The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1133 Chu Feng: I understand! I'm not afraid of being tired! I'm willing to endure hardship!
This guess set off alarm bells in Chu Feng's mind.

Such a powerful and determined individual only cares about him and is concerned about him... What a blessing this is!
This is a blessing that you couldn't accumulate even in ten lifetimes!
Moreover, it is very likely related to the Heavenly Emperor who opened up this era of the main gods; it was practically a cataclysmic beginning!

However, Chu Feng found that he had no choice.

Is reconciliation possible?

If there is still a one in a billion chance before we learn the truth from the time furnace.

pity.

Now, he... knows too much!
"We've been driven to the brink..."

Chu Feng sighed inwardly, certain that he had stumbled into a dead end.

However, he remained calm, or perhaps it was a talent that made him more composed in times of crisis, with his personal talent and wisdom soaring and his potential unknown. He became stronger when facing stronger opponents!
With composure, he remained calm and spoke softly, asking the cunning and all-knowing rogue dragon horse before him for guidance.

"A fierce battle between top-tier experts, do you know why? I think there shouldn't be anything in this world that could make people of that level go to such lengths?"

His eyes gleamed with a sharp light, like a thief crying "stop thief!" Even though he was the one who ignited the conflict, the party involved, and the root cause of the outbreak, he pretended to be an innocent and clueless person, trying to extract information from her.

"It is said in the world that even a Celestial Emperor is a perfect being, without flaws or imperfections, and this is not just talk."

"Their Dao fruits are perfected, their Dao hearts are perfected. When they unleash their Great Dao, it illuminates the past and present, transcends the cycle of reincarnation, and can recover any regrets, not to mention external things, which they can create with a wave of their hand..."

"If even the Celestial Emperor is like this, what about those who perform rituals?"

Chu Feng's words drew many echoes of agreement.

"Indeed!" A passerby Immortal King, though not as learned as Longma, was still quite knowledgeable and experienced. "The Immortal Emperor's level is different from all the realms below it; it's a qualitative leap, meaning one no longer needs external assistance!"

"The ritual is even higher than that; it's hard to imagine that conflict would erupt at that level!"

"Hmph!" Longma laughed loudly, "You guys are too young! Too naive!"

It has the air of an old relic, as if it has lived through countless years and witnessed the rise and fall of a vast and brilliant era, looking down on those who come after it and pointing fingers from the high ground of experience.

"The path to enlightenment is boundless. The Immortal Emperor's so-called 'not seeking externally' is, in truth, nothing more than a dream or illusion in the eyes of the stronger."

"Immortal Emperors pride themselves on transcending the river of time, standing above it, and looking down upon the landscape of eternity... But little do they know, there are others who are also looking at them, seeing them as the same scenery, something to be admired or destroyed!"

"If everyone stagnates and stops moving forward, and checks and balances each other, then it doesn't matter."

"But when ideas clash, paths diverge, and it even comes to a life-or-death struggle, everyone can only try to move forward by any means necessary... Even if it's not about seizing any opportunities, eliminating all the stumbling blocks that can hinder 'my' ability to achieve my goals is not out of the question!"

"Imagine, when there is only one Immortal Emperor in the world, the supreme one, the only one, who can manipulate all the worlds of humanity at will, can he calmly accept a successor who has diminished his power to break through?"

"Hiss!" The group of people gasped, completely stunned.

Is the realm of Immortal Emperor and above so cruel?

It seems like they don't need external help, but on the contrary, they have the most terrifying struggle, a fight to the death?
"It is said that the Immortal Emperor is not subject to reincarnation. If he remembers something, it will surely resonate. He can be said to be indestructible and unkillable." Someone seemed to have thought of something and said in a deep voice, "But there is also the saying of eternal silence, which not only severs the Immortal Emperor's body and soul, but also makes all living beings in the world never remember that Immortal Emperor again, never think of him, and never remember him, and he will be gone forever!"

"In the struggles below the level of the Immortal Emperor, even if you lose, you can be reincarnated and go on to the next life, thus preserving the last bit of bottom line. Although this also leads to various debates, such as arguing about past lives and present lives, whether it is me or not?"

"However, we can still hope for opportunities and miracles, and awaken through the connection between past and present lives."

