The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1138 The password is correct, a lucky accident!

Longma was heartbroken—where was the trust between man and horse?
While claiming to be "family" and trying to establish a connection, he became even more ruthless and vicious, fearing that Longma might leak the news and send a signal to the Empress of the world to come to her rescue. Then, he would grab Chu Feng by the scruff of his neck and arrest him.

Longma thought to himself, a sense of unease creeping in... This guy is so cautious, he's practically flawless!

Millions of years ago, our Great Alliance of All Heavens embarked on a journey from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, beginning the Journey of Bitter Leaves. The mortal world thus ushered in an opportunity for rectification and purification. Wherever our sect went, all beings welcomed us with utmost sincerity. We truly had the perfect timing; that vibrant scene of life and flourishing of all things is still vivid in my mind…

'Just a few million years later, we who hunt geese all day long have our eyes pecked out by them. We trusted the wisdom of future generations, but little did we expect them to be even more abstract and shameless than we were...'

Just as it intended.

Faced with Longma's doubts, Chu Feng smiled and said, "This has nothing to do with me. Perhaps this Time Furnace values ​​you, Fellow Daoist Longma, and wants to get closer to you?"

"However, fellow Daoist, don't worry, this might not be a bad thing!"

As the saying goes, "When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on someone, it first tests their will and strengthens their body..."

Chu Feng's voice rose and fell in unison, and he was instilling in Long Ma the spirit of hard work and perseverance!
The spirit of oxen and horses... no, it's the spirit of dragons and horses!
The dragon horse of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor is at the perfect time to endure hardship!
Longma's horse face was drawn long at this moment, staring intently at Chu Feng as if he were looking at some kind of "scoundrel"!
"Thank you!"

Longma let out a long breath.

"You're welcome, it's what I should do!" Chu Feng said seriously, which completely shut Longma up.

"So, fellow Daoist, you're spreading rumors and creating ripples, perhaps to find me?"

Having mentally defeated the dragon horse and briefly "tamed" the auspicious beast, Chu Feng asked, "Is it the Empress who wants to see me?"

“Yes and no.” Longma sighed softly. “It is true that I have her protection, but doing these things… was not her will.”

"She... doesn't have much of her own will anymore."

At this point, a hint of sadness appeared in Ryoma's big eyes, and he unusually refrained from scheming and plotting.

"What do you mean?" Chu Feng frowned.

"In order to enter the sacrificial realm that surpasses even the Immortal Emperor, she made too great a sacrifice, losing too much of her personal emotions and self, and becoming completely selfless..." Longma lamented.

"In that state, all the relatives and friends, the sincere feelings we once shared, remained the same, but those people and events became like a fragment of history, a line of text, a piece of information, losing the original meaning that ordinary people could understand..."

"She became a god, a god on an altar, a god like a clay puppet!"

"She is omnipotent, but she only walks on the predetermined path, protecting all living beings and sheltering the world... So, when the Lord of the Soul River launches his conquest, she will step in to stop him, but that is all."

"I will not do anything else 'unnecessary'. I will calmly and detachedly look down on the world. At most, there will be some tangled threads of cause and effect that can touch my little self."

“Otherwise…” Longma sneered, looking at Chu Feng, “Do you think you can suppress me for this long?”

"The moment you put down this furnace, she arrived here!"

"I'm backed by powerful people!"

Chu Feng frowned. Indeed, he had been a bit rash; the dragon horse's backer was far too powerful.

However, he wouldn't admit defeat verbally, saying, "It's a pity she didn't come, so I can do whatever I want to you."

"Yes, she didn't come... but don't get too cocky, that's going too far," Longma said calmly. "I've been defeated by you, suffered a little loss, and lost face a bit, but that's not a big deal..."

"From a detached perspective, what does it matter if your own mount or pet gets beaten up while out training? As long as it doesn't lose its life, consider it training and growth."

"But if you go any further, committing massacres and cruelty, the world could be turned upside down!"

"Even Buddhas have fire, and gods have anger... Actually, I'm curious, if I die too tragically, will it touch their hearts, stirring up some sorrow and some anger?"

"Can a god be brought down from his pedestal and tainted by the joys and sorrows of the mortal world?"

"But you're very cautious..."

Longma sighed.

"You're not afraid of death," Chu Feng said softly.

“What’s there to be afraid of in death?” Longma shook his head. “Even someone as powerful as the Heavenly Emperor has gone through life and death to achieve what he has today.”

