Hum—
Just as Chu Feng was growing deeply worried, the Imperial Gate trembled once more. This tremor was very similar to the one that had occurred when the three hundred waves of Imperial Might appeared. The only difference was that this time, the trembling was slightly more severe.
Although it all happened in an instant, Chu Feng’s heart sank. He instinctively sensed that things were not looking good, yet he still did not retreat. He really didn’t want to give up on this opportunity for nothing.
At this point, even though he had no certainty left, he still wanted to try his luck.
Rumble—
However, the very next moment, a sight that filled Chu Feng with joy occurred. After that tremor, the Imperial Gate actually opened.
The moment the Imperial Gate opened, Chu Feng had a truly peculiar feeling. It was as if he had been standing on the edge of a towering cliff. An invisible force was pushing him forward; he felt as if he were about to fall into it, doomed to eternal damnation, when suddenly, atop that very cliff, a great road appeared.
Only, this road was suspended in mid-air, and Chu Feng wasn’t certain whether it was real or illusory.
Was it truly a path he could walk to safely reach the other side and claim the treasure? Or would the next instant see the road collapse, leaving Chu Feng to plummet into the abyss below?
So, in other words, although Chu Feng was overjoyed the moment the Imperial Gate opened, feeling that he finally saw hope, that feeling was limited. Because he didn’t know if what lay beyond the opened gate was Qingxuantian’s inheritance… or another deadly trial.
Hum—
Yet, while Chu Feng’s mind was a whirlwind of complex thoughts, a dazzling light suddenly blossomed from within the Imperial Gate. In moments, that light swallowed everything around him.
And as the blinding light gradually faded, Chu Feng found that he was now in an entirely different world.
This was no longer the Emperor’s Burial. Above was a clear blue sky dotted with white clouds; beneath his feet stretched a vast, boundless meadow.
A gentle breeze rustled the green grass. The distant sounds of birdsong and the scent of flowers filled the air with vibrant life.
“It seems I’ve had incredible luck.”
At that moment, a relaxed smile finally appeared on Chu Feng’s face, and the heart that had been held so tight in his chest could finally settle, if only a little.
He knew he was in a special space, a unique illusionary realm. It was special because it was both false and real.
Most importantly, in the distance upon the grass, stood a figure with his hands clasped behind his back.
This person wore a simple robe of plain fabric, the material utterly ordinary, like that of a commoner.
Yet, worn by this individual, it seemed utterly extraordinary. It was as if, even amidst billions of people, one would instantly recognize his unique presence.
This uniqueness came not from his attire, not from his appearance, but from the very aura he exuded from within.
The figure had his back to Chu Feng, so his face was invisible. Only a cascade of jet-black hair, like a waterfall, flowed down to his waist.
This was a man of unrestrained wildness, and likewise, a man of peerless strength. If Chu Feng wasn’t mistaken, this should be the legendary Qingxuantian—famous throughout the Eastern Sea Region, and hailed in the Martial Holy Land as the strongest individual since ancient times.
“Young Junior Chu Feng greets Senior Qingxuantian.” Finally meeting the master of the Emperor’s Burial, the master of the Four Sacred Arts, how could Chu Feng dare be negligent? He cupped his fists and bowed respectfully toward that silhouette.
“Regardless of who you are, whether male or female, the fact that you have reached this place proves your exceptional talent.”
“I am Qingxuantian. Though I know not whether the world today still remembers my name, all that I learned and obtained came from this very soil. Since I must depart, I should return it to this land, to benefit those who come after.”
As Qingxuantian spoke these words, he suddenly waved his wide sleeve. Before Chu Feng, four great gates appeared one after another.