Chapter 1095: Prehistoric Madman's Brigade

Chu Feng's scalp throbbed. He couldn't believe he had encountered a living mummified corpse. It was rumored that the remains in this place had existed for over a hundred million years, and in legends, such creatures were considered the most terrifying.

He inwardly sighed, realizing that it was truly best to maintain a low profile and not be too arrogant.

Just after he had finished reciting "Imperial ambitions discussed with a smile," he ran into a "big one." It had snow-white fangs dripping with blood as it gnawed on a human leg, and its glowing green eyes were now fixed on him.

What was more, the mummified corpse had seemed somewhat stiff moments ago, but after it turned its head, its eyes gradually became ferocious, the green light intensifying and making it even more terrifying.

This was no illusion; an intensely dangerous aura was permeating the air!

A rumble echoed. Then, a terrifying, cataclysmic mist surged, cracking the void and creating black fissures that spread like a demonic realm.

Chu Feng watched as the black spatial cracks spread, about to engulf him.

"Stop!" he yelled, but it was futile; the mummified corpse made no move to halt.

The black fissures surged forward, destroying everything in their path. The ground cracked open, revealing several ancient, divine-king-level artifacts that had been buried for countless ages, but they instantly crumbled to dust.

"We're finished!" the Nine Nether Spirit shrieked, transforming into a small coffin and hiding behind Chu Feng. It knew precisely how terrifying its elder brother's master had been.

Moreover, this being had once warned that once it began consuming blood and flesh, it would lose control, potentially causing cataclysms.

Chu Feng pulled out the stone jar, hoping to shield himself.

"Huh?!" Before he could even jump into the stone coffin, the Reincarnation Earth on his body began to glow with faint, crystalline specks, and the spatial cracks immediately froze in place.

The mummified corpse looked puzzled, its green eyes staring intently at the spot. Even the black fissures, which had woven close, stopped moving forward.

Chu Feng was less than half a foot away from being engulfed by the terrifying spatial fissures and torn to pieces.

But now, everything halted and fell silent, as if time itself had stopped.

"Soul flesh can be used like this? It truly is extraordinary!" the Nine Nether Spirit exclaimed.

Both the stone coffin and Chu Feng's body glowed with crystalline particles, forming an eerie light barrier that seemed to condense time and space.

However, Chu Feng doubted if the Reincarnation Earth truly blocked the fatal spatial fissures. He suspected that the substance had startled the living corpse, causing it to stop out of curiosity.

Silently, all the black fissures disappeared.

At this moment, the invisible aura radiating from the living corpse grew even more terrifying, ascending directly to the peak of a Divine King before surpassing it.

"No, I can't bear it! Give me more soul flesh!" cried the Nine Nether Spirit from inside the stone coffin.

In fact, Chu Feng himself was pale, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. The invisible aura was a hundred times more terrifying than a divine blade cleaving from the sky, threatening to tear him apart.

He grabbed a large handful of Reincarnation Earth and smeared it on himself, and it actually proved effective!

His armor, crafted from dragon scales and a small amount of melted Reincarnation Earth, became even more effective with an additional layer, instantly reducing the immense pressure.

Chu Feng was not stingy; he grabbed another handful of Reincarnation Earth and smeared it onto the shrunken Heavenly Gold Stone Coffin.

Crucially, while the Reincarnation Earth glowed with crystalline particles, it wasn't being consumed. He estimated it could all be recovered, so it wasn't a waste.

The invisible aura of the living corpse opposite him surged wildly, surpassing that of a Divine King. It was now at least at the Heavenly Venerate level!

Furthermore, it didn't stop; its energy continued to rapidly increase, reaching an unfathomable level of power as its strength surged violently and continuously.

Chu Feng grabbed many more handfuls of Reincarnation Earth and covered himself completely. The invisible aura that had nearly crushed him several times was finally blocked about a foot away from his body.

His entire body was now radiant, glowing with the sacred and peaceful light of the Reincarnation Earth, as if he had donned the most magnificent armor in the world.

"A living corpse..." Chu Feng was certain that even a Divine King would explode under this immense pressure. At the very least, his past self, during the mid-stage of a Divine King, would have instantly disintegrated into blood mist and shattered bones if he had come here.

The area rumbled, and the living corpse's eyes, like terrifying emerald suns, burned with green light, causing the surrounding void to collapse.

Within a ten-foot radius around it, runes shimmered, forming an absolutely invincible domain, or perhaps, a world.

While seemingly only ten feet in radius, its interior displayed terrifying visions: mountains of corpses, seas of blood, collapsing universes, countless falling stars, and various other ominous phenomena appearing simultaneously.

Chu Feng felt a chill run from his head to his toes. What could he do, being targeted by such a creature? It seemed hopeless.

At this moment, red ethereal light flowed across the area. This was a very high-level energy, but when reflected, it resembled a bleeding, dying sun.

The scene was as if a dying sun was sinking, staining the demonic land with blood.

On the barren, lifeless ground, the withered living corpse sat motionless on a large stone, its clothes long since rotted away.

Its sparse hair resembled withered yellow weeds, and its skin was dark and seemingly half-decayed. A large section of its black, sunken cheek was missing, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth that, dripping with blood from the human leg it was eating, made it appear even more hideous.

Such a sight was truly chilling.

Staring at Chu Feng's tender skin, the creature audibly gulped, its eyes becoming even more emerald, and a fiery gleam danced within them.

This sent shivers down Chu Feng's spine. He had considered various ways his life might end, but never being devoured by a living corpse.

"Crunch!" The living corpse then lifted the human leg, put it into its mouth, and bit off a large chunk of flesh and bone. It chewed and swallowed, with bloody bone fragments and fresh blood dripping, making the sight even more gruesome alongside its pale fangs.

