Chapter 2365: Dispute (1)

The Drought Demon's Dead Water Pool — though it was called a pool, its surface area was extraordinarily vast.

The pool was so deep it was like a bottomless sea, but it was no place that ordinary people could enter.

The water was pitch black, resembling ink, and it emitted a nauseating stench. One glance was enough to tell that it was no ordinary water. In truth, it truly was not ordinary water — it was a toxic pool. Those whose cultivation was below the Martial Emperor realm could not enter the water, or they would be poisoned to death.

Moreover, not only was the water pitch black, but the gas that the pool emitted was also black. The dark mist blotted out the sky and the sun, making it impossible for ordinary people to move even a single step within it, unable to see a thing.

However, martial cultivators who had reached a certain realm possessed vision far surpassing that of ordinary people. Even Half Ancestor level experts would not be obstructed by the mist here, let alone Chu Feng's trio — such exceptional Spirit World Masters. The dark mist before their eyes was as good as nonexistent.

At that moment, the three of them led by the two Spirit World Guards were hurtling rapidly through the pitch-black Drought Demon's Dead Water Pool.

Chu Feng's gaze was heavy, fixed intently on the path ahead, his heart caught between joy and worry.

Su Rou and Su Mei — two women he had known since his youth, who had sacrificed so much for him.

Yet the Moon Immortal had stripped Su Rou and Su Mei of their physical bodies right before Chu Feng's eyes, and he had been powerless to stop it.

That had been a knot in Chu Feng's heart. He had always been ashamed, feeling he had failed to protect his women, that he had wronged Su Rou and Su Mei.

And now, a chance to save Su Rou and Su Mei very possibly lay before him. Chu Feng's heart was naturally surging with excitement.

"Chu Feng, give your ma... map to me to look at," Wang Qiang suddenly said.

"Sure." Chu Feng handed the map to Wang Qiang.

"As I thought." Wang Qiang's expression shifted slightly.

"What is it?" Chu Feng asked. He could tell that Wang Qiang had noticed something.

"This route... it's the same as the route to my treasure," Wang Qiang said.

"The same?" Both Chu Feng and Zhao Hong were quite surprised.

"It... it really is the same. According to the map, if we keep going, it won't be long before we reach the first checkpoint. It's... a region where flight is impossible. You have to enter the water, and that water has an incredibly powerful suction force. Those whose cultivation is below the Half Ancestor realm can't break free from it."

"But that doesn't pose any threat to the three of us. However... that region with the suction force happens to be the endpoint of your map," Wang Qiang said.

"So you're saying, if that Zhao Yu wasn't lying to us, then the two people who might be Little Rou and Little Mei are cultivating at that first checkpoint you mentioned?" Chu Feng asked.

"It's... it's very possible," Wang Qiang said.

"Who cares — if it can't stop us, then we'll just go right through." With those words, Zhao Hong turned to the two Spirit World Guards and said, "Faster."

Whoosh—

The moment Zhao Hong finished speaking, the two Spirit World Guards accelerated once more, and the group shot forward like beams of light, cutting swiftly through the sky above the pitch-black Drought Demon's Dead Water Pool.

"Stop."

Suddenly, the two Spirit World Guards halted, and the gazes of Chu Feng and the others sharpened as they looked ahead.

From the surface, there was nothing unusual about that place. However… it was the endpoint of the map Zhao Yu had given them, and also exactly where Wang Qiang had said the checkpoint would be.

"There's no one here at all. Chu Feng, it looks like you were tricked. Let's go back and teach that bastard a lesson." As Zhao Hong spoke, she was already turning to head back.