Chapter 1389: Chaos of the Ancient Times

Numerous fragments of time abounded as heaven and earth seemed to overturn. Everyone felt the three figures becoming increasingly real. Were they about to manifest in the world?

That place was extraordinary; everything seemed to be turning upside down and becoming chaotic. The past and present were on the verge of being reshaped, Yin and Yang were in disarray, and chaos was converging to a single point.

Heaven and earth rumbled!

Everyone was petrified; it was almost unbelievable. Someone was about to step through time, emerge in an instant, and reign over the world?!

For a moment, the ears of experts from all races buzzed, and then blood streamed from their eyes. The terrifying scene seemed to transcend the bounds of reality, clashing with the natural order.

Nevertheless, everyone continued to stare, unwilling to miss it even at the cost of their lives, eager to witness an unprecedented miracle.

In that area, the beings of the overseas Celestial Island trembled. All submitted, trembling as they knelt on the ground, murmuring something and offering heartfelt sacrifices.

The mountains undulated, ancient ranges lay desolate, chaos dispersed, and a true scene gradually emerged.

There were two nests there, where a True Dragon and an Immortal Phoenix lived side by side. Their intertwined nests formed a unique energy source, supporting a desolate path that connected to ancient times.

A True Dragon nest and an Immortal Phoenix lair, together in one place—how could this be?

Chu Feng was shaken; that was a place where life and death could be reversed, capable of bringing people back to life!

No wonder the blood on the ancestral artifact in Sheng Yuxian’s hand, from the Celestial Race, was trembling and rustling. Was it about to enter that nest?

However, as the chaotic mist slightly dispersed and the time fragments became less dense, it became clear that both nests served that ancient path, providing only a portion of its energy.

Other energy sources included the Taishang landscape and the entire Yang World!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Bells and cauldrons chimed in unison as three figures broke through the air on that path, reversing time. One moment they were close, the next they surged towards the more distant ancient past.

"This... she vanished," Sheng Yuxian uttered in shock. "Did she return to ancient times? Perhaps we were mistaken; it seems she was... tracing something?!"

For a moment, some realized that this was, after all, a reappearance of historical truth.

But was this possible? Someone could reverse time... This was too terrifying, simply unrealistic. Who could journey upstream along the river of time?!

Yet, seeing was believing; they had indeed witnessed it!

Suddenly, a thunderstorm descended from the heavens, shattering the dragon’s nest and the immortal phoenix’s lair. Three more figures appeared, wreaking destruction here before surging towards the distant past.

At once, the entire path became chaotic; some were interfering, others were destroying.

The final outcome was that the six figures eventually met and engaged in battle. Blood splattered, and soul light shook both past and present, revealing visions of heavens being pierced and stained with blood.

People were utterly stunned; the six vanished, having charged into ancient times.

"I've heard this legend," someone said. "Back then, someone, more than once, searched among the heavens for special points, intending to enter an era called 'Turbulent Ancient Times' to find a specific person..."

The light of time dimmed, and finally, everything became calm.

The river of time ultimately did not flow backward.

What was past remained past; it had dissipated many years ago, silenced through eons, impossible to reverse.

And at this very moment, what people witnessed was merely a glimpse of the truth from that era, testifying to the immensely formidable and defiant power of the ancients. Some had once departed from this place, engaging in fierce battles on the path of time.

Of those individuals, some had died, while others had emerged from different points and had long since departed.

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes; the long river of time ultimately flows forward, irresistible. Those who dare to obstruct it will see everything disintegrated and erased.

"Like wind and clouds, scattered," a voice lamented, "A glorious era, repeatedly bleak, piercing through the heavens, laying waste to time. Those admirable ancestors and those terrifying, unidentifiable enemies were all buried by this ancient land, by one rising grand universe after another, leaving no trace. The tumultuous years are gone; now, we look to the present."

Someone sighed, and it was surprisingly an ancient voice from the deepest part of the Yuan Clan’s Taishang landscape, sinking into a ball of fire before ultimately vanishing.

However, the people from the overseas Celestial Island were not disappointed. They meticulously searched the area, knowing that even a fragment of armor or a piece of a bell would be a significant discovery.

And if they found the true blood of those individuals, or even a single strand of hair left by them from back then, it would be an astonishing discovery. Placed on an ancestral altar for nurturing, it might even bring something new into existence!

"The people and events of that era have vanished," someone declared. "Even the enemies' bones may have long since rotted away, turning to dust. Why dwell on the past? What matters is this present life."

"Indeed," another agreed. "Let's each seek our own opportunities!"

People gradually roused themselves, no longer lost in those historical events.

In fact, some ancient events are impossible to uncover, no matter how much one explores. They are too distant, and few are qualified to know the full truth.

However, they were right about one thing: one must face the trials of this life in this era. There’s no use exploring too much else; only the present matters.

Chu Feng also felt enlightened, becoming calm and peaceful. What did ancient upheavals or tragic historical truths have to do with him now? He only needed to consider his current situation; at this moment, his sole focus was on improving himself.

With this thought, he began to focus intently on the immortal furnace before him, his mind clear of all other concerns.

