Chapter 926: Another Ultimate Breathing Technique

The old weasel seemed to have regressed, no longer speaking human language but instead squeaking and emitting wild, bestial cries.

Everyone nearby was terrified. This divine master held a high status, and they relied on its divination abilities even in the Underworld. How could such a situation be occurring?

The old weasel's eyes were very red, and blood oozed from its ears. Its appearance was somewhat frightening, and its body became increasingly hunched. It couldn't even sit still. Was it about to revert to its original form?

"Senior!" a group of people cried out, growing extremely anxious.

The old Celestial Dog swiftly intervened, injecting vigorous life energy into the Yellow Divine Master to help it counter the misfortune. If a divine master of divination were to completely transform into a wild animal, the loss would be incalculable.

"Squeak, squeak..." the Yellow Divine Master cried, its wild aura palpable. Its tail, somewhat bald with only a few strands of fur, lashed back and forth, and its body twitched.

After a long time, it coughed up another mouthful of blood. Only then did it gradually calm down and let out a long breath.

"Senior, are you alright?" the white-robed youth asked with concern.

Though the old Celestial Dog and the black crow were still ancient, they were like unsheathed divine blades, their aura sharp and formidable. Enveloped in astonishing divine light and energy, they continued to inject a large amount of vital energy into the Yellow Divine Master.

"How formidable! I was nearly caught!"

The old weasel was still shaken. It admitted it had been careless, using a secret divination technique in the divination domain that was prone to issues, which had resulted in such a powerful backlash.

In that instant, it felt utterly despairing, having nearly been forced back to its original form.

It was just a small Yin spirit; by all accounts, this shouldn't have been possible!

However, the Yellow Divine Master felt no anger; instead, it felt a little excited. Its dim eyes gradually brightened, for it clearly understood what this meant.

"That Yin spirit possesses something extraordinary!"

Everyone else present showed surprise upon hearing this. This was a divine master of divination; leaving aside its evolution, purely in terms of divination, it was truly unfathomable.

What extraordinary item could cause such a person to suffer a great loss and nearly revert to their original form? Immediately, everyone's eyes at the scene sparkled with intrigue.

"Fortunately, this is the Underworld," it said. "It cannot compare to even a corner of the Yang world, and the order here is incomplete. Otherwise, I truly wouldn't dare to divine."

The Yellow Divine Master dared to come to this universe precisely because its laws were flawed and its territory not vast enough. That's why it dared to perform divination in this 'pond' universe.

If it were in the Yang world, it would have no means; forcibly divining the secrets of such an ultimate artifact would likely lead to a miserable death.

It switched to a different divination method, manipulating a few turtle shells, and then began divining again. This time, the method was more secure.

However, it then began to cough up large mouthfuls of blood, with blood flowing from all seven orifices. It started squeaking again, and its eyes were slightly unfocused.

"Divine Master!" Those nearby were both shocked and afraid. What was happening? Hadn't it said it would be fine? Why was it in danger again? If it were to be forced back to its original form this time, they would probably have to ask a Celestial Venerable's descendant for help.

"It's nothing, this is the expected backlash, and it's not fatal!" The old weasel shook its head and recovered.

"Well?" the old crow asked quietly and cautiously, standing on the ship's rail with few feathers left and its eyes a scarlet red.

"I've roughly estimated which star domain it's in," the Yellow Divine Master replied, "but I cannot determine the exact coordinates." However, it was not disheartened at all; instead, it was very pleased.

Previously, when it simply tried to divine about those one or two artifacts, it couldn't even trigger a backlash because there was no clue whatsoever and it couldn't pinpoint their location.

Now, it was actually getting closer, all thanks to a Yin spirit!

"We are very fortunate," it said. "I surmise that artifact has not yet fully revived and does not truly belong to that Yin spirit yet. Otherwise, I would truly be powerless!"

Everyone felt a chill down their spines. An unrevived item could shield a person's heavenly secrets, and this was happening in the incomplete small cosmos of the Underworld.

If it were in the Yang world, even unrevived, the Yellow Divine Master would still be powerless.

