The Great Road of Shading the Sky

Chapter 290 Unrivaled, Unstoppable! (Happy Dragon Boat Festival!)

Time flies, and more than a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

After a century of war and bloodshed, Chu Feng and his group had developed an aura of iron-bloodedness. Their progress was nothing short of miraculous, and each of them underwent a complete transformation.

And the great war in the strange world is about to end.

Both the native inhabitants and the living dead suffered heavy casualties, and more than a dozen Celestial Venerables perished!
If this news were to reach the mortal realm, it would likely cause a great sensation.

However, the greater losses were suffered by the strange world itself. Almost all the celestial beings on the surface were wiped out, and even three ancient lineages were completely wiped out.

The mortal realm is, after all, the mortal realm, which cannot be compared to the small world.

The war has temporarily come to an end, but clashes continue to occur behind the scenes.

"Damn it, after all these years, we still haven't been able to contact the mortal realm?" a one-armed celestial being roared, his voice shaking the heavens.

From the perspective of the living, if the natives of this universe had not possessed a large number of prehistoric treasures, they would have been unable to contend with them.

What surprised them even more was that the previously relatively stable chaos suddenly erupted, causing all the arriving forces to lose their way.

Although it was called a lost voyage, everyone knew that it meant certain death, and no one could possibly come back.

This means that they are trapped in this distorted world, have lost contact with the living world, and have no way out.

Unless their respective sects' legendary founders personally intervene, they can only pray that the chaotic storm will subside soon and everything along the way will return to normal, then perhaps there will be a glimmer of hope.

As for staying in this world, that's simply impossible.

After so many years of fighting, the hatred between them and the local forces has become irreconcilable.

"I have a feeling that person is not dead yet. Once she recovers, she will not let this go." Ling Lengran, the white-haired female powerhouse, spoke up from the main camp of the mortals.

She had no interest in the battle between the two sides, as she was exploring the long-buried secrets of this distorted world on her own. However, her disciple Xuanzhao was almost killed.

Her lineage originated from the Martial Emperor, also known as the Martial Madman. He was extremely arrogant and domineering, and naturally, he was also extremely protective of his own, and would not tolerate the slightest humiliation from others.

The number of acts of destroying clans and exterminating religions committed in this regard is not small.

So, ten years ago, she personally took action to kill the native woman named Yan Ruyu, but she never expected that she would be careless and fail.

A mere Celestial Venerable actually withstood her attacks!
This fueled her murderous intent, and she disregarded all pride to pursue and kill the woman, driving her to the brink of death. But now it seems that the woman had unimaginable means of survival and did not die that day.

"Master, are you going to attack her?" Xuanzhao asked in surprise, a hint of unconcealed fear flashing in her eyes.

That woman in green with white hair was terrifying. She didn't seem like a native at all. She was even more stunning than those famous geniuses in the mortal world. I was no match for her at all and was almost defeated in just a few exchanges.

Keep in mind that at that time she was already fighting a group of enemies alone and was in poor condition; her sneak attack had failed.

Even when his master, a powerful being, personally intervened, he was still unable to kill him easily.

"This woman is terrifying beyond measure; she must not be allowed to live. I must kill her as soon as possible!"

The white-haired female powerhouse Ling exuded a chilling killing intent. Her beautiful face was filled with coldness, and the Dao pattern between her brows glowed, resembling a vertical eye, as if she were gazing through the void at a target thousands of miles away.

Meanwhile, deep within the underground world, with a whoosh, Chu Feng slew a colossal beast ten thousand feet tall, its blood flowing like a river, staining the earth red.

He has become one of the best among the gods, and is not far from the level of a god-general.

Even Chu Feng himself was surprised. Such a speed of evolution was too fast and somewhat illogical. Could it be that he was really a super genius who rose to prominence later?

But the white-haired woman in blue who he met said that he wasn't even moving at his fastest speed.

It is said that in that prehistoric era, some people became gods in their twenties, and others cultivated to the pinnacle of Heavenly Venerable in less than a hundred years.

Even more remarkably, some have surpassed the realm of Celestial Venerables in just fifty years.
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Upon hearing this, Chu Feng felt like cursing.

Listen to this, are these things even human?

"She once said that your talent in evolution is not bad, although it's a little worse than mine," Lin Nuoyi said with a smile.

Yes, she has already become a god-level expert.

Chu Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, unable to understand how Lin Nuoyi could evolve faster than him.

But the thought of the "she" that Lin Nuoyi mentioned stirred something within him.

