Chapter 624: Longsword's Direction

After the cataclysmic changes to heaven and earth, the oceans hidden within folded space were revealed. Earth's seas expanded by over a hundredfold, becoming vast and boundless, and species flourished a thousandfold overnight.

At this moment, the East Sea was a deep blue, its surface undulating. The sun cast golden rays that fractured with the breaking waves, scattering dazzling flecks of gold across the water, making it very dazzling.

Chu Feng's eyes, however, were cold. Silently, he moved underwater, cautiously approaching the target area. His bodily functions were subdued, allowing him to blend seamlessly with the environment of coral and seaweed.

Above the surface, a verdant bamboo boat, sparkling and translucent, was hidden within the void. Without Chu Feng's Fiery Golden Eyes, it would have been utterly invisible.

This was an ancient divine vessel capable of traversing the stars. In ancient times, powerful beings used it to cross the cosmos and journey beyond known realms.

The bamboo boat was crafted from exquisite material, radiating a vibrant life force and still retaining its vitality. Fresh leaves sprouted from its surface, and the green bamboo itself was crystal clear.

Yu Chi Kong was calm and composed, leisurely sipping tea. He was in ambush, quietly waiting for a creature to emerge from the depths of this sea region, after which he would suddenly strike and capture it.

His breathing was steady, and the profound breathing technique he mastered emitted a rich life force with every inhale and exhale.

"It proves that only those who know how to endure can live long and ultimately triumph. Zhou Shang possesses extraordinary talent and an unassailable divine physique. His ability to exercise such restraint will surely lead him to prominence; he is truly worthy of being the Earth's True Son."

He smiled faintly, greatly admiring Zhou Shang. As a Dao Protector, his destiny was intertwined with Zhou Shang's. He would rise with the Earth's True Son, gaining the Earth's will's recognition. At that time, perhaps legendary supreme chaotic purple energy and profound yellow energy would descend and merge with him.

It could be said that he and Zhou Shang, the Earth's True Son, would now either prosper or suffer together; their fates were already bound.

He had already made his choice and would not retreat. He believed Zhou Shang would rise and ultimately become a cosmic overlord.

As for Chu Feng, when that name came to mind, a faint chill appeared on Yu Chi Kong's face, mixed with annoyance and disdain. In his view, Chu Feng had been foolishly defiant and met a miserable end. Moreover, he had refused to hand over the Daoist Breathing Technique before his death, causing them much trouble and repeated searches.

"It's a bit of a pity. As a mere false son, your strength was indeed astonishing, capable of creating such a stir. Those unaware might truly have believed you were the Chosen One. But you were destined to be nothing more than a pawn, serving the True Son. Even if you had survived the Battle of Kunlun, one day you would still have died for the True Son. This was your destiny; your path was long predetermined."

Yu Chi Kong's gaze was cold. He cared about Chu Feng's death, not out of sorrow, but out of regret that the clue to the Daoist Breathing Technique might have been lost.

However, he firmly believed there couldn't be only one copy of the Daoist Breathing Technique on Earth. Perhaps through Chu Feng's parents or clues from his belongings, they could still find a way to access it.

"A false son, just a pawn! Although you are dead, the Undying Mountain remains a nuisance. We've already offended them, and if they are allowed to grow, they will eventually become a major problem."

At this point, Yu Chi Kong's eyes turned chilling. After taking a sip of tea, he narrowed his eyes, staring at the misty sea region.

"Chu Feng, you pawn, even in death you've left so much trouble. How am I supposed to obtain the Daoist Breathing Technique for the True Son?"

He set down his teacup, frowning. Many days had passed since he began pursuing the Misty Sea Region, but he still saw no hope.

Meanwhile, directly beneath the bamboo boat on the surface, Chu Feng's eyes were like black holes, absorbing light. At this moment, he didn't use his Fiery Golden Eyes, fearing Yu Chi Kong would sense him. Instead, he relied on intuition to pinpoint a location on the surface.