"Death is not scary!"

"What's terrible is living a mediocre life, leaving no trace that people will remember!"

"That would be worse than death!"

You can choose not to live, but you cannot be without life!

“When it comes to cultivation involving Immortal Emperors, or even those above Immortal Emperors, temporary victory or defeat, life or death, is no longer important. What matters is leaving crucial traces in the world, in history, and in people’s hearts!”

"If I could use my life to drag down the gods who have become indifferent to the world... I think, putting everything else aside, I feel that I've secured my place at the Immortal Emperor realm."

Longma spoke at length, speaking frankly, "There was once a Dao Lord who walked a similar path and thus rose above the Immortal Emperor."

"However, he's playing a much bigger game; he wants to leave his mark on the ultimate, supreme powerhouse, to 'dream' about!"

"Of course, he almost died suddenly... but the risk was great, but the reward was also great, and he ultimately got the result he wanted."

The dragon horse whispered.

That was a general of the Bitter Leaf Sect, a pillar of the sect, and the God Emperor!

"Is this really that outrageous?" Chu Feng felt his eyes had been opened; the level above Immortal Emperor was playing it way too fancy.

Fearless of death, even daring to die, in a spectacular and magnificent way!
Rather than living a mundane life, I'd rather create a big scandal and scare the diva to death!
"People yearn for eternal life and fear death. When they are unaware of reincarnation, they hope that reincarnation exists. After they know that reincarnation exists, they are dissatisfied with its mechanism and dream of escaping reincarnation and transcending life and death..."

"But as you said, once they truly transcend life and death, and even reincarnation no longer accept them, they all start causing trouble and courting death..."

"Looks like I need to be very careful..."

Chu Feng sighed softly, "When the winds of 'Perfect World' blow, who knows which Immortal Emperors will want to find me, capture me, and destroy me in a spectacular fashion..."

He suddenly had a realization and was moved.

Perhaps, within the circle above the Immortal Emperor level, there might be a bunch of lunatics!
Chu Feng seemed to be deep in thought, then pulled himself out of it. "You have her protection, but it wasn't at her behest. It seems there's someone else involved."

“That’s right,” Longma said. “Actually, we had anticipated the Empress’s condition after her breakthrough.”

"In fact, after a long period of development and deduction, the understanding and breakthrough of the sacrificial path is no longer a blank slate. It can only be overcome by luck and various inexplicable factors."

"With sufficient understanding, although it still tests one's wisdom and talent, there are patterns to follow, and the consequences of the breakthrough can be foreseen."

"Therefore, before his breakthrough, he left behind various contingency plans, so that even if his will eventually weakened, these plans could still slightly influence him to do what he originally intended to do..."

Longma's quiet words left Chu Feng lost in thought, filled with indescribable emotions.

In a daze, he seemed to see a brilliant and extraordinary being facing the most difficult choice.

He was powerless to turn the tide, even though he was determined to kill the enemy. Only one last glimmer of hope remained, which required his own utmost sacrifice.

Even if it's a sacrifice, it might not be useful, because the newborn 'me' might not agree!

However, forced by reality, with no other choice, I ultimately embarked on this path. I resolutely began a process of sublimation and transformation, to the point that my personal will and true self underwent a complete upheaval. Everything faded away, and from then on, I would no longer be the person I once was!
"I refuse to succumb!"

This being exerted all its strength, communicating with the many methods it had left behind, transforming them into a field to remind its newborn self not to be confused or fall into depravity, but to preserve the last bit of its true self to continue the unfinished work!

"If anyone comes after me, let them bear witness to what I have heard and seen..."

In the darkness, Chu Feng seemed to hear such a voice, dreamlike and illusory, echoing throughout all the worlds, never to cease!

In an instant, he shivered, his soul trembled, his mind was shaken, and he became completely awake.

"Did you hear that?!"

He asked Ryoma eagerly, only to be met with a pair of suspicious eyes. Ryoma asked, puzzled, "What did you hear?"

"It's...that's..."

Chu Feng opened his mouth, about to speak, but then stopped abruptly.

It was as if he was hallucinating; there was no echo of those words at all.

Or perhaps, it wasn't from this world, nor from any of these worlds, but came from another "world" and was captured by him in a fleeting moment!

"If there are any successors..."

Chu Feng whispered, feeling inexplicably excited, a sense of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me" stirring within him.

Ryoma's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "Why does it feel like I've suddenly gotten so fired up..."

