Chapter 1387: The World Reveres the King of Men

Chu Feng, transforming into a streak of light, burst out of the perilous zone. The resonant ringing of bells and tripods, shaking the entire Supreme terrain, had created the perfect opportunity for his swift escape. His eyes then narrowed, filled with boundless, cold killing intent as he stared at the Yuan clan members. He had previously refrained from attacking them, wishing to maintain a low profile and avoid early scrutiny. He never imagined they would launch the first strike, intending to kill him.

The Yuan clan was already attacking, controlling the Magnetic Marrow Bell. It roared towards him, unleashing a deluge of domain runes that seemed capable of tearing the fabric of reality itself.

Once outside that specific range, Chu Feng moved with effortless ease. Runes materialized beneath his feet, allowing him to traverse the land as if crossing a starry expanse, heading directly towards the ultimate core of the Supreme terrain and its immortal furnace. Chu Feng evaded the attack, but within that same area, a powerful clan met its doom. Several Divine Kings were utterly obliterated by the Magnetic Marrow Bell's light, vanishing without even a scream or a trace. It was clear how formidable such a treasure was, forged from a massive Magnetic Marrow mountain. Its power was extraordinary, beyond common comprehension, and capable of striking fear into anyone. Its immense power, of course, was also largely due to the unique properties of these mountains and rivers. The more formidable the surrounding domain, the greater the bell's might, as it harnessed the inherent energy and cosmic forces of the land.

"You..."

The surviving members of the afflicted clan were shocked and enraged, seething with boundless resentment. The Yuan clan’s ruthlessness was appalling; they had wiped out their promising young talents.

"Friend, our apologies," a Yuan clan member interjected, offering an apology. "That was an accident, entirely due to Zhou Zhengde diverting the trouble towards you."

"You think a simple apology is enough?" the elder of that clan roared in fury. "Our clan's elites are dead!"

"So, what do you propose?" The Yuan clan's quasi-Heavenly Venerate responded with a smile, then suddenly stepped forward, personally activating the Magnetic Marrow Bell once more. The elder on the opposite side rapidly retreated, attempting to tear through space and escape. Yet, he couldn't evade it; he was held in place, then his body was ripped apart, brutally slaughtered. Blood splattered everywhere as his soul was utterly destroyed. Everyone present was stunned. The Yuan clan was excessively domineering and utterly ruthless, directly killing everyone from that rival clan on the spot, demonstrating no regard for reason or justice.

"Since we are already enemies and the hatred cannot be resolved, we might as well kill them all!" declared the Yuan clan's quasi-Heavenly Venerate.

Almost simultaneously, Chu Feng struck. A dazzling light emanated from beneath his feet, and a beam brighter than lightning shot forth from the mountains, hitting a Yuan clan disciple. The disciple instantly exploded, blood and bone scattering. Chu Feng had used the terrain to directly kill, and his victim was a Divine King. This was terrifying: from such a distance, he could directly eliminate an elite Yuan clan disciple.

"You..."

The Yuan clan's quasi-Heavenly Venerate was startled and enraged. In a brief moment of distraction, while he was using the bell to kill, Zhou Zhengde had seized the chance to slaughter one of their young Divine Kings. The next moment, he shook the Magnetic Marrow Bell, its gentle waves enveloping all clan disciples, offering them protection. Then, together, they charged towards Chu Feng. Furthermore, the bell's formidable waves transformed into successive bolts of lightning and electric currents, hurtling directly towards Chu Feng.

This presented a certain challenge for Chu Feng. He turned and retreated, intending to enter the Supreme Immortal Furnace and launch his assault from within. Once he could neutralize the Magnetic Marrow Bell, he would unleash a full-scale massacre, regardless of whether it revealed his identity and power as a Great Divine King. The Yuan clan pursued him relentlessly, the quasi-Heavenly Venerate elder wielding the bell. It obliterated all obstacles in their path, flattening vast swathes of terrain to create an unobstructed route. Could it actually do that?

