“This is indeed the Gate of Death.”
“The Yin-Yang Guiding Lamp is truly remarkable. It didn’t make a mistake—it was right.
“As it turns out, the left path was the Gate of Life, and the right one is indeed the Gate of Death.”
Soon, Chu Feng confirmed this realization.
The aura of death was unmistakable, genuinely threatening to claim his life.
Yet, despite confirming that he had stepped into the Gate of Death, Chu Feng’s initially panicked heart calmed.
Because he not only confirmed that this was the Gate of Death.
He also realized that his “mistake” in choosing this path was, in fact, correct.
This was indeed the Gate of Death, but it was also a place where he could obtain the inheritance.
And based on Chu Feng’s deduction, the inheritance here might be the true one.
However, obtaining it would be extremely difficult.
Chu Feng needed to break free from the eerie hands gripping him and the strange force binding his body.
Otherwise, those forces would slowly consume him.
If he couldn’t escape, he would truly die here.
As for the method to break free, Chu Feng had a hypothesis.
In a place like this, physical strength was useless against the forces at play, so his only hope lay in his spiritual power.
Thus, Chu Feng closed his eyes and began to sense his surroundings with his spiritual power.
This exploration was revelatory. Upon closing his eyes and using his spiritual power, everything around him changed dramatically.
Chu Feng was no longer in the grand hall.
He now stood in a chaotic space.
It was pitch black, like a world filled with darkness.
Yet, within this world, strange objects moved.
These objects were obstacles, barriers blocking Chu Feng’s path.
This was a maze.
Only by breaking through could he escape.
So, Chu Feng began using his spiritual power to carve a path through the obstacle-filled space.
But… it was incredibly difficult.
Chu Feng’s martial prowess was inherited from his father.
His spiritual power, however, came from his mother.
While his martial prowess was extraordinary, his spiritual power was far beyond that of other spiritists.
His spiritual power was, in fact, much stronger than his martial strength.
Yet, even with such formidable spiritual power, after some effort, Chu Feng quickly became exhausted.
This showed just how challenging it was to escape these bindings using spiritual power alone.
At first, Chu Feng could think rationally, but as time passed, he relied solely on instinct to break through the surroundings.
In this state, his consciousness grew blurry, and he couldn’t even be sure if his methods were correct.
*Buzz—*
Suddenly, a jolt ran through Chu Feng’s mind, as if he heard a call?
Was it an illusion?
He wasn’t sure if the call he’d heard was real.
“Chu Feng, save me.”
The voice sounded again, no illusion—it was real, someone calling him.
And it sounded somewhat familiar.
Hearing this, Chu Feng’s spiritual power instinctively moved toward the source of the voice.
The strangest part was that, despite the pitch-black surroundings, including the obstacles, as he followed the voice, he saw something different—a glowing figure.
As he drew closer, it became clearer: it was a person, a woman.
She stood deep in the dark space, starkly out of place, eerily so.
Yet her appearance wasn’t eerie—on the contrary, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
Her pure face, alluring figure, and transcendent aura embodied every quality a woman might desire.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that, compared to Su Rou and Su Mei—already rare beauties—she surpassed them.
She had Su Rou’s charm and Su Mei’s purity, as if combining the best of both sisters.
Standing there, she was near perfection.
Chu Feng had seen countless so-called peerless beauties on his journey from the Lower Realms to the Upper Realms.
But this woman’s beauty captivated him purely on sight.
What is a true beauty?
This was a true peerless beauty!
Yet, after the initial awe, Chu Feng’s heart was struck with shock.
Shock mixed with confusion.
Because the stunning woman in this eerie space was someone he knew—Yan Ruyu.
In the Ancestral Martial Lower Realm, on the Nine Provinces Continent, in Qing Province, there was a sect called the Jade Maiden Sect.
The Jade Maiden Sect was a top-tier sect in Qing Province, composed entirely of women.
With strict recruitment standards, every disciple was not only highly talented but also exceptionally beautiful.
In Qing Province, the Jade Maiden Sect was seen as a dwelling place of fairies.
And the most outstanding in both talent and beauty was Yan Ruyu.
With her extraordinary appearance, Yan Ruyu even earned the title “The Girl in the Painting.”
Back when Chu Feng was a disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect in Qing Province, he and Yan Ruyu had been bound by a marriage contract.
Because of that contract, their paths intertwined, but later, a friend of Yan Ruyu poisoned Chu Feng, causing him to lose control and commit an unforgivable act against her.
Later, by chance, Chu Feng and Yan Ruyu met again in the Eastern Sea Region.
They resolved their grievances, and with Chu Feng’s help, Yan Ruyu stayed at the Misty Immortal Peak to cultivate.
But later, Yan Ruyu mysteriously vanished within the Heavenly Road of the Misty Immortal Peak…
Along with her disappeared Ya Fei and Murong Wan.
Back then, in his youthful recklessness, Chu Feng had wronged all three women.
Filled with guilt, he held a special place in his heart for them.
Over the years, though he roamed the heavens, he always wondered where the three had gone.
Despite racking his brain, he could never find an answer.
Yet, he never imagined he’d see Yan Ruyu here.
Thinking back, wasn’t that cry for help just now her voice?