"Moreover, this kind of opening... seems to have been shouted by both the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and the Ye Heavenly Emperor. After shouting it, they would explode with their enemies. It's too brutal!"

"call!"

Chu Feng slowly exhaled, finally letting his hot blood cool down.

“Fellow Daoist Longma, I can tell that you have been preparing for a long time... You had anticipated my appearance.”

"However, you suffered a heavy blow beforehand, and your peak combat strength is depleted..."

As he spoke, he seemed to understand something, "'Perfect World' was actually prepared for you, wasn't it..."

Previously, Chu Feng had never been able to understand it.

Yes, he did find a "perfect world," but it seemed to be only a prototype and not yet truly complete.

Even though it's in his hands, with his small arms and legs, he can't perfect it!

They just don't have the ability, okay?

Even if you squeeze him dry and fill him up, he's just a mere Immortal King, and not a single drop of water will splash out!

But what if it were several sacrificial deities and numerous celestial emperors?

The situation is different!

"Nine dragons pulling a coffin..." His eyes flashed, "Does Fellow Daoist Dragon Horse know about this?"

“How could I not know?” Longma said, “That is a priceless treasure that has been associated with many Heavenly Emperors!”

"The Desolate Heavenly Emperor has come into contact with it, and so has the Ye Heavenly Emperor... It's just that it's not very evident in your era. If it were in prehistoric times, without it, all the worlds in the human realm would be plunged into darkness, without a single ray of light!"

"Then... whose coffin is it?" Chu Feng held his breath.

“Only the dead need coffins, and in that supreme realm, there was once only one dead person,” Longma said.

“I understand… I should understand.” Chu Feng sighed softly, “The creator of the Cycle of Reincarnation, the source of eeriness and misfortune, the guide of the Dao Ancestor of the Pollen Path… the only dead man, the only coffin!”

"Is this what they call the prehistoric Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin?!"

"And the 'Perfect World'... indeed, creating a cycle of reincarnation in the world is precisely the path to the 'Perfect World'."

"But that seems to have failed."

"After that, the progenitors, overlords, heavenly emperors, and Dao lords all rose to power, until the end of prehistory, when they were completely buried, and then this era began, right?"

"Emperor Ye is the founder of the current era of the main gods, right? In terms of key position, the main gods are comparable to the cycle of reincarnation in prehistoric times, aren't they?"

Before Longma could answer, Chu Feng continued his deduction, "If my most terrifying conjecture is true, then whose coffin is this Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin?

He understood something, and smiled, "Not a person subject to reincarnation, yet involved in the cycle of reincarnation..."

"The owner of the prehistoric nine-dragon coffin did indeed create an eerie and ominous atmosphere, but he also left the world with the hope of pollen sacrifice. Enemy and friend share the same origin, good and evil share the same root..."

"So, about reincarnation..."

"Perfect World...could it be the work of Emperor Ye Tian?"

"Hmm, that makes sense..."

"Therefore, the boundary is in the coffin."

"So, it's just a prototype."

"Because we share the same origin, we are one."

"Because of an accident, only a half-finished product was left."

"call……"

Chu Feng smiled and looked at Longma, "Fellow Daoist Longma, I wonder if the peerless empress of the Flower Powder Road of this era... what is her surname? It is... Ye, right?"

"And, it's still the Ye from the Heavenly Emperor Ye... right?"

Longma listened in a daze, and after a moment, he nodded blankly.

It could only nod; it had nothing else to say.

Aside from a few minor discrepancies, everything else is largely correct!
"Why are you so sure?" Ryoma asked hesitantly.

"The forces behind you are in a rather dire situation. As you said, Emperor Ye Tian killed more than one of your Sacrifice Dao experts," Chu Feng murmured. "Under such circumstances, how could they possibly have new blood to replenish their ranks...?"

"If it were me, I would have made a move to block your breakthrough and taken it down long ago... After all, although I don't understand that level, I still have a rough idea of ​​the difference between killing an Immortal Emperor and killing a Sacrificial Dao."

"Unless, it's very difficult to make a move, there's a karmic entanglement, and there was once favor or affection..."

"I think the most reliable answer is the relationship of blood ties!"

Chu Feng said.

'No, whether blood ties are reliable or not depends on the person…' Longma thought to himself. 'They're all relatives, ancestors bound by blood, yet Emperor Ye is very… eager to trap them!'

(End of this chapter)