Chapter 677: Universe Black Prison

Under the brilliant starry sky, Chu Feng was on his way. He and Young Lady Xi had left the Star Path and stealthily entered an unfamiliar starfield, where they were going to meet Uncle Ming.

The Xilin Starfield!

They had arrived. This was the Xilin Clan's main base, and their destination this time was the edge of this very territory!

Clearly, once such a combination arrived, something major was bound to happen.

In the sea of stars, Chu Feng had vanished. The sensation caused by the youngest rumored Super Star expert was still ongoing, with various clans searching and eager to extend an olive branch to him.

"According to the information we have, this young man possesses the bloodline of the Celestial Race. He should be one of our descendants left outside!"

A senior editor from a media platform controlled by the Celestial Race recounted this matter with great certainty, attempting to claim him as family.

However, the official Celestial Race contingent had made no statement.

In the depths of the cosmos, the Hunyuan Palace was reputed as one of the strongest academies under the starry sky.

An elder, brimming with enthusiasm, exclaimed, "At only fourteen years old, he is already a Super Star expert. This is absolutely a Heaven-gifted talent. He should rightfully join our Hunyuan Palace. As long as he is willing to come, we will provide all evolutionary resources to ensure he becomes a Saint!"

A media outlet affiliated with the Spirit Race also mentioned that Wu Lunhui was indeed remarkable. Although he hadn't revealed an extraordinary physique and couldn't compare to Xu Chengxian, the Myriad Star Physique of the Spirit Race who was sixteen or seventeen, he was still considered a prodigy.

Clearly, after Wu Lunhui shattered the stone tablet, the ensuing commotion was significant, drawing the attention of various clans.

Because he was simply too young, with astonishing growth potential.

Finally, a war chariot emerged from the Great Dream Pure Land, seeking to quietly locate Wu Lunhui and observe him. If he truly lived up to his reputation, a golden invitation would be issued to him.

"Why are you arguing? Actually, Wu Lunhui is from our Earth. Celestial Race, you are the most shameless. After suffering crushing defeats and with all your geniuses withering away, you're now ridiculously claiming relatives."

That day, Ouyang the Toad verified his account on the Primal Beast Platform, uploaded his avatar, with a wide mouth and a face full of golden markings, challenging others there and claiming that Wu Lunhui was an Earthling.

"Get lost!"

"How ridiculous. How can natives from a fallen planet have the nerve to say such things? Can you even leave the Solar System?"

Many people mocked them, including, naturally, members of the Netherworld Race and Spirit Race, making sarcastic remarks.

"I think that kid really is from our Earth. Look, he's a human!" The Big Black Ox also chimed in.

Clearly, this was intentional. The more flamboyant they were, the less others would believe them. It would make people think they were just rabble-rousers, intentionally slandering other races.

"Humans are distributed throughout the cosmos, there are many of them. How could a genius come from the desolate Earth?!"

"Rough mountains and unruly people. Earth, this barbaric land, is truly finished. How shameless to claim random relatives." Some people sneered.

The golden markings on the Toad's face trembled as he said, "Hey, you scoundrel, you're from the Golden Sparrow Race, aren't you? I saw your verified profile on the Primal Beast Platform. You just wait. I'm going to capture your race's Divine Son right now. He's on Earth. I guarantee he'll be steamed!"

In an instant, the Primal Beast Platform became much quieter. Many people recoiled.

Although they mocked, Chu Feng and the group of bandits from Indestructible Mountain on Earth were indeed not to be trifled with. They had recently been causing trouble frequently, piloting the decaying great ship.

Not long after, the Divine Son of the Golden Sparrow Race met a tragic end. He was chopped up and thrown into a pot. Some peppercorns, spices, etc., were added, and he was cooked. When he was steaming hot and served at the table, Ouyang the Toad, Old Donkey, and others even took several close-up photos.

"Ah... those Earth natives, you bastards, may you be struck by lightning!" The Golden Sparrow Race member who had spoken earlier screamed, his voice shrill.

People were speechless. The natives from Indestructible Mountain had become increasingly troublesome in recent months. They were simply hated by both gods and men. A human trafficker combined with a group of bandits made the hostile forces gnash their teeth in hatred.

Chu Feng learned of the situation immediately. In recent months, Yellow Ox, Big Black, and the others hadn't suffered any losses. They frequently stirred up trouble, which greatly reassured him.