"Find him as soon as possible to avoid any mishaps!" the old Celestial Dog declared, revealing a cold and sharp aura. It intended to act personally, as an evolutionist from the lineage of Celestial Venerable Taiwu, who harbored the greatest animosity towards Yin spirits.

Deep within the cosmos, Chu Feng was studying the stone box in his hand.

The box had six sides in total. At this moment, a faint shimmer on one of its sides dimmed, becoming rough again, so he put it away.

At that moment, the Ya Xian clan contacted him again, which greatly surprised him. The three ancient saints of that clan had actually agreed to let him examine their breathing technique.

What was this a sign of? He was quite suspicious. The other party had actually agreed; were they planning to ambush him?

Chu Feng was fearless. Holding the green gourd in one hand and the purple-gold bamboo in the other, he immediately set off. He wanted to see if the Ya Xian clan truly had the audacity to challenge him.

He was not arrogant; he did not set foot on Feixian Star but instead had their people enter space.

The elderly saintess of the Ya Xian clan appeared. Seeing Chu Feng fully armed, her old face instantly turned green. Was he deceiving them? Was he actually going to kill the three of them?

The other two sparse-haired old men also tensed their bodies, a chill running through them from head to toe. They too believed Chu Feng was going to kill them.

"You can't go back on your word!" the old woman said, her expression grim.

"Did you really bring the breathing technique?" Chu Feng asked, surprised. He suddenly felt that these three didn't look like they were setting a trap to ambush him.

But these three old fellows were too spineless, weren't they? They actually complied after he threatened them?

This left the Great Demon Chu quite speechless. He had thought these three ancient saints would have more integrity; he hadn't expected them to be such cowards, simply bowing their heads and submitting, willing to offer the breathing techniques ranked among the top three!

Chu Feng's heart burned with eagerness, because as far as he knew, the Ya Xian clan was among the top ten clans in the Yang world. Such scriptures were truly defying heaven!

Even if the version circulating in the Underworld was an incomplete technique, capable of cultivation only up to the level of Reflecting the Heavens, and might even have some flaws or minor errors, it was still more than enough. It could be called a world-class treasure-level inheritance!

Chu Feng's eyes gleamed with eagerness, truly shining with a green light.

But in the eyes of the three Ya Xian elders, it was quite terrifying and dangerous. Was this demon lord going to renege on his word and slaughter them? The three were terrified and anxious.

"Hmm, hand it over," Chu Feng said, "I hope you don't disappoint me."

The old woman hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she handed over a jade box. Inside, there was a very ancient animal hide, which recorded the clan's breathing scriptures.

"You really brought it?" Chu Feng knew at a glance that it should be real. The animal hide was too ancient, and the breathing technique recorded on it was extremely profound. A quick glance was enough to engross him.

The three saints muttered inwardly: *You* annihilated the Celestial God, Xilin, and Corpse races, and even destroyed three planets. Who wouldn't be afraid? How could they dare not bring it?

If not for the destruction of the three clans, they wouldn't have been so obliging. They were very worried that Chu Feng would wipe out the Ya Xian clan as well.

Chu Feng glanced at them sideways, really wanting to say, "You three old fellows are judging others by yourselves. Am I such a person?"

The three saints looked at him, but deep down, they were saying, "This demon lord is ruthless and merciless. He is definitely such a person!"

"How come there's another animal hide?" Chu Feng asked. There was another one at the bottom of the box, also very old.

"This is an improved breathing technique, more suitable for cultivation in the Underworld cosmos," the old woman answered truthfully.

"Good!" Chu Feng was overjoyed. So, the first one was a partial original brought from the Yang world?

If it weren't for their worry that Ying Xiaoxiao was too close to Chu Feng and might reveal everything—considering she had leaked such information before—the three saints would never have been so "considerate."

"You must keep your promise," the old woman emphasized, "You cannot pass this on to others in the Underworld cosmos!"

"Don't worry!" Chu Feng nodded, with a serious expression, and said, "The dharma is not to be transmitted to six ears!"

He quickly memorized the dense text on both ancient animal hide scrolls, then returned them and turned to leave. He didn't want to stay in one place for too long now.

It's over just like that? The three saints had been feeling anxious, afraid he would renege on his word and directly kill them; cold sweat had already been running down their backs. But now they found everything so simple.

