Chapter 772: Chu Feng's Son Issues a Warning

Blood-colored mountains, with steep cliffs, were enveloped by streaks of crimson lightning powerful enough to severely wound Golden Body Great Perfection evolvers. A rich medicinal fragrance emanated from the mountaintop, where vibrant red and crystalline small plants grew, nurtured by the blood of divine beasts – a true great medicine!

Below the peaks, evolvers gathered in groups, but their numbers were significantly fewer than before.

Originally, there were over 600 cosmic-level geniuses and 1,500 disciples from the Great Dream Pure Land, totaling over 2,000 individuals. Now, only slightly more than 900 remained.

This was primarily due to several charges by the silver tyrannosaurs, and many also perished from the lightning strikes on the blood-colored mountains. It had been an unfavorable start, resulting in heavy losses.

Over the past few days, people continuously went out to explore. Some returned alive, but more never reappeared.

"These so-called opportunities and fortunes are truly ironic," someone grumbled, full of resentment. "Five or six days have passed, and we've gained nothing, constantly living under the shadow of death."

They were all exceptionally talented individuals from various races, brimming with infinite potential. They had arrived excitedly, hoping to seize a grand opportunity that would shape their lives, but who could have imagined that their arrival here would be like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads?

Someone tried to comfort them, saying, "The more dangerous this world is, the more substantial the opportunities we can acquire."

"Oh, forget it," another countered. "Ouye and Wu Lunhui, who were the first to explore, have been gone for five or six days now. Even those two powerhouses—one with the Overlord Divine Body and the other possessing human king's blood—have never returned. What hope do we have? Can you and I possibly be stronger than them? Those two are surely dead beyond a doubt."

Many people fell silent; this was the harsh reality. Especially those who had personally explored had witnessed swarms of rats and even discovered Golden Body-level raptors locked in battle.

Some had even seen, from afar, innumerable monsters surging out from the Fierce Beast Plateau, rushing and roaring. They were densely packed, both in the sky and on the ground. That magnificent and terrifying scene was enough to make even saints retreat.

Therefore, many people had fallen into despair.

"Wu Lunhui should be dead," Luo Kunyu, the direct descendant of the Heavenly God Clan, stated. "However, our clan's envoy has returned alive. He must have brought back extremely valuable news."

Not long ago, Luo Shirong, the envoy from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace, had returned, weary from travel and with injuries to his divine soul. As soon as he arrived, he immediately summoned the most powerful and gifted individuals—including Ying Wudi, Yuan Shicheng, Shi Hong of the Buddhist Clan, Jin Lin of the Daoist Clan, Yan Luo of the Corpse Clan, and Qin Luoyin of the Great Dream Pure Land—to gather for a secret discussion.

Everyone else was surprised and extremely curious: what discovery had Luo Shirong, the envoy from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace, made? What kind of news had he brought back that required such secrecy?

However, no one dared to pry; those gathered there were the most powerful representatives, and their status was unshakeable.

At that moment, Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng returned quietly. They carefully observed the people gathered there and noticed some human-shaped ashes below the mountain, clearly victims of the crimson lightning.

However, this area had not been impacted by beast tides, so it was relatively safe.

"Ah, Wu Lunhui, Brother Wu, you're back!" someone exclaimed, discovering the two and immediately calling out in surprise and delight.

Everyone was startled and immediately stood up, looking their way.

These two had left the earliest, and everyone had presumed them dead. Yet, here they were, returning completely unharmed.

Luo Kunyu, the direct descendant of the Heavenly God Clan, immediately shut his mouth. He had just declared Wu Lunhui dead, and now the two had instantly appeared.

"My kin, you are truly amazing; blessed with great fortune, a long life, and profound destiny," Hei Xuan, who possessed the Black Tortoise bloodline, stretched a large black head toward Ouyang Feng and said, "I knew it. Our tortoise clan is long-lived and always auspicious."

Ouyang Feng felt a pang in his liver from this greeting, but he couldn't refuse the other's good intentions. He forced a smile and nodded in acknowledgment.

"My cousin has been terribly worried these past few days," Hei Xuan added, pursing his lips to signal Ouyang Feng. On the other side, a black mountain tortoise was winking at Ouyang Feng, revealing a sweet smile that, among the tortoise clan, could be described as incredibly alluring.

Ouyang Feng instantly recoiled two steps, his hair standing on end. He shivered, then recoiled his neck, feeling an urgent need to urinate. He dared not look again, wanting only to hide from Hei Xuan and his cousin.

This kind of "charm," this kind of "allure"—he truly couldn't handle it!

"Everyone, come over, a major event has occurred," Ouyang Feng said, changing the subject with a very serious expression.

The crowd was startled, and expressions of surprise appeared on their faces.

At this moment, Qin Luoyin spoke up, approaching from afar with a sweet smile. "Brother Wu, Brother Ouye, you're back, just in time! Please come over quickly; we are discussing important matters."

Many people were envious. That area was where a group of top-tier geniuses, representatives of various major forces, gathered. The fact that Wu Lunhui and Ouye were invited as soon as they returned signified recognition of their identity and status.

