calling out to him.

“Big brother, the Reincarnation Hunters are digging up old scores; they might come looking for trouble with you!”

In an instant, the person in the coffin had a thought and knew everything. He felt a pang of irritation, truly wanting to go out and smack that bastard to death!

Suddenly, a roar erupted from the direction of the Greater Underworld as dark mist surged. On that cold, hard land, a contingent of figures slowly advanced, tearing open space with special means, nearing the stone coffin!

Leading them was a woman of unparalleled grace. Her long dress fluttered, her dark hair danced, and her face was exquisitely beautiful. Her lovely eyes were exceptionally clear and spirited, framed by long lashes, with red lips and pearly teeth. Her entire figure was slender and graceful, and her skin was luminous and white like mutton-fat jade.

She was serene, devoid of joy or sorrow, and stepped lightly. Yet, beneath her celestial aura, there was a subtle power. At the very least, everyone around her showed profound respect, treating her as the central figure, like stars orbiting the moon.

“Why have you come here?” the person in the stone coffin asked.

“According to our agreement, we are not here to start a war,” an old man behind the woman spoke. “We came only to tour the mountains and rivers of the Yang Realm, and incidentally, to observe the battle between the Fallen Immortal King Clan and the Pollen Evolvers.”

The person in the coffin paid no attention to the old man and the others. He merely turned sideways, looked at the leading woman, and asked, “What is your name?”

Evidently, the woman the person in the coffin was interested in and questioned was no ordinary being; an ordinary person certainly wouldn’t catch the eye of the one in the stone coffin.

“Yaoyao,” the woman replied.