Chapter 599: Singing Love Songs on the Path of Reincarnation

"All-Heaven Express, seriously, you're so unreliable! What happened to the platinum VIP service we agreed on? This is outrageous, they're not even responding to me?!"

Among a vast procession of spirits in the starry sky, one individual stood out. Sneakily, while pretending to journey alongside the other ethereal beings, he busily took out a light-brain to secretly contact the outside world.

"They talk about expanding new businesses, about extending their services into fractured universes within the primordial chaos, but I'm telling you, I'm going to file a complaint! This cosmic delivery company of yours is completely untrustworthy!"

Chu Feng lowered his voice, expressing his dissatisfaction. Then, his eyes widened slightly. No signal on his light-brain? Was it not the fault of the All-Heaven Wormhole Company? This was bad!

At that moment, a disturbing thought struck him: Was this part of the starry sky not in his original universe? The idea sent a chill down his spine. He had considered this worst-case scenario before, but seeing it potentially come true still left him stunned and feeling cold from head to toe.

"Perhaps this area is too desolate, and the intergalactic network doesn't reach here, just like on Earth in the past," Chu Feng murmured, frowning. He knew that in the remote fringes of the universe, on planets where powerful barbarian gods resided, there was no signal, as such civilizations strongly resisted it. Those civilizations were absolutely inclined towards divine and demonic evolution, rejecting technology.

The more Chu Feng thought about it, the more he believed he was still in his original universe; this area was simply too desolate. If the intergalactic network truly covered it, and with so many spirits traveling daily, their presence would have been exposed long ago. A single procession comprised millions of spirits traversing the starry sky, and such processions were ceaseless, countless in number.

The journey ahead was incredibly monotonous. The starry sky was silent and devoid of life; even the starlight seemed shrouded in a gray mist, carrying a heavy aura of death. A path paved with black stones stretched endlessly through space, its destination unknown. Countless spirits, formed from mental seeds, tirelessly advanced along it.

Were they truly so obedient? Chu Feng wondered, how could such a power summon them and compel all these spirits to follow this path? Many mysteries clouded his mind, leaving him utterly bewildered.

During this time, Chu Feng tried to fly off, to leave the path, but he found himself confined to the black stone slab road, unable to depart.

One time, he had a sudden idea: to let his spirit leave his body and truly walk the path as a spirit, just like the other specters. Immediately, he felt a jolt throughout his being and uncovered a secret. He heard a sound, or more accurately, music—a mournful, wailing melody, like ghosts weeping in sorrow, emanating from the end of the road. It was precisely this sound that compelled all the spiritual entities to move forward, drawing closer to its source. After Chu Feng's spirit left his body, he also experienced a peculiar sensation, an instinctual urge to approach, as if a colossal matriarchal entity lay ahead, to which he was destined to return.

Afterward, his spirit partially reattached to his physical body while also partially drifting outside, allowing him to perceive things differently. He experienced something new. With his eyes half-closed, he seemed to witness a blood-soaked scene: a shattered universe, all life-bearing planets stained with blood—a veritable twilight of the gods. A mysterious soul-song emanated, and in the star-sea, countless spirits appeared, journeying towards an incomprehensible destination, seemingly returning to some bizarre origin.

"This is eerie!" While feeling deeply unsettled, Chu Feng also found the situation terrifying. Was this true reincarnation, or was it a man-made reincarnation device, with everything under control?

Initially, he thought that after hearing the mysterious soul-song, the destination was not far, and they were almost there. However, experience proved him wrong. He walked for several days, an incredibly monotonous journey, repeating the same motions every moment. He simply followed the steps, and nothing out of the ordinary occurred besides that.

The other spirits were understandable; they had been formatted, lacked will, and thus couldn't experience such boredom. Chu Feng, however, was different. He was a living, breathing person, smuggled among a group of ghosts. He found it utterly uninteresting, boring him to death.

Most importantly, he worried about matters on Earth. His disappearance would undoubtedly be seen by others as his demise, and his 'death' would have too great an impact. He feared that Yellow Ox, Old Black, and others might seek revenge for him, thereby triggering ambushes from those extraterrestrial beings. He had already witnessed how shameless those individuals were. Eminent Saints had stooped to underhanded tactics against him, personally intervening, and even more than one Saint had acted. To secretly eliminate him in such a manner was truly beyond disgraceful.

After seven or eight consecutive days, Chu Feng could no longer bear it. When his spirit left his body, he heard the soul-song still droning on with its monotonous, unchanging rhythm. Finally, unable to stand it any longer, he began to hum various songs.

"Kiss Goodbye with You…""Gardenia Blossoms…""Whose Tears Are Flying…"

If there truly were terrifying entities in the netherworld, hearing such a grand display of singing to the rhythm of *their* soul-song, they would surely be dumbfounded, utterly bewildered. Singing love songs on the road of reincarnation—such a bold act could only be pulled off by the thick-skinned Chu Feng in that moment; it was utterly absurd.

Then, the spirits around him either turned their heads or looked ahead, observing him as if they'd seen a ghost, staring and then staring again. "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a dashing ghost before?!"

Throughout the rest of the journey, Chu Feng engaged in all sorts of absurdities. For instance, he carved words onto the spirit with nine mouths on its body. "'If you're truly going to be reincarnated, you'll be born with these words naturally, possessing a universe within your heart and an extraordinary physique!' Chu Feng patted its shoulder.

