Chapter 768: New World

The temple was pitch black, so dark that no one could see their own body parts when they looked down, nor could they see those around them. It was utterly dark and silent, as if they had fallen into eternal oblivion.

Then, a voice resonated within each person's mind, informing them that they could choose a meditative position. Their physical bodies would remain here while their souls embarked on a journey of conquest to seize the greatest opportunities.

Only at this final moment were some rules revealed: if they were to perish in that terrifying, despair-inducing, yet hope-filled world, their souls would return and immediately separate from their physical bodies within this temple.

Of course, during the return process, the truth would be erased, and some memories would be difficult to retrieve.

"Cherish this rare opportunity," the voice continued. "Even a shred of memory brought back will be an invaluable treasure; it might contain peerless scriptures, secret techniques, and more. Unfortunately, over all these years, we still haven't grasped the essence of that world. We've only managed to bring back simple memory fragments, piecing together a very blurry outline."

Soon after, the souls of these cosmic-level geniuses would depart, entering that unknown world. Physical bodies and ordinary weapons could not pass through; only soul secret treasures could be carried, nothing else was permitted!

Then, the voice vanished. A mechanical voice began a countdown, indicating that an ancient inherited artifact was orchestrating everything.

Everyone was awe-struck and solemn, focusing their minds intently.

"Put on your armor, and be careful!"

Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng, standing close by, communicated mentally. In that instant, Chu Feng donned thirty-six layers of spiritual armor, also known as soul armor.

He had nothing but an abundance of weapons and secret treasures on him, possessing piles of both physical and spiritual armor.

This was because before selling the Saint Sons and Saintesses on Earth, his first action was always to strip them of all their belongings, not even sparing the artifacts protecting their spirits within their bodies.

Ouyang Feng moved quickly, donning thirty layers of spiritual armor in one go. These were all high-quality items, which they had equally divided.

Then, Chu Feng took out dozens of sets of physical armor, putting them on while also tossing a large pile to Ouyang Feng.

"We're going to another world. Our souls will cross over to battle, and our physical bodies aren't needed there, so why bother?" Ouyang Feng asked, perplexed.

Chu Feng replied, "Our physical bodies will remain motionless in this place, which is always unsettling. What if some people return after failing, and someone else attacks them?"

Although Ouyang Feng was foul-mouthed, he now took the pile of armor from Chu Feng without a word and immediately began putting it on. He already wore a tortoise shell, and now he swelled up even more, almost becoming a complete sphere.

Both of them had each put on over thirty layers of physical armor in one go. This would be absolutely unsuitable for combat, making movement difficult and appearing extremely bulky.

"Let's find out where that girl Qin Luoyin is," Ouyang Feng whispered to Chu Feng, his eyes shifty.

"What for?" Chu Feng asked him.

Ouyang Feng said, "If something unexpected happens, standing with her would be relatively safe."

"Good point!" Chu Feng released his spiritual power, searching the area. He was somewhat surprised; this dark, void-like area was somewhat terrifying, as his spiritual power was quickly obstructed and rapidly depleted after extending only a short distance.

He finally found her. Moreover, he also discovered that Ying Zhexian, Yuan Yuan, Vermilion Bird Fairy, and even the silver-haired little loli Ying Xiaoxiao were there.

Everyone else was tense, highly focused, and preparing to enter another world. Only these two were still moving like thieves, communicating while shifting their positions.

Even along the way, they unceremoniously pushed someone aside. The person became alarmed and enraged, but upon releasing their spiritual sense, they discovered it was Jun Tuo's son, possessing the Tyrant God Body bloodline, and immediately suppressed their annoyance.

The countdown reached its final moments!

Chu Feng and his companion decisively changed positions, moving close to Qin Luoyin and her group. They then discovered that this area was surrounded layer upon layer by disciples of the Great Dream Pure Land.

Clearly, they were all guarding Qin Luoyin. The Great Dream Pure Land was also taking precautions, even though they were certain nothing would go wrong on their own territory.

