Chapter 338: A Squeeze to Death

In a hotel at the foot of Mount Tai.

Chu Feng was covered in black soot and still looked like he had been burned. He was in no hurry to treat his injuries; with his current strength and mastery of the ultimate breathing technique, it was impossible for scars to remain on his body.

Even when he was in the Awakening Realm, he had experienced injuries healing quickly without leaving scars.

Not to mention the amazing recovery abilities he gained after breaking through the heart's shackles!

He was now at the foot of Mount Tai, patiently waiting for various parties to arrive.

Advancing to the Fengchan sacrificial grounds was a major undertaking, and no one would act rashly. After the initial agreement, all parties had returned to make preparations.

"Isn't this too risky? Cooperating with them is like making a deal with the devil," the old Wudang grandmaster said, frowning. He was genuinely worried about Chu Feng.

By now, he realized Chu Feng was taking increasingly bigger risks. The commotion he caused at Purple Gold Mountain was already astonishing; now he intended to go to the Fengchan grounds?

"There's something I haven't told you yet, senior," Chu Feng said with a smile, revealing a subtle energy fluctuation. Though faint, the grandmaster, being so close, still sensed it.

"You..." The grandmaster suddenly stood up, clearly sensing Chu Feng's recovery. The dormant vital energy was terrifying, befitting a peerless master!

The old grandmaster was truly stunned. When Chu Feng descended the mountain to find a way out in the secular world, intending to use the power of the financial groups to recover, he had harbored many concerns.

Indeed, at Purple Gold Mountain, how many formidable experts wanted to kill Chu Feng? Without the Eight Trigrams fire's immolation, who could have stopped them?!

Yet, Chu Feng had succeeded, and his strength was now fully restored!

Now, it was truly like a dragon returning to the sea or a tiger roaring in the mountains. Chu Feng's combat prowess had long been proven; he alone could sweep aside a group of top-tier kings.

With his strength restored, even if he stood amidst the financial groups surrounded by hostile individuals, he had nothing to fear!

The old grandmaster was speechless; he knew Chu Feng was planning to trick people.

In the room, Chu Feng demonstrated Tai Chi. It was completely different now: one hand was as white as jade, the other as black as ink. He drew circles and arcs, his movements graceful and agile, flowing and imbued with Dao rhythm.

Afterward, light emanated from him, but the energy was perfectly controlled.

"Indeed, your martial arts have progressed, your mastery is astonishing," the old grandmaster said with satisfaction. Chu Feng had begun practicing Tai Chi when he had no energy in his body, and now, with his recovery, his progress was incomparable.

He had just witnessed Chu Feng's Tai Chi practice manifest supernatural abilities, with black and white light gushing forth, absolutely terrifying. If he were to fight someone, his Tai Chi strikes would be invincible!

This was because he himself had long ago developed supernatural abilities through martial arts practice, and he deeply understood how powerful one became at this level.

The old grandmaster felt relieved.

After finishing his martial arts demonstration, Chu Feng began to examine himself internally, studying his Fiery Golden Eyes. How could he conceal them when not in use? Otherwise, it would be too bothersome, seeing the essence of everything he looked at.

While the beautiful "sights" in the world were indeed pleasing to the eye, there were also many less pleasant things that were truly an eyesore.

"Hmm, just reduce the energy, it's that simple!?" Chu Feng's expression was odd.

He found that there was an incredibly abundant, almost ridiculously high, amount of energy around his eyes. He only needed to suppress it for the Fiery Golden Eyes to disappear.

After the Purple Gold Mountain incident, they had immediately set off, riding on a beast king's back to the foot of Mount Tai. Only now did he have time to ponder this.

The special ability of Fiery Golden Eyes was rare even in the powerful legendary star worlds, and its activation was mysterious and difficult to explain.

Next, Chu Feng began to study the domain arts.

With the Dragon Lady's consent, he had already destroyed the underwater stone carvings, having committed them to memory, mainly fearing exposure of the information about the Eight Trigrams Furnace recorded within.

He pondered, recalling the stone carvings.

