Chapter 953: Mad Demon Travels in a Strange Land

The Demonic Cauldron was stunned. "My physical body will go there? How is that possible!" This request was too difficult for it. When it had previously sent the Big Black Ox, Yellow Ox, and others, it had struggled even to preserve their soul lights. The Demonic Cauldron warned him not to play with fire, or his physical body would be destroyed. Experiments had been conducted in the past, and some extraordinary geniuses had seen their bodies turn to ashes.

But Chu Feng wanted to take the risk, believing it wouldn't be a significant problem. The last time, he had used the Soul Bell to bring back a few drops of divine medicine fluid and the green gourd, which proved that material objects could be transported. Moreover, his trump card this time wasn't the Soul Bell, but the stone box. He firmly believed this ultimate artifact, coveted even by the Celestials of the Yang Realm, could protect his life.

The Demonic Cauldron admitted the stone box was mysterious, capable of traversing even reincarnation and unafraid of being ground by the rough stone mill. It was the most extraordinary item it had ever encountered. Therefore, it no longer objected.

Next, the Demonic Ancestor's Cauldron began preparations. It was a serious matter that could not be taken lightly. It explicitly told Chu Feng that, based on its true power, it would be impossible to open a path. This was only because the spatial node it had mentioned before was on Earth. That was the thinnest point between the two realms, a spatial rift. Even so, it would be very difficult to pass through.

Soon after, Chu Feng and the Demonic Cauldron arrived at Imperishable Mountain. Although the node changed with time, it was currently located there.

“See you in a year!”

At Imperishable Mountain, Chu Feng took one last look at the ocean behind him. He was leaving to cultivate intensely for a hundred years, and then… hunt gods! On Imperishable Island, seven great mountains stood side by side, simultaneously glowing. Between them, a layer of realm membrane began to appear, slightly damaged and incredibly mysterious. In this era, the Demonic Ancestor's legacy site, Imperishable Mountain, had landed on Earth, a fact not unrelated to this node.

Chu Feng entered the stone box's space, taking the Soul Bell and some simple artifacts. He left everything else at Imperishable Mountain. Divine radiance bloomed, and auspicious light surged! At the spatial node, the weakest realm membrane tore open. With a whoosh, the stone box shot through. This node was already unstable, and now it had been pierced. The realm membrane was damaged.

The Demonic Cauldron was stunned; this time, it didn't seem very strenuous, relatively “easy”! It immediately knew this was thanks to the stone box. It was indeed an extraordinary artifact. But why hadn't it developed a spirit, and why couldn't it speak?

“I will wait here,” the Demonic Cauldron instructed. “Once you wish to return, communicate with me from the location where you land!” The Demonic Cauldron cautioned that to return, someone on this side must guide him. Otherwise, even if Chu Feng became incredibly powerful, he would have no way to return. This involved irreversible order, a set of very complex “world rules.”

On the other side, Chu Feng initially felt a terrifying order crushing down. Even inside the stone box, he trembled violently, and the inner walls of the box glowed faintly. Eventually, it settled down. He was unharmed and suffered no damage. Chu Feng immediately knew this was the stone box's extraordinary quality. Without it, his physical body would certainly have turned to ashes, just like that genius from earlier times.

The lid opened, and Chu Feng leapt out, standing on the reddish-brown soil. He felt a dense spiritual energy, but looking around, it seemed somewhat desolate. He was back, returning to the foreign realm!

“See you in a hundred years!” Chu Feng waved at the spatial node behind him.

Chu Feng immediately vanished beyond the horizon. He had been to this world before and was not unfamiliar with it; he had even visited this very region back then. He intended to travel through the outer reaches of the Ferocious Beast Plateau, towards the vicinity of the abyss.

This world had two major spheres of influence. One was the domain of the deities living deep within the Ferocious Beast Plateau. The other sphere of influence was the abyss, where divine beasts resided, all dwelling beneath the terrifying black chasm. The Vermillion Bird clan lived in the Vermillion Bird Abyss. Their population was sparse, and their lineage had once been on the verge of extinction.

