I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"Gift?"

Chu Feng was slightly taken aback.

The vengeful spirits, as if they had heard the most terrifying curse in the world, began to scream wildly and scattered in all directions!

"Trying to run now? Too late!"

The cruel smile on Chu Kuanglong's lips widened. He didn't even make any extra movements, but simply made a fist towards the sky full of vengeful spirits.

Om-!

An invisible yet irresistible terrifying force instantly enveloped the entire ancient battlefield!

At this moment, the space seemed to transform into a solid block of iron!

Those arrogant, vengeful spirits transformed from the remnants of fallen ancient powerhouses were as fragile as ink spots on a painting before this power. Their forms were frozen in mid-air, unable to move an inch no matter how much they struggled.

Immediately afterwards, to Chu Feng's astonishment, the thousands upon thousands of vengeful spirits, like lumps of clay being kneaded by an invisible hand, began to compress and condense wildly toward the center!

The piercing roars and wails echoed throughout the space, yet they could not shake that towering figure in the slightest.

After a few breaths.

All the vengeful spirits were compressed into a bead the size of a longan, pitch black in color, radiating pure soul power.

On the surface of the bead, one can vaguely see countless twisted and painful faces silently wailing.

Chu Kuanglong flicked his finger, and the Vengeful Soul Pearl transformed into a stream of light, hovering precisely in front of Chu Feng.

"Wind, catch it." His voice softened. "Refine and absorb it; it will greatly benefit your soul power, and you'll also gain all the supernatural abilities and techniques they were proficient in during their lifetimes!"

Chu Feng took the bead, his heart pounding with excitement. He looked at his father, who was both familiar and unfamiliar to him, and had so much to say and so many questions to ask.

Chu Kuanglong's gaze fell on Tuoba Yan'er, who stood frozen in shock not far away, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes: "Xiao Feng, is this the daughter-in-law you found for me?"

Chu Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly waved his hand: "No! Father, we just met here in Tianyuan..."

"Oh?" Chu Kuanglong looked at Tuoba Yan'er with great interest. His gaze, which seemed to be able to see through eternity, made the girl stiffen. She felt that under that gaze, all her secrets were exposed.

Immediately, Chu Kuanglong said directly, "You're a member of the Wu tribe who lives in seclusion in the southern borderlands, aren't you?"

"You...how did you know?!" Upon hearing this, Tuoba Yan'er's face instantly paled, her usually cold eyes filled with shock and disbelief. The Witch Clan had been living in seclusion for many years, and very few people knew her identity.

"The Witch Clan..."

At this moment, the voices of the Demoness, the Thunder Lord, and the Medicine Emperor rang out simultaneously from inside the Burial Coffin, filled with extreme shock.

"This girl... she's actually from the Witch Clan?!" The enchantress's voice trembled slightly. "Wasn't the Witch Clan wiped out long ago?!"

"The Witch Clan still has descendants alive?" The Thunder Lord's domineering voice was also filled with solemnity.

Medicine King Yun Qingzi gasped, his voice trembling, "Terrifying... utterly terrifying! I couldn't even see through this woman's bloodline, yet he knew at a glance... Just who is this Chu Kuanglong?!"

Hearing the collective loss of composure from the three powerful figures in his mind, Chu Feng was even more shocked. He looked at his father, then at the terrified Tuoba Yan'er, and couldn't help but ask, "The Witch Clan? What's that?"

"The Witch Clan is a forbidden race that coexisted with gods and demons in ancient times!"

The enchantress's voice quickly echoed in Chu Feng's mind, answering his questions: "They don't cultivate their divine souls or refine their spiritual power; they specialize in cultivating their physical bodies and bloodlines. They can communicate with heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and control curse-killing techniques. They are unpredictable and were once a top race in all the heavens and myriad realms! But for some reason, the entire race ceased to exist overnight. Unexpectedly, some of their bloodlines still exist in the world!"

Just as Chu Feng was digesting this astonishing information, Chu Kuanglong's gaze fell on Tuoba Yan'er once again.