The cultivators of all races had recovered, calming their minds and focusing their spirits. They activated the treasures they had brought, each desiring to obtain their destined fortune here.

Furthermore, there were even deeper mysteries within this Taishang Forbidden Land!

First, temper their bodies in the furnace, forging their true selves, and then seek Grand Universe-level fruits and other treasures. If they could cooperate with the owner of this place and unearth the secret treasures within the Taishang landscape, who knew what unimaginable benefits awaited them!

"You, come over here, lest the Yuan Clan kill you!" the silver-haired young man from the Xuanhuang Human King Race commanded, pointing at Chu Feng. It was meant as a good intention, fearing that the Yuan Clan would ambush and slay him, but the words coming from his mouth were truly grating.

Chu Feng felt a bit annoyed, though he couldn't exactly slap the man.

"Young friend, do you have a way to enter the Taishang Eight Trigrams Furnace?" inquired the elder of the Xuanhuang Race.

"I'm still figuring it out," Chu Feng replied, frowning.

This was truly a death trap. Inside the stone furnace, close at hand, smoke and colorful mist constantly swirled and evaporated. Any object thrown in would trigger a surge of fire, incinerating everything.

Several Divine Kings who stood near the furnace had already met tragic ends, let alone those who tried to enter directly. Even quasi-Heavenly Venerables were apprehensive, their hearts chilling with fear, not daring to approach.

Could such a place truly allow one to achieve nirvana? No one dared to act rashly!

"Our clan gives up!" announced a few individuals riding fiery red giant sharks. They belonged to a powerful race but were utterly helpless here.

The Dao Race members were currently searching for the Nine-Turn Golden Body Flower in the Immortal Mountain, while the Buddhist Race members were listening to an old monk, one of the Six Elders who founded the heavens, preach by the sea of fire within the Taishang landscape. Neither had come over yet.

Everyone fell silent. This so-called immortal furnace was impossible to enter; it truly was a death trap!

The Yuan Clan members’ eyes flickered as they pondered for a long time, not daring to use their magnetic marrow magic bell to try and open a path, fearing that the precious artifact would be destroyed.

"Young friend, do you have a method?" the elder of the Xuanhuang Human King Race asked Chu Feng.

Chu Feng shook his head and sighed, saying, "It's difficult. I feel that even a Heavenly Venerable would die upon entering, turning to dust. Even if a mighty one were to delve deep, they would become nothing more than cursed earth."

This was his honest assessment. For a moment, he saw no path to survival. This so-called ancient renowned furnace, this "pure land" meant to transform people, was indeed like hell; whoever entered would surely perish!

He didn't hold back, expressing his true feelings.

"So, it's impossible to refine the 'true self' in this furnace?" The Xuanhuang elder’s brows furrowed deeply, clearly unwilling to accept this.

He was leading the team, and had originally intended to offer a great opportunity to several family prodigies. Now, it seemed nothing more than a pipe dream.

"Awooo…"

A long howl, like a wild wolf baying at the moon, sounded mournful, yet also like an outburst of raw emotion.

"Truly, truly... damn, this is a special kind of enjoyment!" the voice continued. "I'm crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, all my fur is burned off, and my flesh is medium rare. Sprinkle some cumin on me, and I'd be a perfect appetizer! Damn it, I'm about to ascend amidst glowing clouds, heading for the ultimate realm!"

Along with that wolf-like howl, this voice conveyed immense pain, utterly wretched, trembling and incredibly hoarse, as if his throat had been burned through by fire.

Everyone was startled and looked back at a nearby spot; the sound was emanating from inside a companion furnace.

It was the Six-Eared Macaque—Mi Tian!

Everyone realized that the monkey was currently being refined by the mysterious Taishang Treasure Furnace. Although it was in a companion furnace, the effects were equally remarkable.

Unfortunately, this companion furnace was created by the owner of this ancient land, and ordinary individuals were forbidden to enter!

Everyone was consumed with envy. The immortal Taishang Eight Trigrams main furnace was completely inaccessible—whoever entered would die. Now, it seemed only the companion furnace was truly suitable.

But would the owner of this place, the fire spirit within the Taishang landscape, allow others to enter?

For a moment, many gazed longingly, their expressions shifting. With the main furnace now a death trap, many became green with envy, eager to enter the companion furnace.

"Ah, I'm cooked! I'm thoroughly done! Damn, I smell so good I want to take a bite out of myself! Ahhh..." the monkey shrieked, its cries exceedingly shrill. In this desperate plight, it babbled nonsense, finding amusement in its suffering, perhaps as a way to distract itself.

Although his cries were horrifying, he was still alive, his life intact.

This was enviable. Everyone knew that once he endured this, it would impact his entire life, granting the monkey many heaven-defying attributes and making him incredibly powerful.

Not everyone had the opportunity to undergo such a trial in a true Taishang Eight Trigrams Furnace.

From ancient times to the present, the most powerful clans have held legends: whoever can refine their true self in this immortal furnace is destined to dominate in the future, becoming unrivaled in their era and revered on the path of evolution!