Chapter 976: Broken Universe The World Has Changed

Finally, he emerged, having traversed the Sea of Chaos and arrived on the other shore. Chu Feng took a deep breath, his body relaxing.

This world was warm. The yang energy was considerably denser than in the Lesser Netherworld, though still not comparable to the Foreign Land. However, the spiritual energy was quite dense, not inferior to the Foreign Land.

Gazing into the distance, gigantic islands floated at the very edge of the cosmos, adjacent to the chaos.

Chu Feng, holding the stone box, stood amidst the chaotic mist, gazing into the distance. The islands boasted beautiful mountains and rivers, with spiritual energy surging like a tide.

This so-called dilapidated cosmos was a result of the exceptionally fierce battles of the past, which left behind numerous ruins. In this world, stars were densely scattered, and many islands and ruins floated directly in space.

Chu Feng's body crackled and popped like stir-fried beans as he used domain-based methods to remold himself. Not only his physical body, but even the essence of his soul light changed. Even if observed with a Heaven's Eye, he would not appear as Chu Feng, but as a completely different person, leaving no flaws to be found.

He changed his clothes, resembling a scholar. His attire was similar to that of people from certain ancient civilizations in the cosmos.

He knew that in this dilapidated chaotic cosmos, there were both technological civilizations and ancient kingdoms. Civilizations and races differed, and so did their clothing and customs.

However, ultimately, all were treading the path of evolution.

"Some small fry, I won't bother killing them for now," Chu Feng muttered. He glanced around, seeing people stationed on some islands at the edge of chaos. They were from the Yang Realm.

His current target was the gods!

"I've arrived!" Chu Feng's eyes burned with unwavering resolve. He was about to begin hunting the gods from the Yang Realm, to avenge those who had brought him joy, sorrow, and unforgettable memories.

In an instant, many figures flashed before his eyes. By the Great Abyss, his parents had still worried about him in their dying moments, urging him to live well. The Great Black Ox, the Northeast Tiger, and others had roared heroically, turning into bloody mist. And one by one, the Yellow Ox, Ouyang Feng, and countless others had fallen, their bodies and souls utterly destroyed.

At that time, he had been too powerless. He could only watch helplessly, barely able to protect himself, hearing the indifferent laughter of the Yang Realm cultivators and witnessing their unbridled slaughter!

Though Yaoyao had battled Taiwu, she ultimately ended up with blood-stained white robes and vacant eyes, falling into eternal darkness, never to reappear.

Lord Lei, Heavenly Blade, the Other Shore Flower — one after another, they emerged from their respective cultivation grounds. Even knowing they were outmatched, they confronted the foreign enemies, ultimately self-destructing in a tragic end, their blood staining the starry sky.

"I've finally made it here. A year felt like a century of change. For this, I didn't hesitate to cultivate a forbidden art—the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique. It's solely to settle accounts with you!"

Even his child, the Little Daoist, had to embark on the path of reincarnation once more because of this, to pave the way for him in the Yang Realm, and to avenge his mother, Qin Luoyin.

He had promised Qin Luoyin to take good care of their only child. Yet, he had effectively broken his word; he hadn't been able to do it. The Little Daoist only wished to embark on the journey, to re-enter reincarnation.

A flame surged in Chu Feng's chest, making him want to let out a roar that would shatter the heavens and earth and slaughter all the gods from the Yang Realm. His family was gone, his friends were gone. Everything was because of those cultivators from the Yang Realm.

His powerful soul light silently swept across the islands ahead, unearthing crucial information from the minds of some saints.

In fact, before he had crossed the chaos, he had already slaughtered gods and extracted the information he needed from their soul lights. Now, he was merely confirming it further.

He vanished from his spot and streaked towards the distant starry sky, following the coordinates he had searched for in the memories of those individuals.

Chu Feng had already ascertained that ever since Taiwu's Dao body was destroyed and died in the Great Abyss, no Heavenly Venerates had descended from the Yang Realm, and they had become increasingly cautious.