The green bamboo boat was too bizarre; it could hide in the void, invisible to ordinary evolvers.

The saber was already unsheathed, held in his hand. It was dark red overall, exuding an aged and ancient aura, clearly an antique, as if it hadn't been drawn in an immense amount of time.

Without a close look, one would see nothing remarkable. It had no sharp edge, nor did it emanate any killing intent; it was incredibly restrained.

Its almost rotten scabbard was slung across Chu Feng's back, a result of countless eons of erosion. Chu Feng suspected that the soldiers on the Path of Reincarnation had existed for at least hundreds of thousands of years, a conclusion he reached by consulting records in his optical computer and comparing their attire.

In fact, he leaned towards them existing for over a million years.

This implied that this dark-red saber was exceptionally ancient. Even if it was standard issue, with every soldier on the Path of Reincarnation possessing one, its ability to withstand such a long test of time still made it terrifying.

Chu Feng now had a slight suspicion that the Land of Reincarnation was not naturally formed, nor were the soldiers born there inherently.

Even the Other Shore Flower had once denied reincarnation.

Thinking of this sent shivers down his spine. This game was immense. Such a grand scheme existed millions of years ago; where were its participants now? Were they still alive?

However, the Land of Reincarnation was still operating, with people still holding black talismans and the like, seeking to borrow a path there for rebirth. This itself indicated that the waters were far too deep.

For now, he was powerless to explore it.

Chu Feng lay in wait for a long time, unnoticed by those above. He slowly moved, holding the dark-red saber with both hands, pointing it upwards.

At the same time, he bit onto a black talisman. This item could make him fly even in places like the Path of Reincarnation, where flight was impossible. Outside, it could naturally boost his speed.

Finally, Chu Feng attacked!

Like a ghost, he ascended silently, saber in hand, striking directly at the back of Yu Chi Kong's head on the green bamboo boat.

All his patience and stealth were for this moment; he unleashed his full power!

Thinking of Yu Chi Kong and the True Son's faces, Chu Feng's killing intent boiled. They wouldn't even stop after his death, still wanting to hunt his parents.

The so-called True Son lineage always wanted him to make offerings, yet they dared not fight for opportunities themselves. What right did they have to be called True Sons? He utterly detested them.

They dared to target his friends and family, and ruthlessly kill Earth's native evolvers, yet they dared not offend outsiders. This filled Chu Feng with murderous intent. He wanted to eliminate them as a warning, for in his eyes, how could such people be called Chosen Ones?!

A chilling saber energy instantly burst forth, transforming from dull to dazzling in a flash, like a boundless crimson galaxy, engulfing the void.

It had to be said, Yu Chi Kong was too strong. He was at least two major realms above the Contemplation level. He remained calm in the face of danger, instantly sensing the sudden assassination attempt, and his entire body glowed brilliantly.

Behind him, a dense array of energy-formed symbols appeared. He had mastered an incredibly powerful scripture, and protective divine light permeated his body, guarding his back.

Yu Chi Kong had personally participated in some of the processes through which Zhou Shang, the Earth's True Son, obtained his fortuitous encounters. He had cultivated many divine arts and secret scriptures left by ancient civilizations.

Like the explosion of immortal thunder from the nine heavens, shaking the void, this area was engulfed by the crimson saber light, resulting in a violent explosion as energy surged.

In an instant, crashing waves struck the shore, immense billows swept high into the sky, scattering the clouds.

Most importantly, the crimson saber light churned through the area like rampant lava, sweeping across the entire sea region and extinguishing all life.

"You..."

Yu Chi Kong gasped, already airborne. His speed was incredible, like a Roc, with golden runes emanating from his entire body as he evaded the lethal strike.

Even so, his back was ripped open, a bloody mess, with a crystalline gleam amidst the crimson fluid.

It was the saber light's doing, severely wounding him and causing significant loss of vital essence.

This was because the saber from the Land of Reincarnation was extremely strange. After its light cleaved through an enemy, it would actually devour blood, forcefully stripping away a person's vitality.

