Chapter 1110: Chu the Black Hand

The three individuals instantly fled!

Eventually, Chu Feng led the two of them on a long journey of escape. After leaving Qingzhou, they traversed several states until they found a secret location. He had them shrink in size and buried them deep underground using Reincarnation Soil. This demonstrated extreme caution, designed to prevent powerful figures like Heavenly Venerates from tracing them later.

Finally, he returned alone to the Mingzhou Immortal Cave, preparing to strike against Longyu.

At this time, Longyu, a top 100 expert on the Divine List, had fallen into a state of mental turmoil. He grew more agitated each day, often letting out roars.

Chu Feng began to secretly lay out a domain field, preparing a mighty domain bow.

In the past, when the Saint Master fought outside Earth, he famously used distant stars as a bow and arrows to defeat his opponents. Chu Feng was now setting up a similar domain.

However, the suppression in the Yang Realm was exceedingly powerful. It was difficult not only to harness stars but even to mobilize mountains. In certain unique large states, even deities were unable to leave the ground or fly.

One can imagine the terrifying nature of this environment, and the immense suppression that resulted from the complete set of laws.

Similarly, Chu Feng could not harness the power of the grand universe. Given that a deity like Longyu did not possess such immense power himself, Chu Feng felt confident in his plan to target him.

“Roar!”

Longyu roared, still screaming even in his deep slumber. He awoke in a cold sweat, eyes bloodshot, tormented by inner demons and consumed by shadows. He was so agitated he was on the verge of madness.

He then fell asleep once more. Chu Feng secretly observed him, and when he saw Longyu's face contort again, his eyelids twitching incessantly, he knew the time was right and decisively launched his attack.

He used Reincarnation Soil to cover several specific locations within the underground palace that already contained domain fields, thereby nullifying the existing fields in those areas.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng's own meticulously arranged domain activated. Golden symbols spread, weaving into the shape of a bow and arrows, condensing energy before firing!

The distinct sound of a bowstring being released resonated, identical to the firing of a real arrow.

Twang! Twang! Twang!

Across this area, bowstrings vibrated in unison, and divine arrows shot through the air!

Longyu screamed, startled awake from his slumber, his face contorted. He opened his blood-red eyes, and upon seeing the golden divine arrows flying toward him and the subtle trembling of the bowstrings, his entire being shuddered as if he were going mad.

“Da Yi's Divine Archery? Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!”

He screamed in a mixture of rage and terror, completely succumbing to madness. He tried to dodge, but his condition was so dire that he was subtly trembling.

An arrow pierced through his heart!

He let out a pained cry as a large amount of blood welled up from his chest.

“The Da Yi Palace… how dare you attack my sect's Immortal Cave!?” Longyu cried out.

He had lost all composure. Already disoriented from being abruptly awakened from deep slumber, he was now under attack and had completely succumbed to a state of mental derangement.

Chu Feng saw this and knew that his plan was half-successful; the man had gone into a cultivation deviation, his condition now at its absolute worst!

Twang! Twang! Twang!

The bowstrings subtly trembled, and golden divine arrows fired in unison!

Chu Feng knew that under normal circumstances, these arrows would not be fatal to his opponent, who could either dodge them or withstand them. But with Longyu in a state of madness, this was his chance.

Of course, even if the arrows didn't kill him, forcing him into a state of cultivation deviation would still be considered a success!

The objective was now complete: Longyu was utterly frantic, his eyes blood-red and filled with terror. Already plagued by insurmountable inner shadows, he now mistakenly believed that the divine archers of the Da Yi Palace had come to kill him.

“Roar, ah!”

This was a hunt. Longyu's blood splattered as he desperately tried to break through, not even confronting his attackers directly, but merely attempting to escape. He was struck by many arrows.

The most severe injury occurred when his blood-red left eye was pierced and impaled by an arrow.

“Cultivation deviation, completely mad. It seems another core disciple of the Taiwu lineage has been crippled!” Chu Feng muttered to himself.

Over the years, Chu Feng had meticulously studied domain fields, reaching the level of a Divine Master with exceptionally high proficiency. However, his own evolutionary stage was too low; he lacked the sufficiently powerful spiritual energy to unleash many of his ultimate techniques. Even knowing how to arrange them, he could not inscribe the corresponding divine-level runes.

He could only currently employ generic and crude divine runes, which he inscribed onto magnetic stones, as these did not require powerful spiritual energy support.

However, it was impossible to trap Longyu using such methods, especially considering he was a top 100 expert on the Divine List.

Longyu was completely mad, having lost all sanity. He charged about wildly, fleeing like a headless fly, crashing into everything in his path.

This erratic behavior caused him to be struck multiple times by the crudely inscribed divine arrows. On one occasion, an arrow pierced through his brain, and on two separate occasions, his eyes were also pierced.