As long as there were no Heavenly Venerates, everything would be manageable!

Cloudmist Star, a massive and highly prosperous planet.

Many ruins floated around it in space, such as colossal mountain bodies, no smaller than minor stars, and magnificent ruins arranged like countless asteroids.

This was the dilapidated cosmos. Even in the interstellar void, there were many such debris fields, filled with numerous relics.

It was evident how extraordinary this region once was, for after being battered into this state, it revealed so many caves and dwellings, scattered across the star sea.

On the vast Cloudmist Star, a majestic azure river surged, carrying traces of lunar mist. It was magnificent, originating from snow-capped mountains and traversing countless mountain ranges and plateaus, spanning a million li in length.

At this moment, Chu Feng, dressed as a scholar, stood on a small boat, drifting downstream, nearing his destination.

Grandeur City was situated on a plain. The million-li long river flowed through this plain, and its numerous tributaries and lake clusters made the land incredibly fertile, yielding abundant harvests every year.

Chu Feng abandoned the small boat. He had already gathered enough information on his journey, and so he directly entered Grandeur City.

The steel-like black city walls were incredibly tall, glowing with various symbols, sturdy and indestructible. It was said that even a massive assault by Golden Body-level cultivators could not breach the city walls.

Upon entering the city, Chu Feng immediately sensed a bustling worldly aura. It was incredibly lively, with people coming and going, bustling traffic, and continuous cries of vendors selling their wares.

"Candied hawthorns made from 1500-year-old Crimson Cloud Fruits! Beautifies and nourishes, promotes sleep! A prime spiritual medicine! If it's not delicious, it's free!"

"Flying Dragon meat! Six-winged flying dragons freshly hunted from the starry sky! Roasted to a golden, tender perfection! A sacred delicacy! Don't walk past, don't miss out!"

"The Flowing Gold Ancient Sword! A prehistoric sacred sword unearthed from ruins! Unparalleled sharpness! Can slay demons and monsters with a single thought! Its glorious sword light pierces the clouds! A rare treasure!"

It could be said that this colossal city was exceptionally prosperous, teeming with cultivators everywhere. Streets and alleys were filled with cultivators from various races, mostly humanoid beings, though naturally, there were also many strange creatures.

Chu Feng held a string of candied hawthorns made from 1500-year-old Crimson Cloud Fruits in his left hand, and a skewer of tender, roasted flying dragon meat in his right. He ate with great relish.

In fact, his soul light was subtly exploring. He already knew this was a critical location, with several deities from the Yang Realm stationed here!

Because Cloudmist Star was very important, being one of the ten great life planets in the dilapidated chaotic cosmos, it had become an office for those who had descended from the Yang Realm.

Within moments, he had already detected five deities stationed here, along with a group of saints, all from the Yang Realm!

Chu Feng did not act rashly. He wanted to ascertain all the details: how many deities were on this planet, and how many forces from the Yang Realm were on other stars?

Otherwise, by slaughtering the gods in one place, he would alert and frighten away the forces in other regions.

At the same time, he was also learning about the various conditions of the dilapidated cosmos, and investigating past events from over a year ago. For instance, where did the War God's fruit position go? Where did those who came from the Netherworld back then go, and how are they now?

Ever since Saint Master and Uncle Ming left the Lesser Netherworld Cosmos, they had not returned, and their fate was unknown. Chu Feng had been deeply worried.

Now that he had arrived in this world, he naturally had to investigate thoroughly.

However, he felt that the situation was not optimistic. The people who had come from the Yang Realm were too powerful, and the inhabitants of this world would be unable to resist them.

"The Wei family is recruiting! They need six attendants. Requirements: excellent root bones and extraordinary talent. Preferred candidates are divine sons and saintesses from cultivation civilizations of seven stars or higher!"

Someone shouted from a distance.

Then, a group of people rushed over, among whom were many stunningly beautiful female cultivators. They appeared to be direct descendants of major sects, possessing strong cultivation.