Beside him were numerous yellowed, tattered books—fragments ranging from over twenty pages to just a few—all sent by various major forces for his study.

After experiencing the terrain of the Eight Trigrams Furnace at Purple Gold Mountain and witnessing the revival of ancient domains, Chu Feng had gained immensely. Now, studying these fragments, his understanding was profound.

Over the next few days, his mastery of domain arts significantly improved.

In just a few days, the major forces had largely completed their preparations, and many people had already arrived at the foot of Mount Tai.

The masters of Jade Void Palace and Eight Scenery Palace were displeased. This was originally their designated training ground, which they had intended to claim entirely, but now it was to be divided among a group of kings?

Several days passed, and Chu Feng's burns had mostly healed, which was reasonable.

At this moment, he was eating a bright red fruit. It was fragrant, melted in his mouth, and filled his mouth with sweet, refreshing juice—utterly tempting.

"So this is an exotic fruit?" As a food lover, Chu Feng felt deeply ashamed that he was only now tasting an exotic fruit.

This was a gesture from the financial groups, a whole box of them. He was eating them as if they were ordinary fruits. To secure his cooperation, those people had sent many valuable gifts.

Previously, he had evolved using pollen and dared not consume exotic fruits because the yellow ox had warned him of side effects, fearing it might affect his future achievements.

But now things were different. With the small black-and-white grinding disc formed, none of this would be an issue in the future, and consuming exotic fruits would no longer hinder his path of evolution.

The only drawback was that the small grinding disc was still undergoing transformation. To maintain internal tranquility, he dared not rashly break through the remaining shackles, wanting to safely navigate this period.

"There must be many exotic fruits in the inaccessible areas of Mount Tai. When the time comes, I'll collect them all and take them to the Eight Trigrams Furnace to refine elixirs."

Chu Feng, restless after long periods of stillness, went outside. Having studied domain art books, he now wished to practice them in a real setting.

Fengchan involves "Feng," the sacrifice to Heaven, and "Chan," the sacrifice to Earth.

Clearly, the site for the Heaven sacrifice was at the summit of Mount Tai, while the Earth sacrifice was at its foot.

Chu Feng had people transport magnetic stones, jade blocks, and other materials to the Earth sacrifice site at the foot of the mountain, where he intended to conduct his research.

After the world's transformation, the Earth sacrifice site had also changed, becoming much vaster.

Soon, this area became his experimental ground. Before the actual ascent, he continuously arranged the layout of this zone, forbidding ordinary people from approaching.

All major financial groups and many influential forces had arrived, and they were currently fulfilling his requests, cooperating as much as possible to allow him to quietly research and improve his domain art mastery.

In just two days, the area became enveloped in a misty haze, impenetrable to outsiders. Chu Feng had set up a domain layer covering the site, and inside, he quietly inscribed symbols.

"Heh, not bad, quite skilled."

Just then, a calm voice echoed from within the domain Chu Feng had established. Someone had forcefully entered and was praising his domain mastery.

This area was originally shrouded in mist, seemingly cut off from the outside world, yet now a top-tier king had entered, and not in a very friendly manner.

"Who are you, and how did you get in?" Chu Feng asked.

"You're too reliant on your own abilities. This isn't some high-difficulty domain. You just carved some mist symbols, do you really think it can make everyone lost and keep them out?" the person scoffed.

Clearly, he understood some domain symbols; while not an expert, this misty illusion couldn't disorient him.

"What do you want?" Chu Feng asked.

This was a middle-aged man, appearing to be in his forties, a formidable king who also understood domain arts.

"I came here to witness your domain strength firsthand, and more importantly, to know if the disaster at Purple Gold Mountain was intentionally caused by you?" the middle-aged man inquired.

Evidently, he was very suspicious, believing that the fiery immolation of many experts there was closely related to Chu Feng.

"What do you think?" Chu Feng replied.

"It seems you don't have that much power after all; your mastery is still far from sufficient," the middle-aged man said, his expression confident.

Then he added, "However, your domain abilities are decent, and more importantly, you're very talented. I came here specifically to take you away."

Chu Feng was surprised. This person came not only to investigate but also to abduct him?