At the same time, those few were impersonating him, creating the illusion that he was still on Earth, occasionally taking action.

"Yellow Ox, Old Black, don't impersonate me anymore lately. I'm going to make a big move in the starry sky. How can the Xilin Clan feel the pain if I don't reveal my identity? For now, let the 'me' on Earth disappear, be low-key!"

Chu Feng left a message, giving his instructions.

Then, he decisively descended with Young Lady Xi to the area where they had agreed to meet Uncle Ming.

This was a tranquil yet eerie part of the starry sky. From a distant planet, wisps of death energy drifted out, making one feel quite uneasy and their heart race.

This was quite rare. A planet emitting strands of death energy into the cosmos was spine-chilling.

Uncle Ming arrived, silently coming to meet them here. He stood in the void, looking at the distant planet with a complex expression.

"Uncle Ming!" Chu Feng quickly greeted him. Uncle Ming had been gone for several days, having stayed in this area to explore the so-called secret realm's good fortune.

"What kind of good fortune is it exactly?" Young Lady Xi was also very curious.

Uncle Ming's expression was complex, with sadness, anger, helplessness, grief, and powerlessness in his eyes.

"This planet is a cosmic black prison. It is said to hold many heinous criminals. Even earlier, it was a slaughterhouse. Some Saints and great mighty figures from ancient Earth were imprisoned here and eventually executed."

Uncle Ming took a deep breath as he spoke: "Later, any ancient Earth evolvers who were captured were thrown onto this planet and then killed. Eventually, the Xilin Clan and the Starry Sky Knights even captured the elderly, young, and women, exiling evolvers from planets friendly with Earth to this place as well. They conducted various cruel experiments, then massacred them, turning the very land red with rivers of blood."

Uncle Ming was despondent. After the ancient war, Earth suffered immensely. Many who fled into the starry sky could not survive, being hunted down and almost entirely annihilated.

This planet became a prison, a concentration camp. In the end, all the women and children imprisoned here were massacred, a truly horrifying sight.

"After the two Reflection of the Heavens-level leaders of ancient Earth died in battle, some of their flesh and blood were also cast into this planet, causing nothing to grow here and making it utterly terrifying. The rising bloody aura from this place possesses astonishing corrosiveness, capable of defiling golden bodies and even damaging a Saint's cultivation, making it unimaginably dreadful."

Uncle Ming sighed, becoming even more mournful.

Yaoyao's father, the supreme expert at the Reflection of the Heavens level, known as the youngest overlord in history, perished in this very starfield. Some of his flesh and blood fell onto this planet, turning it into a dead star.

"This..." Chu Feng's heart felt heavy.

Currently, this place was used as a cosmic black prison. A massive cage had been constructed, confining some important criminals from the cosmos.

This place could damage one's cultivation. Even Saint-level figures thrown into the black prison would find it hard to escape, doomed to be trapped for life, with their strength constantly declining.

"If this place is so terrifying, why are we even coming here?" Young Lady Xi was puzzled; she didn't believe there could be any good fortune in such a desolate place.

Uncle Ming's expression turned serious as he said: "There is a ray of misty light here, extremely mysterious and exceptionally important, originally belonging to Earth. I want Chu Feng to retrieve it and use it to advance to the Meal-Misty realm!"

During the ancient war, even Uncle Ming didn't know how many Reflection of the Heavens-level figures had attacked Earth. Their original intention was to shatter Earth, leaving no remnants.

However, an unexpected event startled them and made them change their original plan.

Earth, Kunlun, possessed Purgatory Space!

Back then, Yaoyao's father and others long resided in Kunlun Mountain. When the Reflection of the Heavens-level overlords from outside the domain launched their attack, those individuals jointly struck towards Kunlun, intending to annihilate everything.

At that time, many overlords took action, launching a combined assault. Who could resist them?!

As a result, in Earth's Kunlun, Purgatory Space was forcibly torn open by them, revealing a fissure. It suddenly appeared, leading to an unexpected turn of events. Those individuals suffered heavy losses.

Some even nearly perished completely!

When the Reflection of the Heavens-level figures seized large sections of mountain ranges from Kunlun and encountered the Purgatory's backlash, they immediately cast those things into the cosmos.

