Chapter 185: Revisiting Kunlun

After leaving the Xinjiang basin, Chu Feng became cautious. It would be a huge problem if he encountered the Eastern Expeditionary Army, and alone outside, his chances of survival were slim.

In the desert, populus euphratica trees stood one after another. They were very drought-resistant and had tenacious vitality. Their trunks were vigorous, and their leaves were sometimes emerald green, sometimes golden yellow. Together, they embodied both the vibrant vigor of life and the vicissitudes of age.

Chu Feng walked through the vast desert, carrying a large bag of red crystals. Many thoughts crossed his mind. He recalled seeing blue Higanbana flowers the first time he came to the western region; they bloomed and vanished in an instant, appearing incredibly strange.

He had been wondering whether the overwhelming blue petals had truly affected him at that time.

He once asked the Yellow Ox if the pollen from this flower, after blooming, could promote human evolution. The Yellow Ox frowned then, stating it was a very strange flower, and its encounter would lead to unpredictable fortune or misfortune.

The Yellow Ox speculated that although the blue sea of flowers seemed to cover everything, there was actually only one ancient flower. Its root system was buried deep underground in that vast desert. With the changes in heaven and earth, it had begun to revive, creating the strange phenomenon that Chu Feng witnessed.

That flower was extremely mysterious and terrifying, making even the Yellow Ox wary. It admitted that even it didn't know the true origin of this thing.

According to it, the blue Higanbana might be related to a certain saint. It would need to return to its own world and carefully consult ancient texts to fully understand.

The scorching sun blazed, and the desert was as hot as an oven.

Chu Feng employed his divine speed. Although he wasn't deliberately accelerating, he was still incredibly fast. With each step, he vanished from his spot and reappeared far away.

Finally, he left the vast desert and gradually entered the mountains. This made Chu Feng breathe a sigh of relief, as it was less likely to be discovered when traveling in the mountains.

He began his long trek. Along the way, he kept searching, hoping to subdue a fierce bird of prey. Otherwise, with the undulating ridges and towering mountains, even with his speed, he wouldn't be able to travel as freely.

Chu Feng was out of luck. Along the way, not only did he fail to find a bird of prey, but even ordinary exotic beasts were rare.

He learned from a wild wolf that the Eastern Expeditionary Army, when passing through, had conscripted some stronger exotic beasts to follow them. Those who dared to disobey were killed.

Along the way, many exotic beasts fled after hearing the news.

Chu Feng was exasperated. He couldn't find a bird of prey to carry him back to Kunlun and could only rely on himself to sprint.

"I should have spared the lives of Gray Eagle King or Vulture King to use them as mounts," he thought.

In the end, he was ragged and disheveled, having sprinted all the way to Kunlun Mountain on his own two legs. This ordeal left him grumbling inwardly.

"Consider it a way to consolidate my realm!" he mused.

Along the way, he continuously sprinted at his top speed, like a supersonic aircraft, "bombarding" his way through. He crushed the tops of small hills and split valleys, creating a terrifying scene.

Chu Feng pushed himself to the limit. Each time, he endured until his blood boiled and his body was scorching hot, only slowing down when he could no longer bear it.

So, this journey also served as a form of cultivation. He barely rested, even at night.

"Finally, I'm back!"

Dozens of miles away, he spotted the Eastern Expeditionary Army. He cautiously avoided them, taking a detour to enter Kunlun Mountain.

"Stop!"

These were extraordinary times, and security was tight. The strong individuals within Kunlun Mountain were on rotating guard duty, and even the mountain pass was guarded by a king-level creature.

If something was amiss, a long roar would summon all the kings to rush to the scene.

Some exotic beasts had transformed into humanoids, holding various weapons, their cold gleam flashing as they stared menacingly. This had clearly become a holy land for the demon race.

Even the king-level creature stationed there was startled and personally arrived.

It was a middle-aged man with enormous horns on his head. His eyes shot out bolts of electricity as he stared at the mountain pass.

Chu Feng was amused as soon as he saw him. Wasn't this the Tibetan Antelope King? The horns he had cut off had grown back so quickly.

"It's me!"

Chu Feng's current appearance was truly disheveled. His clothes were tattered rags, barely covering him, and he was grimy and covered in dust.

His face was streaked with large smudges of sweat mixed with dust. Without a close look, he was truly unrecognizable.

