Chapter 737: Related to the Mortal World

At this moment, Chu Feng had many thoughts. This place was too special; when he first passed through it, he personally felt the demonic aura soaring into the sky, strange and terrifying.

Now, Yaoyao's grandfather had arrived and was roaring here. Could this place be connected to the Yang Realm, with someone guarding it? Chu Feng wondered.

If that were true, it would be truly astonishing. What was the so-called Yang Realm like, and could he ever go there to find out?

However, Chu Feng thought of another problem. The young woman Xi, from the Yang Realm, came from an astonishing background with peerless masters in her clan, yet even they were only studying the Yin Realm and couldn't find a way in.

In fact, many great beings in the Yang Realm even doubted the true existence of the Yin Realm.

In such a situation, if someone from the Yang Realm was guarding this place, it would be extremely terrifying. This was a truly deep mystery.

But Chu Feng also felt he might be overthinking it. This place was not something that could be managed by one or two generations, nor could it be guarded by just one or two peerless masters.

He thought of the Dead City of Light and the grinding mill. Even saints were crushed into bloody paste there. Even creatures like phoenixes, dragons, and those that could project across the heavens had their bodies thrown in and ground into bloody paste. He shivered with dread.

At the end of the Reincarnation Road, there was also that dark abyss and the ancient cave on the other side. Furthermore, there was a clay figurine. The more he pondered it, the more terrifying it seemed.

"Roar!"

After Yaoyao's grandfather roared and rushed in, Chu Feng quickly recounted his previous experience to the Saint Master and Yaoyao. Subsequently, the Saint Master's expression changed, and he immediately followed.

Chu Feng immediately took out the stone box. It still contained some Reincarnation Fire, which he had deliberately kept, hoping to one day return to the Dead City of Light to examine it. He and Yaoyao also entered the cave.

Strange, whispering sounds...

Suddenly, strange sounds echoed, like billions of little ghosts whispering. Even with the Saint Master nearby, Chu Feng felt a bone-chilling cold, just as he had the first time he came here.

Then, he opened his Fiery Golden Eyes. But just like last time, this place was too sinister; even the most powerful vision techniques were useless, unable to see through it clearly.

Yet, he could genuinely feel something inexplicable appear, blowing cold air onto his neck.

And just then, the Saint Master let out a cold snort. His Star-Chasing Whip suddenly lashed out, smashing the void apart with a bang, and strange screams erupted.

Even so, Chu Feng still didn't see what they were.

He was speechless. His body was pitch black, covered in many small handprints, left by who knew what. And these things dared to act so brazenly right under the Saint Master's nose!

Chu Feng's scalp tingled. He looked at the Reincarnation Fire in his hand, which was truly like a tiny flickering lamp; the flame was too small and probably couldn't suppress the evil spirits here.

At this point, the Saint Master stopped, and Chu Feng and Yaoyao also halted.

Ahead, Yaoyao's grandfather stood still. A short distance further would lead to a void rift, the secret chamber Chu Feng had seen previously. Within it, some powerhouses from tens of thousands of years ago had been scared to death.

However, Yaoyao's grandfather didn't enter. He wasn't going into purgatory; instead, he stood at a fork in the mining tunnel, roaring and bellowing towards the deepest part of the pit.

Chu Feng was astonished. He saw that when Yaoyao's grandfather roared, his entire body glowed intensely, shining like a sun.

At this moment, the Saint Master quickly unleashed protective divine light, shielding Chu Feng and Yaoyao and standing in front of them.

The old man seemed to be in a frenzy. Then, for the first time, Chu Feng saw something inexplicable: a layer of dazzling protective Yang energy radiating from Yaoyao's grandfather's body, illuminating several entities.

There were little girls running, and massive monsters whose illusory forms were wailing. Originally, even Fiery Golden Eyes couldn't see them, but now they were revealed by the blazing Yang energy.

These entities were audacious enough to swarm around Yaoyao's grandfather, pressing and slapping at him. Chu Feng immediately realized how the small handprints on his own body had appeared.