"Afterward, those mountain ranges, debris, and the terrifying substances erupted from Purgatory Space, were all thrown onto this planet in front of us," Uncle Ming explained.

He continued: "During the ancient war, the overlords among the Reflection of the Heavens-level figures jointly tore open Purgatory Space, causing instability in Kunlun and leaving behind a spatial fissure. Otherwise, it would be impossible for today's Saints to open it."

Chu Feng suddenly understood. That was a rift left by the intense ancient war, undoubtedly opened jointly by the Reflection of the Heavens-level overlords by chance. Otherwise, Purgatory Space would never have emerged!

"In fact, the reason the Celestial Race and Netherworld Race ultimately didn't destroy Earth was also because of Purgatory Space. It wasn't out of their mercy or kindness, but because they dared not. They feared Purgatory Space emerging and causing terrifying chaos! Of course, the Saint Master's deterrence also played a significant role."

Chu Feng's heart stirred. He naturally knew what was inside Purgatory Space. There was the City of Light and Death, the Path of Reincarnation, and its ultimate end.

He had personally experienced it. He estimated that anyone who dared to attack that place would truly be seeking death!

At the millstone in the City of Light and Death, he had seen far too many Saint corpses. Among them were even bodies of true dragons and immortal phoenixes, crushed into meat paste.

He now strongly suspected that those might not be corpses from this universe, but from another source!

Could they be corpses from the Yang Realm? He speculated, but couldn't be certain.

"Uncle Ming, I've been to that place." Chu Feng slowly recounted what he had seen there to Uncle Ming.

The outside world knew little about Purgatory.

As for the City of Light and Death and that millstone, even less was known. Most likely, only the overlords who took action back then had briefly sensed them.

As for the end of the Path of Reincarnation, probably no one had ever been there, and it should be completely unknown!

Uncle Ming was dumbfounded. Young Lady Xi was also wide-eyed and speechless. Both were astonished, as if listening to a myth!

Long after, Young Lady Xi finally exclaimed in surprise: "There's actually reincarnation! Oh, Chu Loli, you swore to me last time that you could send me back to the Yang Realm. You're not trying to throw me into that millstone, grind me into meat paste, and send me to be reincarnated, are you?!"

Chu Feng let out a dry laugh and said: "Didn't I say I had a black talisman paper that would ensure your reincarnation with your memories?"

"Ultimately, you still want to throw me into that millstone and grind me up! I... I'll kill you!" Young Lady Xi directly pounced at him.

Chu Feng showed no weakness, spreading his arms wide, ready for a bear hug.

"You lecherous ghost, you vengeful spirit, get away from me!"

A long time later, Uncle Ming and Young Lady Xi gradually processed this terrifying truth. Chu Feng had mentioned a couple of times before that he had entered Purgatory, but he hadn't dared to mention the end of the Path of Reincarnation; that was simply too unbelievable.

"Uncle Ming, is the misty light on this dead star very special and important to me?" Chu Feng asked suspiciously.

"Very important. It's for the Meal-Misty realm. The reason I had you suppress your breakthrough for now was so you could come here, capture that light, break through immediately, and then devour that misty light!"

The so-called Meal-Misty involves absorbing certain energy lights from the world to strengthen oneself. The rarer and more powerful the light, the better. It can manifest divine powers and other abilities.

Uncle Ming attached great importance to Chu Feng's initial cultivation stage. He wanted the first ray of light Chu Feng absorbed in the Meal-Misty realm to be that boundless and extraordinary ancient radiance!

The reason Uncle Ming discovered that light was because he had occasionally come here over long ages to pay respects and remember old friends, discovering it by chance.

This was Xilin Clan territory. This black prison secret realm was managed by the Xilin Clan.

Uncle Ming said: "There's a faction within the Xilin Clan that also knows about that light, but they haven't reported it. That faction has been trying to capture it from ancient times until now, but without success."

After learning all this, Chu Feng was deeply moved. Uncle Ming had gone to great lengths to help him build the strongest foundation, coming to this extremely dangerous place, essentially snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

"Before, I didn't know the origin of that light, but now I realize it likely originates from the City of Light and Death, the Path of Reincarnation, or even the ancient cave at its very end!" Uncle Ming said, his expression growing more solemn. The more he understood, the more he felt that light was extraordinary. He insisted that Chu Feng must obtain it, and that the first ray of light for the Meal-Misty realm should be this very light.