"Little girl, if you want to break the curse on your witch clan, you'd better follow my Xiao Feng obediently. He is your witch clan's only hope."

"A curse?!" Upon hearing this, Tuoba Yan'er's delicate body trembled violently. Her usually cold face underwent a series of changes in expression, her eyes filled with shock. The curse passed down through generations of her witch clan was the clan's greatest secret, something no outsider could possibly know!

The man in front of her not only knew about her bloodline, but also knew everything about the curse of the witch clan!

"Father, where are you right now? You..." Chu Feng came back to his senses and asked anxiously, he had too many questions to ask.

"You don't need to worry about my affairs." Chu Kuanglong waved his hand, interrupting him. The figure formed from divine sense began to become somewhat illusory. "When the time comes, we, father and son, will meet again."

He looked at Chu Feng, his gaze becoming extremely solemn: "What you need to do now is become stronger as quickly as possible. The real challenge will be coming soon, so don't embarrass the Chu family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed with his fingers, and a storage ring that shimmered with an ancient luster appeared out of thin air and automatically put on Chu Feng's finger.

"Here are some trinkets I scavenged for you in Tianyuan. Take them."

After doing all this, Chu Kuanglong's figure had become so faint as to be almost transparent.

He gave Chu Feng one last deep look, a satisfied yet arrogant smile on his face.

"Feng'er, remember this: you are a member of the Chu family. No one in this world can make you bow your head!"

The moment the words fell, the towering figure that had suppressed the entire ancient battlefield transformed into countless points of light and vanished without a trace.

It's as if it never existed.

Chu Feng stood there, stunned, stroking the still-warm ring on his finger, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The father's appearance was too brief, yet it left behind countless mysteries.

The challenges ahead? The reputation of the Chu family?

What does this mean?

And where is he?

Tuoba Yan'er, standing to the side, was still deeply shocked and unable to recover for a long time.

After a long while, Chu Feng finally exhaled a long breath, suppressing his chaotic thoughts, and probed his divine sense into the storage ring.

Even with his composure, just one glance was enough to make him breathe rapidly!

The space inside the ring was larger than imagined, piled up like mountains with all sorts of rare treasures and divine weapons that had long been extinct in the outside world. Each of these items, if taken out, would be enough to stir up a bloodbath across the Nine Provinces!

Chu Feng's gaze, however, was firmly drawn to two things among them!

It was a fruit that was entirely dark green, as if it had gathered the energy of the Netherworld, and it was quietly floating in a corner.

"It's actually the Yellow Springs and Azure Heaven Fruit! This is a priceless medicinal herb!" The Medicine Emperor's voice suddenly rang out.

When Chu Feng heard the name of the fruit, his expression hardened. Wasn't this one of the ten most poisonous medicinal materials that Ling'er needed to awaken the Nine Nether Poison Body?

Then the Medicine King's voice rang out again: "There are a few more medicinal herbs here, all the remaining main ingredients of the elixir needed to cure that Fire Qilin. I didn't expect them all to be here. This is truly a case of getting something without any effort at all!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng was overjoyed; Old Hei was finally saved.

He then turned his gaze to Tuoba Yan'er, who was still in a daze, and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a powerful background!"

Tuoba Yan'er was startled awake by his voice. She raised her head, her usually cold eyes now filled with complex emotions, and looked at Chu Feng, her lips parting slightly: "I..."

However, she had not yet uttered her words.

Rumble—!!!

Without warning, the entire ancient battlefield began to tremble violently!

The ground beneath their feet, paved with countless white bones, shattered inch by inch, like a fragile mirror!

"not good!"

Chu Feng's expression changed drastically. He grabbed Tuoba Yan'er's wrist and was about to leap into the air.

But it was too late!

A massive black chasm, thousands of feet wide and bottomless, suddenly split open beneath their feet, like a gaping maw from the abyss!

An irresistible and terrifying suction force emanated from the depths of that ravine!

Chu Feng and his companion felt a sudden darkness before their eyes, and before they could react, they were instantly swallowed up by the bottomless ravine!