Of course, there was also internal unrest within both spheres of influence, with frequent infighting. For instance, the old Vermillion Bird in the Vermillion Bird Abyss had annihilated the Soaring Serpent Abyss before Chu Feng left! Of course, the downfall of the Soaring Serpents was self-inflicted. They had mistakenly believed the old Vermillion Bird was weak and dying, and actively invaded, only to be destroyed instead. On the Ferocious Beast Plateau, figures like the Martial God, Moon Goddess, and Witch God were also at odds, with divine wars occasionally breaking out. The later years of gods were often tragic.

Several months had passed in the Netherworld Universe, but decades had passed in this world. Chu Feng calculated that it should have been over thirty years. Little Vermillion Bird would certainly be fine; its lifespan was still abundant. He just didn't know how the old Vermillion Bird was doing; when he left, its limit was to endure another fifty years. Things changed quickly. No one could say what might happen or how much longer it could live. Furthermore, he wondered about the limping, yellow-furred fox, who claimed to be a Celestial. What had become of it? Had it completely petrified? Chu Feng was very worried. He truly wanted to see that fox again, as there were many things he wanted to ask it.

“Stop!”

While passing through the outer reaches of the Ferocious Beast Plateau, an exceptionally desolate area, he coincidentally encountered some evolutionaries. The leader was surprisingly at the Sub-Saint level. This man in silver armor led a cavalry team responsible for patrolling the area. Although called cavalry, their mounts were all flying species. For example, fire lizards, entirely crimson, were extremely powerful species, very suitable as mounts. There were also blue lions, entirely azure with blue wings. Their roars rumbled like muffled thunder, and their blood qi surged, making them very powerful mounts. Chu Feng was surprised. What had happened? A Sub-Saint was leading the team, and although the small team following him was not large, they were all Golden Body Great Completion level knights.

He ignored them and continued forward.

“Shoot to kill!”

The Sub-Saint waved his hand. Immediately, divine archers drew their great bows, unleashing bursts of light, and with cruel, cold smiles, fired arrows at Chu Feng. Unfortunately, they had encountered an unprovokable enemy. With a wave of Chu Feng's hand, his palm-blade was like a rainbow, divine light surged, and the aura of a Saint erupted, directly shattering the arrows and suppressing everyone.

Soon, he learned what had happened. The deities of the Ferocious Beast Plateau had been at war with the divine beasts of the abyss for the past few years. The situation was grim, which was why there were Sub-Saints in the patrolling teams. The high-end combat power of this world was terrifying. Even though it was no longer in its former golden age, there were still deities present.

Chu Feng sped away, rushing towards the Ferocious Beast Plateau, wishing he could reach the Vermillion Bird Abyss immediately. At the same time, upon arriving in this realm, his cultivation officially began. Along the way, encountering people who tried to intercept and kill him, he held nothing back, directly employing the Small Six Paths Time Technique. He had not dared to cultivate this forbidden divine technique back then, unwilling to delve too deeply. But this time, he intended to cultivate it to its highest level, completely throwing caution to the wind. He would be driven to madness. This would be the sharpest “demonic sword” in his hand, one that could harm others but also himself!

“These Feelings Can Become Memories…”

Along the way, Chu Feng killed two or three Saints without mercy. If they merely wanted to stop him for questioning, that would be one thing, but if they wanted to kill him, they should be prepared to be killed themselves. At the same time, he felt a sense of melancholy and couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow. Back then, when he obtained the Small Six Paths Time Technique, he had humorously renamed it: “These Feelings Can Become Memories.” How could he have known that his words would prove prophetic! Looking back, too many loved ones had died. Few of those who had come to this world with him remained. His companion, Qin Luoyin, had also passed away, departing sadly.

“What an inauspicious world this truly is,” Chu Feng muttered. “What other secrets do you hide? This time, I will rise here. Gods, wait… and tremble!”

