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

Su Youwei,

Or perhaps, it was the supreme empress who took control of this body.

She hovered silently atop the sacred mountain, her indifferent gaze sweeping over the kneeling crowd below, her voice cold and devoid of any emotion.

"How long have I been in seclusion?"

A beautiful woman in palace attire, whose aura had reached the Saint Emperor realm, quickly stepped forward and respectfully replied, "Your Palace Master, your seclusion this time lasted a total of one year and three months."

"Um."

Su Youwei nodded slightly, her gaze fixed on the endless void, as if she could pierce through the river of time.

"Has anything significant happened in the myriad realms of the universe these days?"

The beautiful woman in palace attire dared not be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly reported in detail all the major events that had recently occurred in the myriad realms.

From frictions between major holy sites to unusual events in certain forbidden areas, nothing is too small.

Su Youwei listened quietly, her beautiful face expressionless, as if these major events that could stir up a storm in the outside world were nothing more than children's games in her eyes.

until……

"...Besides that, the most eye-catching figure in all the heavens and myriad realms recently is a newly rising prodigy."

"This man's name is Chu Feng, and he claims to be the successor of the Human Emperor..."

"boom!"

The moment the words "Chu Feng" were uttered by the beautiful woman in palace attire.

Su Youwei's eyes, which had been calm and still, suddenly narrowed!

An uncontrollable, terrifying pressure erupted from her body, causing the entire sacred mountain to tremble violently!

The beautiful woman at the Saint King realm who was giving her report was struck dumb, letting out a muffled groan as a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, her face filled with horror.

She couldn't understand why the palace master, who was always calm and composed, would have such a strong reaction after hearing a name.

Su Youwei instantly realized her loss of composure. She took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her heart. The terrifying pressure also subsided.

However, the way she clenched her hands so tightly that her knuckles turned slightly white from the force revealed the turmoil in her heart.

Chu Feng...

Is it him?

He actually arrived in the upper realm.

And he even became... the successor of the Human Emperor?

In an instant, countless chaotic fragments of memory surged through Su Youwei's soul like a flood bursting its banks.

These emotions, which she should have completely severed and sealed away, surged up again because of the name "Chu Feng".

"snort."

Su Youwei let out a cold snort, a hint of annoyance and disgust flashing in her deep, weathered eyes.

Because of this man, because of this ridiculous obsession that remains in this body, she has been unable to fully integrate with the consciousness of this life, and there is always a slight, imperceptible flaw.

For her, who pursued the perfect path, this was absolutely intolerable.

It seems that only by completely erasing him from this world can the last vestige of this body's will be severed, allowing her to truly become one with herself.

Now that you have come to the Upper Realm, I will save myself the trouble of descending to the Lower Realm to find you.

It's time to put an end to the grudges between you and him.

"Someone come here." Her voice returned to its cold, emotionless tone.

The beautiful woman in palace attire, who was at the Saint King realm, immediately stepped forward and knelt respectfully on the ground: "What are your orders, Palace Master?"

"Go and investigate this successor of the emperor. I need to know where he is now, information about everyone around him, and all his movements."

"Yes, ma'am."

The beautiful woman in palace attire accepted the order and quietly disappeared.

The summit of the sacred mountain has returned to silence once more.

Su Youwei stood with her hands behind her back, her white robes fluttering, her beauty unparalleled, but her indifferent eyes held a chilling killing intent.

……

Baidi City, Dengtian Tower.

Inside the quiet room of the No. 1 courtyard of the Heavenly Courtyard.

Chu Feng sat cross-legged, shutting out all the disturbances from the outside world.

At the lakeside pavilion in the city lord's mansion, the method of "crossing the tribulation with one's life" proposed by the Master, although extremely risky, gave him a glimmer of hope in resolving Bai Luoxue's "five signs of decay".

However, this matter involves both risks and rewards, and he does not intend to do it immediately.

The most urgent task is to improve our own capabilities.

The Myriad Realms Prodigy Ranking is filled with experts, and the Divine Prince of the Divine Court, Shen Wudao, is even at the Saint King Realm. In addition, there are various forces hiding in the shadows, eyeing him covetously, all of which made him feel a sense of pressure.

Immediately, Chu Feng had a thought and sank into his sea of ​​consciousness to begin cultivating the Nine Nether Prison Suppression Manual taught by Nine Nether!

"Boy, you've finally remembered to cultivate my techniques?" Jiuyou's ancient and hoarse voice rang out.

