“Junior Chu Feng pays respects to Senior.”
Chu Feng first offered a respectful bow.
Though he knew Zhuge Yuankong had long passed away, leaving only a formation behind, this was no ordinary formation. It carried Zhuge Yuankong’s aura and represented his final will.
“The path of martial cultivation is fraught with dangers. I know not when I shall meet my end.
I do not fear death, but the thought that no trace of me would remain in this world after my passing feels somewhat regrettable.
Thus, before my death, I set up this formation. Indeed, when you see me, I am likely already dead.”
As expected, when the figure of Zhuge Yuankong spoke, it immediately revealed itself as merely a formation.
Unlike other formations that represent their master’s will and often indulge in mystique, Zhuge Yuankong was straightforward, laying bare the truth from the start.
He was dead, and everything here was left for the fated one.
Moreover, Zhuge Yuankong didn’t leave many words. After a brief introduction, he got straight to the point.
“No matter who you are, if you can enter this place and break my formation, it proves your capability. You are qualified to receive everything I’ve left behind.
Within the formation behind me are many treasures I’ve left.
And now, you can control this formation.
The power of the formation core is yours to wield.
But I must warn you.
The incredible power of this formation stems entirely from the towering entity within the core.
I do not know where this entity came from or why it exists.
But its power likely surpasses your understanding. Fortunately, it is in slumber.
While it sleeps, using its power poses no issue.
But if it awakens and discovers you’re using its power, the consequences need no explanation.
Thus, this formation can be used for teleportation. Use only what I’ve left, and do not tap into the power of this towering entity for other purposes.
Otherwise, if you awaken it, not only will you die, but the entire Holy Light Galaxy may suffer because of you.”
With that, Zhuge Yuankong vanished.
From his words, Chu Feng learned that even Zhuge Yuankong didn’t know the Dark Demon God was merely a shell.
As for Chu Feng, he had no intention of using the Dark Demon God’s power.
Even if the Dark Demon God was powerful, it was just a shell, and its usable power had already been nearly exhausted by Zhuge Yuankong.
Chu Feng had neither the desire nor the means to exploit it further.
After Zhuge Yuankong’s prompting formation vanished, Chu Feng stepped directly into the barrier.
But upon entering, he was instantly dumbfounded.
The air was thick with the aura of countless supreme treasures.
That aura was unmistakable.
But it was only an echo of what once was.
Now, the place was empty.
Not a single treasure remained, not even a speck.
If Chu Feng had been overjoyed moments ago, as if standing at the peak of his life, now he was utterly bewildered, as if he had plummeted to the depths.
What was going on? After all his efforts, there was nothing?
“Could someone have beaten me to it and taken all of Senior Zhuge Yuankong’s treasures?”
The only possibility Chu Feng could think of was this.
And it was the most plausible one.
Suddenly, a surge of energy seeped from the barrier’s surroundings.
The energy was peculiar, its core black, derived from the Dark Demon God’s power.
Yet, around the black energy, radiant light shimmered, the power of a barrier formation.
Once it appeared, it immediately entered Chu Feng’s body.
The next moment, his mind trembled.
He had almost fully grasped the power of the formation built upon the Dark Demon God, becoming the controller of this vast formation spanning multiple starfields and countless Upper Realms.
“Wait, if someone beat me here, why would I still inherit the power to control this formation?
Could it be that the person who came before me deemed this inheritance unworthy and abandoned it?
No, this inheritance is mandatory. Even if they wanted to refuse, they couldn’t.
Does that mean anyone who steps here can control the formation’s power?”
Chu Feng pondered incessantly, feeling something was off, though he couldn’t pinpoint what.
But in the next moment, another voice echoed from the barrier’s surroundings.
“Heh, I never thought someone could actually break this formation and enter here.
But unfortunately, young one, I’m not dead, and I’ve already chosen a disciple to inherit my mantle.
Undoubtedly, all my treasures are meant for my disciple.
So I can’t give you anything here. I’ve reclaimed it all to pass to my beloved apprentice.
As for the formation’s power, consider it compensation. You can still use it, but remember, do not awaken the towering entity, or you’ll bear the consequences.”
With that, the voice faded.
No figure appeared, only the voice.
It was as if the one who left it was in a rush, departing immediately after.
Hearing this, Chu Feng was not only stunned but inwardly shocked.
The voice’s appearance meant Zhuge Yuankong wasn’t dead—a piece of good news.
After all, Chu Feng’s goal in seeking Zhuge Yuankong wasn’t the treasure but the method to enter the Wolong Martial Sect.
Even if Zhuge Yuankong had left treasures, the chances of including the method to enter the Wolong Martial Sect were slim.
But if he wasn’t dead, that changed everything.
If Chu Feng could find Zhuge Yuankong himself, he would surely learn the method to enter the Wolong Martial Sect.
What unsettled Chu Feng most was this:
The voice, though also from a formation and left in advance, representing Zhuge Yuankong, was different from the earlier one.
This later voice was strikingly familiar to Chu Feng.
It sounded like Old Daoist Ox-Nose.
“Good heavens, could it be… Senior Ox-Nose is Zhuge Yuankong?”
Though hard to believe, this thought surged in Chu Feng’s mind!!!
