Chapter 284: The Great Sea and Land Battle

In the early morning, the peaks of Mount Song were covered in the glow of dawn. Not only the ancient temples but even the ancient pines and cypresses shimmered with golden light, as if bathed in divine radiance.

Bell chimes resonated softly. The light golden temples, imbued with a sense of Zen, seemed to transcend the mundane world.

Chu Feng knew the situation was critical. To save lives, he prepared to depart immediately. After greeting the old ape and bidding farewell to his parents, he leaped down from the peak.

He landed in the mountainous terrain like a falling meteor, causing the ground to crack and shake violently. Ice and snow splattered everywhere, threatening an avalanche.

The heavy snow had long stopped, but only the ancient temples on the mountaintop and the mountain paths had been cleared by the Great Forest Temple's apes. Other areas remained covered in white.

Chu Feng sprinted forward like a human supersonic jet. Rocks and trees exploded upon contact with him, unable to obstruct his path.

Since the anomalies and the appearance of folded space, Mount Song and Dragon-Tiger Mountain were now approximately eight thousand kilometers apart.

Chu Feng held nothing back, speeding all the way. Saving lives was like fighting a fire; he ran with all his might.

Of course, he couldn't push himself to the point of physical damage. Whenever his body overheated, threatening to burn, he would slow down. Otherwise, even if he reached Dragon-Tiger Mountain, he would be too exhausted to fight.

As the sun rose, life force permeated everything.

On this warm morning, everyone's peace was shattered.

News poured in from the south, one piece after another, like active volcanoes erupting.

Mount Hua's sect master, the Golden-Winged Great Peng King, was reportedly dead; Kunlun Mountain's peerless master, the Mastiff King, was slain...

It all happened too suddenly!

When the news arrived, it was no less than a tsunami, like a meteor striking the earth. A decisive battle had erupted at Dragon-Tiger Mountain, and land-based powerhouses were bleeding. One piece of grim news followed another.

Days earlier, the marine race had allied and launched a major assault on Dragon-Tiger Mountain, aiming to capture this "capital" of Taoism. Experts from various land factions had also rushed there.

Who could have imagined that a world-shattering war would unfold there, threatening to rewrite the entire land's order?

This morning, the bloody conflict reached its climax. Kings roared, heroes battled fiercely, and Dragon-Tiger Mountain was stained red with blood.

The peerless powerhouses of the land suffered heavy blows, with a high probability of ninety percent being wiped out. They fought truly to the point of madness.

"The White Snake of Taihang Mountain, so powerful it coiled like a massive peak, yet... it also fell. Half its body was severed by a single sword!"

"The chest of the Jade Void Palace Master was pierced, spilling blood across the Taoist ancestral ground!"

As the news broke, the four corners of the world were shaken.

It was like mountains and seas bursting their dams, sweeping across the land; everyone was stunned.

Overnight, renowned land-based experts were either defeated or killed. The dead piled up, the injured bled on Dragon-Tiger Mountain.

Next, news came that a master from the Eight Scenery Palace had an arm severed and was trapped on Dragon-Tiger Mountain's summit.

Soon, more distressing news emerged: the old grandmaster of Wudang Mountain reportedly fought covered in blood, but was overwhelmed by blades and swords, his fate unknown.

It was a morning of brilliant dawn, yet it instilled fear. Everything was too sudden; in just one night, news of the land's creatures being defeated shook the world.

The marine race!

All of this was the doing of the marine race, in a decisive battle against the land's experts at Dragon-Tiger Mountain.

Even the warm sun could not dispel the chill from people's bodies. Unease spread everywhere; everyone felt their scalps tingle and fear rise within them. This was an unthinkable situation.

What was the marine race doing? Had they gone mad? Wiping out the land's powerhouses like this – were they preparing for a full-scale invasion?

The world was about to change!

"I can't believe this is true," someone exclaimed. "Renowned land masters falling one after another, it's unimaginable!"

"The world has been turned upside down! Are the marine races going to rule the land from now on?!"

Like a raging flood, no place could remain peaceful.

People were in a panic; many felt intense unease and profound fear.

At this moment, Chu Feng wasn't paying attention to any of this. He was focused solely on his journey, completely unaware of the explosive news that morning.

Bathed in dawn's glow, he continuously practiced his breathing technique. His long legs were incredibly powerful; each step on the ground, each leap, carried him two or three li forward.

Such speed was incomprehensible to ordinary people—a person of flesh and blood capable of this feat.

It was no different from the legends of ancient terrestrial immortals, traversing primeval lands, traveling to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, capable of covering tens of thousands of li in a single day.

Chu Feng's feet glowed, each landing erupting with astonishing energy. He was performing his divine foot technique, stepping over wide rivers in a single stride.

Even when a mountain blocked his path, he could surge up and leap directly to its summit. Rocks occasionally exploded along his route. He couldn't fly, yet he was faster than a bird.

Finally, he grew tired and slowed his pace.

This fatigue primarily stemmed from his body's excessively high temperature. He was like a furnace, continuously emitting white mist, with energy light even bursting from his pores.

Chu Feng walked slowly, breathing deeply to recover his energy. He drew in the dispersed energy between heaven and earth, integrating it with his physical body, allowing him to gradually relax and his body temperature to return to normal.

His communicator rang; it was Lu Tong.