"You..."

The Tibetan Antelope King stared at him. He stumbled back a few steps, utterly startled, never expecting it to be him. "Isn't this demon king dead?" he thought.

"Aren't you...?"

"Shh!" Chu Feng gestured to him. Then he strode quickly past.

The Tibetan Antelope King had a psychological shadow regarding Chu Feng. Last time, he was tormented terribly and took many days to recover. Now, seeing Chu Feng, the demon king, resurrected, his feelings were complex.

"Guard the pass well, and send an immediate alert if anything happens!" the Tibetan Antelope King reprimanded the other exotic beasts.

He personally led Chu Feng deeper into the mountains. Apprehensively, he quietly asked Chu Feng what was going on, as the outside world had been spreading rumors that he died in the Vatican.

"We'll talk about this later," Chu Feng told him. He instructed him not to leak the news and to first go to the Ox King Palace, as he wanted to see the two oxen first.

"He's definitely up to no good!" the Tibetan Antelope King muttered to himself. At the same time, in an instant, many thoughts flooded his mind. It was too abnormal for this demon king to have been gone for so long. Given his personality, after suffering such a huge loss in the Vatican, he wouldn't possibly not retaliate.

As he thought this, the Tibetan Antelope King's eyes widened, he shivered, and was secretly shocked. "No way? Could it be that all the recent major commotions in Europe were caused by this guy?"

His hair stood on end. He decided never to harbor ill will towards this demon king again. "This guy is too terrifying; he's practically a 'human demon'!"

On a magnificent mountain stood a grand palace. This was the Ox King Palace.

The mountain was rich in spiritual energy. Clear springs gurgled. On some trees, leaves were translucent green, bearing bright red fruits that emitted a fragrant aroma.

"Ah, brother, you're back! Why didn't you tell us?" The Big Black Ox let out a strange cry and rushed over.

"Chu Feng!" The Yellow Ox also ran over.

They had both transformed into human forms, enthusiastic and emotional. These past days could be described as a separation of life and death. Both oxen had thought he was dead and had felt guilty for a long time.

"Haha, it's great you're back, but what happened to you? You look so disheveled!" The Big Black Ox laughed.

"Try running twenty to thirty thousand miles day and night, non-stop," Chu Feng grumbled. He added that the crucial part was constantly getting off course and needing to correct his direction.

The two oxen had a guest who also followed along. When he saw it was Chu Feng, his mouth gaped open as if he had seen a ghost. It was the Black Bear King.

When Chu Feng first came to Kunlun, this Black Bear personally accompanied him and sent him on a giant silver bird.

The Black Bear King was shocked. Looking at the resurrected Chu Feng, he said nothing, turned, and walked away to make a call.

Chu Feng was speechless. He had thought this old bear was going to greet him warmly and get close, but he never expected such a reaction.

Feeling uneasy, the Black Bear King immediately called his grandson, Xiong Kun. He roared at him, "You cub, you didn't trick your dad this time, did you trick your grandpa instead?"

Xiong Kun, far away in Shuntian, was bewildered. "What's wrong with this old man?" he wondered. He was yelling at him for no reason, almost bursting his eardrums.

"Grandpa, what happened?" Xiong Kun asked cautiously.

The Black Bear King lowered his voice and said, "You haven't been cursing Demon King Chu outside recently, have you?"

From a distance, Chu Feng, whose hearing was now exceptionally sharp, heard it directly. He was instantly speechless, wanting to say, "You damn bear, so you were feeling guilty!"

In Shuntian, Xiong Kun felt baffled. Although he had wanted to curse Chu Feng earlier to feel better, because he had been severely suppressed back then.

However, in the end, he hesitated again. Influenced by Hu Sheng, he had become a bit superstitious and didn't dare to publicly curse. He was also afraid that the two oxen on Kunlun Mountain would cause trouble for his grandpa.

"No, I didn't say anything this time. What's wrong? Isn't he dead?" Xiong Kun said.

"Good that you didn't. Shut your mouth, and don't speak ill of King Chu ever again!" The Old Bear King warned, his voice extremely stern, then hung up directly.

In Shuntian, Xiong Kun was instantly petrified.

His group of dubious friends were all confused, asking him what was going on.

"Something's not right!" Xiong Kun, with his broad shoulders and strong build, looked like a brute but wasn't foolish. He pondered his grandpa's words, shivered, and grew suspicious.