"Depart!"

The mechanical voice rang out. In an instant, everyone felt their spiritual light clusters leave their bodies, rushing towards the darkest area ahead.

This was beyond their control; it was a tremendous gravitational pull, forcibly drawing everyone's souls and detaching them from their physical bodies.

One could see clusters of light rising from the pitch-black great hall, plunging into the dark, unknown area at the very front.

At this last crucial moment, Chu Feng resisted. After his spiritual light cluster left his body, he did not follow the others, but resisted intensely.

Chu Feng glanced around, then used his spiritual power to move his physical body to a spot between Ying Zhexian and Qin Luoyin, feeling more secure this way.

Then, he gave a kick, sending Ouyang Feng's physical body, bulky like a ball, over there as well.

Nearby, hundreds of physical bodies of Great Dream Pure Land disciples were clustered and gathered, providing protection.

Chu Feng soared up, being among the last to depart, lingering at the rear of the group, and rushing into the darkness.

In the process, he was surprised that when he carried his spiritual weapon, the Yang Realm Seed—the Soul Bell—had actually merged into his spiritual light cluster, allowing him to take it along.

This was a black vortex at the end of the hall, devouring all spirit bodies. Normal matter could hardly pass through; only spiritual entities and similar forms could.

In an instant, Chu Feng's vision went black, followed by a sensation of spinning uncontrollably. He was violently tossed within this colossal black vortex.

He had the illusion that this was like a giant black abyssal eye in the sea, surrounded by colossal, terrifying waves capable of crushing all kinds of massive creatures at any moment. The vortex spun at extreme speed.

Finally, he was sucked into the deepest part of the "abyssal eye"!

At this moment, Chu Feng's spirit was highly concentrated, his thirty-six layers of spiritual armor glowed, and the black bell formed by the Yang Realm Seed shone, enveloping him.

The next moment, Chu Feng felt a sense of weightlessness; with a whoosh, he fell out of the black vortex into an unknown area, feeling himself plummeting.

Upon closer inspection, there was indeed a starry sky, but it was dim and entangled by a layer of black mist. He then accelerated his descent, heading towards a specific area.

Then he saw the main group, like a shower of meteors, all glowing and gathered together, whistling through the sky as they were guided towards a landmass.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Dozens of breaths later, over two thousand evolvers landed on the ground. All were in spirit body form, with no exceptions, each maintaining a human form and emitting a radiant glow.

Everyone felt a bit bewildered. Where was this place, and where was the opportunity they sought?

From the ground, large patches of black mist arose, possessing strong corrosive properties that caused some damage to spirit bodies. Some unfortunate individuals, who stood near the source of the black gas, immediately screamed, instantly transforming into a shower of light and were sucked away by the black vortex in the sky.

"Is this it?" Some people looked up, watching the disappearing clusters of light. It was ridiculous and utterly not worth it to have their journey end so soon after arriving in this world.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a bloody lightning bolt streaked across. The person who had just spoken screamed, and dozens of people around him also roared in pain, unable to dodge even with quick reactions.

Dozens of people exploded, absorbed by the black vortex in the sky, and vanished.

At this moment, no one could laugh anymore. There was no time to mock others when they could barely protect themselves.

A large group of people quickly dispersed, taking advantageous positions to guard against the black mist bubbling out from some caves and the inexplicably appearing bloody lightning.

People observed this world. It was very eerie, with the sky and earth being gray, obscured by leaden clouds. The ground was like twilight, or even darker. Numerous caves emitted wisps of black mist, which, after confirmation, was identified as a terrifying Earth Fiend capable of harming spirits.

In the distance, there were blood-red mountain peaks, enveloped in lightning. The crimson lightning that had just struck came from one of these mountains, killing dozens of people.

"Is this a spiritual world?" someone asked.

"No, it's a very real world!" a prominent disciple of the Great Dream Pure Land spoke, emphasizing that everything they saw was real and should not be treated as a dream.

