Chapter 1292: Penetrating Four Eras

The battlefield was desolate and vast, its dark red surface covered in cracks. So much had happened today, stirring strong emotions in all the cultivators.

A crimson war chariot, wreathed in red light like a cascade of sunset glow, made the void itself radiant.

A golden imperial carriage, engraved with terrifying truth-diagrams of prehistoric forbidden lands that once commanded the human world, shot dazzling light into the sky, spanning across the battlefield.

Creatures from two great forbidden zones were targeting Cao De. People immediately understood that these two desolate places, long silent, were now attacking the First Mountain of the Yang Realm, indicating powerful figures were surely making their move.

Many realized the First Mountain was in danger.

The forbidden zones had revived, and unknown, peerless beings had emerged. This was truly terrifying; the entire Primordial Great Land would tremble because of it.

People wouldn't forget that in prehistoric times, every forbidden zone had the power to command the world. In their active eras, the Yang Realm was practically a land of bloody mountains and rivers.

Any orthodoxy that dared to defy their decrees would be purged with blood, leaving not even a blade of grass behind.

From ancient times to the present, some originally powerful races, even those strong enough to be ranked among the top ten, were exterminated because they refused to submit and opposed them.

Even Chu Feng's heart sank.

He was a little worried. He had only seen Number Nine inside the First Mountain; could he alone withstand the creatures from the forbidden zones?

“Hehe…”

In front of the crimson war chariot, the purple-haired young man smiled. He was the driver, yet he was surrounded by Divine King Chifeng and others, as if he were the moon surrounded by stars.

With his hands behind his back, he was very tall, his purple hair shimmering and forming a stark contrast with the red hair of the Nine-Headed Bird tribe.

His face was sharply chiseled, appearing very cold. His intimidating pupils, like two clanging purple immortal swords, circulated terrifying runes.

A young man driving a chariot from a forbidden zone, merely a servant, could be like this. He looked like a peerless Divine King, which truly weighed heavily on people's hearts.

Is this the true power of the forbidden zones?

The young heroes and leading figures from various tribes present felt quite disheartened. What was the use of arduous cultivation?

They wanted to reach the peak, to transcend themselves and become renowned powerhouses, transforming like dragons when circumstances changed.

However, the charioteer who emerged from the forbidden zone was so powerful, filling those present with a sense of defeat. They struggled fiercely, only to find that among the younger generation, others' attendants surpassed them and stood high above.

“Disciple of the First Mountain of the World, huh, what's your name?”

The purple-haired young man, Jie Ming, walked forward with his hands behind his back. Divine King Chifeng and others followed, accompanying him and pressing toward Chu Feng together.

The Nine-Headed Bird tribe, the Dragon tribe, and others were all a little excited. People from the forbidden zones had arrived, fearing nothing, not even the First Mountain of the World. What if Cao De was killed on the spot? Dead is dead; it's no big deal.

Yun Tuo, Divine King Chifeng, and others clenched their fists, their faces slightly distorted due to their intensely fluctuating emotions.

For the past two days, they had been too repressed—the fear of being dominated by Number Nine, the resentment accumulated from being bullied by the demon Cao De, who occasionally came to cut their flesh for braising. All of it exploded at this moment.

“He's Cao De, it's him! He invited a so-called ‘Ancestor Nine’ from the First Mountain to wreak havoc here!” Yun Tuo gritted his teeth.

The purple-haired young man, Jie Ming, nodded indifferently in response to Yun Tuo, the Three-Headed Divine Dragon. But he continued to press forward, coming closer to Chu Feng.

He was very tall, a head and a half taller than an average person, with a robust build. His dazzling purple hair flowed over his chest and back, and his vitality and blood energy were as vast as the sea.

Moreover, his origin from the Eleventh Forbidden Zone of the Yang Realm added to his aura, enveloping him in a mysterious and intimidating halo, making him extremely imposing and giving people a sense of oppression.

“I'm asking you, what's your name?” He came closer, looking down at Chu Feng, further pressing the question in a very arrogant and impolite manner.

