By the time Chu Feng regained his bearings, he had already been swallowed into the belly of that Ancient Heaven-Devouring Beast.
But Chu Feng hadn't seen Long Daozhi follow him in.
So, Chu Feng activated his Heavenly Eyes to peer outward and discovered that Long Daozhi hadn't been attacked.
It seemed the Ancient Heaven-Devouring Beast had come specifically for him. After swallowing him, it had simply turned and left.
Knowing Long Daozhi was safe put Chu Feng's mind somewhat at ease.
But his own situation was dire.
Having entered the belly of the Ancient Heaven-Devouring Beast, Chu Feng found himself sealed within a mass of gas.
That gas not only emitted a foul stench, but it was corroding Chu Feng's skin, destroying his physical body, and attempting to annihilate his soul.
The Ancient Heaven-Devouring Beast was truly treating him as food — it intended to digest him alive within its stomach.
Chu Feng struggled with all his might, unleashing every ounce of power he possessed.
But it was utterly futile…
The Ancient Heaven-Devouring Beast was simply too powerful. Compared to it, Chu Feng had absolutely no ability to fight back…
As pain engulfed his entire body, the aura of death also began to seep into him.
Chu Feng could even feel himself drawing closer and closer to death.
Gradually, he lost consciousness.
…
"I'm not dead?"
When Chu Feng opened his eyes once more, he found himself lying inside a room.
He had been changed into a new set of clothes.
And his Universe Bag was resting right beside the bed.
Chu Feng inspected the Universe Bag and found that everything inside was perfectly intact.
Even the seals on it were still in place, which meant no one had peeked inside.
"Someone saved me?"
Chu Feng looked around and noticed an old woman outside the room's door.
The old woman was crouching in the courtyard, using a clay pot to brew something.
Chu Feng quickly stepped outside, wanting to ask what had happened.
"Young man, you're awake."
"Come, drink this bowl of broth. It will help ease your injuries."
But the moment Chu Feng stepped through the doorway, the old woman had already poured the broth from the clay pot into a bowl.
She had noticed that Chu Feng was awake before he even came out.
However, the key point wasn't that she had sensed his awakening so quickly.
It was that the broth in the bowl was rich and fragrant, almost like a delicacy of the mortal world.
Yet it was filled with rare medicinal herbs. Chu Feng could tell at a glance that this broth was genuinely a remedy for soul injuries.
Moreover, to keep the broth from being scalding, the old woman had infused the power of a spirit formation into it, tempering the boiling liquid into something gentle.
Through that formation energy, Chu Feng could make his judgment.
This old woman was a Dragon-patterned Sacred Cloak Spirit World Master.
But as for her actual cultivation level, Chu Feng couldn't see through it at all.
The impression the old woman gave Chu Feng could be summed up in four words.
Unfathomably deep!!!
"Thank you, Granny."
Chu Feng accepted the bowl and drained it in one gulp.
The moment the broth entered his mouth, he felt refreshed and invigorated. The lingering pain in his soul truly eased dramatically.
"You must be curious how you survived being swallowed by the Ancient Heaven-Devouring Beast."
"Come with me. I'll tell you the answer."
As the old woman spoke, she walked out of the courtyard and headed down a path deeper into the grounds.
Chu Feng followed close behind, carefully observing everything around him.
This place was an enormous complex of palaces — tens of thousands of them stood here.
Calling it a city wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.
Yet within this vast palace complex, apart from Chu Feng, there was only one other person — the old woman.
Following her as she walked, Chu Feng arrived inside a grand hall.
The grand hall not only housed multiple memorial tablets, but it was also suffused with an ancient aura.
The stone walls surrounding the hall were covered in murals.
The content of those murals was nearly identical — each depicted martial cultivators battling fierce beasts.
Though the cultivators all looked different, the beast in every painting was the same.
It was the Ancient Heaven-Devouring Beast!!!
"Senior, who exactly are you?"
Chu Feng finally couldn't help but ask.
"Still call me Granny — it's friendlier," the old woman said with a smile, then continued:
"This world you're in now, you've probably never heard of it."