Chapter 980: He Meets an Old Friend in a Foreign Land

The void exploded, leaving a cracked black hole in its place. Chu Feng escaped into the chaos, moving with extreme, unparalleled speed.

He was about to undergo tribulation and feared that too much commotion would draw attention.

This time, he had slain eleven deities, integrating a significant amount of divine particles and Dao Ancestor substances. Having accumulated to a certain level, he was once again ready to accept the baptism of lightning.

The chaos was fraught with danger, but relying on the stone box by his side, he found a safe area. He withstood the lightning strike of this divine-level tribulation without major mishap, though it was a close call.

When he re-entered the shattered universe, his essence, energy, and spirit were more refined than ever. Terrifying power lay dormant within him, indicating he was truly close to becoming a God King.

With the right opportunity, he could achieve enlightenment and instantly ascend to God Kinghood!

He distinctly felt that he had evolved again; all his vital signs had increased. If a battle truly commenced, he could stand proudly above all gods and look down upon all four-quadrant divine generals.

On a desolate planet, Chu Feng landed and released twelve small, snow-white animals. These were 'fruit creatures' plucked from the strange tree in the chaos – all of them divine beasts!

After countless ages of nourishment and growth, the divine medicines had become sentient, bore fruit, and finally transformed into animals.

The twelve fist-sized, snow-white beasts were remarkably pure, like blank slates awaiting inscription. Their minds contained only laws and order, as if they were a projection of the 'Dao' itself in the mortal realm.

Chu Feng divided twelve strands of his soul light, sending them into the creatures' bodies to teach them and impart his thoughts. This was an ultimate advantage, allowing him to directly become akin to their family.

“I am your master,” he declared.

This method of instruction, a direct projection into their soul light, would undoubtedly be rejected by other beings, as it carried the high risk of complete control, turning them into puppet avatars.

The twelve creatures, being innocent and ignorant, had no idea what was happening.

However, Chu Feng had no intention of controlling them. In the shortest time possible, he left a vast amount of information and infused many of his ideas into them.

In essence, this was directly helping them shape their worldview. They were not Chu Feng's avatars, but they shared many similarities with him and felt incredibly close to him.

“You are to explore various regions…” Chu Feng instructed.

Chu Feng spoke; these were twelve gods, and not utilizing them would be a great waste.

His soul strands had not yet been withdrawn. They accompanied the creatures on their journey, entering the star sea together to investigate everything about the Yang Realm.

A small silver dog barked, appearing adorably clumsy, yet it was truly a deity, capable of annihilating a grand sect that had existed for tens or even hundreds of millions of years.

A small, snow-white lion, looking somewhat majestic, leaped into the sky.

A pristine white 'crow,' perhaps better called a snow-crow, cawed, capable of disorienting the souls of deities and sending them spiraling into the depths of the universe.

Chu Feng quietly awaited news, ready to strike at any moment!

Soon after, he received various reports, gaining a complete understanding of the Yang Realm's deployments.

Envoys from various sects and ancient families in the Yang Realm had arrived, not limited to those from the Taiwu, Hunyi, and Yuanshi lineages.

These evolutionary sects from the Yang Realm were selecting Yin Realm natives, having opened up a relic site that served as a natural trial ground. Those who successfully passed the trials could enter the Yang Realm and become disciples of a Heavenly Venerate.

The most outstanding individuals could even bring their entire clans to ascend to the Yang Realm.

This was a momentous occasion.

Furthermore, the deities who had descended from the Yang Realm into the shattered universe were planning. Before leaving, they intended to make a desperate, last-ditch effort, organizing their remaining forces to explore the Lesser Yin Realm.

They would not give up. Even though they had just sent out a ship full of deities, this was not their final resolve. If that expedition yielded no results, the remaining deities would also fight desperately to journey to the Yin Realm, and even the presiding God King would depart!

“I’m very much looking forward to it!” Chu Feng said.

Chu Feng smiled. If this group entered the chaos, he would definitely intercept and annihilate them all. This would be tantamount to burying all the gods.

Perhaps it would be the Twilight of the Gods!

Chu Feng moved, heading towards the so-called relic site, the natural trial ground. He wanted to investigate it first.