Perhaps his rapid progress is inseparable from the mysterious scripture taught by the fairy sister. Although it is easy to develop a split personality and become mentally ill, it does have many miraculous aspects.

"A century has passed, and I must return now. I hope no great changes have occurred in the world."

Chu Feng brought the most precious parts of the giant beast back to the stronghold, using them as a sacrifice to pay tribute to his fallen comrades with his surviving friends.

A century of war and countless crises meant that not everyone could remain unscathed. In the end, some people took their own lives, leaving their side and returning to the world.

Just then, the mountains not far away suddenly exploded, unleashing an extremely powerful burst of energy that was truly earth-shattering, emitting blinding beams of light.

"Got you!"

The powerful white-haired woman has appeared, crossing over from another realm and descending upon this place!
Her eyes were as cold and deep as an icy pool. She stood suspended in mid-air as her black dress fluttered, and suddenly rushed towards them at incredible speed.

Outside the simple thatched hut, a graceful woman in a green dress stood quietly by the clear pond. She also had white hair, but her features were gentle, her appearance was elegant, and her temperament was quite different.

Yan Ruyu, with her keen senses, noticed the impending danger and, without hesitation, chose to flee immediately to avoid harming innocent people.

"Trying to run? You think you can escape?!" A blood-stained spear appeared in the hand of the white-haired female powerhouse Ling. It was a full ten feet long and was forged from blood bamboo that grew in chaos.

The spear was covered with blood-red patterns, and its sharpness was now fully revealed. It had a great origin and was the weapon of the martial arts fanatic in his youth, which had accumulated the essence of his great Dao.

It's said to be a weapon of youth, but how long did this martial arts fanatic live? Too long, his exact age is unverifiable, and the so-called youth is actually an extremely long period of time.

The martial arts fanatic bestowed this weapon upon his disciple as a precaution.

The white-haired female powerhouse Ling made a fatal move. The moment she saw Yan Ruyu, she sensed a crisis. Unexpectedly, the latter not only did not die, but also advanced further and became a Great Celestial Venerable! The Great Celestial Venerable is a special realm, known as the unparalleled one in the Celestial Venerable realm, and is the true leader among beings of the same level.

Even in the mortal realm, only a few terrifying lineages can cultivate such terrifying evolved beings who are invincible among their peers.

Such a person, as long as they don't die young and have enough time, has a very high probability of becoming a powerful expert at the Hunyuan level!
The white-haired female expert Ling had once entered this special realm, so she naturally knew its extraordinary nature. In an instant, her killing intent surged, and she was willing to use the Martial Emperor Spear to kill her.

"Martial Madman" is a colloquial term used by outsiders, but his disciples and followers naturally respectfully call him Emperor Wu.

In an instant, the earth cracked, mountains collapsed, and the sky shattered. All of this was too horrifying to bear, and all of it was caused by this spear.

The surrounding area, spanning countless miles, was in a state of decay and death, with all life force drained away in an instant.

"I have sensed your presence. Prepare to die!" The white-haired female powerhouse Ling infused a wisp of Yan Ruyu's aura into the blood spear, then raised her hand and hurled the spear.

"Whoosh!"

The blood spear automatically locked onto the enemy, shattered the void, and headed towards Yan Ruyu, unleashing a soaring blood light that illuminated the entire underground world in crimson. The intense energy surged, causing mountains and all things to tremble.

Not to mention the underground world, even on the surface and in the heavens above, all the evolvers in the strange world felt it, and the weak couldn't help but tremble.

"I knew you'd come. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yan Ruyu wasn't flustered; a mysterious smile played on her beautiful and refined face.

On her head, a simple ring made of willow branches had appeared at some point. It looked as if someone had made it casually, like a toy for an ordinary child to play with.

But this simple willow ring made the white-haired female powerhouse, who was originally confident of victory, feel a chill run down her spine, and her body trembled instinctively.

The willow ring scattered, transforming back into a crystal-clear, emerald-green willow branch, piercing through the void like a divine chain of order, intertwined with symbols of the Great Dao, and directly confronting the crimson spear.

"Boom!"

The underground world collapsed, the universe trembled, and a deafening roar shook the world.

Click!
At this moment, it felt as if another thunderbolt struck the hearts of all the evolved beings, shaking their very souls.

Then, the blood spear and the willow branch exploded, releasing an unparalleled power!

"What a pity for my Liu Huan." In the distance, Lin Nuoyi sighed softly.

This was the last thing that person left for me, and I had no choice but to use it here.

