Chapter 809: Little Taoist Reveals the Truth

Chu Feng asked again and again, but the young Taoist priest remained silent. The silver-haired loli simply pouted and said, "What's there to keep secret?"

In fact, Ying Zhexian and Qin Luoyin were also watching, and Ouyang Feng stretched his long neck, practically wanting to spit at the young Taoist to make him explain clearly.

Chu Feng secretly sent a voice message: "Son, if this thing is really useful, maybe I can loot a batch."

"A batch?!"

The young Taoist priest's eyes instantly widened in shock. Then he recalled his first encounter with Chu Feng, where this guy sat side-by-side with that mud statue above. This was truly terrifying. Most importantly, his father really had the opportunity to act in such a way!

He had been annoyed earlier, but now, upon closer thought, it was horrifying. This utterly naive father must harbor a great secret; otherwise, how could he have reached the end of the reincarnation path and… robbed travelers there?!

In his opinion, it was akin to a fairy tale, something that would shock even supreme experts, yet… probably no one would believe it.

"Can you really still go there and get supreme talismans?" The young Taoist was clearly tempted.

"If anyone else passes by, I'll just knock them out a few more times or hit them with a dark brick," Chu Feng said with remarkable composure and casualness.

At that moment, the young Taoist felt heartbroken again, his face filled with resentment, his eyes not just spitting fire, but almost bleeding.

"What's the origin of your talisman?" Chu Feng asked again.

The young Taoist didn't want to engage with him again, feeling constantly hurt.

Finally, after repeated questioning, he reluctantly spoke.

"Its origin is boundless. In my world, all the mighty experts united, and several immortal ancient dynasties and holy lands, with legacies spanning millions of years, attacked together. They assaulted the first forbidden zone left over from the Primordial Era. Ultimately, the most powerful Dao lineages were annihilated, and only a few individuals emerged alive, bringing out this black talisman."

His words were astonishing.

Even Chu Feng was speechless for a moment. Could it be that sinister?

"I don't know about other places, but even with many supreme experts from our world uniting, they suffered a crushing defeat and only managed to bring out this one ancestral talisman," the young Taoist emphasized.

"That terrifying?" Chu Feng asked, skeptical.

The young Taoist replied, "Yes, in the legends of the Yang Realm, powerful beings who have hibernated for countless ages might be able to extract a talisman from such supreme forbidden zones if several of them join forces. However, there are definitely no people of that caliber in our world, so it's incredibly difficult. If it came to that level of conflict, it could easily destroy the star-sea world."

"Where are you from?" Chu Feng asked.

"My world is adjacent to the Yang Realm, but it's not the Yang Realm itself. Its scale is similar to your universe, but the Yang Qi is much more intense."

Such words were startling.

According to him, the Yang Realm was vast and boundless, but also merely a legend, almost impossible to reach.

The Yang Realm was too mysterious, and no more could be learned about it.

On their side, they were blocked by chaos and cut off from the Yang Realm.

On this side of the chaos, there were some smaller universes, such as Chu Feng's Underworld, the young Taoist's world, and shattered chaotic universes.

From far to near, the Yang Qi in these places gradually became denser, but their combined size was still not as vast as the Yang Realm, not even comparable to its most remote corner.

Overall, in the eyes of the most ancient powerful beings of the Yang Realm, all these worlds adjacent to chaos, regardless of their Yang Qi concentration, were considered nether-regions, spaces with abundant Yin Qi, collectively referred to as the Underworld.

"The powerful beings of the Yang Realm cannot cross over, otherwise no one could stop them," the young Taoist said.

In fact, with the passage of long ages, ordinary people, apart from the most ancient existences in the Yang Realm, were unsure whether the Underworld still existed.

There was a saying that those in the Underworld were all deceased, beings formed from obsessions, not truly alive.

Another theory suggested that the evolutionary civilizations in the Underworld were all inadvertently brought over by people from the Yang Realm during their cross-realm travels. They were incomplete and utterly incomparable to the Yang Realm, separated by a vast chasm.

Naturally, this "Underworld" also included the young Taoist's world and the shattered universes within chaos.

All worlds on the side of chaos were referred to as the Underworld or Nether Regions.

What the young Taoist revealed greatly impacted Chu Feng and the others.

The grand world stage was in the Yang Realm; that was where "living people" belonged, where true Yang Realm prodigies roamed, and where powerful individuals competed.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the most ancient powerful beings of the Yang Realm, the Underworld was merely the most barren and backward wasteland, a resting place for spirits, essentially a graveyard, with no true evolutionary civilization to speak of.

Chu Feng said, "Forget it, let's not talk about this; it's annoying. We'll discuss it again when we personally go to the Yang Realm to contend for supremacy and step onto the true grand stage."

"Father, are you sure you can still go to the reincarnation path and cause trouble?" The young Taoist asked, his face full of hope. He felt his soul-light intensely pulsating, and his soul-blood was almost boiling.

If one could truly traverse the reincarnation path, it would be unimaginable, simply defying the heavens.

"The difficulty is immense, a near-certain death, but I estimate there's a certain chance if I force my way through," Chu Feng replied.

