Chapter 1114: Prehistoric Mastermind Li Da Returns

From beginning to end, Chu Feng had never expressed any responsibility!

His true self, currently online, was dumbfounded upon seeing the news. He really wanted to declare, "I'm right here, damn it, and I never said I'd take responsibility for this incident! Which bastard is impersonating me?"

This was a bit unfair; how could he possibly make such a statement or take on this kind of "dirty work"?

"Who is it? Which utterly despicable person is framing me and wronging me like this?" he fumed indignantly.

The donkey spirit curled its lip and said, "Oh, come on, you're the one who did it. What's unfair about it? That's the truth!"

Gu Chenhai nodded in agreement, seconding the motion.

Chu Feng was speechless. While it was true that he had indeed dug up Taiwu's ancestral grave and killed his core disciples, so technically it wasn't a complete fabrication, his true self had certainly never come forward to make a statement.

He was currently evolving in secret, quietly awaiting his rise. Who would be foolish enough to reveal they had already arrived in the Yang Realm?

Finally, Chu Feng seethed, "Regardless of whether I did it or not, there's definitely a bastard out there who's making me feel incredibly wronged. I'd like to have a good talk with them. Don't let me find out who they are, or the most talented geologist of this era will certainly make them understand why flowers are so red and why their family's ancestral grave has so many grave robber holes!"

After his fit of pique, he pondered carefully and realized that this matter must have been orchestrated by Taiwu's adversaries, using Chu Feng's name to cause trouble for his lineage.

In recent years, many people across the Yang Realm had come to know the name Chu Feng because the "Chu family" was incredibly fierce, producing numerous talents. Phrases like "my uncle is Chu Feng" or "my brother is Chu Feng" constantly emerged, creating a continuous stir. It was rumored to be the work of someone from the Underworld.

Not only Chu Feng, but everyone else was also speechless, feeling that someone was intentionally causing trouble for Taiwu.

Of course, several other young prodigies were also causing a considerable stir, being far too restless. They believed that since they were rivals, they might as well make a big fuss, implying that Ming Yu and Zhuo Hong were incredibly weak.

"What Taiwu's true legacy? Mastering the profound mysteries of the Millstone Fist? He's too useless, I could kill him with a single finger!"

"Alas, Taiwu's lineage is truly degenerate, quite disappointing. This humble one strolled by Ming Lake at night, beheaded the so-called heavenly prodigies, and then calmly departed. This lineage is simply too vulnerable."

After such remarks were made, the direct consequence was... they got a beating!

Regardless of whether outsiders believed it or not, the commotion had been made. Their respective family ancestors were alarmed and immediately grabbed them by their collars for a thorough beating.

"You brat, why wade into these murky waters? To enter the Immortal Cave, at minimum, you need someone beyond the Divine King realm to lead the team. You're bragging so brazenly—do you intend to tell everyone outside that I, this old man, personally took action? Besides, you clueless child, Taiwu's ancestral grave has been dug up, and he's seeing red, frantically searching for the culprit. Why are you needlessly sticking your neck out!?"

"Ah, it hurts so much! Ancestor, please calm your anger! I'll immediately announce to the public that we are not responsible for this incident and it has nothing to do with us!"

In summary, the unruly young prodigies were severely beaten by their ancestors, crying out for their parents, and finally tearfully came forward to clarify that they truly weren't responsible.

Outside, amidst all the turmoil and uproar, chaos reigned.

Some powerful individuals had already learned the truth about You Mountain: Taiwu's ancestral grave had been dug up, which was truly astonishing. What was even more astounding was learning that the grand tomb of Taiwu's companion, whom he desperately wished to resurrect and cultivate into a Nine-Heaven Yin Corpse, actually had a crude grave robber's hole. This left the cultivators utterly dumbfounded; it was truly an eyesore.

At this point, some finally understood why Taiwu was so enraged, wanting to overturn mountains and find the perpetrator. This wasn't merely about a few core disciples dying; it concerned the fate of his clan and his own reputation.