In fact, this was the typical demeanor of creatures from forbidden lands. In prehistoric times, their conduct was even more overbearing, often resorting to bloody massacres that dyed mountains and rivers red.

In a sense, the charioteer was considered a trusted aide of the young master from that forbidden land when traveling outside. Thus, he had ample confidence, showing a face full of indifference when facing a cultivator in the Saint realm from the opposing camp.

“You speak to me like that? The First Mountain hasn't been destroyed yet; tell your master to come here!”

Chu Feng said calmly, showing no intention of backing down. According to his status, he was now a disciple of the First Mountain, and a mere charioteer attendant had no right to speak to him in such a manner.

“The mountain gate has been breached, and it will be completely removed from the world today. What are you still talking about, a disciple of the First Mountain of the World? Do you really think it's still Li Zhenshi's era?” Jie Ming sneered, then added, “Even Li, did he dare to cause trouble and kill people in the forbidden zones back then?”

“Why wouldn't he dare? I remember Li once burned down more than half of a forbidden zone, then just walked away without anyone pursuing him.”

Chu Feng said, then glanced at him and ignored him, simply watching the young man who had stepped down from the war chariot join the being from the other imperial carriage.

“Hehe, a dilapidated sect, soon to be annihilated, why bother being so stubborn? Li acted in secret back then; others didn't know it was him. Soon, open your eyes and watch my clan's ancestor cleanse the First Mountain with blood.”

The muscular purple-haired young man, Jie Ming, sneered. He believed that the outcome needed no guessing; the First Mountain was destined to become a wisp of historical smoke.

Moreover, his expression was unfriendly, with killing intent flowing. He almost extended a hand to grab Chu Feng, clearly intending to use force.

Chifeng, Yun Tuo, and Kunlong all smiled, feeling they were about to vent their pent-up anger.

Chu Feng's face fell. Did they really think he was a pushover?

At this moment, Yu Shang Heavenly Venerate let out a cold reprimand, his large sleeves fluttering, warning Jie Ming not to act recklessly.

Daring to issue such a warning to someone from a forbidden land, Elder Yu Shang's actions surprised many. Was he not afraid for his life? What if he was punished afterward?

Chu Feng sighed, deeply moved, feeling that if possible, he must extend the old man's lifespan and not let him pass away.

“Jie Ming, do not be impolite.”

From a distance, a gentle voice came. The young man who had earlier stepped down from the war chariot spoke. His complexion was fair, not strikingly handsome, but he seemed very amiable and approachable.

However, anyone who thought he could be bullied would naturally be courting death, making a grave mistake.

Even if he was kind, there was an invisible, powerful presence that made people tremble. The vitality within his body was so abundant, like a condensed sea of stars. If it were to truly erupt, it would be unimaginable, destined to sweep aside all his contemporaries in the world.

“Cao De, Brother Cao, don't mind him. My attendant just has that temper; he can't change it no matter what.”

This not-so-handsome, seemingly amiable young man spoke. His purple hair was lustrous, and his eyes were surprisingly silver, making him still appear formidable when he smiled.

“White pupils mean either a heartless ingrate or a peerless demon”—this was a casual remark Old Gu made when mentioning some terrifying creatures.

When Chu Feng later asked, Old Gu reluctantly admitted that he was almost eaten alive by a silver-eyed man back then.

There was no need to think; with his Elder Brother Li's status as a formidable overlord who suppressed an era, for someone to nearly eat Old Gu meant they must have a terrifyingly powerful background.

At this moment, Chu Feng strongly suspected that Old Gu had encountered a creature from the Eleventh Forbidden Zone back then.

He smiled and nodded at the silver-eyed man. He had recently learned more, having asked Number Nine about the origin of the Nine-Headed Bird tribe: they were servants of the Four Tribulation Sparrows.

The creatures of the Eleventh Forbidden Zone, named Four Tribulation Sparrows, were extremely powerful and terrifying.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the Nine-Headed Bird tribe were Four Tribulation Sparrows with the thinnest bloodline. Because their transformation failed and they were too weak, they were expelled from the tribe, and their descendants gradually became Nine-Headed Birds.

One can imagine how terrifying the true Four Tribulation Sparrows were.

