The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1143 This is fucking dog history!
"Not just one world? Not just once?" The dragon horse was terrified; Chu Feng's words reminded it of an unparalleled being.

At that moment, when it looked at the planet beneath its feet, its face turned pale.

'Could it be that the owner of the three-generation bronze coffin is living in seclusion here?'

Longma felt a sense of impending doom.

After all, the owner of the three-generation bronze coffin was a recognized mentally ill person, and his illness was extremely serious!
Other sacrificial paths exist, even if they are villains or scoundrels who commit all kinds of evil and do all sorts of bad things.

However, their goals are clear and their actions are logical. Even though it is a being like the Highland Consciousness that secretly pushes the Great Sacrifice and whose hands are stained with blood, it is not incomprehensible.

If we can understand each other, we can communicate, and that will lead to negotiation and compromise.

In fact, if it weren't for the ancient overlords stirring up trouble, even if the strange and ominous grand sacrifice was performed on the world, it wouldn't have been so tragic. The Highland Consciousness sees all the worlds as its own nursery, harvesting them regularly. It would certainly hope to reap as much as possible, so why would it drain the pond to catch all the fish?
Although under such circumstances, all living beings became livestock to be raised, living without dignity... it was by no means a difficult task in terms of reproduction.

Moreover, ordinary beings are not even qualified to be offered on the altar; only the strong are worthy of sacrifice, so it doesn't matter at all.

However, the arrival of the overlord caused the situation to spiral out of control. They had their own ambitions and took advantage of the strange and ominous atmosphere.

However, evil is not the goal of the overlords, but their means of seeking the truth... When time passes, they can also love humanity and all worlds!

Only one being, who was utterly unreasonable and depressed and world-weary, buried all the worlds of humanity, with countless lives and brilliant civilizations as his burial goods through countless cycles of life and death!

'Where is the Demon Ancestor? Where is the Demon Ancestor?'

'Your patient has been discharged, did you know?'

Longma prayed incessantly.

If it's really as it suspects, then we can only hope for another unparalleled being!

Only the Demon Ancestor could control the illness of the three-life bronze coffin's owner and intervene when he went mad!
Its gaze involuntarily turned to the Time Furnace, especially to a corner of the furnace where there was a faint, indistinct mark, very blurry and tiny, almost nonexistent.

It was like the mark of a scripture, a golden book or jade scroll, a shallow inscription, nothing too sacred or mysterious.

"Buzz!"

Seemingly touched by Longma's gaze, or perhaps stimulated by the great secret hidden in this star, the Time Furnace trembled slightly, as if it was about to revive further, and the flames blazed brightly!
During this process, Chu Feng, whose mind and spirit resonated with each other, sensed something. His face showed a look of surprise and acceptance. He tore through space and time with each step, descending towards the place where he felt something.

It was a small mountain village, not very big, on a plateau, lifeless, just a ruin, as if it had been abandoned for thousands of years.

However, a faint aura lingers, preventing it from decaying and rotting despite its neglect and the passage of time. Instead, it endures through the ages, remaining forever.

A hundred or so houses are situated around the lake, with several small courtyards subtly dominating the landscape, resembling the residences of people of high status.

Chu Feng stepped onto this spot, a look of reminiscence on his face.

Everything here hasn't changed much since he left, as if time stood still after he left!

Except for a few occasional dark red marks in certain corners.

"Was my life manipulated or pre-designed...?"

"Big Black Dog, Uncle Cao, Grandpa Jiang, Aunt Liu, and the four kind and amiable teachers, the respected village chief, and the neighbors who cared for and protected me during my childhood... were all of them actors?"

Chu Feng whispered, and the dragon horse that followed him twitched its eyelids wildly—No! What are you muttering about?
Longma felt that he could actually hear a hint of a dragon's den and a tiger's lair, terrifying and ferocious. If all the immortal emperors of the mortal world came to kill him, the final outcome would most likely be tragic!
"I just left, and you all dispersed... I was even saddened before, regretting that when I returned to my hometown years later, everything would have changed, and you would all be buried under the yellow earth..."

Chu Feng sighed softly, feeling a tremendous emotional deception that had inflicted a terrifying trauma on his young mind.

"As a result, you are all enjoying a life of luxury somewhere, while I have shouldered this heavy responsibility..."

Bored out of his mind, he moved his hands, unleashing supreme supernatural powers to trace back to the source and get to the bottom of this place's past, so that he could finally give up.

Boom!

Time reversed, the past and present turned back, the aura of the Celestial King flowed, and the entire universe groaned in sorrow.