This was simply a monumental slap in the face, struck so hard that even a Celestial Venerable's ancestral grave was left riddled with holes. Such actions were truly arrogant and domineering.

"This master who took action is truly ruthless!"

"More than just ruthless, this individual is incredibly powerful, even to the point of being utterly overbearing and maniacal."

Some people even felt a bit of sympathy for Taiwu, wondering what kind of opponent he had provoked to be so utterly humiliated and repeatedly slapped in the face—it was more than enough.

At this time, Taiwu was in the Banana Cave, consulting his master and jointly studying the speck of dust.

Initially, he believed it was a type of soil capable of cultivating some kind of "semi-ultimate" fruit, but his master's explanation disproved this.

It was cosmic soil, capable of nurturing mother plants that produce the pollen needed for evolution to the Great Cosmos level.

This soil was extremely rare, and even if one possessed a sufficient quantity to cultivate an ultimate mother plant and produce such groundbreaking pollen, it wasn't guaranteed to nurture a Great Cosmos-level being. This path had always been one of "nine deaths, one life."

And that "one life" often required one to transform into a terrifying, often indescribable monster, with Great Cosmos-level beings always being unique.

"It's either the soul flesh that Li Hei Shou was searching for, or the soil required for one of those few incredibly rare, invincible fruits that haven't appeared for ages!"

These were the words of the white-haired woman. She narrowed down the possibilities: it was either soul flesh or a type of soil corresponding to a long-lost invincible fruit from the Immortal Burial Era before the fault line in evolutionary civilization.

Ultimately, Taiwu successfully persuaded his master to emerge from seclusion, and they secretly arrived at Ming Lake.

First, he himself acted, using the Through-Nether Mirror bestowed by the white-haired woman to illuminate the ruined Immortal Cave's underground palace, intending to trace "past events."

However, to his surprise, the mirror only revealed a swirling white mist, hazy and indistinct, with no one visible.

This made him gasp in shock, forcing him to ask the white-haired woman to personally intervene.

"Hmm?!"

The stunning woman with captivating grace frowned deeply. She also made a move, but still yielded no results. The Through-Nether Mirror, famed for revealing all past events and a prized possession of the Martial Maniac, had actually failed.

"This is the result of the Heavenly Secrets being interfered with; someone did this intentionally!"

They went to You Mountain, but the result was the same. Afterward, they returned to Ming Lake.

"This... could it be that the soul flesh obscured everything, leading to this outcome?" the white-haired woman murmured to herself.

She grew increasingly suspicious that Li Hei Shou, also known as Li the Bold, had seen his direct lineage reappear.

"Throughout his life, he played countless dirty tricks on people. It's said he was frantically searching for a certain type of soil. Could it be that finding this soil made it easier for him to play dirty, by concealing presences and obscuring heavenly phenomena?"

Such convoluted words made the white-haired woman herself frown. If it involved that lineage, it would be truly terrifying.

"Let's try using a drop of true blood bestowed by my master!"

She was decisive, not hesitating to expend a drop of true blood given by the Martial Maniac long ago. This blood was the essence of the Martial Maniac's blood, sealed within a vial crafted from special heavenly treasures.

There were only a few drops, yet through the transparent vessel, they seemed capable of piercing through the void and shattering eternity!

The white-haired woman poured out just a single drop, which landed on the Through-Nether Mirror, soaking into it and causing it to glow brilliantly, seemingly illuminating the entire ancient world in an instant.

In that single instant, let alone other beings, even Taiwu trembled. Facing that drop of blood, he felt a profound reverence from the depths of his soul, an urge to prostrate himself in worship!

That single drop of incomparably dominant true blood transmitted an aura of supreme majesty through time and space, asserting absolute supremacy. It was as if a figure had appeared, standing proudly at the end of ancient time, suppressing the ages and cutting off antiquity!

Taiwu knew that must be his grandmaster, whom he had never met—the Martial Maniac with his invincible, dominant bloodline.