"But above the Immortal Emperor level, true enmity can only be settled by the complete demise of one side... That would indeed be the most terrifying duel and slaughter, not only killing people, but also burying all the cause and effect, the opponent's past, experiences, and even all the people and things that had intersected with them, all of them would be erased and wiped out!"

The stench of blood is palpable; behind this statement lies an overwhelming brutality and ruthlessness.

"Alas... mortals are fighting, immortals are fighting, even immortal emperors and priests are fighting!" Some people sighed, realizing something.

"So, that's why that great battle broke out? Did they not want to see more people standing at the height of the sacrificial path?"

Everyone sighed.

“Oh, no, that’s not it,” Longma said, startling the group. Some of them couldn’t help but want to pounce on it and strangle it.

However, this rogue horse was too agile. Even with the help of the Celestial King, he could not catch it. It was as if they were separated in different times and spaces, separated by an insurmountable chasm, and could never be touched.

Its display of skill caused a glint of wonder in everyone's eyes... This dragon-horse is no ordinary creature!

Also.

Without some serious skills, it would be impossible to know such high-end, sophisticated, and classy insider information.

“At that level, who’s easy to kill? They’re all incredibly tough.” Longma grinned. “Besides, the more you push them, the easier it is for them to crash and burn.”

“Especially the monks of Pollen Road.”

"When they reach the level of Immortal Emperor or even Sacrificial Dao, they are all like hedgehogs, and no one is willing to push them into a corner."

"Because desperate situations are their greatest home turf!"

"When they face dire situations head-on, confront their own life and death with equanimity, and fight with all their courage while holding onto lofty ideals, they might just create a miracle!"

"For others, a sudden burst of power in a desperate situation is a miracle that only happens once in ten thousand... but for the top cultivators on this path, it's a 50/50 chance!"

"Otherwise, why do you think the master of the River of Souls, who clearly had the upper hand, ultimately chose to retreat?"

"It's precisely because of concerns, reservations, and a reluctance to gamble on this possibility!"

"Unless the empress exposes a weakness in her mind, lacks the determination to fight to the death, and is discovered and captured by the empress, then the empress will decisively strike hard and decide the life or death... Otherwise, retreat is the inevitable outcome."

Dragon Horse Road.

These words broadened everyone's horizons, gave them a slight understanding of Pollen Road, and aroused their curiosity.

But that's all.

Does one need to be in dire straits to unleash their full potential? Is there any hope of turning the tide?
No!

Why did I end up in such a desperate situation?

Can't I just rely on my unparalleled fighting power to sweep through everything?

When it comes to regular combat power, the pollen path is definitely no match for secret realm techniques, golden core techniques, etc.!
Moreover, it seems that even a sudden surge in talent doesn't guarantee success; it also requires personal moral character, courage, conviction, and passion—all are indispensable.

This is somewhat difficult for cultivators who rise to prominence in this era!

In this era where the "borrowing" mentality has taken hold so deeply that there are hardly any normal people left, let alone lofty and great ideals, it's hard to find even a few firm and unwavering personal beliefs or one's true self!
There are far too many powerful individuals who have achieved something in their cultivation. Not to say that every one of them is a Frankenstein's monster or a multi-headed monster in their true self... but if you filter out nine out of ten, there might still be some who slip through the net!
but.

One person's eyes suddenly brightened.

It's Chu Feng!
He seemed to see hope all at once, and his heart burst forth with boundless light.

"Desperate situations... are where I truly reign supreme?"

He murmured to himself, "Can one truly understand the meaning of life by getting infinitely close to death? If I fight with the belief of saving the world, risking my life... won't the pollen road let me down?"

He was momentarily stunned.

At that moment, a multitude of thoughts welled up from the depths of his heart.

For example, embodying this philosophy means fighting in the most dangerous places, and making voluntary contributions and sacrifices...

For example, he goes wherever the hardship is, he goes wherever the exhaustion is... Chu Feng is not afraid of being tired, Chu Feng can endure hardship!
Amidst a myriad of thoughts and emotions, a seed of enlightenment seemed to have fallen into my heart, taking root and sprouting.

So much so that the words of that rogue Ryoma seemed to have faded into the distance.

"...That empress is too pure, she's practically the embodiment of the spirit of self-sacrifice. Stepping down from the altar of worship, she embodies the unyielding faith and spirit that runs through this path. So no one would fight her to the death, even if they could kill her, they wouldn't, they wouldn't dare to..."