With Yaoyao's grandfather's roar, those entities, those strange illusory figures, all exploded.

However, this seemed to be a special kind of energy. After exploding, they rapidly reassembled, transforming into little girls, beautiful women, and various monsters, rushing forward once more.

Yaoyao's grandfather no longer paid them any mind. He charged towards the deepest part of the mine shaft, which resembled an abyss, and roared again, "Give me... immortal medicine!"

Finally, even the Saint Master felt a chill, his hairs standing on end.

Chu Feng was certain that Yaoyao's grandfather wasn't heading for purgatory, but was targeting something deep within the mine.

At this moment, even the Saint Master was surprised. He was born on ancient Earth and had lived in Kunlun for a long time, yet he had no idea there was such an inexplicable entity here.

He only knew that this path was very dangerous!

"Let's go take a look!" The Saint Master naturally didn't feel comfortable letting Yaoyao's grandfather go in alone, fearing something might happen to him.

This pit was very deep; to be precise, it was an abyss. As they ventured further in, the eerie, chilling aura felt as though it could freeze one's soul.

Chu Feng felt a sense of awe. Back then, he hadn't dared to explore it, nor had he even looked closely when passing by. Now, he was certain that had been a wise choice.

This abyss was dozens of miles deep. As they descended, it was boundlessly dim, with visibility so poor one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face. The strange ghostly whispers were gone, replaced by silence.

But this made it even more terrifying. Along the way, they saw a layer of withered bones on the ground; when stepped upon, they crackled, falling apart and crumbling.

Then, Chu Feng could hardly believe his eyes. Here, he saw half a dragon's head, crystal clear and radiating the most sacred brilliance. Even though it was covered by a thick layer of dust, a radiant glow still shone through.

Chu Feng had a feeling that this might be the skull of a true dragon, a terrifying entity, slain here and leaving behind half its skull.

The Saint Master's expression turned solemn, saying, "This is a Reflecting-on-the-Heavens level powerhouse, who died here!"

Chu Feng and Yaoyao were both shaken by these words. What kind of place was this deep pit?

The Saint Master added, "These deceased are at least five million years old remains, considered masters back then, or even much older, possibly over ten million years!"

Had an inexplicable great war occurred on their home planet millions, or even tens of millions of years ago? This was long before ancient times; at that point, cultivators on this planet had not even truly risen, yet such a major event had already taken place?!

Yet, no one in the universe knew about it; there were no records whatsoever. The outside world was unaware of this terrifying battle!

Chu Feng suddenly remembered that the stone box and three seeds on his person were also found in the Kunlun Mountains. Were they related to this ancient war?

Seeing this half-dragon head, he also recalled that billions of years ago, the Dragon Clan's foremost master, who was then the universe's top powerhouse, had made a deduction before his death. He had seen the terrain of Kunlun and seemingly discovered something he was looking for!

However, the universe's top powerhouse was in the process of Nirvana at that time and couldn't locate Earth's exact coordinates.

Was the battle here found and triggered by later masters following the markings left by the Dragon Clan's foremost powerhouse before his death? Or had it occurred even before the Dragon Clan's foremost master's deduction?

For a moment, Chu Feng's mind raced with countless thoughts.

"Don't touch these bones, they're highly poisonous!" the Saint Master warned, telling Chu Feng not to randomly touch them.

Chu Feng gave an awkward smile and immediately stopped. He had originally intended to wipe off the dust and collect the half-dragon head he saw, knowing it would be an absolute treasure material for artifact refining!

The dark abyss was originally so dim that one couldn't see their own hand. Ordinary energy couldn't emit light here. But with the Saint Master present, nothing was an issue.

"The universe's deadliest venomous creature!" At this moment, the Saint Master gasped, staring at a carcass on the ground.

