“It doesn’t matter anymore. Whatever opportunities Chu Feng has, that’s his business.”
“No matter what opportunities or secrets he holds, the undeniable fact is that he saved our lives today.”
“If not for him, we would all be dead.”
“Moreover, to save us, he even offended the Heavenly Master of Insight.”
“We cannot forget this debt of gratitude.”
Long Xiaoxiao said.
“Her Highness is absolutely right.”
Regarding Long Xiaoxiao’s words, Long Shengbu, Long Nanxun, and Elder Ruiyun all strongly agreed.
Despite their lingering doubts about Chu Feng, it was undeniable that after today’s events, both Long Nanxun and Elder Ruiyun had a completely new perspective on him.
…
Through the power of the main formation, Chu Feng and Yu Ting quickly arrived at the Reincarnation Upper Realm.
The gate in the Reincarnation Upper Realm was not hidden within a ruin.
Instead, it was concealed deep underground.
Notably, this boundary gate in the Reincarnation Upper Realm was located at the foot of the Seven Suns Mountain Range.
The Seven Suns Mountain Range was precisely where Yuan Shu resided.
“As expected, Senior Ox-Nose planned it all.”
“He knew Master Tang Chen was here, so he used the power of the Dark Demon God’s shell to create a boundary gate here, just to make things easier for him.”
Emerging from underground, Chu Feng couldn’t help but sigh.
Seeing the Seven Suns Mountain Range, he felt a wave of nostalgia, as it held some memories for him.
But soon, Chu Feng’s gaze shifted to the sky above the Seven Suns Mountain Range.
There, he noticed a massive war chariot.
The chariot was enormous, adorned with dozens of grand palaces.
This colossal chariot was pulled by over a hundred giant beasts.
Each boundary beast was a thousand metres long.
However, this massive object was sealed by a concealment boundary.
Thus, others couldn’t see it.
This was why Chu Feng hadn’t noticed it at first and only detected it just now.
Seeing the chariot, Chu Feng’s brow furrowed slightly.
The chariot was extraordinary, indicating its owner was a supreme expert.
Though the Seven Suns Mountain Range was home to martial cultivators from various places year-round, those cultivators clearly couldn’t compare to the chariot’s owner.
Such an existence surpassed even Yuan Shu’s strength.
Most likely, they weren’t here for Yuan Shu.
They were probably here for Yuan Shu’s master, Tang Chen.
Whether this was a blessing or a curse was hard to predict.
Chu Feng’s instincts told him things weren’t simple.
Not wanting to involve Yu Ting, he said to her, “Yu Ting, don’t go in yet. Wait here for me.”
Yu Ting wasn’t foolish; she understood Chu Feng’s meaning. She glanced at the chariot in the sky, then nodded at him, “Be careful.”
Yu Ting didn’t make things difficult for Chu Feng, choosing to wait there.
After Yu Ting agreed, Chu Feng hurriedly headed into the Seven Suns Mountain Range.
…
Within a forbidden area of the Seven Suns Mountain Range, Yuan Shu stood.
Opposite him was another person.
This person, though youthful in appearance, had long, snow-white hair.
His face was somewhat handsome, yet it exuded a sinister aura.
Especially his eyes, which didn’t look like those of a good person.
At this moment, his gaze toward Yuan Shu was filled with provocation.
The two were competing in the art of spirit techniques.
One attacked, the other defended.
Yuan Shu was the one attacking.
He had set up a formation of eighteen weapons.
These eighteen weapons, gleaming with golden light and each a thousand metres long, attacked the opponent’s defensive boundary from all directions.
The opponent’s defensive boundary was very simple.
It was merely a translucent sphere of light surrounding the white-haired man.
Yet, this seemingly unremarkable defensive formation left Yuan Shu helpless.
“Yuan Shu, time’s up.”
Suddenly, the man spoke.
Hearing this, Yuan Shu waved his sleeve, and the eighteen massive weapons in the sky immediately dissipated into light.
Compared to the man’s calm composure, Yuan Shu was sweating profusely, his breathing rapid.
But looking at the man, Yuan Shu still wore a smile.
“Brother Li, I, Yuan Shu, have lost.”
“Though I’ve just comprehended the First Rank of Dragon Transformation, it’s clearly not as refined as your skill.”
Yuan Shu said to him.
“Yuan Shu, don’t admit defeat so quickly.”
“We agreed on one attack, one defence, switching roles.”
“The first round was you attacking and me defending. Now it’s my turn.”
The white-haired man said.
“Brother Li, I admit I’m no match for you. Is there a need to continue?”
Yuan Shu asked.
“Of course there is. I specialise in defensive boundaries; my offensive boundaries are not strong.”
“So, Brother Yuan Shu, you don’t need to be too afraid. Perhaps I can’t break your defensive boundary, and today’s spar will end in a draw.”
“Even if you can’t withstand my attack, I’ll stop in time and won’t harm you.”
“Besides, rules are rules, and we must follow them.”
The white-haired man said.
“It’s just a simple spar. No need to be so particular, right?”
Yuan Shu smiled.
“Hmph.”
Suddenly, a cold snort sounded.
In the distance, another figure stood.
It was an old man.
Unlike the white-haired man, this old man had a face full of wrinkles, clearly showing his great age.
Yet, oddly, he had long, jet-black hair.
The old man was tall, far beyond ordinary, standing ten metres high, like a small giant.
His build was robust, and despite wearing robes, the outline of his muscles was visible.
Most notably, this old man had a fierce, menacing aura, especially his sharp, sword-like brows, which added to his ferocity.
At this moment, he stood in the distance, arms crossed, looking at Yuan Shu with disdain.
“Tang Chen once told me he carefully selected a disciple whose talent was no less than that of Saint Venerable Wu Dao’s disciple, Lü Jie.”
“Seeing you today, not only is your spirit technique lacking, but your courage is astonishingly small.”
“Such a weakling. It seems Tang Chen misjudged this time.”
The black-haired old man’s voice boomed like thunder, dripping with sarcasm.
Hearing this, Yuan Shu’s anger surged.
Immediately, he began setting up a formation.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, an exquisite defensive formation enveloped him.
“Brother Li, come.”
When Yuan Shu spoke, even his gaze had changed.
Compared to before, he was far more serious.