"If you die, even if you can return to your original world, you'll need at least several months to recover, because you'll have suffered severe spiritual trauma here!" another disciple from the Great Dream Pure Land added.

Then, they said no more, because they didn't know much either; this was all the result of explorations by past sages.

Once back in their original world, everything would be forgotten, their memories severed by an unknown energy, leaving only scattered fragments.

Countless generations of exploration had only managed to explore a tiny, blurry corner of this world.

"Family, let's stick together for mutual support."

A large black head poked out next to Ouyang Feng. It was an evolver with Xuanwu bloodline, named Hei Xuan, whose tortoise shell was densely patterned and whose entire body was jet black.

Ouyang Feng held back for a long time, steam practically coming out of his nose. But seeing Chu Feng glare at him intensely, he finally restrained himself and, pinching his nose, said, "Alright!"

"The tortoise shell we've constructed with our spiritual power still retains the Dao patterns from our physical bodies," Hei Xuan said. "Its defense is astonishing, giving us an advantage here."

People formed small groups of three to five, dispersing to explore the nearby terrain and understand the situation.

Soon, people made a horrifying discovery: all the caves emitting black fiendish energy had major issues. They were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, at least massive burial pits for one hundred thousand people.

There should have been a strong smell of decay inside, but they couldn't smell it because they were all in spirit body form.

Finally, they employed secret techniques to make themselves function in all aspects like physical bodies, replacing senses like smell with spiritual perception, thereby recovering them.

"What a terrible environment!"

Everyone frowned. Could such a place hold great opportunities?

"Fairy Qin, are you certain that once we leave here, all of us will forget everything about this place?" someone asked.

"Yes, you can only remember tiny, negligible bits," Qin Luoyin nodded. She wore five-colored soul armor, protecting herself well. In her human form, she looked no different from usual, with captivating curves, bright eyes, white teeth, and peerless grace.

"Excellent, that puts my mind at ease!"

The moment they finished speaking, that person, with a whoosh, conjured a soul sword and instantly beheaded someone nearby—a sudden, fatal attack!

"What... are you doing?!" a Great Dream Pure Land disciple shouted. They had been warned by their elders not to engage in internal strife here, or there would be big trouble.

"I've disliked him for a long time; we have a grudge," the person said. As they spoke, they swung their sword several times, completely shattering the roaring, struggling person, who then dissolved into a shower of light and vanished.

Such an event happening so soon after arriving cast a pall over many people's hearts. They each retreated, watching each other warily.

However, many also began seeking alliances. In a short while, dozens of groups, large and small, stood in various positions. Most people chose to team up.

Dozens of people gathered around Chu Feng, surrounding him and Ouyang Feng, because the two of them were too powerful, and many were willing to associate with them.

However, ninety percent of people preferred to stick with those they knew and were familiar with, as it felt safer.

The Great Dream Pure Land was very concerned about Chu Feng. Many disciples approached him to converse, hoping he would stay with the Great Dream Pure Land members and not separate.

"Easily done!" Chu Feng nodded.

"Everyone, let's get moving. This 'one night of dream Dao' has limited time," someone urged them to depart. "This area before us is too desolate and terrifying."

"Time is the least of our worries here," a Great Dream Pure Land disciple whispered. "'One night of dream Dao' for a hundred years isn't just talk. We just don't know who can last that long. Over such a long period, many might even form Daoist couples here."

"What did you say?" Ouyang Feng's divine sense was sharp, and he caught the whisper.

"In past sessions, quite a few spiritual Daoist couples have appeared," the disciple said quietly, then secretly glanced at one of his junior sisters nearby.

The Great Dream Pure Land had more female disciples than male disciples.

Ouyang Feng's eyes immediately widened, becoming perfectly round. He muttered to himself, "I need to choose a reliable Daoist partner!"

The disciple: "..."

"Brother Ouye, my cousin is also here, so you don't need to choose anymore," Hei Xuan said, poking his large black head over and enthusiastically gesturing for Ouyang Feng to look at a female mountain tortoise not far away.