The focus is not on conquest, but on tracing back the past. There is no threat to the survival of this star; we march into time to explore the traces of the past.

The void was crumbling, time was dissipating, and Chu Feng's thoughts were moving forward, propelling the eternal galaxy's trajectory, stirring up boundless entanglements of cause and effect, traversing the river of time, and causing countless details of the past to surface.

He saw it!

I witnessed everything that happened in this small village after he left.

After exchanging greetings, those elders he once regarded as kind and approachable embarked on different paths—some leaving, some returning.

The village's biggest bully, a big black dog, has actually become a spirit. It stands upright with its hands behind its back, and its flowery shorts are too eye-catching.

"At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak?" it spoke in human language, its eyes sweeping over the world with disdain. "Upon seeing this emperor, all paths to immortality vanish!"

"Gentlemen, I'm off!"

"My beloved pets of this era, await the arrival of the Black Emperor!"

He looks all respectable, but nothing he says is decent. Even though a long time has passed, Chu Feng was still speechless and felt ashamed to be in the same village as such a person.

But what happened next told him that he was being naive; there was more than one such person!
"Hahaha!"

The slightly overweight Uncle Cao laughed loudly, "I should also set off now, to mark the Immortal Emperors and Dao Ancestors of this era, to leave the clearest clues for future generations, so that one day I can dig up their graves!"

"After all, this world is just a big tomb!"

He seemed to have revealed some incredible secret, causing Chu Feng's gaze to instantly sharpen.

However, after that, Uncle Cao did not reveal any more inside information.

Regarding his personal hobbies, some villagers who Chu Feng once thought were simple and honest shook their heads, saying, "What level have you reached? I think you fatso should pay more attention to your image as a master. Going to dig up someone's grave... How could you do such a thing!"

"Is there anything in there that could possibly tempt you? There's really no need!"

Aunt Liu was also trying to persuade her.

Uncle Cao was unusually serious, as if he were addressing a respected elder, and smiled shyly, "From a gain perspective, there really is no need."

"But, in terms of personal spiritual satisfaction, it's a different story."

"Maintaining personal hobbies and deriving satisfaction and joy from them can, in theory, be a good remedy against the passage of time and loss of self... Although I haven't reached that level yet, I think it's still necessary to prepare and cultivate them in advance."

"You can't fight your whole life only to end up feeling empty. You've done everything for this world, but in the end, you can't even be a good person yourself. You've sown the seeds of your own downfall, and eventually, you lose control and go astray..."

Uncle Cao said, his words carrying a profound meaning, as if he were speaking to Aunt Liu, who was a part of history, or to Chu Feng, who was outside the scroll of time.

"Then why don't you come and learn to fish with me..."

Just then, a soft voice drifted over; it was Grandpa Jiang: "Put down your supernatural powers, relinquish your great strength, return to the most ordinary state, gamble with fate in this world, and fish for golden carp..."

"Every time I go fishing, my heart races, my hands tremble, and success or failure hinges on this one gamble!"

As he spoke, he seemed to get fired up!

"Is this your excuse for being an air force user?" the village chief spoke, his tone calm, but his words were like knives, stabbing into one's lungs. "I'm not saying this to be mean, but with your fishing skills, only greedy, stupid fish can be caught by you..." In an instant, Grandpa Jiang's expression changed. "Air force... what air force!"

"Fishing is for cultivating one's character and is an activity that benefits both body and mind. If one fishes for the sake of fishing, then one loses sight of its true purpose..."

Then came a series of incomprehensible phrases, such as "Jiang Taigong fishes, and those who are willing will take the bait" and "He doesn't make a move for three years, but when he does, he shows off for three years"... filling the surrounding air with a joyful atmosphere.

However, their joy here was short-lived. Eventually, they parted ways and went in different directions, seemingly brought together by fate and destined to part as well.

Apart from one child they had raised, no one else knew that they had ever been together.

"Ugh!"

Watching all this, Chu Feng felt complicated. He never imagined that the villagers he once thought were all weaklings would exude an aura of unparalleled power in the scene, like gods and saints. Each of them was more powerful than the dragon horse beside him, a fundamental difference in their level of life!

emperor!
Immortal Emperor!

Even...possibly stronger!
"The clown is myself..."

Chu Feng sighed softly, glanced at the dragon horse beside him, and muttered to himself, "Should I kill someone to cover up this embarrassing incident?"

"There's absolutely no need for that!" Longma shook his head frantically. "I think there's something fishy going on here! What you see and hear might not be the truth!"