It was a hundred meters long, not exceptionally massive, but incredibly ferocious. It had a serpent's head, a spider's body, a centipede's hundred legs, a scorpion's tail, and a toad's warty, aged skin. Its entire body was golden yellow, radiating extremely blinding light. Even after so many years, it still looked lifelike!

"To think such a creature exists!" the Saint Master's expression turned serious.

According to the Saint Master's explanation, this was the product of venomous creatures evolving to their highest level, known as the universe's deadliest venomous creature. In its weaker stages, it could be a venomous snake, a scorpion, or a centipede, evolving from common venomous insects until, in its ultimate form, it transformed into this appearance.

This was the ultimate form of a venomous creature!

Its venom specifically corroded souls and could kill Reflecting-on-the-Heavens level beings. It was a truly terrifying creature, rarely seen even over hundreds of thousands or millions of years.

"Its physical body could withstand attacks from Reflecting-on-the-Heavens level powerhouses, and as for its soul venom, it was simply incurable!"

The Saint Master's expression was grave; he increasingly felt the terror of this place, which was actually on Earth, something they hadn't known back then.

On the ultimate venomous creature's head was a fatal wound, a sword mark. A single sword had pierced its skull, shattering its divine soul and leaving behind an empty shell, dead in this place.

"The cultivator who could kill it with a single sword is incredibly formidable, truly amazing!" the Saint Master said with utmost seriousness.

The deadliest venomous creature was considered a forbidden existence in the universe; even the ancestors of various sects dared not provoke it, unless they brought out one of their top ten sect-protecting weapons for an overwhelming attack!

Chu Feng felt a bit numb. Seeing half a true dragon skull, then the ultimate venomous creature, this place had too many surprises for him.

As they advanced, the bones in the abyss became more numerous. Not only were they strewn everywhere, but some inexplicable carcasses also hung from the rock walls. It was hard to imagine what kind of battle had taken place here back then, and how many had died.

"People from the Yang Realm!" Yaoyao exclaimed, staring ahead. In the abyss, there was an open area, like a battlefield, where Yang energy surged, dispelling the eerie aura from before.

In this very spot, there were many glowing corpses, emitting Yang energy even in death. They were like active volcanoes, with surging vital energy rising like wolf smoke straight upwards.

Chu Feng gasped, asking, "Are these also people who died in battle here millions, or even tens of millions of years ago?"

"Yes!" the Saint Master nodded, his body glowing as he shielded Chu Feng, who otherwise wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Having been dead for so long, yet still erupting with vital energy like active volcanoes, with Yang energy so dense it seemed to boil—this was simply unimaginable.

"These are... great beings from the Yang Realm, who died in battle here!" Yaoyao said.

Without a doubt, these were at least Reflecting-on-the-Heavens level beings. Twelve of them lay horizontally, their corpses here. Some had their skullcaps ripped open, some had terrifying blood holes in their foreheads, and some had been split vertically into two halves!

Suddenly, the Saint Master stopped, and Chu Feng and Yaoyao followed suit.

This was because the old man ahead stood motionless. They had now reached the end of the abyss, with nowhere left to go.

A pair of massive gates blocked the way, entirely silver-white and a thousand feet tall. They were indestructible and robust; even after millions of years, they still retained a cold luster, obstructing the path forward.

Near the silver gate, half of a dragon's spine was severed and clamped. When the gate closed back then, it had severed a terrifying powerhouse of the Dragon Clan!

Chu Feng was horrified. He realized that the half-dragon skull he had seen earlier matched this scene!

What kind of place was this? His heart was shaken; inexplicably following Yaoyao's grandfather to the bottom of such an abyss, he had actually witnessed these terrifying truths.

"Could it be that behind this massive silver gate, it really connects to the Yang Realm?" Yaoyao asked.

"Even if not directly, it's certainly related to the Yang Realm!" the Saint Master said with a grave expression. The dozen or so corpses of great beings from the Yang Realm they saw along the way were still astonishing even now. How did they come from the Yang Realm, and why did they arrive here? They must have carried some kind of mission!