Unfortunately, it was only the saber's light, not the blade itself, that touched his body. Yu Chi Kong's reaction had been too swift.

"Roar..."

Yu Chi Kong roared, his expression sinister, his chest heaving violently. Since his emergence after the world's cataclysmic changes, although he had secretly acted many times, he had never suffered a loss, always easily clearing obstacles for the True Son. He never expected to be almost cleaved in half today!

With a thunderous boom, he exploded in rage. Without hesitation, he unleashed a palm strike towards Chu Feng. In an instant, his palm turned black-purple; this was the ancient and renowned Netherworld Palm, rumored to originate from a Lord of a certain Yin realm.

Immediately, black mist surged, and the aura of the netherworld emerged. Behind him, it was as if a vast underworld appeared, with countless wailing spirits rushing forward to attack.

Chu Feng coughed up large mouthfuls of blood. In such close-quarters combat, he clearly felt the opponent's realm was too high, possibly more than two major realms above his own. The colossal energy struck him like a lightning bolt, making his chest feel tight, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth.

He was wearing ten layers of armor, all prime artifacts left by various divine sons. Yet, in that single instant, all ten sets of armor disintegrated, turning into fragments, exploding one after another.

This old man was incredibly formidable!

Chu Feng felt as though he had been struck by a war god's hammer; his entire body ached, his bones creaked, and some had already broken.

However, he did not retreat. He advanced towards the opponent's Netherworld Palm, striking with the dark-red saber, fearless and valiant.

During this process, Chu Feng's internal spiritual armor, also in ten layers, instantly shattered into pieces, torn apart by the invading energy.

However, at this moment, Chu Feng's saber also reached Yu Chi Kong's palm.

Initially, Yu Chi Kong scoffed, intending to simply break the saber with his palm. But he was, after all, an extraordinary individual. The moment the ancient saber approached, he abruptly retracted his palm at the last second, his entire body trembling with dread, his hair standing on end as he rapidly dodged backward.

Yet, it was still a bit late. The tip of the dark-red saber touched his finger, tearing open a small gash.

"Hm?!" In an instant, Yu Chi Kong's scalp tingled, and his heart turned cold. He felt a large chunk of his spiritual energy vanish. This saber strike was deadly.

He felt as though a portion of his soul had been severed, and a peculiar energy spread from that finger upwards into his palm, consuming his spirit.

"Damn it!" he cried out in anger, recalling some terrifying records. His entire old face turned ashen as he retreated rapidly.

"Rip!" He was decisive, ruthless to others and equally ruthless to himself. He used his other hand to sever the affected palm, cutting it off at the wrist without even a frown.

But the next moment, he was horrified again, for a trace of the strange energy had still infiltrated his arm; he hadn't stopped it quickly enough.

"This is... the Reincarnation Saber? How is this possible? It should have been extinct for countless ages, yet it reappears. The world will be in chaos again; the entire cosmos will be plunged into turmoil!"

Yu Chi Kong shrieked. While searching for ancient texts with the Earth's True Son, he had unexpectedly discovered a record mentioning the Reincarnation Saber, stating that its appearance always heralded a great disaster.

The record even contained hints that this universe was actually a ruin, having once experienced great upheaval and endless slaughter, with soldiers wielding the Reincarnation Saber appearing.

Furthermore, the text speculated that this universe had already been destroyed, that the current living beings were all ghosts, and the entire star-filled sky was a netherworld.

In a brief moment of panic, Yu Chi Kong had already taken preemptive action, severing his entire arm, and then even dislocating his shoulder, displaying extreme ruthlessness towards himself.

Chu Feng advanced again, swinging the standard-issue saber forward!

"Crack!" At that moment, the bronze mask on his face cracked. It had recently endured extremely violent energy, and even though it wasn't the main point of attack, it was now disintegrating.

Chu Feng paid no mind, holding his saber, and charging forward without hesitation!