Chu Feng let out a low roar and quickly sped away. Along the way, encountering evolutionaries who tried to kill him, he showed no mercy, activating the Small Six Paths Time Technique and delivering lethal blows. He had just returned to this world and didn't want his presence known. Only a little over thirty years had passed. His enemies from back then hadn't died of old age yet. He had a mortal grudge with the Martial God lineage, having killed the Young Martial God and others before he left. Furthermore, the followers of the Witch God and Moon Goddess had also pursued him, and he had killed some of their very outstanding descendants! Now, he was back. One day, he might encounter gods!

However, he was fearless. If enemies came, let them come. He would step on blood and bones, facing all challenges, and in a hundred years of fighting and campaigning, he would sweep away all foes. If he couldn't even defeat the Martial God and others, how could he kill gods from the Yang Realm?

Chu Feng began his path of iron and blood. He would not indiscriminately kill the innocent and would generously repay any kindness, but he would absolutely make his enemies pale at the mention of his name. “Start with secluded cultivation, grow in solitude!” In the initial stage, he would not reveal his identity, otherwise, he would likely be suppressed. His identity was very sensitive. Once exposed, the entire Ferocious Beast Plateau would hunt him down.

Finally, Chu Feng arrived near the abyss. It had taken him over a month, during which he had fought his way through, passing through several large battlefields while concealing his true appearance! As expected, the two major factions were clashing and fighting, with war raging across the foreign land. In just this one month, Chu Feng's strength had grown significantly. He used the Small Six Paths Time Technique to kill enemies, absorbing a large amount of divine particles, as well as extremely rare and precious Dao Ancestor material! He fought fiercely, like a mad demon sweeping across the land, desperate to grow stronger in the shortest possible time. For him, this journey was cultivation!

“Little Vermillion Bird, petrified Celestial fox, I hope you are both well. I have a way to take you away!”

Chu Feng stood on the desolate plain, gazing at an abyss in the distance. Along the way, he had already received some news, and his heart was uneasy as he faced the Vermillion Bird Abyss. In the shattered Chaotic Universe, the situation had recently become unstable. Celestial Taiwu's Dao body had fallen, and subsequently, Princess Mingchuan had seized this opportunity to successfully break through and enter the Yang Realm.

No doubt, the Yang Realm was certainly not peaceful. The death of one of Taiwu's Dao bodies was a significant event; unless unexpected circumstances arose, Taiwu's will might descend, dispatching another Dao body! However, in the end, Taiwu did not appear. It was said that his previous dispatch of a Dao body to seek the Yang Realm's ancient supreme treasures was related to the terrifying external environment he currently faced. An old adversary had appeared and was confronting him. Now damaged, he was even more hesitant to act rashly and did not send another Dao body.

Other Celestials were also cautious, having no intention of personally entering the Netherworld. To them, that chaotic burial ground was an inauspicious place; the Celestials who went there in the past had met bad ends! The older the Celestial, the more wary they were! This time, they dispatched some talented disciples to act on their behalf. Some of their direct descendants would even go. Celestial Taiwu was no exception. Some of his descendants had come, passing through the Yang Realm's membrane into the Chaotic Universe.

It was now confirmed that there was an ultimate ancient artifact in the Netherworld, likely one of the Yang Realm's supreme treasures from back then. Their hearts burned with intense desire. Now, there was a rumor that the mysterious, endless wall that had appeared in the Yang Realm back then might just be one facet of an ancient artifact. Just one facet, yet it had created two beings who had fallen on the path of ultimate evolution. It was truly unfathomable!

The powerful felt awe and dared not go in person, fearing they would die in the Netherworld Universe like the Celestials of old, or encounter ill fortune later and perish on their way back. However, newcomers were fearless, and the ignorant were fearless. Some bloodlines left by powerful individuals and some rising stars could no longer sit still, appearing in the Chaotic Universe. The chaos of the gods began. The first large-scale divine war of special significance in the Gray Era was brewing!