At this moment, even the white-haired woman trembled. Fortunately, the lethal properties of that drop of blood had been refined away and did not remain, or a great calamity would have ensued.

As it nourished the Through-Nether Mirror, the drop of blood immediately vanished, transforming into a halo of light, with countless rays shooting forth and auspicious mist surging.

"Hmm, I see him, it's a... young man?!" The white-haired woman, whose face was like jade, with vibrant and moist red lips, showed no signs of age despite having lived for a very long time. At this moment, she was considerably shocked.

Alas, the young man's figure was too blurry, dim and indistinct, impossible to make out clearly. However, it was discernible that he had powerfully struck in the underground palace, slaying Ming Yu, killing Zhuo Hong, and eliminating two core disciples from Taiwu's senior sister's lineage!

It was a great pity; though clues were found and part of the truth revealed, the image was too faint to be fully deciphered.

Furthermore, beside the young man, there was a terrifying shadow that could not be unveiled. It appeared as if someone was accompanying the young man.

In reality, it was the stone jar, which could not manifest. Like a great abyss or Mount Sumeru, it suppressed everything there, making it seem as if an ultimate powerhouse was present, appearing like a humanoid creature!

That drop of blood was instantly consumed.

The Through-Nether Mirror dimmed, showing nothing more.

However, at the last moment, the white-haired woman still caught a glimpse of the truth: the ground displayed in the mirror was also very blurry, as if covered with some special soil that affected the Through-Nether Mirror.

"Is it soul flesh? Is it that special soil, obscuring everything?" The white-haired woman gasped, scarcely able to believe it. Could it be that the entire ground was covered with that kind of soil?

She took out the speck of dust Taiwu had presented and placed it on the Through-Nether Mirror, attempting to rewind time. It failed as expected, but it confirmed that the speck itself appeared blurred in the mirror.

"It's confirmed: there was a layer of soil on the ground at that time, obscuring the Heavenly Secrets!"

The white-haired woman's heart pounded like a rushing river. She felt that years of quiet cultivation could no longer suppress the throb in her heart, and a certain thought began to grow wildly.

"Li, he's not dead!"

She was shocked, even horrified.

She speculated that the shadow in the indistinguishable mist, resembling an ultimate evolved being, might be Li. He had found the soul flesh, that special kind of soil.

Moreover, he seemed to have found a favored successor and was once again causing trouble for their lineage. Just as he had played dirty tricks on the Martial Maniac back then, he now came with the young man he favored, their styles strikingly similar, a clear inheritance!

"Master, what's wrong? What did you see?" Taiwu asked.

"I feel..." The white-haired woman's voice trembled as she said, "The prehistoric grand schemer, Li... has returned."

Even if it wasn't Li himself, it was someone connected to him, or his reincarnated self reappearing. This was the white-haired woman's judgment, a terrifying intuition!

Taiwu was instantly horrified. Although he hadn't been born in that era, he had heard tales and had always been searching for that person's past, investigating the mysteries surrounding his final departure.

"Master, do we need to use Grandmaster's true blood to look again?" Taiwu asked.

"No need. Looking again would yield the same result and only waste more true blood. My master's blood, only this little remains; we cannot squander it further."

"Is Grandmaster still alive? Is there no definitive news yet? Should we go check again?" Taiwu whispered, a sense of anxiety in his voice.

"My master is in seclusion, and I don't know if he's still alive. I hope... he can pull through!" The white-haired woman said with deep worry. This was an absolute secret, and the outside world had no idea of the details. She stated solemnly, "This time, it involves Li the grand schemer, so I must go and check the forbidden grounds where my master is in death-seclusion!"

The white-haired woman departed, for she constantly felt drawn into a major karmic entanglement, experiencing a strong sense of unease.

She grew increasingly suspicious that Li had returned, either in his true form or as a reincarnation. Otherwise, why would she feel this inexplicable premonition, a chill in her deepest heart, and a suffocating tremor concerning the future?