"I'm on my way, already covered more than half the distance. Don't worry, I'll get there as soon as possible!" Chu Feng said, thinking Lu Tong was urging him.

He had been running at full speed, leaving five thousand kilometers of mountains and rivers behind him. With about three thousand kilometers remaining, he planned to rest for a while longer and then run the rest of the way without stopping.

"I'm a little regretful," Lu Tong sighed. "I'm not urging you to rush to Dragon-Tiger Mountain. It's already a slaughterhouse. Don't go!"

"What happened?" Chu Feng asked, astonished.

"Haven't you seen the latest news? No, better not. Chu Feng, remember, staying alive is most important. Come back quickly!" Lu Tong's voice was low.

Chu Feng was puzzled and quickly checked the news page on his communicator.

He froze instantly: Renowned land-based experts suffered setbacks, bleeding on Dragon-Tiger Mountain?!

The Mastiff King of Kunlun Mountain dead in battle?!

The blood-stained feathers of the White Crane from Shu Mountain Sword Palace scattered everywhere!

Chu Feng's heart sank after reading just a few pieces of news. This was too unexpected, sending a shiver down his spine. How horrific must the battle have been to reach such a state?

He knew well that those people were incredibly powerful masters, yet they were either dead or wounded. This battle was truly terrifying.

Chu Feng couldn't be sure if the news was true, but if it was, the existing order would be completely shattered!

"Hmm?!"

Suddenly, he saw a piece of news accompanied by an image: The old grandmaster of Wudang Mountain was besieged by the marine race, covered in blood, his Taoist robe torn, his white hair matted with blood.

This was a scene from the battle at Dragon-Tiger Mountain, captured and released.

A grim expression appeared on Chu Feng's face, fiery light flared around him, and he clenched his fists. His heart felt heavy; he *had* to go and join this battle!

Whenever Chu Feng faced hardship or crisis, this elder had always stood by his side, earning his deep gratitude.

Now, seeing the elder's hair and beard stained with blood, his heart tightened. Even knowing the extreme danger, he resolved to go.

"Even if the news is true, the marine race must have paid a terrible price. To deal with those formidable figures on land who have broken free of the six shackles, it's impossible for them to not shed blood!"

Chu Feng started trying to contact Yellow Ox and Black Ox, but couldn't get through. Both oxen were unreachable.

His expression grew solemn. He tried contacting the Northeast Tiger and Donkey King next, but again, there was no response; no one answered his calls.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and resumed his frantic run. This time, he was even faster, not stopping along the way, traversing mountains and valleys as if flying.

Finally, Chu Feng neared Dragon-Tiger Mountain. His skin was crimson, and wisps of vital energy steamed from his pores. He had run too fast.

Over three thousand kilometers was no easy journey, filled with various obstacles, yet he arrived in just half an hour.

Dragon-Tiger Mountain had become a gathering point of activity in recent days. For several days, the area had been filled with many mutated humans and creatures.

These individuals weren't powerful enough to ascend the mountain; they had merely rushed there after hearing the news.

Especially this morning, news of the decisive land-sea battle caused immense commotion. Many were terrified, but some daring individuals had come to observe.

Chu Feng remained calm. He didn't immediately rush forward, knowing that what had happened had already happened, and rushing now would be useless.

He was adjusting himself, preparing to ascend the mountain in peak condition. He intended to join the battle, but would not recklessly throw his life away out of anger or impulse.

If things became impossible, he would retreat. He wouldn't sacrifice himself needlessly; as long as he survived, he would settle scores with the marine race eventually.

Of course, he would first do his utmost to charge in and attempt to rescue some people.

While resting and recovering his strength, Chu Feng checked the news, trying to understand the full situation as much as possible.

All the fighting was happening on Dragon-Tiger Mountain, yet why had no one escaped? Chu Feng was initially surprised, but after a closer look, he understood the situation.

On the mountain, there was a mysterious spatial realm. Both the marine race and the land's kings had charged into it, vying for creation. Even if defeated, it was difficult to escape; those people were trapped inside.

"Black Ox?!"

Suddenly, the latest news on his communicator displayed several images that made divine light burst forth from Chu Feng's eyes.

A powerful marine expert, with long, pale golden hair, stood heroically on Dragon-Tiger Mountain. He held a bloody ox horn, then threw it to the ground and stepped on it.

Chu Feng's pupils constricted; it looked exactly like Black Ox's horn!

Beneath the golden-haired marine man's feet were also white crane feathers and the arm of a human expert. The scene was somewhat horrifying.

The Sea God Tiger!

This golden-haired man was from the ocean, belonging to the Sea God Tiger clan. His strength was terrifyingly high. He had once stood on Dragon-Tiger Mountain, coldly challenging anyone to fight him.

"Big Blackie!" Chu Feng's heart ached. Had Black Ox been severely injured by this golden-haired man? The only thing that allowed him to remain composed was the absence of Black Ox's corpse in the images.

"Hmm?!"

Soon, Chu Feng's body trembled. He saw a corner of a blood-stained garment under the golden-haired marine man's foot, closely resembling the small clothing Yellow Ox used to wear.

This made Chu Feng's heart churn, filling him with anxiety.

Impatience surged within him, energy boiling, vital energy rising and falling like an ocean, emitting an extremely terrifying aura.

There was no time to delay. He couldn't wait any longer. He strode forward, nearing Dragon-Tiger Mountain, ready to engage in a bloody battle there at any cost!