Chapter 475: Ascending the Platform to Overlook the World

A colossal altar, resembling a majestic mountain, stretched across the land.

The moment Chu Feng approached, he felt a crushing weight, as if carrying the sky. As he stepped onto the single path paved with bluestone, his bones creaked.

At that moment, he felt like a tiny insect facing the vast starry sky, confronted by immeasurable grandeur and ancient, boundless distances.

Standing there, he felt as if his body would be crushed to pieces. The overwhelming, immense, and magnificent oppressive force, combined with a suffocating atmosphere, threatened to tear him apart.

The altar was ancient, having stood for countless ages. Its stone steps formed the sole path to its summit.

Chu Feng struggled to advance, his spiritual energy intensely focused and radiating from his forehead. He meticulously analyzed the energy field, then resolutely continued his ascent.

No matter how perilous the ascent, he had no choice but to push forward against the odds!

Because if he missed this opportunity, he would likely never get another chance. Both the Penglai disciples and the geniuses from outside the domain already knew his objective.

“Where do you think you’re going?!”

The Great Qi Imperial Prince was the first to strike. He had been guarding this dimensional space and, having failed to intercept Chu Feng earlier, saw him escape and burst into this area.

Almost instantly, his fist erupted with a dragon's roar, his body enveloped in dragon qi. His colossal fist intent, like a blazing sun streaking across the sky, slammed towards Chu Feng’s back.

This prince was formidable; his true capabilities were awe-inspiring. He was a supreme master, surpassing even many ordinary holy sons.

As his fist intent roared, the entire area vibrated.

Evidently, this triggered dire consequences: the ancient altar's stone steps trembled, radiating light, and intricate field symbols surged, creating a terrifying pressure.

Due to external interference, the altar reawakened, emanating an even more terrifying aura!

Chu Feng shifted his position, evading the colossal fist intent, and simultaneously retaliated with swift movements.

He used floating magnetic stones to create an energy field, shielding himself and counteracting the altar’s pressure. He did not immediately deploy the Domain Suppressing Seal, preferring to save his most potent tool for critical moments.

Chu Feng worried the dark, precious seal wouldn't endure, as it was riddled with cracks and severely damaged.

Beams of light surged from the altar, a direct result of Qi Yu’s fist strike.

Chu Feng was incredibly agile, moving with the speed of a startled rabbit and the precision of a swooping falcon. He ascended dozens of meters in a flash, conquering many tiers of bluestone steps.

Behind him, Qi Yu halted, his face grim. He genuinely dared not make another rash move, much less pursue, because the altar had begun to glow and retaliate, sending him stumbling backward.

“Everyone, attack together! Interfere! Don’t give him a chance!” shouted Chen Rong, Miss of the Chen family from Penglai.

They were equally swift, arriving almost simultaneously. Immediately, bird cries, beast roars, and dazzling energy beams surged, engulfing the bluestone steps ahead.

Massive explosions echoed, sending them all stumbling backward. The energy strikes against the altar were met with a fierce counterattack, and some were nearly wounded.

The entire altar glowed, albeit faintly, but the aura it generated was utterly terrifying, like a prehistoric beast reawakening, poised to devour all living beings.

This ancient altar was clearly not something any ordinary person could attack.

They were profoundly shaken!

However, their faces also lit up with grim satisfaction. Chu Feng’s predicament on the altar was far worse than theirs; he was being obstructed by the surging runes and had been injured by the tremors.

Trickles of blood seeped from his nose and mouth.

Evidently, with the altar’s reawakening and their subsequent attacks, Chu Feng was enduring the worst of its retaliations.

“Haha… what folly! Attempting to ascend the altar like this makes him a sitting duck! Everyone, attack and finish him off!” Zhu Wuque roared with laughter.

The eyes of these divine sons and holy daughters gleamed brightly, like twin golden lamps. Their gazes were sharp and penetrating; they now knew precisely how to deal with Chu Feng.

“Boom!”

The next moment, Zhu Wuque transformed into his true form: a fierce, blood-red bird. It opened its beak and unleashed a brilliant torrent of light, sweeping over the immense, ancient, mountain-like altar.

Yuan Kun also revealed his true form, towering like a small mountain. He became a pale golden Vajra Ape, roaring and wielding a massive spiked club, which he swung powerfully forward.