Chu Feng's expression shifted to one of surprise. What was the background of this Wei family? They were only selecting attendants, yet they preferred saintesses and divine sons from major sects. This was quite astounding.

"There's no justice in this world! Divine sons and saintesses are worthless now, alas!" An old man sighed.

Someone retorted, "Who wouldn't want to enter the Yang Realm? The spots are limited. The Wei family wants to recruit some peerless geniuses to accompany them into the Yang Realm to strengthen themselves. What if you're a saintess? Given a chance to leave our dilapidated cosmos and enter a higher-level, complete grand cosmos, who wouldn't be tempted?"

Whether it was Chu Feng's cosmos, the dilapidated chaotic cosmos, or the Little Daoist's cosmos, all were referred to as "Lesser Netherworlds".

"The Wei family's ancestors came from the Yang Realm. Now they've re-established contact with envoys from the Yang Realm, a true step to heaven!" Someone said enviously.

Chu Feng understood. This Wei family had an opportunity to enter the Yang Realm, which was why they could recruit people in this manner, making even the inheritors of top orthodoxies bow their heads.

"It's truly astonishing! On another planet, when the Lü family was recruiting, Fairy Yao Lin, the nineteenth-ranked genius in our cosmos and the thirteenth on the list of unparalleled beauties, actually went to pledge allegiance!"

"It's enough to make one jealous! Even such a top-tier fairy went to seek refuge, willing to be an attendant by the Lü family young master's side. This world is truly hopeless!"

"Hush, keep your voice down! The Lü family's ancestors also came from the Yang Realm; they're extraordinary. And in the Yang Realm, the Lü family's progenitor rules supreme, his prestige shaking heaven and earth!"

"Alas, times have changed drastically. For many, entering the Yang Realm is a direct ascent to heaven, making many divine sons and saintesses cast aside their dignity and willingly become servants."

"Otherwise, what can they do? Even if you're a genius, you still have to brave the path of life and death. Only by gaining the recognition of the Yang Realm people can you have a chance to enter. But who doesn't know that path of life and death is too difficult? In recent months, several renowned prodigies have died; who wouldn't be terrified? Now that there's a chance to pass directly, even saintesses and divine sons have to lower their heads."

Chu Feng listened quietly, understanding the situation.

Soon, he learned more specific information.

Whether they were prodigies who had braved the path of life and death, or influential families with connections to the Yang Realm, they would ultimately have to undergo a final, ultimate screening.

The envoys from the Yang Realm's orthodoxies and ancient families declared, "The Yang Realm selects those of Netherworld origin; we do not want wastes."

Even the descendants of those who were once ordered to explore the Netherworld but could not return to the Yang Realm could not be overly favored. They had to demonstrate impressive performance.

These families were now selecting divine sons and saintesses as attendants precisely to make their own clan appear sufficiently remarkable.

"Have you heard? Many people have been brought over from the Netherworld Cosmos, including many geniuses and divine women. When the time comes, they will surely compete with us, the people of the chaotic cosmos, for the limited spots."

"Yes, I've known for a while. Last time, wasn't there a woman named Ying Zhexian, who was incredibly stunning, with exceptional root bones? She joined the Immortal Cave people from our cosmos and was cultivated with full effort. She's extraordinary."

"Rumor has it, a descendant of a Heavenly Venerate has taken a liking to that woman from the Ying family. But she is indeed stunning, as beautiful as a celestial fairy!"

Chu Feng listened silently. He felt that he might encounter those missing old acquaintances. Yuan Mo, Zi Luan, Yuan Shicheng, Yuan Yuan, Vermilion Bird Fairy, and others should all have arrived.

Even Thousand-Mile Eye Du Huaijin, Ye Qingrou, and others might have been passively brought along.

He pondered: after slaughtering the gods, could he conceal his identity and join some old acquaintances in trials to break through and enter the Yang Realm?