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Chapter 1574: Deep Evil Lies in the Depths of Reincarnation

A dark and cold prison, eternally silent, without sound or life. A disheveled person was locked in a cell, waiting for death in solitude.

All the heavens had withered, the great realms had decayed and crumbled, and all vitality gradually vanished, heading towards their end.

The person in the cell was also weakening, slowly withering away, their sharp eyes dimming. Past glories were severed and forgotten in the river of history. The entire being was filled with a sense of decay, destined to perish.

Chu Feng felt an ineffable desolation. Why was this happening?

That person was too much like him, yet he hadn't experienced any of this. How could he feel such resonance, such a sensation?

Was it out of fear? Had he already foreseen his own grim end, that such a day would come, allowing him to feel this shared sense of melancholy?

Chu Feng completely broke free from the Reincarnation Path, standing in this silent, dark, and shattered void. His instincts gave him a very unsettling experience—a complex mix of trembling, confusion, and terror.

In a daze, he seemed to truly become the prisoner, in the lowest depths of hell. At first, he could observe the rise of events and the changing eras, but eventually, he grew numb, decaying alongside the heavens and earth, slowly perishing in despair with no hope in sight.

He truly felt a sense of fear, not of death itself, but of the day when everyone around him would be gone, all dead, leaving only himself. Enduring agony in such darkness and oppression, living alone, tasting the bitterness of being the sole survivor for eternity—it was utterly terrifying.

That experience, that scene, meant that not only had no living beings survived, but even the great realms were gone, leaving only himself amidst the ruins.

He shook his head vigorously, wanting to shake off this experience, unwilling to watch any further.

In an instant, he returned to reality, and the surrounding scenery changed with him.

Where was the colossal Kunpeng? It was blurring, fading, beginning to disintegrate until it vanished!

In the void, only specks of fine dust drifted down. Had its petrified, tattered body collapsed?

He realized that what he had seen earlier was merely a "scene" from billions of years ago. This was the truth; there was no Kunpeng left. It had disintegrated several epochs ago, leaving only withered feathers and broken bones, turned into fragments, decaying and drifting through the cosmos.

This was terrifying. An existence surpassing an Immortal King, whose corpse should have been imperishable and immortal, yet now it was also gone!

Chu Feng extended his hand, catching some of the drifting fragments in the shattered heavens and earth. Those were... the skeletal remains of the Kunpeng!

Further away, the massive stone millstone, before his eyes, also gradually blurred and then shattered into pieces. As for the strange creature suffering torture within it, it too weakened, fell silent, and rapidly disintegrated.

Clearly, the stone millstone scene was also a "scene" from the past, now restored to reality.

In the distance, the Immortal King's bones in the extinguished bonfire turned into nothingness, like smoke and ash, completely erased by the passage of history and unfathomable power.

Chu Feng stood bewildered in this tattered grand cosmos. All he saw were stellar remnants like dust and shattered bones of various supreme beings.

The glorious great realms of the past had become history.

Was this a preview of the future of all heavens?

If the past was like this, would the future repeat itself, cycling into this same scene?

He found it hard to accept that in the near future, the Yang Realm would collapse, and all heavens would disintegrate. All the familiar people around him would die, becoming mere echoes in history. How tragic that would be.

"Was it you who showed me all that happened in the past?" Chu Feng looked down at the stone jar.

This ancient object emitted a faint glow, looking somewhat different. He was certain that his ability to break through the Reincarnation Path's confinement and arrive here, and witness those scenes, was all due to the jar.

"You, who have traversed countless epochs, emerging from ancient history and witnessing so much, what kind of enlightenment do you wish to bestow upon me, and what do you want me to do?"

Chu Feng's voice was low, his emotions downcast.

He suddenly felt a mix of fear and bewilderment. If his world were gradually covered by darkness, turning into frozen wasteland, his parents and loved ones forever gone, all his friends dead, even the heavens, the outer realms, and the very firmament withered and extinguished, leaving only himself—how desolate that would be. A profound dread spread through his heart.

Many figures appeared in his mind: his parents, Zhou Xi, the little yellow ox, the big black ox, Yaoyao... Old Gu, and many others, too many people flickered indistinctly.

Even many old acquaintances whose memories had faded, such as the Wudang Grandmaster and the great demon of Kunlun Mountain, surprisingly became clear, appearing one by one in his mind.

Some of these people had already died, while others had stepped into a reincarnation cycle of unknown veracity.

"Death is not terrifying, but to be alone in despair, reminiscing about what one once possessed—that sense of desolation is unbearable!"

Chu Feng retreated, then retreated further, and then plunged headlong into the Reincarnation Path. In that void, in that shattered great world, he didn't want to stay for another moment. There was always a terrifying sense of reality, experiencing the past and resonating with the future.

He was afraid and didn't want such things to happen.

"Jar, are you revealing my future?"

"Or perhaps, someone like me in the past carried you and experienced those events, and now, you are letting me feel his countless regrets?"

Back in the Reincarnation Path, Chu Feng's gaze was like a torch, beams of light radiating, seemingly burning fiercely. His entire demeanor became sharp, like an immortal sword drawn from its sheath.

He felt an increasing sense of urgency and an intense unease in his heart. What exactly should he do to prevent those tragic events from happening?

The vast Reincarnation Path was intermittent, composed of floating, fragmented continents.

Chu Feng sped along, finally making new discoveries.

Creatures began to appear on the path, or rather, ghastly corpses, dried skeletons.