When Hu Sheng, Lu Qing, and others learned what had happened, they all felt their hair stand on end, exchanged glances, and could barely believe it. They were all scared witless.

That day, a rumor spread within Shuntian City, claiming that Demon King Chu might not be dead.

"Where did this news come from? It's ridiculous! The Vatican has already confirmed he's dead, so why would anyone say he's alive?"

The Peacock lineage, the Azure Wolf Clan, and others all scoffed, refusing to believe it.

"He's still alive?" Jiang Luoshen asked, surprised, her eyes wide.

"That's impossible. There were confirmed reports that he died in the West, and now he's alive again? It must be a rumor; it's not credible." Xia Qianyu shook her head.

Major forces also remained skeptical after hearing this news, as it had no basis whatsoever.

In Kunlun, after speaking with his grandson Xiong Kun, the Black Bear King immediately felt relieved. His confidence surged, and his large black face broke into a wide smile. He rushed towards Chu Feng, gave him a bear hug, and continuously uttered auspicious words.

"Surviving such a catastrophe means great future blessings! Brother Chu is destined to become a saint and ancestor; we'll rely on your guidance from now on!" The Black Bear King's enthusiasm was sickeningly sweet.

He had formally entered Kunlun Mountain and become a member here. It was also out of necessity, as he was too close to this place and had been conscripted, not daring to disobey. From now on, he would have a mountain peak here.

Now, he was effectively tied to Kunlun's war chariot. If they won a great victory, he would gain many benefits; if they lost, he would suffer greatly alongside them.

Chu Feng's return, alive, startled the kings. Soon after, a group of kings burst into the Ox King Palace. After seeing him with their own eyes, each of them was incredibly shocked.

The Horse King was a bald giant, a full ten feet tall. He laughed heartily, "I knew Brother Chu wasn't someone destined for an early death. He's blessed with great fortune and destiny, truly a good match for my daughter."

He brought up his daughter again, causing the group to burst into laughter, much to Chu Feng's exasperation.

"Brother Chu, what exactly happened? Tell us," a beautiful woman in palace attire, with flowing green hair, skin like congealed fat, and clear, bright eyes, gracefully walked over. She was none other than the Pan King of the Pansidong.

The group of kings from Kunlun Mountain questioned him. Chu Feng couldn't hide it, so he briefly explained what had happened.

After a long while, silence still reigned. Everyone was shocked, drawing in cold breaths. For days, they had been applauding and praising the formidable figure who had caused chaos in the West, never imagining it was Chu Feng!

One earth-shattering event after another truly tested the resilience of everyone's nerves.

"Everyone, don't reveal my brother's situation for now; let's keep it stable!" the Big Black Ox advised.

This was a decision he, the Yellow Ox, and Chu Feng had discussed. Because a major battle was imminent, if it were immediately revealed that Chu Feng was the mysterious figure who had caused such a stir in the Western world, it would undoubtedly trigger a huge storm.

At that time, terrifying powerhouses who had broken through six shackles, such as the Old Lion, the Black Dragon King, and the Old Vampire King Va, would likely grow envious. They would all set their sights on him and would undoubtedly try to kill him first.

"Once we get rid of those old monsters, we won't be afraid!" the Yellow Ox said.

"Good!" The Mastiff King nodded. He was an unparalleled powerhouse who had broken through six shackles, and his influence in Kunlun Mountain was immense.

When the kings dispersed, Chu Feng immediately asked the Yellow Ox to check if his realm was stable and if there were any issues.

"Very stable!" The Yellow Ox was surprised. It could only attribute this to Chu Feng having consolidated his evolutionary achievements through numerous battles in the West.

"Good, then I can rest assured!" Chu Feng was overjoyed. He prepared to plant the seed to evolve himself once more.

In the evening, a piece of news shook the world. It was rumored that the Old Lion and the Old Vampire were observing the terrain near Kunlun Mountain, preparing for the decisive battle!

At the same time, another piece of news spread: Vanlin, the ancient yoga master from India, had also arrived in Kunlun. For the past two days, he had been continuously practicing his breathing techniques, allowing his power to climb to its highest level.

Then, another piece of news moved people: Schiller had also set off and was about to arrive at the Kunlun battlefield!

Everyone realized that the final decisive battle was about to erupt.