The three looked at each other. They felt they had been too decisive and thorough in their cowardice this time. Judging from the opponent's behavior just now, it was clear they could have negotiated!

The three felt such intense regret that they almost vomited blood and beat their chests, their faces turning ashen. This demon lord had intimidated them and tricked them out of their clan's foundational scriptures; what heartbreak!

Chu Feng vanished in a flash. Rarely, in such a suppressive environment, his heart felt sweet. This was truly an unexpected delight; he hadn't imagined he would actually obtain a supreme breathing technique!

When he was in the foreign realm, he obtained some of the Buddhist clan's breathing techniques. Not long ago, he eliminated a group of Yang world inhabitants and found over a dozen breathing techniques they had collected, such as the Nine Luminaries and Undying, memorizing all of them.

Chu Feng felt an impulse. This was an opportunity for him to re-evolve, and he absolutely wanted to take the strongest path, leaving no regrets and correcting his unconventional methods.

With so many top-tier breathing techniques in his hand, coupled with the "strongest notes" from that old fox in the foreign realm, Chu Feng was thrilled and somewhat exhilarated just thinking about it.

In the Yang world, no one dared to covet the breathing techniques of the Ya Xian or Buddhist clans, but Chu Feng now possessed them all. This surpassed some immortal orthodoxies in the Yang world. Furthermore, he also had the Daoist Guidance Breathing Technique!

After opening a wormhole, Chu Feng moved to a different star domain; he didn't return to his original small asteroid.

At the edge of the cosmos, the Yellow Divine Master wanted to divine again, hoping to determine a more precise range. However, it coughed up blood upon realizing that Chu Feng was no longer at his previous location.

Its face instantly turned green. Did it have to divine again from scratch?

Every time it divined seriously, it coughed up blood. How much vital blood did it have to cough up? What if it truly reverted to its original form? That would be a huge problem.

"Oh, I'm fine this time," the Yellow Divine Master exclaimed. "I've roughly and vaguely calculated that he's in this star domain!" It pointed with its paw at a prepared crystal orb, on which a starry sky appeared.

This time, when it divined, Chu Feng had not activated the stone box; it had reverted to its rough state, and one of its sides was no longer slightly shimmering. Therefore, the old weasel did not suffer a backlash.

The Yellow Divine Master pondered for a moment, guessing the situation, and instantly felt more confident.

This was its proud domain of divination. If it were anyone else, it would be utterly impossible to divine about that Yin spirit; their heavenly secrets would be obscured.

Everyone present felt relieved after understanding the situation and smiled. As long as the Yellow Divine Master didn't always have to expend vital blood when divining, everything would be fine.

They believed that Chu Feng could not escape their grasp.

"Call him over," the young man in white robes smiled, suggesting this.

As for the old Celestial Dog and the black crow standing on the ship's rail, they were much calmer and more composed, having no intention of searching personally.

Suddenly, a message appeared on the Black Blood Platform, causing alarm among various races. Yang world inhabitants had appeared, using this cosmos's platform to broadcast a message.

A handsome young man in white robes spoke gently, inviting Chu Feng to the edge of the Underworld cosmos for tea.

"Divine tea, originating from the jade mountain peak outside Celestial Venerable Yuanshi's secluded cultivation place in the Yang world, its taste is exquisite and it's a rare encounter," he said.

He brewed tea as he spoke, his movements graceful, like flowing clouds and water, and his demeanor very elegant.

At the same time, he named a star domain, pinpointing Chu Feng's location, and said it was too desolate there. He suggested they could gather at the edge of the cosmos and chat freely together.

Subsequently, a young man in green robes appeared. He introduced himself as a junior disciple of the Taiwu Celestial Clan, smiling brightly, and peacefully invited Chu Feng over.

The starry sky was silent. Everyone realized that the Yang world inhabitants were acting with impunity. It was highly probable they had discovered Chu Feng's coordinates, and they were forcing him to come and beg for forgiveness!

"Come, I sincerely invite you, Chu Feng. I don't think you'd be so ungrateful, would you?" the green-robed man said with a faint smile, leaving that remark.