The young Taoist was petrified because, to his knowledge, according to the records in various ancient texts from his world, even the most ancient powerful beings in the Yang Realm might not dare to cause such a stir.

"Do you know the origin of this reincarnation path? Was it naturally formed, or did it appear through other means?" Chu Feng asked him.

"The waters here are too deep; don't probe. At the very least, our realm only has fragments of information, none dared to truly record it, so it's unclear. Someone who died in the Yang Realm revived in our realm, becoming a 'living dead.' Based on what he said and the notes he left after his meditation in our world, analyzing this, very few powerful beings in the Yang Realm know the truth, which is deeply hidden."

Since this father intended to return his black talisman, and there was a possibility of teaming up with him to undertake a world-shaking endeavor on the reincarnation path, the young Taoist priest no longer concealed information and spoke extensively about what he knew.

"Who sculpted that mud statue, and what's the point of putting it there? Is it just to enjoy the occasional talisman and incense offerings over millions of years?"

"Unspeakable. That mud statue might not be inanimate; it could be alive," the young Taoist said nervously, telling Chu Feng it was best not to mention that entity again.

According to him, if the reincarnation path was indeed artificially arranged, the mud statue must have been one of the participants. Just thinking about it was terrifying.

For humans to create reincarnation—that was beyond simply defying the heavens.

"The ancient dynasties and most powerful holy lands in our world jointly attacked the first forbidden zone of our realm. It was incredibly difficult to retrieve even one black talisman. The mere qualification certificate to step onto the reincarnation path with memories intact is so hard to obtain, which gives a glimpse into its terrifying nature."

The young Taoist explained that several of the most powerful forces in his realm were annihilated, their ambitions shattered in that forbidden zone left from the Primordial Era.

Eventually, a small group escaped. Besides bringing out a black talisman, they also informed future generations that reincarnation was merely a fraction of the terrifying truth, and the waters were too deep. Even if one day they could reign supreme and felt incomparably powerful, they must never delve into those deeper mysteries.

"Do you think I was scared as a child?" Ouyang Feng sneered, spit, then immediately felt something was off. It was soul light and spiritual energy, so he sucked it back.

This truly ruined the atmosphere. Seeing him do that, the others felt uncomfortable and immediately snapped out of their previous thoughts.

The young Taoist finally sighed, "I have a hidden concern. I embark on the reincarnation path only to become strong enough to one day go to the Yang Realm, because according to a certain saying, the world we inhabit will ultimately face a great catastrophe."

"What do you mean?" the silver-haired loli asked.

"This existence will ultimately vanish. Fragments of a broken turtle shell unearthed in our realm contain scattered words, saying that only Yang Realm seeds can survive, and those who wish to rise must also be Yin Realm seeds."

"Hmm?!" Even Ying Zhexian showed a startled expression, unable to maintain her serene and detached demeanor.

"Are 'Yang Realm seeds' referring to unusual seeds?" Chu Feng asked, as he possessed three such seeds, which were of great significance!

"The 'seeds' refer to evolvers and order," the young Taoist replied.

This made Chu Feng pause, as it was different from what he had imagined.

The others, however, felt a chill run down their spines, experiencing a great terror.

Chu Feng spoke, saying, "Calm down, it's nothing major. Keep your inner peace; no hardship is truly a big deal, and all can be overcome safely."

He spoke lightly and casually, appearing very composed, educating the young Taoist priest with the air of a benevolent father and an elder.

Ying Zhexian and Qin Luoyin secretly nodded; this demeanor indeed added to Chu Feng's appeal.

Ouyang Feng curled his lip, wanting to say, "You're a human trafficker!"

The young Taoist also wanted to shout, "Do I, this humble Taoist, need your poisoned chicken soup? My spoken words are true words, and what I utter becomes divine law!"

Chu Feng smiled gently, becoming even more detached, calm, and serene.

Then, with a boom, a bolt of crimson lightning struck down from the sky, hitting him directly on the head, making his vision darken and stars burst before his eyes, almost causing him to faint.

With a whoosh, the young Taoist priest shot away, putting a great distance between himself and Chu Feng.

Everyone present was stunned, then watched as one crimson lightning bolt after another struck down, all hitting Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was furious. What was happening? Why was he being struck by lightning again?!

In an instant, all his composure, peace, and fatherly demeanor vanished. He was utterly enraged; being randomly struck at such a moment truly felt like a direct assault on his dignity.

The young Taoist, smiling from a distance, felt a knot of frustration finally loosen in his heart. He said, "Acting high and mighty gets you struck by lightning, from head to toe!"

Ouyang Feng, who had been staring blankly, then burst into laughter, saying, "One must be low-key and never forget their roots. Do you know what karma is?"

Then, he even began to sing gloatingly: "The Heavenly Dao has reincarnation, who can Heaven spare?"

Then, with a crash, a thick bolt of green lightning suddenly descended from the sky, striking him directly on the head. It left him bewildered and glowing green all over.

Ouyang Feng shrieked, darting about in unbearable pain.

The young Taoist, very calm, softly hummed, "The Heavenly Dao has reincarnation, who can Heaven spare?"