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

Before he could finish speaking...

The sky over the entire Fallen Demon Valley instantly turned pitch black.

An indescribable, towering demonic hand suddenly emerged from the endless darkness.

That demonic hand was enormous.

It was so large that it seemed to hold the entire celestial realm in its hands.

As soon as it appeared, a terrifying demonic power that surpassed even the Great Emperor and stood above all the myriad paths of the heavens enveloped Chu Feng and Chu Qingge.

Under this oppressive force, Chu Feng felt his very soul tremble, unable to even move a finger.

He wanted to activate the Burial Coffin and summon the Chaos Origin Grinding Mill, but it was all too late.

The towering demonic hand slowly descended.

It possessed neither earth-shattering power nor world-destroying energy.

It was just a gentle squeeze.

Chu Feng and Chu Qingge, along with the white bone altar, vanished from their spot in an instant.

The entire Fallen Demon Valley returned to its deathly silence.

It was as if nothing had happened.

……

When Chu Feng regained consciousness, he found himself and Chu Qingge in a completely unfamiliar space.

This is an incredibly vast underground palace.

The palace's dome seemed to stretch endlessly, and the surrounding walls were covered with ancient and sinister runes, exuding a chilling aura.

The air was filled with an intense, almost overwhelming, demonic aura and deathly energy.

This oppressive force is a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying than what I felt in the Fallen Demon Valley!

Chu Feng immediately shielded the seriously injured Chu Qingge behind him, cautiously surveying his surroundings.

His heart sank to the bottom.

The owner of that demonic hand was incredibly powerful.

That's definitely an existence that surpasses even the Emperor level!

She felt utterly powerless to resist him.

"Xiao Feng, where is this...?" Chu Qingge leaned against Chu Feng's back and asked weakly.

"I don't know, but we're in big trouble," Chu Feng said in a deep voice.

All he can do now is stall for time, secretly circulating the power within his body, looking for a chance to escape.

Just then.

At the very front of the palace, in the endless darkness, two crimson lights shone.

Like two blood-red suns.

Immediately afterwards, a grand and ancient voice echoed through the palace.

"Human bloodline... still carrying a trace of the familiar aura of the Human Emperor... truly a fine offering."

As the sound rang out, the darkness ahead slowly faded away.

A colossal throne, constructed from the bones of countless gods and demons, appeared in Chu Feng's sight.

A blurry figure in black robes sat on the throne.

He sat there quietly, as if he had become one with the entire dark space.

The deathly aura and demonic power emanating from his body made Chu Feng feel as if his soul was about to be frozen.

"Who are you?"

Chu Feng stared at the figure and asked coldly.

Despite the huge difference in strength, he did not show the slightest fear.

He knew very well that in the face of such a being, begging and fear were meaningless.

"My name has long been forgotten by the years."

The figure on the throne slowly raised his head, and the two blood-red suns gazed at Chu Feng.

"However, in the ancient times, those gods and demons all called me... Demon Heaven."

Demon Heaven!

Ancient Demon God!

Chu Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He instantly recalled the warning left behind by the Master of Misty Rain before he left.

Deep within the Forbidden Zone of Heavenly Meteor, a terrifying being seems to be awakening.

Could it be this person standing right in front of me?

"It seems you know me." Mo Tian seemed to have seen through Chu Feng's thoughts and let out a strange, wicked laugh. "That's right. In that so-called war between gods and demons back then, I was careless and was suppressed here by all the emperors of the heavens."

"Endless years have passed, and the seal that has suppressed me has finally loosened."

"And you are the first living beings to come here."

Chu Feng's heart sank completely.

The power of an existence that could only be suppressed by the combined forces of all the emperors of the heavens is beyond imagination.

Even if he is now just a wisp of a soul, he is still someone I cannot contend with.

"What do you want to do?" Chu Feng asked coldly.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Tian laughed, his laughter filled with cruelty and pleasure.

"Although I have recovered, my strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be, and my soul is extremely weak. Now is the time when I need 'feed' to nourish me."

His gaze swept back and forth between Chu Feng and Chu Qingge, as if he were examining two perfect works of art.

"Both of you have excellent bloodlines and physiques. Especially you," his gaze finally settled on Chu Feng, "your body actually contains so many powerful forces: the Human Emperor's bloodline, the blood of immortality, the origin of the abyss... tsk tsk, it's simply a feast for the senses."

"If I could completely absorb and fuse the two of you, perhaps it could help me recover even one ten-thousandth of my power."

"At that time, I will be able to break this final seal and see the light of day again!"

"You're dreaming!"

A cold glint flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

He knew that there was no room for maneuver today.

Either you die or I die!

"Hehehe... You'll find out soon enough whether you're dreaming or not."

Mo Tian stopped talking nonsense.

He slowly raised his hand, and a giant claw formed from pure demonic energy slammed down towards Chu Feng and Chu Qingge.

This claw strike, seemingly slow, actually sealed off time and space, containing a terrifying law capable of obliterating the Great Dao.

Chu Feng felt as if he were being suppressed by an invisible world, unable to move at all.

"Sis, get behind me!"

In the critical moment, Chu Feng let out a roar.

The bronze coffin mark between his eyebrows suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

boom!

An ancient, blood-red bronze coffin appeared out of thin air, lying across the two of them.

A terrifying aura that could devour everything and annihilate the heavens erupted from the ancient coffin, forcefully withstanding the descending demonic claw.

"Um?"

Mo Tian let out a soft exclamation, seemingly somewhat surprised.

But the moment he saw the bronze coffin clearly, his blood-red eyes suddenly erupted with unprecedented greed and fanaticism.

"The Coffin That Buries the Sky!"

"It's actually the Coffin of Burial to Heaven!"

"Hahaha! This is truly divine intervention! This is divine intervention indeed!"

Mo Tian burst into maniacal laughter, and the entire palace trembled violently with his laughter.

"Legend has it that this coffin is a forbidden object from the beginning of the era, imprisoning countless remnants of ancient forbidden souls, and concealing the secret of transcendence!"

"Young man, you are truly my lucky star!"

"Once I devour you and obtain this Burial Coffin, how could I not return to my peak, or even advance further!"

Mo Tian's laughter abruptly stopped.

Instead, there was an endless killing intent.

The force with which he struck the demonic claw instantly increased tenfold.

boom!

The coffin of burial shook violently and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Chu Feng groaned, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

He could sense that the demon queen, the thunder lord, and others inside the coffin were roaring madly, trying to break free, but they were being suppressed by that terrifying demonic power and kept inside the coffin.

"Boy, it seems you haven't fully mastered this forbidden coffin yet."

Mo Tian stepped down from the throne, his blurry figure growing larger and larger in Chu Feng's pupils.

"In that case, it belongs to me!"

He raised his hand again, this time his entire palm transforming into a pitch-black canopy that enveloped Chu Feng and the Burial Coffin.

Chu Feng gritted his teeth, a glint of madness flashing in his eyes.

Fight!

Today, even if we have to play all our cards, we absolutely cannot die here!

"You old fool, you're not qualified to steal my things!"

Chu Feng roared angrily.

Just as the dark sky was about to fall, his brow lit up again.

This time, what flew out was no longer the Coffin of Burial.

Instead, it was a gray, ancient stone mill, seemingly crafted from chaotic stone.

Chaos returns to its origin!