What are Four Tribulation Sparrows? One theory suggests that this race has endured a total of four great Heavenly Calamities, spanning four epochs. Evolutionary civilizations perished four times, yet they persisted, surviving four doomsday catastrophes with great difficulty.

If this were true, it would be terrifying. No wonder they were called Four Tribulation Sparrows, and their dwelling became an invincible forbidden land.

The silver-eyed man was named Jie Wuliang. Among the extremely rare Four Tribulation Sparrows, who found it very difficult to reproduce, he was naturally considered a direct descendant, holding a very high status.

His cultivation level was not yet extremely high, but his blood energy was as vast as mountains and seas, surging within him, extremely terrifying.

The forbidden lands had their own cultivation methods, and the paths they followed were relatively mature, unlike those outside who had to grope, repeatedly verify, and explore when embarking on the path of evolution.

Jie Wuliang's cultivation was higher than Chu Feng's, but he was very polite, not as domineering as his trusted aide.

During their brief conversation, he was very courteous, using no aggressive words towards Chu Feng, speaking calmly and kindly, treating him as an equal.

“Brother Cao De, I am from a forbidden zone, and you are from the First Mountain. We are naturally equals. Don't take offense; before our elders decide the victor, there's no need for us to clash.”

Jie Wuliang smiled. Though not handsome, he possessed great charisma, with dazzling white teeth, radiating strong personal appeal.

However, Chu Feng didn't believe he was a gentle person. Aside from Old Gu's past complaints, Chu Feng himself could feel the terrifying blood energy within Jie Wuliang.

Moreover, the other party clearly had a hidden meaning in his words, making it quite clear.

As long as the strong haven't determined a victor and the First Mountain of the World hasn't been purged with blood, they still acknowledge Chu Feng and see him as one of their kind. But once the First Mountain is breached and destroyed...

At that time, he probably wouldn't stop his attendant from directly killing or slapping Chu Feng; it wouldn't be a big deal at all.

For now, it was meaningless for them to start a conflict prematurely. The main thing was to wait for the peerless struggle to conclude and see what the outcome would be.

Although they were from opposing camps and destined to be enemies, Chu Feng didn't have a bad impression of him. At this moment, he was even quite curious, eager to learn more about the Four Tribulation Sparrows, a creature from a forbidden land.

Especially the legend that they had survived four great Heavenly Calamities, experienced world destruction, and lived through eras of re-creation. This truly amazed him, making him want to explore more.

If it were anyone else, even if they wanted to know and understand, they would have to maintain a reserved demeanor.

However, Chu Feng lacked such self-awareness. Even knowing that they might soon become enemies and fight to the death, he was all smiles, diligently asking questions and seeking advice.

“What was it like before the world was created? Having endured four tribulations, what did your ancestors witness, and what did they leave behind? What were the perished cultivation civilizations like? Have you seen many cultivation methods that surpassed limits and were incomprehensible, and what peculiar characteristics did they have?”

Everyone was speechless. Such secrets, such immense mysteries, belonged to an ancient family like the Four Tribulation Sparrows. How could they casually tell outsiders?

Everyone felt that the demon Cao De was either utterly shameless or extremely thick-skinned. He wanted to ask about all of this? How could he even ask such things?

Even Yu Shang Heavenly Venerate's lips twitched slightly, blushing for him.

The Four Tribulation Sparrow, Jie Wuliang, narrowed his eyes, smiling genially and remaining amiable. He said, “Indeed, we have witnessed many terrifying past events, the rise and fall of civilizations. From ancient times to the present, it has always been so, and it cannot be changed. Our ancestors, from afar, saw the loneliness and desolation of the Heavenly Emperor, that solitary back departing into the distance, bringing tears to the whole world. What he had to face was beyond our comprehension. My ancestors also witnessed the unparalleled brilliance of an Empress, whose talent astonished the river of time. Now, my clan is fortunate enough to possess a remnant imperial artifact. That era, oh, was truly moving, glorious to the extreme, dazzling enough to make one tremble. What a pity.”

At this point, he stopped speaking.

“Keep going!” Chu Feng shamelessly urged him to continue.