They looked weathered, gaunt, skin and bones, close to death. Only a faint spark of soul-light remained unextinguished deep within their skulls.

In the past, he had seen such corpse-soldiers on the Reincarnation Path.

Back then, after entering the City of Light and Death from Earth's purgatory entrance and embarking on that Reincarnation Path, he had discovered much.

However, on this path before him, there weren't as many reincarnated beings. He didn't see the various soul-lights and spiritual bodies. Naturally, there would be no incidents of him carving words on others' soul-lights.

On the path ahead, Chu Feng discovered a crisis. Many sections of the road were broken. He paused several times. An ordinary person would have been unable to proceed.

He tried various methods. Taking out the soul-flesh from the stone jar, which was the reincarnation soil, he evenly smeared it on his body. Surprisingly, it worked, allowing him to cross the broken paths.

Finally, he gradually approached the vital area!

It was a complex of palaces, severely damaged, almost ruins. Only a few structures remained relatively intact. Faintly, various withered creatures could be seen roaming and lingering, as if guarding the place.

Chu Feng wasn't worried. The Reincarnation Path truly seemed to lack "management" and "upkeep." Almost all the creatures he saw were muddled; none seemed conscious.

Or perhaps, because too much time had passed, these once powerful and astute reincarnation soldier-slaves had become like this due to the erosion of time, lifeless and devoid of their spiritual light.

Of course, it was also possible they were originally like this: monsters mass-produced by someone to guard this place.

However, the existence that created them back then might have gradually become numb themselves, no longer caring much.

Mainly because, how many people had been able to reach this place throughout eternity?

Without the soul-flesh, it would be extremely difficult to traverse the Reincarnation Path smoothly. Some broken paths were impassable, with no visible other side.

In fact, when Chu Feng walked the Reincarnation Path of the Lesser Netherworld in the past, he also relied on the stone jar, and later even held special talismans.

Now, the stone jar was still in his hand, but he no longer had the talismans; instead, he had the soul-flesh and could still traverse such a path.

Anyone else would find it hard to succeed.

A dark place, deep within reincarnation, too many secrets were hidden here.

Clearly, these ruins were an important location, but certainly not the ultimate destination of reincarnation.

This should merely be where Constant-level monsters like Luo Qiudao and Qi Yuntian resided.

Because Chu Feng had been observing their movements, tracing their path backward from where they appeared.

He was very cautious, hiding in the stone jar, lurking amidst the rubble and crumbling walls.

Among the ruined palaces were one deep pit after another, like black holes, dividing these ruins into several forbidden zones.

Chu Feng heard wailing cries, and it wasn't from just one or two creatures. Listening closely, it sounded like billions of beings moaning and weeping, all emanating from those deep pits.

A realization dawned on him: these black holes, these deep pits, seemed to connect to one great realm after another. Were they collecting corpses and souls?

"Perhaps, this is intercepting the corporeal and spiritual remains from the Reincarnation Paths of various worlds, and the tomb keepers are conducting experiments, doing something nefarious?"

Chu Feng had some conjectures in his mind.

Even he, when approaching the black holes and deep pits here, was almost swallowed. Without the stone jar, this path would be impassable, and he would surely encounter disaster.

He sighed softly. No wonder the tomb keepers behind the Reincarnation Path and other more terrifying dark forces didn't pay much attention to defense, unafraid of powerful beings finding this place.

The seemingly silent ruins were in fact a forbidden zone!

Chu Feng successfully traversed the forbidden zone, crossing the pitch-black deep pits, arriving before a magnificent and very intact palace.

There were no guardians. The reincarnation soldier-slaves could no longer approach this place.

Chu Feng entered quietly, carefully exploring and sensing.

As he had guessed, this place was desolate, almost abandoned.

Everything was due to the immense passage of time, spanning many epochs. Even if it was once a vital area, over a long period, it had gradually become silent and lifeless.

Some terrifying monsters had either departed, or vanished into history, or returned to the ultimate destination of this Reincarnation Path to slumber.

Deep inside the palace, it was vast and complex, not just a building as it appeared from the outside. Its interior was immense, like a small world.

Moments later, Chu Feng was shocked.

What did he see here?

Huge gears, rotating stone tools, and terrifying pipes, all connected, were actually... creating human tragedies!

It was too horrifying. He saw countless corpses continuously transported from a certain pipe, then fed into the gears and stone tools where they were ground into pulp and blood plasma. Then, after repeated refining and multiple extractions, a certain substance was distilled from them!

In a short while, he witnessed millions of corpses being disintegrated and refined.

All of this was completed in a very short time. What did this imply?

Countless ages, vast stretches of time, from ancient times until now, this place had been repeating this process. The gears and stone tools operated autonomously. How many corpses had been processed?

Chu Feng was aghast. Those pipes most likely connected to the deep pits outside, leading to other great realms.

This was stealing the corpses of beings from various worlds, conducting experiments here to extract certain substances.

Had this process never stopped from ancient times until now?

"Millions, even tens of millions of corpses are needed to refine a single drop of a special liquid. It's horrifying."

Chu Feng observed for a long time. After discovering the truth, even his own soul-light trembled. There was great evil, a great sin, deep within this Reincarnation Path!

"Are the Constant-level monsters slumbering in the royal halls here connected to these experiments and refining processes?"

Clearly, this kind of activity and these perpetually rotating gears and stone tools weren't confined to just this one palace. They might also be occurring in other intact ancient halls, involving various heinous acts!

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