A fierce battle broke out. Yan Ruyu made another step forward and became a Great Celestial Venerable, capable of fighting against powerful beings. In the end, she even displayed a portion of the power of the Eternal Venerable and was able to fiercely fight against the white-haired female powerhouse!
"How is this possible?!" The white-haired female powerhouse Ling had long lost her earlier composure.

Who is she? She is the personal disciple of the Martial Emperor of the Yang Realm, yet she is suppressed by a native whose cultivation level is even lower than hers. This is simply unbelievable.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that she had met a descendant of the Azure Emperor, who had been favored by Shao Hua and taught by the Willow God.

Forget about being a disciple of a Martial Emperor; even if he were a martial arts fanatic himself, what would he amount to in their eyes? Insignificant!
The battle between the two did not take much time. Yan Ruyu acted decisively, blasting through the white-haired female powerhouse who was wavering in her will, causing a large amount of blood to flow.

"So powerful! We're going to take down that white-haired witch!" Chu Feng shouted.

High in the sky, the white-haired female powerhouse Ling exploded with a bang, a dazzling rain of light bursting forth. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her face contorted, as she untied a black silk thread binding her hands.

The heavens and earth roared once more. That wisp of thread was only an inch long, yet it was like a tangible manifestation of the Great Dao, carrying the Dao of all heavens!

This was bestowed upon her by the madman back then; it is a truly unfathomable and supreme treasure.

Now, she keeps pushing it, even at the cost of blood sacrifice, wanting to use this thread to annihilate all enemies!

Yan Ruyu sensed unease and retreated abruptly.

However, the black thread of the white-haired female powerhouse Ling Xueji did not help her destroy the earth as she wished. Instead, it continuously drained her power, almost absorbing it all in an instant.

It was at this moment that this thread resonated with the tattered cloth held by the madman, and surprisingly, it transcended time and space to establish a connection with the mortal realm.

“Disciple, you have committed a grave error, actually allowing that thing to revive. You must not activate it any further, otherwise, everything in this world will cease to exist, and all the heavens and myriad realms will wither away!”

"Some beings are beyond the reach of heaven and time; they are invincible and beyond the reach of anyone. Even if one does not think of them or remember them, it is difficult to say whether they have been completely annihilated. If anyone in this world can touch even a speck of dust that is connected to them, it will trigger a tremendous karmic consequence!"

These were the words of the madman, and even his voice trembled almost imperceptibly as he spoke.

Sometimes, the higher you stand, the more terrifying the path ahead seems to hold.

The more you know, the more wary you become of certain things, and the more you fear touching upon them.

The madman knew that his most beloved disciple was probably going to be in trouble.

He originally thought it was a great opportunity when he snatched this piece of rag from Li Sanlong, but who would have thought it would be such a huge pitfall, a real hot potato.

The cause and effect are too great to discard; there's no point in trying. I can only accept it reluctantly.

Fortunately, he had learned bits and pieces about that person from the oldest biographies. Even the legendary Three Emperors had not been able to find that person, so he figured there wouldn't be any major problems.

Unexpectedly, on this very day, that tattered piece of cloth suddenly shone brightly, which really startled him and almost caused him to suffer a backlash during his seclusion.

"Could there still be a wisp of thought remaining in that supreme being? Now that it has been stirred, if it is guided back, the trouble will be immense. The one that even the Heavenly Emperor is searching for will be uncontrollable once it returns!"

In the far north of the mortal realm, the martial arts fanatic muttered these words to himself.

He opened his deep eyes. Beside him, a tattered piece of cloth floated, only half the size of a palm, but the patterns on it contained endless mysteries, supreme and powerful.

"There are rumors that after that person left, he did something that influenced the past and present. Some people say that he never died and finally buried that incomparably glorious era."

The madman's heart pounded, and he said, "I never imagined that I would still cause trouble in the end. The dead should be completely forgotten, why must they return?!"

The white-haired female expert, Ling, turned ashen-faced; at this moment, she truly had lost all will to live.

Even his seemingly invincible master said those words, so what else could he do?
The ultimate trump card, which was expected to be used in a desperate battle, was nurtured with her essence, energy, and spirit, but in the end, it became her death warrant.

"Even if you have formed a karmic bond with a supreme expert, it shouldn't come to this."

The white-haired female powerhouse was completely drained of her energy. As she watched the wisp of silk fall into Chu Feng's hand, she was filled with extreme shock, anger, and resentment, and asked, "Why?"

(End of this chapter)