"If we cannot defeat such an opponent, then becoming stronger is the best and only option... Therefore, the master of the Soul River retreated without hesitation, just as clear and distinct as his original goal."

"He...is looking for something!"

"It's said to be a seed... or some say it's a key!"

"A key that is said to unlock a 'perfect world'!"

boom!
Chu Feng, who was lost in thought, was suddenly jolted back to reality by a thunderclap in his heart!
Perfect world!

If he had heard this name before, he would have been just as clueless as everyone else here, not knowing what it was.

But he's different now!

He really saw it and experienced it!
At this moment, Chu Feng's eyes shone brightly, and his emotions surged violently. How could he not understand what a "perfect world" was?
'The master of the River of Souls... is actually looking for this?'

'Then, attacking me seems... to be justified?'

'No...that's not right, I only came into contact with Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin and Perfect World later...'

'Wait, the contradiction in time is not a problem for that realm; it's entirely possible to make the effect precede the cause...'

'Moreover, the little stove has always been with me, and it was it that led me to the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin…'

'This is also my achievement on the path of pollen cultivation, the condensed Dao fruit that allowed me to touch and open the bronze coffin, and to see that nascent perfect world...'

String together!

They're all connected!

As it turns out, Chu Feng was not "wronged." He was guilty of possessing a treasure, and the people were after him, with good reason and evidence!

Now that things had come to this, Chu Feng understood that he truly had no way back!
He is the key, he is the seed!
Perfect World is still in its infancy, isn't it just like a seed waiting to take root, sprout, and grow strong?

The special Dao Fruit he condensed on the pollen path, and the new path he pioneered, are the key to unlocking the perfect world!
Chu Feng was deeply moved and could not calm down for a long time.

Meanwhile, everyone kept asking Ryoma what a "perfect world" was.

Chu Feng also perked up his ears.

The existence of "Perfect World" is very secretive, hidden inside a coffin pulled by nine dragons. How could ordinary people know about it?
Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.

However, Longma knew that this was unreasonable.

This suggests that there are other clues pointing to it!
In response, Longma scratched his head, "I only learned a little bit from old books, so what I said may not be accurate. Just take it with a grain of salt..."

"As you all know, the human world has existed for countless ages, billions of years are but a fleeting moment... But, millions of years ago, before this era of the supreme god, time was shrouded in a mist, making many things untraceable..."

"Even many surviving historical records, when they mention the past, turn into strange symbols that are impossible to decipher..."

"It was as if an unparalleled god of harmony had erased everything, and with a flick of his finger, he could cover the sky!"

"Unless it is in a special setting or in an obscure description, some traces may be preserved by chance... but this also means that there will be many omissions."

"And it was from these traces that I gleaned clues and information related to the 'Perfect World'..."

What is perfection? How can perfection be defined?

Ryoma's expression suddenly turned solemn, as if they were discussing an extremely serious issue.

Everyone looked at each other.

Perfect?

This is such a vague term.

It's too subjective; it needs to be anchored by a specific subject.

world?

It is too vast; excessive vastness becomes emptiness.

Perfect World?

Who claims to be perfect, and whose world is it?
Everyone had their own thoughts, but just as they were about to speak, they all fell silent and frowned.

“The world is not perfect, because the world must be perfect, self-consistent, and complete.” Longma explained in detail, “In an imperfect world, the miracle of life cannot be born.”

"The moment life is born, the world is destined to be perfect... Therefore, the perfection of a perfect world does not refer to the world itself, but to the people in that world, to all living beings!"

"When we talk about sentient beings, we should think of... among the countless sentient beings, there is a level that can be called perfect, because it does not rely on external things and has no regrets!"

"Because regrets can be undone!"

"Yes, it is the Immortal Emperor!"

"Achieving the title of Immortal Emperor grants one the title of Perfect!"

"But this is only one person's perfection, not a perfect world, unless..."

"Unless everyone becomes an Immortal Emperor?" someone exclaimed. "How is that possible?!"

Yes!

How can it be?

Even the most arrogant creature would probably not dare to dream such a thing: a world where everyone is an immortal emperor and everyone is perfect, thus calling it a "perfect world"?

"Who would dare to think that?!"

“Yes, brothers!” Longma said. “Some people not only dare to think this way, but they also put their ideas into action and are already on their way!”

(End of this chapter)