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

When that illusory yet real long river stretched across the sky above the underground palace, time seemed to stand still.

The large hand that had been slamming down on the tomb froze in mid-air.

The shadow blade that Shadow Strike unleashed stopped behind Chu Feng.

The iron shovel that had been smashed down by the burial also froze in mid-air.

The three scavengers, who had traversed countless heavens and witnessed all sorts of grand scenes, now had their faces filled with unprecedented horror and fear.

"What...what kind of power is this?!" Mu's voice trembled.

He sensed an aura from that long river that made his very soul tremble.

That is not a law, not the Great Way, but a more fundamental, more supreme... concept!

It's fate!

"He's... manipulating fate?!" Shadow's voice was sharp and piercing, filled with disbelief.

How could a junior at the Void God Realm possibly touch such a forbidden domain that even ancient emperors could only look up to?

This was completely beyond their comprehension!

"Kill! Kill him quickly! We absolutely cannot let him unleash his full power!" Zang was the first to react, letting out a furious roar.

He disregarded the need to conceal his strength, burned his own essence, and the iron shovel in his hand burst forth with a dazzling dark light, forcibly breaking free from the shackles of that power of fate, and smashed it down fiercely towards Chu Feng!

Mu and Ying also seemed to awaken from a dream, burning their source energy and unleashing their strongest killing moves.

They had only one thought in their minds.

Kill this monster!

At all costs!

However, Chu Feng looked at their desperate appearance and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

His once black hair was turning gray at a visible rate.

His life force was also rapidly slipping away.

He set the course of fate in motion, but the price was his life!

"Sister, close your eyes."

Chu Feng said softly.

Chu Qingge looked at her younger brother's aged profile through her tear-filled eyes, her heart aching.

"Xiao Feng! No!" she cried out vehemently.

Chu Feng did not turn around, but fixed his gaze on the three scavengers who rushed towards him.

"I said I would protect you..."

"I said, no one can hurt you again..."

"I said..."

"You three garbage collectors aren't qualified!"

boom!

At this moment, the life force within Chu Feng's body completely exploded!

His full head of black hair instantly turned snow-white.

His skin had lost its luster, become dry and wrinkled.

His body hunched over.

In just a moment, it seemed as if he had lived a whole life, transforming from a vibrant young man into an old man on the verge of death.

And the river of destiny behind him burst forth with unprecedented brilliance at this moment!

Three chains formed from the power of destiny flew out from the long river, ignoring space and the laws, and directly wrapped around the three people: Tomb, Shadow, and Burial.

"Ah! No!"

"My power! My Dao fruit is dissipating!"

"This is... the backlash of fate! It's rewriting our past!"

The three of them let out screams of extreme terror.

They felt that their cultivation, which they had painstakingly cultivated for countless epochs, was rapidly regressing.

Great Emperor Realm... Quasi-Emperor Realm... Void God Realm... Saint Ancestor Realm...

Their strength is utterly fragile in the face of the mighty force of fate.

"How could this be... How could this happen..." Mu looked at his withered palms and felt the emptiness within his body, and was utterly desperate.

He schemed his whole life, only to be outsmarted by a mere youth in a way he couldn't comprehend at all.

"it's over."

Chu Feng, or rather, an old man with white hair, spoke in a hoarse voice.

He raised his hand and gently shook hands with the three of them.

The silent bronze coffin mark between his brows shone once more.

A blood-red ancient coffin appeared out of thin air, its lid sliding open to reveal a massive blood-red vortex.

That familiar, terrifying suction force that devours everything once again enveloped the entire underground palace.

The three, Tomb, Shadow, and Burial, who had already fallen to the Holy Realm, were filled with endless fear and resentment.

They didn't even have the strength to resist before being dragged along by the immense suction force, slowly being drawn into the blood-red vortex.

"I'm not reconciled..."

This was the last sound they left in this world.

After the three Epoch Scavengers were completely devoured, the crimson vortex disappeared, and the bronze coffin turned into a stream of light, returning to Chu Feng's brow.

Inside the underground palace, deathly silence returned once more.

puff.

Chu Feng could no longer hold on; his body went limp, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Little Wind!"

Chu Qingge rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

Looking at her younger brother in her arms, with his white hair and weak breath, as if he might die at any moment, Chu Qingge's heart broke.

"Xiao Feng... wake up... look at me... I'm your older sister..." She sobbed uncontrollably, tears dripping onto Chu Feng's aged face.

Chu Feng's eyelids twitched with difficulty.

He looked at his sister's tear-streaked face, wanting to say something, but he couldn't muster even a shred of strength.

His consciousness was rapidly sinking into endless darkness.

Just as he was about to completely lose consciousness.

An anomaly has occurred again!

The demon heart, which had been suspended in mid-air and remained motionless due to the loss of its target, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling dark light.

It seemed to be drawn by some kind of fatal attraction.

call out!

A soft sound.

The Demon God's Heart transformed into a stream of light, rushing directly into Chu Feng's brow and disappearing.

Chu Feng's body trembled violently, and then he completely lost consciousness.

His consciousness was pulled into a dark space filled with endless demonic energy.

Amidst endless darkness and demonic energy, Chu Feng's consciousness slowly coalesced.

He looked around blankly.

"Where...am I?"

Am I...dead?

Just then, a voice filled with both majesty and evil resounded through the space.

"Kid, we meet again."

Chu Feng suddenly looked up.

Not far in front of him, the terrifying demon god, towering ten thousand feet tall, with two horns on its head and six wings on its back, reappeared.

It was none other than the ancient demon god, Mo Tian, ​​whom he had obliterated!

"You're not dead?" Chu Feng's consciousness was startled.

"Hehe, I am an ancient demon god, how could I die so easily?" Mo Tian let out a triumphant laugh. "I had long anticipated that you had many trump cards, so at the last moment, I hid a wisp of your primordial remnant in the heart of the demon god."

"Although you have obliterated my demonic body, as long as this wisp of my spirit remains, I am immortal!"

"Now that you are exhausted and your spirit is weakened, it is the perfect time for me to possess your body and be reborn!"

"Your body, all your secrets, will belong to me!"

With a wild laugh, the ten-thousand-foot-tall demonic avatar transformed into a black torrent, surging overwhelmingly towards Chu Feng's consciousness.

He wanted to devour Chu Feng's consciousness and take over this body with unlimited potential!

Chu Feng's consciousness was as insignificant as an ant in the face of this terrifying demonic power.

He felt his consciousness being torn apart and devoured bit by bit.

The intense pain drove him almost insane.