Upon closer thought, they certainly deserved a place there. After all, one possessed human king's blood, and the other was an Overlord Divine Body—both were bloodlines that had shaken the past and the present.

"The envoy from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace hasn't returned yet, has he?" Ouyang Feng asked.

Qin Luoyin smiled faintly, her bright eyes and white teeth gleaming. She said, "Let's not discuss that now. Both of you, please come over quickly; we have matters to discuss."

At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly froze, then became entranced, and finally spaced out. This was because, at that very instant, he heard a voice calling him—"Dad."

In an instant, he was utterly stunned, feeling like he'd been struck by lightning. Who was so shameless as to call him "Dad"? Was this a joke, or had someone lost their mind?

However, he couldn't pinpoint the source; the voice was too indistinct, dispersed, and unclear.

Inside the mist within Qin Luoyin's soul armor, the little Daoist was incredibly anxious. He could sense nearby situations, but anything slightly farther away was beyond his reach. Furthermore, transmitting sound was extremely difficult for him!

While the mist from the Reincarnation Cave surrounding him offered protection, it also isolated him, making it very difficult to transmit his mental energy outwards and preventing smooth communication.

He and his biological father shouldn't be very far apart; his life imprint was resonating, but it could only attract a tiny bit of attention from the other party.

"Dad, help! I'm your unborn offspring, your biological son! Also, you're in great danger, can you hear me?!" he yelled frantically. However, only a faint, almost negligible wisp of his mental energy was transmitted, scattering and breaking off as soon as it reached the outside world.

What Chu Feng heard was fragmented and disjointed: words like "dear father," "help," "offspring," and "great danger" came through intermittently.

Then, Chu Feng searched carefully, using his powerful mental perception. Excluding the people nearby, he followed his instinct and walked forward!

He was very focused, blocking out everything else, even ignoring Qin Luoyin. However, he was, in fact, moving closer in Qin Luoyin's direction.

"Please come this way!" Qin Luoyin beckoned. She was peerlessly beautiful; even as a spiritual body transformed into human form, she was graceful and captivating. Dressed in mottled five-colored soul armor, she exuded a hint of heroism, her beauty unparalleled, truly worthy of being a goddess-level figure.

Both Ouyang Feng and Chu Feng walked forward, keeping pace with her.

Just then, Chu Feng heard the faint voice transmission again.

This was because the little Daoist was struggling frantically and shouting loudly: "Dear father, I was still counting on you to save me, but now you yourself are in danger! Be careful…"

Chu Feng didn't hear everything, but his heart trembled. He vaguely heard the two words "danger." Was someone warning him? He suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Ouyang Feng also heard a secret message from Hei Xuan: "My kin, what did you mean by asking if the envoy from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace had returned? He came back not long ago and was just secretly discussing with a group of the most powerful geniuses."

Ouyang Feng also stopped instantly, terrifying divine light shooting from his eyes, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

"Haha, Brother Wu, Brother Ouye, why are you still standing there stunned? Come this way!" In the distance, Yan Luo, the Corpse Clan successor, laughed loudly and waved at them.

There, Daoist Son Jin Lin, Buddhist Son Shi Hong, Feathered Divine Body, Ying Wudi, Yuan Shicheng, Ying Zixian, Vermillion Bird Fairy, Yuan Yuan, and others were all present.

However, Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng took several steps back, putting distance between themselves and the group. They instantly felt danger and became seriously vigilant.

On the opposite side, those individuals were formidable; they immediately realized that Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng had sensed something. Someone instantly shouted, "Take those two down!"

Yan Luo further ordered the geniuses allied with his Corpse Clan to seal off the area, preparing to capture Wu Lunhui and Ouye.

At the same time, Ying Wudi, Qin Luoyin, Daoist Son Jin Lin, and others also had their expressions slightly darken. They instructed everyone to surround the area and prevent the two from escaping.

The next moment, Luo Shirong, the envoy from the Chaos Heavenly God Palace, appeared, slowly emerging from behind a large boulder with a faint smile on his face.

The moment Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng saw him, they instantly guessed many things.

"Wu Lunhui, Ouye, do you still have any humanity left?!" Luo Shirong roared, directly launching his accusation as soon as he appeared.

Chu Feng reacted swiftly. Unlike Luo Shirong, who tried to build momentum and stir emotions, Chu Feng directly roared out the truth, aiming to expose it before his opponent could.

"Shameless wretch, you colluded with the creatures of this world…" Chu Feng roared, essentially racing against his opponent to make his accusation.

"Despicable villain, you've killed our comrades…" Ouyang Feng also reacted with lightning speed, roaring decisively.

Luo Shirong didn't panic. Instead, he stopped building momentum and quickly transmitted a message, forcibly interrupting them with terrifying mental energy. This was the mental fluctuation of a quasi-Golden Body level expert. He rebuked, "You two rebels, you want to turn the tables and blame us? You are utterly malicious, having killed many of our fellow practitioners! Your hearts are black; you deserve to be executed!"