A raging torrent of energy surged, like floodwaters from a breached dam, sweeping forward to engulf everything.

In an instant, several holy sons launched their attacks, and the area responded as if a cluster of volcanoes had reawakened, violently spewing lava. The sight was utterly horrifying.

Crucially, the altar’s response to such an assault was immediate; it erupted with an even more blinding light.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Four soft thuds sounded as four dragon-locking stakes emerged around Chu Feng, guarding him and creating a relatively small, yet secure, protected space.

Had it not been for these, he would undoubtedly have been torn apart, for the altar had grown incredibly terrifying, with layers of mysterious and complex symbols flowing like water.

The entire altar transitioned from ancient and unadorned to sparkling and crystalline, radiating an astonishing killing intent!

This was a site where ancient peoples sacrificed to the heavens, with old emperors participating and powerful beings constructing it. It tolerated no blasphemy!

Zhu Wuque, Yuan Kun, and the other attackers also paid a heavy price. Immediately, energy symbols overflowed, appearing cold and three-dimensional, as if metallic inscriptions branded onto the void.

Bang! Bang!

Zhu Wuque coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, his crimson feathers scattering as flames raged around him.

Yuan Kun let out a roar, and the spiked club in his hand flew out of his grasp. The web of skin between his thumb and forefinger was torn, and he too was sent hurtling backward, his mouth frothing with blood.

Although they had anticipated a backlash, its sheer intensity still startled them.

“We retreat and use our secret treasures to attack the altar and prevent his ascent!”

Someone suggested that, no matter what, they absolutely could not allow Chu Feng to succeed; he had to be stopped.

Because precious items were clearly visible on the altar: a large, five-colored jade table, seemingly prepared for giants, radiated auspicious light from the rare sacrificial offerings upon it.

Next, several secret treasures began to glow as they were launched directly towards the altar.

On the stone steps, Chu Feng’s expression changed. This was precisely what he feared most; his earlier hesitation about ascending the altar had stemmed from this very concern.

If others interfered during his ascent, the resulting chaos in the energy field would be extremely dangerous.

Energy field symbols erupted, billowing like terrifying waves across the altar, making the area extraordinarily perilous.

Though several secret treasures swiftly recoiled, two were still caught in the backlash, submerged by the energy field symbols. They cracked instantly, then exploded into fragments.

The expressions of Yuwen Feng, Zhu Wuque, Chen Rong, Lieshan, and others hardened. This place was too horrifying; attempting to intercept Chu Feng was proving excessively costly.

These were secret treasures—who could afford such a tremendous expenditure?

Most of their secret treasures had been destroyed during their journey across the star path; very few remained on each person.

On the altar, energy symbols pulsed relentlessly, and the four dragon-locking stakes swayed precariously, even developing cracks, threatening to snap.

“Haha!” Chen Rong laughed, ordering a damaged bronze pagoda to be launched at the altar.

This was a pagoda from the Visualization realm, but it had been partially melted by the solar fire essence from Chu Feng’s Vajra. Now, it was discarded and repurposed as an attack.

Crack!

The bronze pagoda disintegrated instantly, exploding with a roar.

However, even a damaged secret treasure from the Visualization realm, when it struck the altar, still triggered a powerful backlash.

Indeed, blinding light erupted from the altar, making Chu Feng’s position increasingly perilous. The four dragon-locking stakes successively developed cracks, then with a sharp crack, metal fragments flew outwards.

Chen Rong smiled in delight, while Zhu Wuque, Zi Luan, Zhan He, Bai Ling, and the others wore cold sneers, watching Chu Feng descend into a death trap.

However, events unfolded beyond their expectations: the dragon-locking stakes merely shed a layer of copper skin, revealing a more lustrous brass column beneath.

Only Chu Feng remained relatively calm. He knew the dragon-locking stakes were extraordinary artifacts and wouldn’t break so easily; they had behaved similarly within the Grand Supreme Eight Trigrams Furnace, shedding two layers of their seals.

This time was more intense, surprisingly causing them to shed an entire layer of brass skin!

True enough, the area temporarily stabilized.

Chu Feng exhaled slowly and put away the Domain Suppressing Seal. He had originally been prepared to activate it.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

As Chu Feng advanced, the four dragon-locking stakes moved in perfect synchronization, encircling him and standing firm on the stone steps, ensuring his safety.