After intercepting and killing the second batch of deities, he also intended to gain a legitimate identity here to enter the Yang Realm.

If not for the peculiar circumstances at the inter-realm passage, where powerful experts from the Yang Realm side were stationed, he would have truly wanted to just charge in immediately.

The Ancient Land of Youlan was a floating continent in the shattered universe, suspended at the edge of the cosmos, bordering the chaos.

Naturally, this area adjoined the chaos of the Yang Realm, situated in the opposite direction from the chaotic region leading to the Yin Realm, separated by the entire shattered universe.

Chu Feng arrived. This place served as both the entrance to the trial ground and the gateway to the Yang Realm.

Normally, there were few inhabitants here, nowhere near as bustling as it was now. Lately, too many cultivators had arrived, all hoping to leap through the 'dragon gate' and enter the Yang Realm.

The forces from the shattered universe's top clans had arrived long ago and had been waiting for days.

For example, people from the Immortal Banished Cave, Amitabha Temple, Celestial God Palace, and Primordial Devil Hall all had intricate connections with the Yang Realm.

Additionally, there were families like the Wei and Lu families. These were not originally top-tier clans, but now, because their ancestors hailed from the Yang Realm, they had been sought out by the envoys.

The Wei and Lu families, among others, benefited from their powerful Yang Realm ancestors, who had established immortal dynasties. The envoys promised that even if some of their members failed the trials, they would still be taken into the Yang Realm.

Furthermore, various seeded competitors and members from other powerful evolutionary sects also arrived.

Many individuals from the Yin Realm had also been brought along and given the opportunity to participate in the final trial.

Of course, many of them first had to brave a 'path of life and death.' Only after passing that stage would they have a chance to undergo the final trial alongside those from the Wei and Lu families, Immortal Banished Cave, Amitabha Temple, and so on.

Chu Feng was searching for the descendants of Heavenly Venerate Taiwu. Not only did he want to observe the trial grounds here, but he had also heard that Taiwu’s bloodline was present, and he had come specifically for that.

Additionally, he tried to find some old acquaintances, suspecting that certain former friends from the Yin Realm had been abducted and brought here.

This continent was not small; it was larger than an average planet. Floating at the edge of the universe, it didn't form a sphere but maintained its existence well.

Here, despite the rich spiritual energy, vegetation was sparse and the natural environment somewhat harsh. As far as the eye could see, ancient trees were scattered among vast stretches of rubble and muddy swamps emitting intricate order runes.

This was a prehistoric ruin, fraught with danger and uncertainty. Many areas were accompanied by wisps of chaotic energy, along with various eerie fragments of rules.

This was also why plants struggled to grow here; even cultivators found the conditions harsh.

The ground was cold and hard, made of reddish-brown stones, as if stained with blood billions of years ago. Indeed, many had researched it and confirmed that this ancient land was truly dyed crimson with blood.

This astounded people: What kind of being was it whose blood, after hundreds of millions of years, still hadn't faded from the land?

Over a dozen unicorns galloped past, their bodies gleaming silvery-white with a sacred aura. Their horns were crystal clear, carrying a dozen young maidens swiftly into the distance.

“Whose disciples are those?” someone whispered.

“A group of fairies from the Demi-Immortal Clan, from the Immortal Banished Cave. They're going to greet a young genius from the Yang Realm,” someone replied, adding a caution to just watch and not speak too much.

Chu Feng watched quietly. Soon, he realized that the so-called young genius from the Yang Realm was not a descendant of Taiwu, which left him quite disappointed.

Shortly after, people from the Primordial Devil Hall also arrived. A group of young men and women went to greet another genius from the Yang Realm. Before entering the Yang Realm, all clans were actively trying to forge good relations with its inhabitants.

Chu Feng even spotted Yuan Shicheng among the young people from the Primordial Devil Hall. This old acquaintance had indeed not died and had joined his 'ancestral' clan in the shattered universe.

Yuan Shicheng was the Crown Prince of the Primordial Devil Clan in the Yin Realm, and the shattered universe had a Primordial Devil Hall, which was originally the same clan.

“Fairy Feiling has arrived!”

Suddenly, there was a great commotion ahead, causing a stir. Five-colored light rained down as a vibrant young woman, emanating strong Yang energy, walked through the air. Many rushed forward to greet her, eager to fawn over her.