It had to be said, this person was incredibly powerful. His voice transmission, at the quasi-Golden Body level, resonated throughout the area like a peal of thunder, shaking everyone's bodies and secretly startling them.

If it came to a fight, how many would be a match for Luo Shirong?

Ouyang Feng was so incensed he stamped his feet, utterly disgusted. This person was too malicious, daring to be the first to accuse them, claiming they had betrayed their own universe, colluded with the beings of this world, and harbored ulterior motives. He was truly despicable.

Seeing the expressions on Ying Wudi, Yuan Shicheng, Jin Lin, Shi Hong, and the others, Chu Feng immediately knew it was somewhat late to say anything now. Luo Shirong had returned early and had already secretly met with a group of important figures, slandering them extensively.

The reason it wasn't announced publicly was likely fear that someone might secretly warn them via voice transmission upon their return. The intention was to lure them into a deadly trap, ensuring their foolproof elimination!

Chu Feng's heart burned with rage at being so wrongfully accused and schemed against.

Undoubtedly, Luo Shirong's early return gave him an absolute advantage and initiative, instantly placing Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng in an extremely perilous situation.

"If it weren't for my innate divine ability—Clairaudience—all of us would have been betrayed and killed by these two scoundrels," Luo Shirong remarked, explaining to the crowd. "It truly is a case of knowing someone's face but not their heart!"

Luo Shirong continued to lament and explain to the crowd, though in fact, he had already "explained" the situation to Jin Lin, Shi Hong, Ying Zixian, Qin Luoyin, Yuan Shicheng, and others.

Only now, with Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng caught in the net, could the public also "know" the truth.

Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng's hearts immediately sank. They instantly realized what had gone wrong: this person had actually cultivated the peerless divine ability, Clairaudience. He was simply the source of all their trouble.

Evidently, when Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng discovered this person colluding with the humanoid beings of this world, the other party might also have secretly overheard their movements.

Just as Chu Feng could use a super-god level ability like Fiery Golden Eyes in his spiritual body state, the other party could clearly use the Clairaudience divine ability in his soul state to discover them.

In fact, it was true. Luo Shirong had encountered that group of cavalry, and to survive, he didn't hesitate to reveal all sorts of secrets about his own universe. He also stated his willingness to cooperate with them, to capture everyone who came, and deliver them for the "research" of the deities they served.

At the last moment, he felt uneasy and was extremely cautious, using his Clairaudience divine ability to probe in all directions. He happened to sense Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng departing into the distance and overheard fragments of their conversation.

At that moment, his first reaction was naturally to silence them. He immediately informed the cavalry troop and urged them to pursue quickly.

However, Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng's speed was one factor, and during that time, several smaller-scale beast tides also occurred, so even the cavalry troop didn't dare to pursue them, only able to evade.

This was because their forces were too few to resist.

Luo Shirong, on one hand, suggested that the cavalry troop split into several groups and continue searching for and pursuing Wu Lunhui and Ouyang Feng from different directions. On the other hand, he himself set off early on his return journey. Of course, if he happened to encounter Wu Lunhui and Ouyang Feng, he would naturally eliminate them completely.

He was luckier than Chu Feng and the others; after evading three beast tides, he found a relatively safe path and returned one step earlier.

Upon nearing the blood-colored mountains, he secretly contacted Luo Kunyu and learned that Wu Lunhui and Ouye had not yet returned, which completely relieved him.

He was confident that he could control the situation entirely here and easily kill those two!

At this moment, the area trembled, and everyone grew very nervous. The idea that someone had colluded with a cavalry troop from this world was simply a great disaster.

If they were truly captured, and their souls were refined or something similar, they doubted if they could ever return to their original universe. Although the people from the Great Dream Pure Land guaranteed that they could return even after dying in this world, everyone was still worried.

What if they were caught by a top-tier mighty being and dissected for research? They would surely suffer terribly, perhaps even dying soul-wise in a foreign land, never able to return.

Ouyang Feng was infuriated. He angrily retorted, "Nonsense! You're slandering us, Luo Shirong, you bastard! How dare you falsely accuse us? You're afraid to admit what you've done!"

Hei Xuan, however, was displeased and quietly reminded him, "My kin, it's not good to insult people like that; you're cursing us too." He himself wasn't swayed and still favored Ouye.

Ouyang Feng was choked and greatly angered, but at the same time, he secretly felt fortunate he hadn't cursed him into something worse. Reacting swiftly, he declared, "I cursed him correctly! He is a bastard, which means a turtle's son. He's a descendant of our tortoise clan!"

Everyone was speechless.

However, this kind of banter couldn't change the terrible atmosphere in the area. Full of killing intent, everyone was extremely serious, preparing for battle!

Luo Shirong wore a cold smile, unprovoked. Deep within his eyes, formed by mental energy, was a strong sense of mockery, though ordinary people couldn't discern it.

He was confident he could cruelly torture the two to death.

"Luo Shirong, do you have any shame left?" Chu Feng asked. He was very calm, without a trace of panic, standing steadily and staring down his opponent.