Below, the eyes of the group constricted, and cold intent filled their faces, which had become exceedingly grim.

“Try again!”

Someone whispered, how could they simply allow Chu Feng to ascend? The items on the altar were too tempting: flat peaches, vermillion fruits, and other treasures glowed, still perfectly fresh. Consuming them would undoubtedly grant rapid evolution!

In an instant, ten secret treasures shot forth, all emitting blinding light, resembling ten suns streaking across the sky before colliding with the altar.

Boom!

Like celestial thunder descending from beyond the heavens, the deafening roar threatened to burst eardrums. The altar surged with terrifying radiance, its densely packed symbols becoming even more chilling.

In front of the altar, dozens of followers of the eight divine sons and holy daughters exploded on the spot, instantly dissolving into a mist of blood.

The altar’s backlash was devastatingly intense, surpassing everyone’s expectations. Chen Rong, Zhan He, Bai Ling, Zhu Wuque, and the others managed to dodge, but some of their followers were a step too slow and were utterly annihilated, body and soul.

On the altar, Chu Feng’s body shuddered, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood!

He cast a cold gaze back, staring intently at the group below.

“Do you have any more secret treasures? Feel free to use them!” He didn’t believe they could continuously conjure such powerful artifacts.

Now that the altar was fully activated, its terrifying symbols made Chu Feng’s progress arduous.

A fierce, crimson bird soared into the air, hoping to launch a surprise attack on Chu Feng. Yet, the moment it leaped, it disintegrated in mid-air, its blood-stained feathers fluttering downwards.

“Fools! This is where ancient holy emperors and our ancestors sacrificed to the heavens! How could it tolerate common birds fluttering about? This area forbids flight; no one is to act rashly!”

Several divine sons and holy daughters sternly warned their followers.

At this point, Chu Feng, utilizing his Fiery Golden Eyes, moved slowly with the four dragon-locking stakes. Fortunately, he possessed this eye technique; otherwise, even with his exceptional energy field manipulation and the four brass pillars protecting him, he wouldn't have been able to ascend the altar.

His Fiery Golden Eyes allowed him to see through illusions and discern reality. He could penetrate the intricate arrangements on the bluestone steps, enabling him to avoid the most perilous areas and ascend slowly.

However, the higher he climbed, the heavier Chu Feng’s heart grew. As the bluestone steps rose higher, the energy field symbols became denser and more intricate, and even the four dragon-locking stakes could no longer fully suppress them.

On several occasions, the brass pillars were nearly flung away by the vibrations!

Chu Feng moved with great difficulty, inching forward. During this process, he was several times staggered by the energy field’s power, bleeding from his nose and mouth, and narrowly escaped disaster.

He sighed softly, retrieved the Domain Suppressing Seal, and simultaneously put away the four dragon-locking stakes, unwilling to risk them further.

Because once the black stone seal was deployed, the surrounding energy field would temporarily be nullified, rendering the brass pillars useless.

The black stone seal glowed, enveloping Chu Feng and sheltering him within. A dark radiance spread, isolating a calm and tranquil zone around him.

However, this tranquil zone remained small; the dark radiance was clearly suppressed, unable to expand outwards, demonstrating the altar’s immense power.

Of course, viewed from another angle, the Domain Suppressing Seal was astonishingly potent, proving effective even here by resisting the corrosive energy symbols of the ancient altar’s field!

By this point, Chu Feng had reached a significant height, having completed more than half his ascent. He was only a short distance from reaching the magnificent altar.

Below, the group’s faces were grim and cold; this was the last thing they wanted to see happen.

Chen Rong gnashed her teeth, her gaze fixed on the black stone seal in Chu Feng’s hand. It was an item from Penglai. Their prediction that Chu Feng would come here stemmed from their suspicion that he intended to use the Domain Suppressing Seal to seize a great fortune.

Penglai had harbored similar intentions and even attempted it themselves, but unfortunately failed; they still couldn't ascend!

Chu Feng, clutching the black stone seal, his Fiery Golden Eyes blazing, felt his heart pound. If his mastery of energy fields hadn’t already been extraordinary, and his eyes incapable of discerning reality from illusion, he would have perished even with the Domain Suppressing Seal in hand!