"I was too busy before, so I didn't have time," Chu Feng said awkwardly.

"Hmph, I think you've been bewitched by the charms of those women." Jiuyou's voice carried a hint of displeasure. "Remember, women will only slow down your sword-drawing speed. To survive in this cannibalistic world, only absolute strength is the key."

"This junior understands!" Chu Feng nodded and began to immerse himself in the Nine Nether Prison Suppression Manual.

The Nine Netherworld Prison Suppression Manual!

This technique is extremely powerful. When cultivated to its peak, it can manifest the Nine Nether Hells, suppress all gods and demons, and control the cycle of life and death.

Just as Chu Feng was about to begin his comprehension, Jiu You's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of barely perceptible solemnity.

"Kid, there's something I need you to do."

"What is it?"

"When you have time, go to the Netherworld."

"Why go there?" Chu Feng asked, somewhat surprised.

"Kill a traitor for me." A chilling aura emanated from Jiuyou's voice.

"Traitor?" Chu Feng was taken aback.

"That's right." Jiuyou's voice was filled with hatred. "Back then, if it weren't for that traitor who stabbed me in the back, I wouldn't have ended up with my soul shattered and imprisoned in this hellish place!"

Chu Feng's heart stirred.

To be able to harm a forbidden being from the ancient Nine Netherworlds to this extent, that traitor is probably no ordinary person.

"Moreover," Jiuyou's voice carried a hint of temptation, "in the Nine Netherworld, there is a wisp of primordial fire that I left behind back then—the Nine Netherworld Fire. If you can obtain it, and combine it with this 'Nine Netherworld Prison Suppression Manual,' the power it can unleash will be beyond your imagination."

"At that time, even if you encounter a powerhouse at the Great Emperor realm, you might not be without a fighting chance!"

The Great Emperor of World War I?!

Chu Feng's heart skipped a beat.

The temptation is too great.

"Don't listen to this old devil's nonsense!"

Just then, a lazy yet somewhat cynical voice rang out; it was none other than the monk Wufa.

"His technique is sinister and cold. After practicing it, you will become neither human nor ghost. What's so good about it? Young benefactor, listen to this humble monk's advice. Why not practice my 'Immovable King Technique' instead?"

Before Chu Feng could react, the monk Wufa's voice rang out again.

"That old ghost's technique is at best that of a local police chief in the underworld, good only for dealing with the dead. My technique, on the other hand, is a genuine supreme Buddhist supernatural power. I've cultivated the Immovable King's Dharma form, and once my golden body is activated, I'm impervious to all magic. No matter what kind of demons, monsters, gods, Buddhas, or immortals I am, I can suppress them all with a single punch! That's what you call domineering!"

Before he finished speaking, a soft golden light shot out from the depths of the Burial Coffin and directly entered Chu Feng's brow.

In an instant, another incredibly profound technique appeared in his consciousness.

The Acala Mantra!

Chu Feng only glanced at the introduction before being deeply attracted to it.

By cultivating this skill, one can condense the image of the Immovable King. Once this image appears, all evil will be warded off, all demons will retreat, and all gods and Buddhas in the sky will be suppressed. Words spoken will become law, which is the supreme path.

One controls reincarnation, the other suppresses gods and Buddhas.

Both of them seem quite formidable.

Chu Feng stroked his chin. "Only children make choices. I want them all!"

"Kid, have you thought this through? Don't bite off more than you can chew!" Jiuyou said coldly.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Jiuyou, you are mistaken," the monk Wufa said with a smile. "Young benefactor, you are exceptionally gifted, possessing several top-tier inheritances, which is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. The true path lies in cultivating both Buddhist and demonic arts, and harmonizing Yin and Yang. In my humble opinion, it would be perfect for him to practice these two techniques together."

Chu Feng nodded in deep agreement.

Without further hesitation, he completely immersed himself in the practice and began to simultaneously circulate the "Nine Netherworld Prison Suppression Manual" and the "Immovable King Technique".

Suddenly, strange phenomena occurred within the quiet room.

Half of the space was shrouded in a dense black aura of death, as if it had been transformed into a hellish realm, chilling to the bone.

The other half of the space was filled with dazzling golden Buddhist light, sacred and peaceful, with chanting filling the air.

One black, one gold; one demon, one Buddha—two completely opposite forces, clearly distinct yet slowly merging in a mysterious way, centered on Chu Feng's body.