"Although I'm crippled, I still have some domain abilities. You're also a domain researcher, do you want to fight me?" Chu Feng asked.

"I am an evolver, and I understand some domain arts. At such close range, if I want to abduct you, do I even need domain techniques? You have no chance!" the middle-aged man said with a faint smile.

"I'm afraid you can't take me," Chu Feng replied.

"Are you waiting for the old Wudang grandmaster to protect you? He's been lured away," the newcomer stated.

"That's not fair," Chu Feng said, muttering to himself, "If I weren't crippled, I wouldn't be afraid at all."

Just then, another voice spoke, "It seems I overthought things. Your body is indeed problematic, and the Purple Gold Mountain incident was an accident. But this is even better; I'll take you back to the mountain."

Chu Feng had seen this person before. He was from Heaven's God Biotech, had walked with that old woman, and had a crimson mark between his brows. He was a strikingly handsome young man.

"Are you from beyond this realm?" Chu Feng frowned.

"It seems you know quite a bit. Could Nuoyi have told you? Hmm, but I advise you, don't be delusional; you're not worthy of Nuoyi," the man with the crimson mark between his brows smiled.

Chu Feng remained calm. "Twenty-one years ago, you were still young, so you couldn't have been among the first group of arrivals. You must be their descendant, perhaps related to that old woman?"

"She was merely my father's maidservant, fortunate enough to successfully descend with him back then," the man with the red mark on his brow said with a smile.

Chu Feng retorted mockingly, "That old woman is quite old. So, your father must also be an old monster, and you're his child with a woman from this world, a late-life son?"

The young man with the red mark on his brow showed a hint of annoyance. "We consider you talented, so we hope you won't provoke us."

"Is Nuoyi highly valued by your lineage?" Chu Feng asked.

"You are not qualified to know that yet. Join us, and you'll slowly learn later," the man with the red mark on his brow stated calmly.

At the same time, he brought up an old topic, mentioning that they possessed domain art books. For instance, the middle-aged man beside him had only grasped some superficial knowledge despite studying many texts.

"Come with me," the man with the crimson mark between his brows said.

"It seems your status isn't very high," Chu Feng remarked. "You're likely your father's illegitimate child left outside, not very knowledgeable about many things. Your reluctance to speak more is just to hide the fact that you don't know much."

"You're insolent!"

"I want to know if your father has emerged, and if he knows you're here?" Chu Feng asked.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. It's not yet time for him to emerge. Coming here to invite you doesn't require disturbing him."

Chu Feng smiled. "That puts my mind at ease."

The next moment, he simply raised his hand and lunged forward, grabbing the man who also understood domain arts with a bang. With a snap, he twisted his neck, breaking it instantly.

"You..." The man was still in shock as he died. He was a king who had broken six shackles; how could he be so vulnerable, killed by a cripple?

"Did you really think I was easy to bully? Compared to domain arts, I prefer to act directly!" Chu Feng smiled.

The expression of the man with the crimson mark between his brows changed. He knew he was in trouble. How was this person crippled? He was clearly waiting for people to come to his door. He decisively retreated, about to flee.

But it was too late. With a bang, Chu Feng, moving with ghostly speed, caught up to him, grabbed him by the neck, lifted him straight up, and pulled him close.

"How is this possible?!" The man with the crimson mark between his brows cried out in shock, anger, and shame. Was he truly so weak?

"Alright, let's talk about matters beyond this realm. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind squeezing you to death!" Chu Feng said coldly.

At this moment, the young man was utterly disheartened. He found it ridiculous: a crippled person had so easily subdued him, a descendant of an arrival, and it truly seemed like he could be crushed with a single hand. What kind of monster was this? It was terrifying—a native who could contend with the prodigies from beyond this realm!

How could he have known that after Chu Feng's body developed the black-and-white grinding disc, his strength would skyrocket, with the energy in his physical body becoming immensely purer, causing his combat power to surge?

Beyond this realm, only the inheritors of supreme Daoist traditions might possess such a thing within their bodies, and even then, these were legacies left by their predecessors.