Chapter 309: Silver Substance

"How is that impossible? It's silver right now," Chu Feng said. His pores opened, exchanging energy with the outside world, and silver light erupted, spilling from his body.

The black substance transformed into silver, mixing with the energy within his body, intermingling and spreading evenly.

The Yellow Ox seemed stunned, finding it hard to believe.

"What's going on?" Chu Feng asked in a low voice, understanding that it was no simple matter to make the Yellow Ox lose its composure.

"There's no need to discuss the origin of the black substance; you already know it's extraordinarily rare, an absolute treasure-grade material," the Yellow Ox began. "But for it to turn silver—that's only a legend."

The Yellow Ox very seriously explained that its transformation into silver was highly abnormal. Even hearing about it, let alone seeing or touching it, was considered legendary.

It was simply too unusual; even during the refinement processes of demon saints, no one had ever witnessed its mutation. There had only been occasional rumors of it when it was used by later generations.

However, no one had ever come forward to confirm it.

"It's rumored that this silver substance can help one achieve a Bodhisattva's golden body," the Yellow Ox continued. "But there are also legends that it can cause Bodhisattva-level evolvers to regress in power or even die."

According to the Yellow Ox, this silver substance was a mutation, a variant of the black substance, and inherently unpredictable. No one could truly say what changes it might bring.

Furthermore, there were astonishing legends. According to the notes of some ancient powerful beings, the silver substance had once enabled a minor demon to eventually find the path to sainthood.

Conversely, there were also horrifying tales of the silver substance leading to the downfall of saints!

Chu Feng's expression shifted repeatedly. As the Yellow Ox explained, the silver substance was fraught with uncertainty, and the changes it might bring were entirely unpredictable.

Perhaps it would act like an ancient beast, dragging peerless prodigies down into the mundane world, tormenting them like a nightmare throughout their lives until the host perished.

Conversely, it might also be a glimmer of opportunity for sainthood, offering hope and leading to a brighter future, ultimately culminating in supreme achievement.

The Yellow Ox was extremely solemn, urging Chu Feng to be cautious and observe closely. This silver substance was simply too enigmatic; it was said that even Bodhisattvas and Demon Saints among the evolvers might not be able to analyze it thoroughly.

This was due to the lack of actual specimens and samples.

Once obtained by someone, who would dare to publicize it? They would likely be immediately captured by the magnates among the evolvers and studied like a lab rat.

"Isn't this even worse than the black substance? Is my situation more dire?" Chu Feng's heart was a maelstrom of anxiety.

The Yellow Ox offered comfort. "You can't quite say that," it began. "The black substance is currently incurable. For someone at your level, once infected, you can only hope to delay its onset; there's no one on Earth right now who can purify it for you. But the silver substance is different. It's a variable, full of all sorts of possibilities."

"So, the black substance I previously had was akin to a death warrant, meaning my end was inevitable once the time came," Chu Feng mused. "But the appearance of this silver substance is like reaching a crossroads. I might die, or perhaps suffer something worse than death and fall into an even more terrifying hell. Of course, there's also a chance I'll survive, and even thrive."

"Therefore, with the silver substance's appearance, various possibilities will unfold. You must seize this opportunity!" the Yellow Ox warned.

In fact, the Yellow Ox also found itself in a predicament; this situation had long exceeded its ability to control. It couldn't even help Chu Feng alleviate or delay the substance's effects anymore.

"In those legends, what did people who possessed the silver substance do?" Chu Feng asked. "Weren't any secret accounts passed down?"

"Only fragmented pieces, which would be of little use to you," the Yellow Ox replied. "Rumor has it that the silver substance only appears in the ten strongest stellar worlds. It hasn't been seen in the outside world, and very few people even know of its existence."

The Yellow Ox had only unexpectedly learned of this from notes left by its predecessors. This information was indeed of immense significance, involving demon saints and the secret demise of Bodhisattvas.

Who would dare to let such a secret spread? It would likely provoke the most powerful beings to eliminate them. The less widely known anything that jeopardized them, the better; no one wished for such information to become public.

After the call ended, Chu Feng's expression remained unsettled.

In his view, the silver substance's appearance was incredibly peculiar and abrupt.

For the past few days, he had continuously practiced his breathing technique without any progress. He couldn't dispel the black substance at all, and there had been no changes within his body.

Yet today, due to intense emotional fluctuations, he tried again, and this sudden mutation occurred. It was incredibly abrupt.

"Huh?!"

He once again circulated his breathing technique, and his body was indeed different. An inexplicable change had occurred, gradually filling him with excitement!

The sluggish energy within his body had begun to flow slowly once more, no longer feeling trapped in a quagmire. His pores radiated a brilliant silver light, becoming increasingly radiant.

Most notably, his heart gradually began to glow, as if forged from silver, radiating a vibrant life force. Its beats were strong and powerful, like the rhythmic pounding of a celestial drum.

That day, winds of change swept across the land, shaking every region as several supreme masters emerged from seclusion. They departed from their respective famous mountains and began to act in concert.

The Huashan Sect Master, the Golden-Winged Great Peng King, spread its wings and soared, traveling eastward and sweeping through various regions as if searching for something specific.

The Kongtong Sect Master, the Mountain Turtle—the longest-living king-level creature—descended the mountain, divining as it went. Though known for its gentle disposition, it declared that day its intention to hunt certain individuals.