Longyu was almost shot dead!

Bloody and battered, he was nearly torn to pieces by the powerful arrows.

But he was a god, after all; his wounds automatically healed as soon as they appeared. He forcefully broke through, fighting his way in one direction.

Chu Feng did not stop him, genuinely fearing that this frantic, god-like figure might accidentally injure him. There was no need to engage in a desperate struggle or take further risks; his objective had already been achieved.

Longyu was mad, his mind in disarray. Through his injured eyes, he perceived the divine archers of the Da Yi Palace, the legendary greatest archer without equal in the world. He saw countless golden lights flying towards him, piercing his flesh, and found himself utterly unable to dodge; he could only flee without end.

This was an inner demon, a state of delusion; he had long since lost his sanity.

A normal person, upon being startled awake, might experience mental abnormalities or even temporary insanity. This was even more true for an evolutionist like Longyu, who had recently been trapped in shadows and tormented, already on the brink of cultivation deviation; now, it had completely erupted.

“Kill them…” He fought his way out of his underground palace, following his primal escape instinct along a path he remembered, and fled.

“Ah, Divine Son Longyu, what has happened to you?!” Other attendants were present in the Immortal Cave, though normally they were forbidden from approaching the underground palace or the secluded cultivation areas of the sect's successors. Now, seeing Longyu emerge in such a state, they were utterly stunned.

Those outside were practically petrified. This was the Taiwu lineage's Immortal Cave, a pivotal stronghold of the sect. Who could possibly attack it, and who would even dare to?!

Such a situation was simply impossible!

Yet now, why was Longyu mad? And covered in blood?

“Heavens, what on earth happened?” an old attendant cried out in shock. He saw blood streaming from Longyu's eyes, a rune-infused energy arrow lodged in his glabella, and numerous bloody wounds across his body, all caused by the explosive impact of the energy arrows.

“This is impossible! Protect Divine Son Longyu!” the old attendant shouted.

He then roared even louder, “Sound the alarm bells and report this to our sect's main headquarters!”

“Everyone, prepare to fight the enemy with me! We'll fight to the death!” the old attendant roared.

It must be said that these elderly attendants were not only incredibly powerful but also remarkably calm and composed. They protected Longyu, dispatched the message, and intended to report to the Taiwu sect's main headquarters at the earliest opportunity.

Simultaneously, they all brought forth their secret treasures, determined to charge into the underground palace, regardless of their lives, to confront the enemy and fight to the bitter end.

However, the enemy they sought to stop was entirely different from what they had imagined. There was no large army, nor any being above the Divine King level; it was simply a minor cultivator.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng had burrowed underground, frantically looting the Heavenly Marrow. This was to sever the Immortal Cave's very roots, as he intended to pack up every single drop, leaving nothing behind.

For many years, the Taiwu lineage had used this location to cultivate its talents, exercising great discretion. They only opened the underground palace once every many years to nourish the bodies and souls of their core disciples, never fully depleting its resources, always allowing it time to regenerate.

But now, Chu Feng paid no heed to such considerations; he was preparing to completely clear out the entire nest, taking everything with him!

Within a corner of the Taiwu lineage's main headquarters, among many large bells, one golden bell began to hum and then resound. It was a signal being transmitted from a branch division.

“What is it? What happened?”

In a magnificent ancient hall, Divine Kings sat cross-legged, one after another, eyes closed in meditation. Now, some of them opened their eyes.

This was the Dao Comprehension Hall, where Taiwu would preach every time he emerged from seclusion!

Even on this ordinary day, the hall contained one majestic and solemn Divine King after another, awe-inspiring across time and space.

Moreover, in the center of the hall, a Half-Step Heavenly Venerate presided today—a terrifying expert Taiwu had personally invited and recruited from outside.

“Reporting to the Heavenly Venerate, reporting to all Divine Kings, an urgent message has arrived from Minghu Immortal Cave!”

Someone flew in, entered the Dao Comprehension Hall, and knelt on the ground, his face drenched in sweat.

“Oh, news from Minghu Immortal Cave. What happened there? I recall two young ones were supposed to graduate and head to the battlefield. Hmm, last time, Longyu was injured and a bit dejected. Has he emerged from the shadow of his setback this time? Truly, it's nothing significant.”

A voice echoed through the hall, devoid of emotional fluctuation, yet not particularly solemn.

“Longyu from Minghu Immortal Cave is in trouble!” The kneeling figure below broke out in a cold sweat, quickly producing a crystal. It was a memory crystal transmitted from Minghu Immortal Cave via a teleportation array, containing urgent messages from several elderly attendants.

“Is that so? Longyu is experiencing difficulties? Has he still not emerged from the shadows? What's the big deal?”