The Record of the Goddess: The Demonic Sect Produces Talents? I Lead the Entire Sect to Prove Dao an

Where the Blackwater Swamp borders the Imperial Clan's ancestral domain, there lies a bottomless, sheer cliff.

The Two Realms Mountain Range looked as if it had been cleaved in two by a giant axe of a god, with turbulent void currents churning on both sides. If one were to fall in carelessly, they would be torn apart by the spatial storm.

Only a narrow, ten-thousand-year-old black iron stone bridge, less than three zhang wide, resembles a black chain spanning the chasm, tightly fastened between the two cliffs.

Directly in front of the stone bridge lies the Tianjue Cliff, the only pass to enter the ancestral domain of the Di clan.

The strong wind, carrying the pungent smell of mud and water, slapped against the carriages of the bronze chariot.

The carriage was lined with thick, soft ferret fleece, filling the air with warmth and fragrance, keeping out all the cold winds from outside.

Chu Feng leaned back in the large chair, chewing on a peeled snow grape, looking extremely relaxed.

Luo Qingyi nestled beside him, wearing a moon-white silk robe as thin as a cicada's wing.

The belt around her waist was loose, and large expanses of her fair and delicate skin dazzled in the dim light.

Her two long, shapely legs rested on Chu Feng's knees, swaying gently with the rise and fall of the car. She held a spirit fruit between her fingertips and offered it to Chu Feng's lips in a gentle and natural manner.

Tu Xiaoxue knelt on the thick carpet, her hands carefully massaging Chu Feng's calves.

To avoid being seen, the little girl used a secret method to tuck her fluffy rabbit ears into her hair bun and changed into a narrow, floral maid dress.

The skirt was just too tight, and the full curves of her chest almost burst open the buttons. Every time she bent over, a deep cleavage was squeezed out, arousing endless fantasies.

"Senior, is the pressure I applied just right? Should I move it up two inches?"

Tu Xiaoxue's cheeks flushed pink, her voice was soft and weak, and she subconsciously moved closer to Chu Feng's legs, her whole being exuding a natural, subtle fragrance of herbs and trees.

Chu Feng reached out and pinched her soft cheek, then patted her waist and hips.

"Your skills have improved! If you opened a massage parlor outside, you'd definitely make a fortune. We could split the profits 20/80, I get 20% and you get 80%..."

Tu Xiaoxue tilted her head back, gently bit her lip, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"I belong entirely to you, senior. All the spirit stones I earn are yours. Just don't sell me off like food for money, senior~"

Luo Qingyi covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her long, slender fingers tracing circles on Chu Feng's chest.

"Young Master Chu, your capitalist schemes have all gone to waste."

Chu Feng casually put his arm around Luo Qingyi's slender waist, his hand touching something smooth and warm.

"When you're away from home, being thrifty and managing your household well is the most important thing."

He then laughed again.

Just as he was about to lower his head and take a bite of that fair neck, the momentum of the beast-drawn carriage suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

The bronze chariot shook violently, and the two two-headed, scaled horses harnessed to the front let out a terrified neigh, their hooves buckling as they collapsed to their knees.

The defensive runes that were originally attached to the surface of the beast-drawn carriage crumbled into countless shards of light in the blink of an eye, like fragile paper exposed to a raging fire.

A heavy pressure from the Great Dao swept down from the top of the sky, forcibly locking the void laws in front of the entire Heavenly Cliff.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage dissipated completely.

Luo Qingyi sat up straight, her robes concealing her private parts, and secretly raised her inner energy.

Tu Xiaoxue huddled in the corner, clutching Chu Feng's clothes with both hands, her body trembling slightly from instinctive fear.

Chu Feng abandoned his nonchalant demeanor, patted the two women's hands, and lifted the heavy carriage curtain.

In the center of the Xuan Tie Stone Bridge stands a simple and ancient black stone pavilion.

There were no heavily armed soldiers in the pavilion, only a middle-aged monk dressed in coarse linen clothes standing with his hands behind his back.

The middle-aged man had a thin face, a few gray hairs at his temples, and his clothes fluttered in the strong wind.

There was no spiritual energy emanating from his body, but the entire void appeared to be visibly dented and distorted.

This is a true powerhouse who has broken through the limits of the Integration Stage and mastered all the laws of the Great Dao in the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm!

Gongsun Ao stood in the pavilion, his gaze sweeping over the bronze beast chariot before lingering on Chu Feng for a moment.

"No need to hide it anymore."

He continued, "Ordinary illusions can fool border patrolmen, but they can't fool my eyes."

"His body contains two primordial spirits, his aura is as deep as the ocean, and a dark blue-black demonic blade covered with countless killing intents hangs at his waist."

"The essence of the Taiyin Ancient Rabbit's bloodline within the little demon inside the carriage hasn't completely dissipated. How dare it be so blatant?"

As soon as he spoke, the slightly chubby merchant illusion surrounding Chu Feng began to crack inch by inch.

After Chu Feng returned to normal, he calmly stepped down from the carriage and stood on the carriage shaft.

Luo Qingyi and Tu Xiaoxue also came out, both with very solemn expressions.

Chu Feng put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the cultivators in the pavilion, a casual smile on his lips.

"Senior has a keen eye. I'm just here with my family to visit relatives in a distant place. We're just passing through. I don't know where I've violated any of the Di family's rules?"

Gongsun Ao remained calm, simply looking down at the stone bridge beneath his feet.

"An internal upheaval has occurred within the empire, and the ancestral domain has been sealed off."

"Three days ago, the Elders Council issued an ironclad rule: Blackwater Pass and Heavenly Cliff were completely sealed off, prohibiting any rogue cultivators above the Integration Realm and outsiders from crossing the natural barrier."

"Bound by the oath of the Emperor, I have guarded this place for three hundred years. As long as I stand here, no one can get past me."

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow and asked tentatively.

"Is there absolutely no room for negotiation?!"

"This junior is quite wealthy. Just name your price, senior, and I'll provide plenty of money for the journey..."

Gongsun Ao shook his head.

"Ordinary people seek wealth, but great people uphold the Way."

"There's only one rule to get through this."

"Defeat me, or return the way you came, or leave your life in the abyss."

The moment Gongsun Ao took a step, the gravity on Tianjue Cliff increased tenfold!

The raging winds in both canyons were suppressed by this force, and the magma and fire at the bottom of the abyss also stopped erupting.

Chu Feng felt a little heavy-hearted.

There is an insurmountable gap between the Integration Stage and the Tribulation Stage. This is a qualitative change caused by the shift from utilizing the laws to mastering them.

The road ahead was blocked, and the Pang tribe's iron cavalry was behind them.

Staying put means death; only by moving forward can we survive.

Even if the rice is undercooked, I have to eat it today...

As soon as Chu Feng loosened his grip, his lazy demeanor vanished instantly.

The crimson gold pure yang primordial spirit and the cyan-black sword intent primordial spirit both opened their eyes in the sea of ​​qi.

The overwhelming pressure of the initial stage of the fusion roared out, and the violent air waves pushed the surrounding rocks into the air like giant waves.

The annihilation blade intent, dark blue-black, soared into the sky, transforming into a straight column of energy like a plume of smoke, tearing a narrow slit through the leaden-gray clouds overhead.

"Please forgive my rudeness, senior!"

Chu Feng lightly touched the ground with his toes, unleashing the Taiyin Illusion Moon Step in conjunction with the time-based Dao patterns.