This was a talented young woman from the Yang Realm!

Her popularity was immense, drawing the attention of various clans in the shattered universe. Everyone treated her with great courtesy, and many young men displayed admiration.

However, some were puzzled.

The final trial grounds were about to open, yet they had attracted several geniuses from the Yang Realm, which struck some prominent figures in the shattered universe as strange.

Some speculated that this place might be extraordinary, holding opportunities that even the people of the Yang Realm coveted.

Just then, several Qilins appeared at the edge of the horizon. Their silver scales were snow-white and sacred, emitting a soft glow, utterly pure and untainted by dust.

This caused a massive sensation. Were these divine beasts?!

As they approached, people saw that they were merely pulling a carriage!

Fortunately, people soon realized they were only demi-divine beasts, not true divine beasts. They were demi-Qilins, their bloodline not yet evolved to the true Qilin realm.

Even so, it caused an uproar.

Who could this person be, using several demi-Qilins to pull their carriage?

A snow-white war chariot, shimmering with a dreamlike radiance, carried a young man sitting quietly. He was exceptionally handsome, truly a paragon of grace and beauty.

He smiled, appearing like a young deity, emanating a soft white glow, peaceful and sacred, giving off a warm and friendly aura that made people feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze.

“A descendant of Heavenly Venerate Taiwu has arrived!” someone from the Yang Realm whispered.

The area instantly became chaotic as many surged forward. With a Heavenly Venerate’s bloodline present, those hoping to curry favor with Yang Realm geniuses naturally wanted to approach.

However, the war chariot did not stop, continuing its journey forward. The descendant of Heavenly Venerate Taiwu smiled and waved, looking radiant and sunny.

“A man like jade, truly a genius with Heavenly Venerate blood flowing through him,” someone sighed in admiration.

Many young women also shrieked, thoroughly excited.

Relatively speaking, the Yang Realm had not extensively purged planets in this universe. They had only acted once when many were vying for the God of War title, so their reputation in this universe was not entirely bad.

From a distance, shouts of reprimand could be heard.

“Get out of here, you cripple! Why aren’t you in the refugee camp?!”

Someone waved their hand, sending a one-armed man sitting by the roadside flying. He spat blood foam and crashed into a patch of prehistoric ruins nearby.

Chu Feng’s pupils constricted. Although he was far away, he clearly saw that the man was Fu Huang, from the Yin Realm universe.

This was once a young genius who had even visited the East Sea of Earth and fought against Yuan Mo. Chu Feng had once jokingly remarked that his name was inauspicious.

“Fu Huang, the character ‘Huang’ in your name is too grand, and with the 'Fu' character preceding it, you clearly cannot control it. Something major will happen to you, and you won’t have a good end.”

Chu Feng still remembered parts of his old jesting words. He never expected to see this person again in such a miserable state, with runes flickering where his arm was severed, his flesh corroded, clearly having suffered severe injuries.

At the same time, Chu Feng was surprised: What was this 'refugee camp' all about?

He then walked forward for a long distance, learning about the situation along the way.

There were many people from the Yin Realm there, and their situation was not optimistic; they were disliked by the Yang Realm inhabitants.

Soon after, he discovered Yuan Mo, covered in blood. In the so-called refugee camp, he also found Zi Luan, who was being scolded by the Yang Realm people and shivering in fear.

A divine glint flashed deep within Chu Feng’s eyes. Yuan Mo had once been subdued and agreed to follow him.

Zi Luan had been taken in as his maidservant. Initially, she always tried to escape, but later, while still fearful of him, she couldn't bear to leave, growing quite dependent on him. She often even swaggered about, using his influence to lecture others.

These two were actually in such a miserable state!

Then he looked at the distant geniuses from the Yang Realm, bathed in falling light, sacred and pristine, especially the descendant of Taiwu, who rode in a carriage pulled by demi-divine beasts, displaying great pomp and drawing much adoration.

Yet, Yuan Mo and Zi Luan were confined to a so-called refugee camp, being yelled at in such a manner.

Chu Feng’s gaze deepened, and he walked forward.

“Get back to your refugee camp! You really don’t know your place!” someone shouted at Yuan Mo and Zi Luan again.