Chapter 1069: Soul and Flesh

“Is this Soul Meat?” Chu Feng felt a pang of regret so intense he wanted to shout. “If I had known, I would have dug until I couldn't dig anymore!”

But back then, it seemed there was nowhere to store it, even if he had dug more.

“How is this possible? Kid, who exactly are you? Why do you have Soul Meat? Someone at your level shouldn't even be able to get near it. Even my elder brother, back in the day, never managed to acquire any!”

Not far away, the Nine Nether Being in the stone coffin, which had just been struck by a brilliant beam of light, roared. It was trembling, utterly unable to believe its eyes.

What kind of person was its sworn brother? He once commanded a tenth of the Yang Realm's territory – an extraordinary feat that shook both ancient and modern times! From the prehistoric era to the present, very few individuals have ever achieved something comparable.

Even such a formidable figure lamented never possessing Soul Meat. Yet, how could this mischievous brat before him now hold it? And what’s more, he had shamelessly squandered it.

The dark mist evaporated, revealing a dazzlingly bright entrance to the Netherworld. This defied all common sense: how could a Nine Netherland, a place of death, emit such sacred light and energy? No historical text had ever recorded such an occurrence!

Deep within that shadowy realm, above the bleeding soil, a peculiar golden fissure seemed to be opening in the void. All the sacred light was emanating from within it.

The tiny, glistening, radiant particles on the stone coffin swirled up and flew towards the golden fissure in the Netherworld.

The golden fissure was absorbing the Soul Meat!

“Too little. Cannot open,” a cold, mechanical voice echoed from the Netherworld.

“I have some!”

Clutching the stone jar, Chu Feng rushed forward, using the Nine Nether Being’s stone coffin as a shield while maintaining a safe distance.

In fact, as soon as he got close, his body began to glow, radiating a dazzling, sacred light that purified the entire underground realm of death.

With a sizzling sound, the stone coffin emitted a large cloud of blood mist. The Nine Nether Being shrieked and fled instantly.

In fact, Chu Feng had already taken off a moment earlier. The dragon scale armor on his body, fused with Reincarnation Soil, nearly disintegrated, with some parts turning into shimmering particles that flew towards the golden void fissure in the land of death.

Only after retreating to a safe distance did he regain his footing and shout, “Hold on, more Soul Meat is coming!”

The “Soul Meat” turned out to be the special soil Chu Feng had dug up from the ultimate reincarnation ground. He had only managed to snatch a piece of the Thirty-Three Heavens Grass’s root at the time, missing out on numerous other extraordinary substances. Frustrated, he had furiously dug three feet deep in that ultimate realm, but ultimately failed to obtain the creation materials he sought. He had simply filled a bag with dirt before setting off for rebirth.

Who could have imagined that this peculiar substance could restrain the Nine Nether Being, seal the stone coffin, and eventually be refined by him, merging with his dragon scale armor to form a protective treasure?

And now, its true origin was finally revealed: it was the legendary... Soul Meat?!

Although he still didn’t know its exact purpose or true origins, Chu Feng understood that this substance likely had a terrifyingly powerful background and possessed immeasurable, world-altering value.

Even the Nine Nether Being’s awe-inspiring elder brother had lamented not possessing it. How could such a thing be ordinary?

Chu Feng grabbed a handful of the special soil, honestly seeing nothing unusual about it.

Although he had once boasted to the Nine Nether Being that he would shatter the Reincarnation Cave, gather six types of ultimate soils, fashion them into a grinding mill, and place it on the path of reincarnation to erase past memories, ensuring smooth rebirth for all beings.

He had even claimed that the soil in his hand was a fragment ground into powder from that very millstone.

But even he didn’t believe his own words; it was pure bluff.

Now, however, he couldn't shake the feeling that this substance might not be much less significant than his extravagant claims suggested. Its origins were truly astonishing, transcending all ages.

With a swift motion, he scattered the handful of soil he held, sending it all flying into the land of death.

In mid-air, the soil particles glowed like tiny, dazzlingly bright relics, each one plump, translucent, and sacred.