Even Chu Feng felt a surge of envy. This extraordinary treasure was astonishing, undoubtedly the creation of a supreme expert in the domain field. However, its most crucial aspect was its material. If he could acquire it, he was confident he could cultivate an even more formidable domain treasure.

"The Supreme terrain is impenetrable," Chu Feng mused to himself. "If I can get close enough to that immortal furnace, I'll draw out the true Supreme Fire and incinerate the Yuan clan!" Secret treasures are inanimate; people are dynamic. Even though the Magnetic Marrow Bell was incredibly powerful, it had limitations, and there had to be a way to counter it.

Chu Feng pressed onward. Here, he couldn't move as freely as before; subterranean travel was impossible due to the complex and heavily suppressive domain. All around him, strange plants grew in profusion: dense, flame-wreathed Hongyan cypresses, and white bamboo forests, as pure as jade, yet crackling with lightning and impervious to fire, their stalks growing thick and close.

*Crack!*

Chu Feng surged forward, running at an extreme pace, encountering danger multiple times along his route.

"Where do you think you're going?!" the Yuan clan members roared, but they too found their movements restricted. Even their quasi-Heavenly Venerate was nearly engulfed by a surge of lightning as the white bamboo forest swayed, unleashing countless furious thunderbolts, flying sand, loose stones, and a surging sea of fire.

Most terrifying of all, a wisp of flame drifted out of the Supreme Furnace, striking the Magnetic Marrow Bell and causing it to briefly falter, unable to unleash its power.

"Kill!"

Chu Feng abruptly turned back, utilizing specific, limited nodes to achieve another difficult, almost dreamlike lateral shift, as if traversing vast seas and heavenly realms. He amplified himself with the domain, temporarily shaking off the terrain's constraints, appearing abruptly and slaughtering the Yuan clan members.

*Thwack! Thwack!*

With two swift, odd sounds, he cleaved a male Divine King of the Yuan clan in half. Passing through, he then decapitated a female Divine King, leaving a wide spray of blood in his wake. Striking once, he vanished in an instant, having made his escape.

The Yuan clan's quasi-Heavenly Venerate was incandescent with rage. Someone had been killed right under his nose, and his clan had suffered casualties. His eyes flashed with electric coldness as he shook the Magnetic Marrow Bell in his hand, causing it to glow once more and surge forward. However, in this area, he dared not advance carelessly. He could only give chase once his treasure had fully recovered, thereby missing the optimal moment.

Chu Feng was now quite close to the Supreme Immortal Furnace, yet he frowned, questioning whether an indestructible body could truly be reshaped within it. A mere wisp of smoke that had drifted from it moments ago had interfered with the Magnetic Marrow Bell, proving how perilous and terrifying it truly was. Behind him, a large group followed, all eager to reach the immortal furnace. Some utilized their clan's unique treasures, while others cautiously observed the paths taken by the powerful clans, slowly trailing behind.

"Legend says the Supreme Furnace contains extraordinary fruits of creation, possibly even at the Grand Universe level!" some whispered, their eyes burning with fervent desire.

The Yuan clan naturally pressed closer, determined to pinpoint Chu Feng and kill him. However, as they advanced, the Yuan clan members felt their hearts grow heavy. Even with their powerful treasure and the furnace body so close, they still trembled with apprehension, fearing a great calamity. This unpredictable place was a volatile anomaly within the cosmos, profoundly unsettling.

"Report! The Six-Eared Macaque clan seeks an audience, bearing a missive!"

Just then, a fiery orb appeared, circling the terrain before moving further away to report to the masters of these mountains: the Fire Spirit clan. Upon receiving the report, even the green-haired bull-headed monster reappeared, personally accepting the missive. Even Chu Feng was momentarily startled. He had previously wondered where the siblings Mi Tian and Mi Qing had gone after appearing and then retreating without entering. Now, he finally understood. The monkey siblings had not forced their way in. Instead, they had waited patiently outside, observing as various factions risked peril entering the cursed land. Only then did they present their letter, a truly strategic "big move."