Chu Feng felt a pang of fear. If he were to be chewed up and swallowed whole like that, it would be too unfair. He tried to make conversation, hoping to build some rapport.

"Senior, I have chili sauce here! It tastes even better with a little dip, crispy and delicious!"

He felt his own face twitch. Would this backfire? Would the sauces end up smeared on him, essentially trapping himself?

"Crunch!" The living corpse bit off a piece of flesh and shattered bone, swallowing it while intensely staring at Chu Feng. Its gaze grew more fervent, and saliva, mixed with the human blood it had just consumed, actually began to drip.

This was bad! Chu Feng felt an icy chill from head to toe, cold air seeping into his body through his pores.

"Senior, I'm just a humble geological prospector. I was recently searching for mineral deposits and accidentally fell in here, with no intention to offend. Look at my small arms and legs; they wouldn't even be enough for a meal for you."

Chu Feng kept prattling, uttering words that made even the Nine Nether Spirit blush on his behalf. How could he possibly say such things with a straight face?

However, the Nine Nether Spirit soon trembled, partly from fear and partly from anger.

"Senior, if you're hungry, I have a can of meat here." Chu Feng unhesitatingly raised the palm-sized small coffin in his hand and waved it repeatedly in front of him.

He then added, "Everyone says ten-thousand-year-old aged wine is a masterpiece, but few realize that meat aged for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years is the true delicacy, the ultimate enjoyment."

"Gulp!" Grinding teeth and gulping sounds came from the living corpse.

Boom! The stone coffin suddenly expanded and crashed to the ground. The Nine Nether Spirit was both terrified and furious, truly beyond endurance.

"You little bastard, you have no morals!"

"You talk about morals, yet you were the first to hide behind me!"

Now, neither of them was beyond reproach, yet they were arguing amidst this terrifying atmosphere.

"Senior, look! This meat can has gotten bigger; I guarantee you'll have more than enough to eat!" Chu Feng called out.

The Nine Nether Spirit quickly retorted, "Nonsense! This is a coffin! Are you trying to deceive this ancient, highly respected, and awe-inspiring being?!"

Then, it added with a malicious suggestion: "Senior, don't you see this little rogue? His skin is tender, his flesh is smooth, and he melts in your mouth. He's at the perfect age to eat; absolutely the top delicacy in the Yang Realm."

Chu Feng wiped cold sweat. "Senior, Elder Brother," he said, "they say 'may he rest in peace,' and it seems you have no proper resting place. How about this coffin? It's made of Heavenly Gold Stone. Inside, you'll have food, drink, and a place to live!"

"You little rogue, aren't you cruel?!" the Nine Nether Spirit snapped angrily.

"Old Nine, second brother, let's stop undermining each other and quickly think of something. You old fossil, stop holding back! The moment we came in, you screamed when you saw him. Do you recognize him or know something about him? I wasn't screaming; what were you screaming about?!"

"You little rogue, you're remarkably shrewd and observant to notice even that!" the Nine Nether Spirit cursed.

Then, it quickly lost its temper and whispered, "This might be my elder brother's master!"

Chu Feng froze upon hearing this, then was shocked, and finally became angry. "You old fool, quickly acknowledge your kin! Is it fun to scare me for no reason?!"

"What's a 'Jun Tuo'?"

"Your grandfather!"

"It's not that I don't want to acknowledge him," the Nine Nether Spirit said tearfully, "but things are different now. He has disowned all his relatives and doesn't recognize me at all."

Then, it spoke freely, explaining that its elder brother's master had once been benevolent and kind-faced, exuding a peaceful aura, and was strictly vegetarian, completely unlike his current demeanor.

Chu Feng was speechless. He couldn't fathom how such a living corpse could ever be benevolent; he could only marvel at the Nine Nether Spirit's truly peculiar taste!

"Furthermore, Master himself stated that if he ever consumed meat, it would mean the annihilation of his true self, and upon seeing him again, we should treat him as an enemy and immediately attack."

"Then we should quickly try, treating a lost cause as if there's still hope!" Chu Feng yelled.

"It's 'treating a dead horse as if it's alive'," the Nine Nether Spirit quietly corrected.

Chu Feng glared at it. "You brainless idiot, you still have time to nitpick?" he snapped. "Who wants it to live? That's my interpretation, understood? Now hurry up!"

"Master, do you still remember me? I'm Gu Chenhai! You used to call me Little Gu. Do you still remember that, venerable one?!"

"Is your name really Gu Chenhai?!" Chu Feng stared in a daze.

The Nine Nether Spirit ignored him and continued to shout, "My elder brother is Li, but over time, his name became distorted. Many call him Li Da, and numerous evolvers call him Li Dandan. Of course, those who despise him call him Li Blackhand, Li Blackhand. Yes, he likes to play dirty tricks on people for no reason. He is your only disciple!"

The living corpse tilted its head, set down the bloody human leg, and looked at the stone coffin with emerald-green eyes. Finally, it spoke hollowly, "Do you know who I am?"

The language it spoke was extremely ancient, normally impossible to understand; its era of origin was unknown.

However, its spirit was fluctuating, transmitting special information that made its words comprehensible.

"Yes, Master, you used to have a strange name: 'Number Four'."

A large piece of flesh was missing from one side of the living corpse's face, revealing half a mouth of white teeth streaked with blood. It spoke dully, "Number Four left this place a long time ago. I am Number Nine."

"What?!" The Nine Nether Spirit trembled, its coffin leaping back and recoiling!

Chu Feng's scalp went icy cold in an instant, and he felt an inexplicable shock. This... sounded very much like a special numbering system. What was the true origin of the foremost famous mountain in the Yang Realm?