Then, the golden fissure in the air above the Netherworld quickly widened, swallowing the so-called Soul Meat. It continued to expand, eventually forming a complete portal that revealed the scene within.

For a moment, Chu Feng was stunned, not daring to make any rash moves.

Not far away, a gulp echoed from the stone coffin. In prehistoric times, the Menggu Dao had been incredibly glorious; who wouldn’t have shown it respect? It had truly awed the Yang Realm.

Was the true lineage of this sect now finally revealing itself?

It was a serene space, with golden light flowing around the portal, utterly sacred. These were fragments of the Great Dao, pouring out like shimmering streams from that small world.

Inside the small world, the first thing that met the eye was a stone table with an ancient scripture scroll resting on it.

There was no doubt; it had to be the supreme scripture of the prehistoric Menggu Dao!

“Gu Chenzhou, Ji Dade, go get that scripture!” the Nine Nether Being urged Chu Feng after swallowing hard.

Chu Feng replied, “Second Brother, am I the type to monopolize good fortune? Let us share this prosperity; you go and get it!”

The Nine Nether Being replied with extreme humility, “How could I possibly take the credit? This scripture is yours, Elder Brother. I would never do something so unprincipled. You can just teach me a few passages from it later!”

Chu Feng cursed inwardly. This “grandson” was too cunning; he actually resisted the temptation and wouldn't take the risk, clearly terrified of death. If Chu Feng truly obtained the scripture, he vowed not to show it a single word!

Now, he finally understood why the major evolution sects had failed to acquire the supreme breathing technique of the Menggu Dao, once renowned as one of history's top ten, labeled as ‘ultimate.’

The main reason was that no one had discovered the hidden world within the Netherworld.

The immense value of the scripture was evident simply from the sound of that creature in the stone coffin gulping.

This was a breathing technique that commanded respect across all ages. Most importantly, judging by the scripture on the stone table, it appeared to be remarkably complete. Obtaining it could directly smooth one's path forward.

Forget Heavenly Venerate-level evolutionaries; even powerful beings, if they knew about this place, would immediately rush here, fighting tooth and nail, disregarding any cost to seize it.

This was a glorious ancient method, proven effective and lost for a vast period. Should it reappear, it would undoubtedly spark a bloody, devastating war.

“What a pity! The perpetrators back then dug thirty thousand feet deep, yet they never managed to take this scripture. All these years have passed, and it’s still here!”

After the Nine Nether Being spoke, a silence fell.

Both the Nine Nether Being and Chu Feng were certain that countless individuals had visited this place throughout history, and undoubtedly all of them had discovered this Netherworld realm of death.

However, not a single person had ever managed to discern this small world hidden in the void. Without the special soil from the ultimate reincarnation ground, it was simply impossible to open.

“Let me see,” the Nine Nether Being mumbled, as the stone coffin began to emit a large cloud of blood mist that spread throughout the land of death.

As it probed, it quickly confirmed that Heavenly Venerates had indeed once entered the Netherworld, and powerful beings had also acted here, searching for artifacts beneath the bleeding, dead earth.

Even individuals of that caliber had nearly perished here; no one could linger long in such a deadly place.

“What a pity! The patriarchs of various aristocratic families, even the founding ancestors of entire sects, have been here. There are fragmented soul-guarding talismans from the Sakya clan, and incense and candles from the Heng clan…”

The Nine Nether Being’s probe revealed various remnants. Countless eras had passed, and an unknown number of peak evolutionaries had come here to search, one after another, yet all had failed.

Everyone who had ever visited this place had merely been a transient visitor, all returning empty-handed.

Suddenly, a pleasant, pure laugh rang out, so melodious it made one forget all worries.

What was happening? Chu Feng was startled. There was someone else inside this golden void fissure?

A young woman appeared there, graceful and noble, dressed in a vibrant, colorful gown. With her bright eyes sparkling and her slender figure swaying, she was truly peerlessly elegant. Her charm and aura were like the rebirth of a Celestial Maiden from the Nine Heavens.

Chu Feng was petrified, his eyes aching slightly, his entire body rigid where he stood.