It racked its brains to make excuses for itself.

It's so tough for it. Everyone else is eating all sorts of bitter leaves and making a living from the leaves and blood, but why is it the one being persecuted?
Is this fucking right?!

"You think so too?" Chu Feng asked, his gaze suddenly becoming deep, which startled Longma.

--Eh?

What do you think?
Chu Feng whispered, "Playing me... there's really no need for that. What difference would it make even if we talked it out?"

"Besides, if it were really an act about me, how could it be so easy for me to trace back to this past without any ripples?"

"They are all Immortal Emperors, yet they can be spied upon by a mere Immortal King like me?"

So... there's only one truth!

As he spoke, his body radiated light from numerous symbols; and beside him, the Time Furnace was turned on, its flames surging!
He was using his own body as a guide, as a sacrifice, enduring boundless pain, to guide the flames forward!
boom!
Images of time, scrolls of history, have actually... come ablaze!

Like a faded ancient painting, it fell into a brazier, burned within it, turned into wisps of smoke, and then...

Distinguish the true from the false!

It's as if there are hidden layers in the painting, and everything on the outside is just a cover-up. Someone is hiding and covering up the truth!
However, this could not escape the notice of the clever Chu Feng, who saw through it with his great wisdom!
"Boom!"

A hazy blue light swept across the star.

It possesses the most tenacious, unwavering power, the only truth.

However, this time it wasn't a clash or a duel; rather, it was like a fierce fire refining true gold.

Why this particular star?

Chu Feng whispered, "Because this star is very special, the marks left on it cannot be erased... they can only be covered up by the history books of time."

"Why after I left?"

"Because when I left, I took with me... the Time Furnace!"

Chu Feng's voice began to tremble, as if he had a premonition of something terrible waiting for him.

"The Time Furnace can conceal the secrets of heaven and shield cause and effect... Even someone as powerful as the Heavenly Emperor may not be able to lock onto its existence, let alone others."

"Where the Time Furnace is, there lies a pure land... But what if this furnace were no longer there?"

"Then everything will be exposed; it can't be hidden from the predictions of an unparalleled expert!"

"so……"

Chu Feng stopped talking.

Because when the raging fire burned the scroll of history, it was as if some kind of dream bubble was punctured, and the real scene began to be revealed!
That was a major battle!
An unbearable, indescribable shadow obscured the sky, dominated the human world, and even extended beyond the world, permeating the chaotic origin!

In the shadows, it seemed as if a figure stood, coldly looking down.

He said nothing, yet everything trembled and prostrated itself, as if some kind of divine voice was echoing in the darkness, eternally unending.

"I am here to... annihilate all enemies in the world!"

What was it that He suppressed and killed?
Chu Feng saw it, he recognized it clearly—it was the villagers who had once cared for and nurtured him as he grew up!
They do indeed possess great supernatural powers and earth-shattering combat strength. Each of them exudes a strong and terrifying aura, and they are all Immortal Emperors, or even stronger. This is no exaggeration.

However, their condition was by no means good; in fact, it was extremely poor!
Some were hunched over, some had broken limbs, some were bleeding from all seven orifices, staining their armor red... It's hard to imagine when a being at the end of the road would be so undignified!
"We tried to escape, but we couldn't..."

A villager sighed softly, "Perhaps this is fate, this is karma..."

His gaze suddenly intensified, "XX, you've gone astray, stop being so stubborn!"

"Turn back! Turn back while you still can!"

His voice was tinged with sorrow and desolation, as if an ancestor were trying to persuade a rebellious descendant to turn back and not commit the heinous act of betraying his master and ancestors.

pity.

The being in the shadows remained indifferent, showing no intention of turning back, resolutely walking its own path.

"I once said that even if you flee, you won't be able to escape for long. I will eventually find you and kill you... After this battle, none of you will survive. You will all die, burying the karma for eternity!"

The figure in the shadows said coldly, "Iron-blooded and ruthless."

"Ha!" Another villager suddenly burst into laughter, then coughed up blood, the blood a chilling sight. "You can kill us, but the truth will always exist, and you cannot bury it, Evil Ancestor!"

"Where there is a spark, there will be a successor who can settle scores with you, save the world, and thwart your schemes..."

boom!
Chu Feng was deeply shaken.

"this!"

Longma was also deeply shaken.

At this moment, it wants to shout loudly.

—This is fucking dog history!

—This person can be anyone, but he will never be the Evil Ancestor!

(End of this chapter)