Ouyang Feng: "#￥#￥!"

"Wu Lunhui, please come this way. Our Heavenly God Clan's envoy from chaos has something to discuss with you," said the direct descendant of the Heavenly God Clan, who had personally approached Chu Feng and spoke to him indifferently.

Chu Feng glanced at him askance. After all, he had once saved a disciple of that clan on Earth and was even praised for his noble righteousness.

How was it that after arriving here, this direct descendant of the clan was so impolite, not even bothering to discuss, just directly telling him to go, implying an order.

Soon, he understood: what happened here would not be spread. No one could leave with memories, so any attitude displayed now didn't matter.

Chu Feng gave him a look and ignored him.

"Brother Wu, be careful," someone whispered a reminder. "I strongly suspect that the envoy from the Primordial Heavenly God Palace is a master at the Golden Body level. His strength is truly terrifying!"

This made Chu Feng feel solemn. People from the Primordial Heavenly God Palace were this formidable?!

"He's an old genius who entered against the rules," another person whispered.

At this moment, Qin Luoyin spoke. "Everyone, I'll emphasize this again: internal strife is completely intolerable here. In fact, there's no time to waste on internal consumption."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the ground trembled. A terrifying beast roar, immense and earth-shattering, shook this land and then thundered closer.

"Run!"

Everyone was greatly alarmed. At the horizon, a silver ferocious beast stood upright and came running. Its aura was terrifyingly formidable, scattering the clouds in the sky.

This was a silver tyrannical dragon, over five hundred meters tall, with shimmering scales, its entire body wreathed in silver radiance. It was a terrifying Golden Body-level fierce beast, and it had reached the Great Perfection stage, possibly nearing the sub-saint level.

How could they fight this? Its power far surpassed everyone present.

Everyone had only one thought: to turn and run. If they truly resisted, they would only die in vain, needlessly losing their lives.

"Little ants from some foreign small pond," the beast's colossal spiritual roar shook the surroundings. "What a pity, they're all yin spirits, not even enough to fill my teeth."

It spoke with disdain, referring to Chu Feng's original universe as a "small pond."

A group of people frantically fled. Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng rushed into the group from the Great Dream Pure Land, getting close to Qin Luoyin, because they believed this sect understood this place the most and would have the best solutions.

The two thousand people fled in a desperate escape. After splitting up, they desperately rushed into the distance in various groups and clusters.

"Roar!"

Behind them, the five-hundred-meter-tall silver tyrannical dragon let out a mighty roar. Its body surged with vital energy, instantly filling the entire world.

In that very instant, hundreds of people who were lagging behind exploded, letting out piercing screams, disintegrating within the overwhelming crimson vital energy.

This sight was too terrifying!

Even as spirit bodies, everyone felt their scalps tingle with dread.

It was now confirmed that this Golden Body Great Perfection silver tyrannical dragon was invincible, indeed approaching the sub-saint level. If it truly pursued them, it would likely annihilate everyone.

Qin Luoyin led the Great Dream Pure Land members without a word, directly rushing towards a distant blood-red mountain peak where crimson lightning crackled.

This was exactly as Chu Feng had anticipated. The only chance of survival might be in that extremely dangerous place!

At the same time, other groups also recognized the situation and rushed towards several blood-red mountain peaks.

Even from a great distance, a refreshing medicinal fragrance could be detected. This was quite astonishing, as even spirit bodies could sense it!

"Divine medicine!"

"Heavens, there's a sacred medicine on the blood-red mountain peak!"

Some people cried out, utterly astonished. This type of medicinal herb must be effective for spiritual power; otherwise, spirit bodies would have difficulty sensing it so clearly.

"Mere yin spirits dare to eye the sacred medicine mountain? You're seeking death!" From behind, the terrifying silver tyrannical dragon pursued them, emitting overwhelming vital energy.

Another hundred-plus people who were lagging behind exploded. Once approached by its overbearing, masculine vital energy, they would instantly disintegrate, like ice and snow meeting the sun.