Jie Wuliang was speechless.

Beside him, his attendant Jie Ming wanted to say, “You're shameless.”

Compared to the Four Tribulation Sparrow Jie Wuliang, the woman who stepped out of the golden imperial carriage nearby was not as amiable. Although she was exceptionally beautiful and glamorous, her face was now dark, and she gave Chu Feng no kind looks.

“What's the situation? Who is this...” Chu Feng asked. Since Jie Wuliang had stopped speaking, he took the initiative to change the subject and inquire about the woman's origins.

“I am one of the descendants of the victim you mentioned—the one Li secretly attacked and burned down more than half of their forbidden zone.”

The woman spoke. She was young, vibrant, and full of vitality. A tiny, crystal-clear red mole on her forehead added a unique charm to her appearance.

But now, she was clearly unhappy, her pretty face dark.

Chu Feng was speechless. He could actually encounter this? He had used this very story to provoke Jie Ming just a short while ago, and now the aggrieved party was right in front of him. What a situation!

Li was the one who acted in secret. Why should Chu Feng bear the blame now? Chu Feng was indignant.

“You're called Cao?” the stunning woman asked him with an unfriendly expression.

“No!” Chu Feng shook his head, refusing to acknowledge that name even if it killed him. With a serious expression, he said, “My name is Cao Dade—no, Cao De!”

He almost let it slip and quickly corrected himself.

Yet, even so, many nearby people reacted with sensitivity.

For example, Divine King Mihong of the Six-Eared Macaque tribe.

And also, the peerless Divine King Li Jiuxiao, who looked at him with some suspicion.

The strange dragon, however, really wanted to expose him, to shout out publicly that he was Cao Dade—no, Ji Dade!

The stunning woman from the forbidden zone had a dark expression, about to say something more, but at that moment, the distant First Mountain of the World suddenly shook violently, light shooting into the sky and causing the entire Xia State to tremble fiercely.

The three battlefields and the First Mountain were all in the same state, so the vibrations were felt especially clearly.

Everyone was horrified. A great battle had erupted at the First Mountain; the drastic changes had begun.

“Hehe, they finally made a move. Cao De, your sect is about to be erased from the world, and your life won't last long either.”

A creature from the forbidden land spoke.

At the First Mountain of the World, the Martial Maniac had circled it several times, observing for a while, and finally attacked. He was extremely domineering, directly using the Wheel of Time and Millstone Fist to blast through the mountain-protecting light barrier, scattering large energy clusters.

Then, he strode inside.

Number Nine appeared silently, his face like the bottom of a black pot, filled with anger. He said, “Don't you see the path on the ground? Why are you blindly blasting everything? Are you blind?!”

There was a small path here, leading deep inside the First Mountain. Chu Feng had walked out with him from this very path, and there were two large tombs beside it.

The Martial Maniac was domineering and cold, his blood energy surging into the sky. With his hands behind his back, he pressed forward and said, “I have come to annihilate the First Mountain. Today, I will flatten this place and cleanse it with blood alongside others, erasing it from the world.”

“Do you really think this place can be casually trespassed upon? Don't even mention great white sharks; even if a few dragon sharks come, they'll still be caught,” Number Nine said coldly.

“Just you alone? Why don't you quickly retreat deep into the First Mountain? That place is about to be flattened; everything will be overturned!” The Martial Maniac said, incomparably domineering and chillingly. His blood energy surged like a raging river or sea, threatening to overturn the heavens.

“Do you all think I'm alone and easily bullied?” Number Nine said indifferently, then revealed a cruel smile, his stark white teeth looking chillingly cold. He stared at the Martial Maniac's thigh and said, “I have a few brothers with teeth as good as mine. Are you intent on offering your legs?”

Then, he quietly shouted towards the two large tombs not far away, “Number Three, Number Six, awaken! The blood food has arrived!”

With a boom, the two large tombs disintegrated, exploding directly. Towering energy light burst forth, and from within, two extremely ancient human skins floated out, instantly swelling up against the wind and transforming into withered, skeletal human figures, all baring stark white teeth.

The Martial Maniac was speechless.

Then, he really wanted to curse.