Next, from the Shu Mountain Sword Palace, sword light pierced the sky as its two palace masters executed their sword-controlling techniques, traversing heaven and earth. They too had set out.

Soon after, the elderly Taiji Grandmaster from Wudang Mountain descended, heading north.

Before long, people also witnessed the Kunlun Mastiff King traveling eastward and the Taihang Mountain White Snake moving through the ice and snow. These sights utterly astonished the world.

So many figures had emerged, all top-tier kings and the most powerful beings in the East, and they were all acting on the same day. What were they doing?

Many suspected that another great war was about to erupt.

Could the sea race have secretly landed, provoking these masters to emerge from seclusion and seek revenge for Dragon and Tiger Mountain?

One powerful individual would be formidable enough, but this was an entire group. If they decided to sweep through, who could possibly resist? Once they united, not just one force, but even several top-tier factions would be annihilated.

Finally, a rumor spread: all the kings had risen in concert to defend a single individual.

"Is this defying heaven itself? One person has mobilized so many masters!"

But this was no longer a secret; it was eventually revealed that Chu Feng was behind it. He had contacted the various powerful figures, asking them to act and hunt down certain culprits.

The full story came to light: the Great Black Ox and his companions, while traveling east, had been ambushed. Certain powerful individuals had attempted to ruthlessly eliminate them, provoking Chu Feng and prompting him to summon a group of supreme kings.

People were astonished, then gasped in disbelief. This was an incredibly grand gesture, as figures like the Golden-Winged Great Peng King and the Kongtong Sect Master, both ranked among the top ten masters in the East, had all taken action for one person.

Recently, many had been watching, eager to see what chain of reactions and changes would unfold after Chu Feng's incident.

While some worried, others watched indifferently, even gloating, believing that someone would surely emerge to target him.

Yet, in that moment, all factions were horrified. Even with Chu Feng's current predicament, the power he could mobilize was terrifyingly immense. The fact that he could directly prompt such a group of top-tier kings to act was truly frightening.

All parties were now assessing whether this enraged group could instantly obliterate major factions.

That very night, the old turtle of Kongtong Mountain found a clue. Its divination was somewhat eerie and terrifying, pointing to a general direction.

Subsequently, all the kings mobilized, heading into Gansu province. Following various clues, they reached the frozen banks of the Yellow River.

They broke through the ice and snow and plunged into the river.

The battle, though initially fierce, was very brief. While masters were indeed lurking beneath the river, they stood no chance against the kings' relentless pursuit.

"The Yellow River Millennium Carp Demon—it was the one who ambushed the Great Black Ox and his companions!"

Shortly after, the news leaked and spread to the outside world.

This group of top-tier kings was incredibly swift and efficient. That very night, they launched a thunderous rescue, obliterating the carp's lair and killing the culprits, acting with overwhelming power and dominance.

Someone rushed to the scene and found the remains of the colossal carp demon on the Yellow River bank, encased in ice and snow. The sight was somewhat horrifying and yet profoundly intimidating.

People also discovered the presence of sea creatures; a walrus was surprisingly found hiding in the Yellow River, colluding with the carp demon, and was also killed.

This made land-based beings realize that even with the icy weather, unsuitable for sea creatures to travel and unfavorable for them to land, the sea race had still not entirely given up their ambitions.

Two masters who had broken six shackles were located and killed that very day, shaking all sides and extinguishing the ambitions of many who had initially harbored malicious intentions.

Everyone was awestruck, realizing that provoking Devil King Chu was indeed exceedingly troublesome. So many masters owed him favors; once he spoke, it could undoubtedly trigger an immense upheaval.

The outside world could not remain calm; there was an uproar, and people debated heatedly.

In the eyes of many, even if Chu Feng were to withdraw from the stage of extraordinary beings and return to a mundane life, he was still not someone to be easily provoked. He remained a figure capable of shifting the tides of fortune.

Inside the Jade Void Palace, a sense of quietude prevailed.

Chu Feng received the message, his brows slightly furrowed. A white crane from the Shu Mountain Sword Palace had informed him that various signs indicated someone on land had initiated the plot, commissioning the Yellow River Carp Demon and others to ambush the Great Black Ox and his companions.

However, the clues ended there; they had not found the mastermind behind the attack.

Chu Feng nodded, acknowledging the information.

He knew that if they claimed the clues had run dry, further investigation on his part would be futile.

At that moment, his mind was not on the incident but rather on observing the changes within himself, which were indeed far too peculiar.

The so-called silver substance was continuously changing, occasionally reverting to black and emitting dark light, a phenomenon he found difficult to comprehend.

Furthermore, when it transformed into the silver substance, the energy within his body not only recovered and flowed unimpeded but also became extraordinarily smooth, fierce, and even more dominant.

However, once it reverted to the black substance, it was as if he had fallen back into a quagmire.

"Oscillation!"

Chu Feng perceived this as a form of oscillation: when the substance was black, he felt at his weakest, hitting a low point; but once it transformed into silver, he became more vibrant and exceptionally powerful than ever before.

Chu Feng continued his research, recognizing that the silver substance was fraught with uncertainty and countless possibilities!

Hope stirred within him, for even in the face of death, opportunity presented itself.