“You intend to claim those rare sacrificial offerings? As if we’d allow it!” Chen Rong, despite her striking beauty, now wore a cruel, slightly sinister sneer.

She produced a simple, unadorned stone arched bridge, barely the length of her palm. “Everyone,” she declared, “I offer you a great opportunity! Let us collectively seize the altar’s offerings and, at the same time, slay Chu Feng!”

This was a Boundary-Crossing Bridge!

It could span energy fields and bypass killing intent, truly a rare and precious artifact.

Naturally, such items were rare, and usually replicas. When Chu Feng first visited this place, the grandfather of that problematic girl—the old Daoist whose backside was often accompanied by canine barking—had produced a similar treasure, hoping to ascend the altar, but ultimately failed.

“A replica?” Li Feng’s expression shifted with surprise.

Chen Rong sneered, saying, “Exactly, it’s a replica. However, it should provide a direct path to Chu Feng’s location. We can launch a surprise attack, kill or subdue him, seize the Domain Suppressing Seal, and then easily ascend the altar.”

She had been patiently waiting for this moment. Seeing that Chu Feng had nearly completed his climb, she was ready to deploy the Boundary-Crossing Bridge.

Because if Chu Feng climbed any higher, he would move beyond the effective range of this replicated Boundary-Crossing Bridge.

“Excellent!”“Viable! Let’s go up and kill him!”

Yuwen Feng, Zhu Wuque, the Great Xia Imperial Prince Qi Yu, and others were the first to voice their intention to ascend the altar and slay Chu Feng.

The next moment, the Boundary-Crossing Bridge began to glow, extending directly upward and forming a safe energy conduit. Zhu Wuque and the others ordered their followers to charge ahead first. Seeing no issues, they swiftly followed, moving directly up to kill.

“Miss, how can we allow them to ascend? The fortunes on the altar will fall into their hands!” Several elders from Penglai pounded their chests and stamped their feet in agitation.

“What else can we do?” Chen Rong said coldly. “Those offerings are highly likely to fall into Chu Feng’s hands otherwise!”

“Not necessarily. He might not make it up; we could observe a little longer!” an elder lamented with deep distress. Penglai had coveted these offerings for a very long time.

“Hmph, it’s no big deal, as long as it doesn’t fall into Chu Feng’s hands,” Chen Rong said coldly. “Better to gift it to an ally than to a domestic servant!”

At this moment, she no longer suppressed her words, speaking without inhibition, for Zhu Wuque and the others had already charged up, closing in on Chu Feng.

At that moment, Chu Feng was startled to see an energy beam extending directly to his position. He immediately deployed his defenses: a large bell, inscribed with complex energy symbols, materialized around him.

Moreover, having heard Chen Rong’s words, he whipped his head around, his voice chilling as he hissed, “You spawn of a harlot!”

He was truly enraged. What kind of mindset did Chen Rong possess? He desperately wished to capture her and slowly put her to death.

At this critical juncture, Chu Feng deployed six black profound magnetic stones—his trump card, which he had seized from Li Lin. These stones had once been able to withstand a kasaya for a time.

Naturally, he launched them directly, blocking the energy conduit. He didn’t dare activate them at close range, fearing suppression by the Domain Suppressing Seal.

Below, energy surged violently, and the pathway was effectively blocked.

Then, without a backward glance, Chu Feng rapidly ascended, holding the Domain Suppressing Seal. His Fiery Golden Eyes blazed, piercing through all obstacles as he chose the safest path to surge upward.

Finally, he reached the very summit of the altar, stepping onto it with a single stride.

Chu Feng had successfully ascended. For an instant, he gazed down upon the area below, as if from the heavens, observing the human realm.

“It’s done,” Chu Feng murmured. “I will baptize my body with divine and holy medicines, tear apart all remaining shackles in one breath, and consolidate my path. As for the rest of you, clean your necks and prepare to be slaughtered!”

He strode forward, arriving at the five-colored stone table. Auspicious energy flowed abundantly here; the place felt incredibly sacred, yet simultaneously exuded a terrifying pressure.

Chu Feng’s objective was clear. His gaze fixed on the vibrant red, crystalline flat peaches—he had come precisely for this divine medicine!