"Unbelievable," a voice murmured from deep within the forbidden zone, "the great seal left by that old monkey from the dawn of the epoch is still extant, imprinted on this letter!" Deep within the forbidden zone, a being whispered. Even as the Six-Eared Macaque clan's letter burned to ashes, a rune was branded into the void, coalescing and remaining, emanating terrifying power. It was the imprint of a great seal, previously on the letter, now etched into the very fabric of space!

"It is acceptable. Two descendants of the Six-Eared Macaque clan are permitted to enter the Supreme Cave to temper their true selves and undergo nirvanic rebirth!"

These words spread, astonishing everyone and leaving them secretly shaken. How profound was the heritage of the Six-Eared Macaque lineage? What era did that "old monkey" belong to, and how could the great seal he left behind possess such terrifying power and influence? The bull-headed monster appeared, personally escorting the monkey siblings, who had played their trump card, into a special ancient cave. This cave, glowing with vibrant light and remarkably close to the immortal furnace, was surprisingly lush and far gentler and safer than the surrounding treacherous landscape. This was an auxiliary furnace, verified and deemed safe by the Fire Spirit clan!

The main Supreme Furnace was accompanied by over a dozen smaller, specialized furnaces. These could also be used for self-refinement, and being relatively safer, they had already been subdued. As for the true, main Supreme Furnace, even the Fire Spirit clan hesitated to enter it, as one could be instantly incinerated, leaving not even ash behind.

At this moment, many grew anxious. The Six-Eared Macaque clan, despite their delayed start, had arrived first, incredibly possessing such a close relationship with the Fire Spirits of the Supreme terrain, allowing them to enter the furnace before anyone else. Consequently, many became even more fervent and audacious, determined to reach the ultimate core.

A divine light flashed, and someone appeared, blocking the Yuan clan's path and preventing them from pursuing Chu Feng.

"Who dares to do this?!" the Yuan clan members roared.

The figure leading them was strikingly young, with eyes like bright stars, a magnificent bearing, and flowing silver hair that lent him an aristocratic air, tinged with a cool detachment.

"A Human King!" someone exclaimed.

Everyone was shaken. It was actually the Human King clan?! While humanity numbers in the billions, making it the most populous race, only a handful of clans claiming the title of Human King have survived. These few once ruled the heavens, but their numbers are now scarce.

"Which Human King clan?" Even the Yuan clan members' gazes sharpened.

"The Xuanhuang!" someone called out. The young leader himself remained silent, projecting an aura of cold detachment.

"The Xuanhuang? The Desolate Human King clan, whose blood holds world-opening power?!" Many nearby were stunned, gasping aloud. This was one of the top three powerful clans among the Human Kings, terrifying beyond measure. Their bloodline qualified them for six transformations or more. A three-transformation Human King was already rare; to achieve six transformations or more was virtually unimaginable, truly defying the heavens!

"All under heaven shall honor the Human King!" an elder, the clan's quasi-Heavenly Venerate, proclaimed, causing the Yuan clan to grow wary.

"You... come here," the silver-haired man from the Xuanhuang Human King clan finally spoke, gesturing for Chu Feng to approach.

Chu Feng's pupils slightly contracted. He was also a Human King, though he didn't know which branch he belonged to if tracing back to his origins.

"All human races under heaven should naturally honor the Human King. Likewise, we can offer you our protection," the silver-haired man stated calmly.

Chu Feng's eyes deepened. "Jointly honor this Human King?" He genuinely had no such intention. As a Human King himself, to whom should he bow? Who should be honored by whom? Nevertheless, he showed no displeasure, maintaining a composed expression. Regardless of whether the other party was overly self-assured, he decided to first ascertain if they were friend or foe.