Time passed quickly; half a month went by in a flash. They finally left the tedious starry sky and entered a strange new area. Following the black stone path, they arrived at a Gobi Desert, suspended in space, incredibly barren, with no signs of life. This was truly bizarre: a desert in the sea of stars, stretching endlessly! Moreover, directly above them, within mere tens of meters, were celestial bodies—asteroid after asteroid, scarred by meteorite impacts, with numerous craters, suspended in mid-air. A strong jump would be enough to reach them. This completely defied the laws of physics! Of course, having experienced various evolutionary civilizations, Chu Feng had grown somewhat immune to things that violated natural laws.

After walking for two more days, deeper into the Gobi Desert, Chu Feng noticed something unusual: monsters had appeared on the path—they were... soldiers! "'Underworld soldiers, the lifeforms guarding the path of reincarnation have appeared!' Chu Feng's pupils contracted. Was he finally about to witness the ultimate great secret?"

These beings were all humanoid, but with other racial characteristics: some had black ox horns on their heads, others had long snake tails trailing behind them, some possessed a pair of Suan Ni claws, and still others had three heads and six arms—all distinctly different... But one thing they shared in common was a similar style of ancient saber on their backs. They were extremely old, as if they had endured millions of years, their scabbards almost rotted away. Furthermore, these beings were skin and bones, looking like animated corpses, their flesh withered and utterly devoid of life. Yet, souls were confined within their deceased bodies.

Their souls, however, appeared somewhat muddled, as if their spiritual consciousness had been obscured. They were incredibly mechanical and rigid, passively executing commands from countless ages past. These desiccated beings were responsible for guarding the path of reincarnation and disciplining any spirits that occasionally strayed from the procession. They would stiffly walk over and mechanically intervene, herding those spirits back into the ranks.

Chu Feng watched them intently. Initially, he worried that his unique status as a living, breathing being would be noticed, leading to unpredictable consequences. He realized he had overthought it. These beings were incredibly rigid, utterly muddled, like wind-up machines, only concerned with the spirits that fell behind.

Some spirits were very weak, already tottering and on the verge of disintegrating by the time they reached this point. They would eventually fall behind, and even if herded back into the procession, they would soon lag again, completely spent. Just then, Chu Feng witnessed a cruel scene: one of the desiccated beings stepped forward. With a clang, it mechanically drew a long saber from its hand, then swung it powerfully. With a 'thud,' it instantly cleaved the straggling spirit in half. The spirit was instantly annihilated, leaving not even a trace! A chill ran down Chu Feng's spine. The saber was overall dark red, lacking any dazzling gleam, but it was terrifyingly effective, directly severing souls and causing them to vanish. The scabbard was half-rotted, almost destroyed after countless ages, but the blade itself was ancient and sharp, capable of obliterating a soul with a single strike.

Chu Feng paid close attention, observing secretly. Not only were there weakened spirits falling behind, but there were also particularly fierce ones acting unruly. For example, the nine-mouthed spirit behind Chu Feng was quite ferocious, occasionally bumping into him. In fact, there were even more aggressive ones; disturbances frequently erupted ahead, where a gluttonous spirit was repeatedly biting other spirits.

Soon after, when another disturbance occurred, a desiccated humanoid being from the desert stepped forward, drew a dark-red long saber, and cleaved directly down. That powerful gluttonous spirit was instantly annihilated, vanishing completely! Chu Feng's eyes burned with desire. Two individuals had drawn their sabers, and though the people were different, the sabers were of the same style and possessed the same power, specifically designed to slay the souls of beings.

"'Standard weapons on the path of reincarnation can be like this? Mass-produced long sabers are terrifyingly potent; truly extraordinary!' Chu Feng made up his mind, wanting to get one of those sabers to try. He realized that these beings, whose bodies had long since died, were not that difficult to deal with. Their spiritual consciousness was on the verge of extinction, and all their actions were driven by instinct, as if executing a program, with very little genuine combat reaction.

Then, he made his move. Spotting an isolated being, he used his mental energy for a surprise attack, seizing the ancient long saber from its body. He immediately threw it to the nine-mouthed monster behind him, instructing it to hold the saber and not make any unnecessary movements. After carving words and even beating it along the way, Chu Feng had already ensured its complete obedience.

By the side of the reincarnation path, the being that lost its long saber merely twisted its neck suspiciously, its bones emitting a mechanical creak, as if it hadn't moved in years. It was so rigid that it eventually stopped moving again, seemingly lacking sensation and unaware that its saber was gone. After walking a certain distance, Chu Feng snatched the long saber from the nine-mouthed monster. As he drew it from its rotting scabbard, his hair stood on end. He felt that if this saber struck him, it would be just as fatal!

"'A single strike can annihilate a soul—this is good stuff, a rare and formidable weapon!' Chu Feng immediately put it away!

Suddenly, he looked up abruptly, gazing into the distance. He saw vast numbers of spirits vanishing, huge masses of ghosts disappearing instantly. The end was right ahead! "'No wonder there are beings with sabers guarding the roadside; we've reached the ultimate destination!' Chu Feng realized he had arrived at the end of the path of reincarnation!