Chu Feng naturally knew what the Fierce Beast Hell Realm was.
It was a cultivation ground that opened once a year, but only Wulong disciples and true inheritors were qualified to enter.
The six treasures Chu Feng had previously helped Li Muzhi refine were meant to be used within this Fierce Beast Hell Realm.
"Could it be that the Blackwater Five Finger Pool is connected to the Fierce Beast Hell Realm?"
The reason Chu Feng harbored this suspicion was that he had not only discovered the stone tablet inscribed with "Fierce Beast Hell Realm" — he had also found that this jungle, vast beyond imagination, was teeming with Fierce Beasts.
Just within the range of his Heavenly Eyes, Chu Feng had spotted several dozen of them.
The strongest among them possessed cultivation equal to his own — the Sixth Rank Supreme.
So Chu Feng deduced that this place could only be the Fierce Beast Hell Realm where Li Muzhi and the others conducted their hunts.
"Ugh—"
But suddenly, Chu Feng's face contorted, twisted in unbearable agony.
Sensing something wrong, he quickly undressed, only to discover that black patterns covered his entire body.
The black patterns looked rather mysterious, and they emanated an aura.
And that aura was identical to the black water found within the Blackwater Six Finger Pool.
Except the aura of these black patterns was far stronger.
Right now, the black patterns seemed almost alive, writhing and wriggling as they converged toward Chu Feng's heart.
And the excruciating pain engulfing Chu Feng was being released by these very patterns.
Chu Feng could feel his body growing weaker by the moment. If this continued, he would likely die.
"Wasn't this already under my control? Why is this happening?"
"Could it be that I overlooked something?"
Chu Feng was not surprised by the existence of the black patterns — what shocked him was the crisis they now posed.
"No, this is a poison curse, and this poison curse has a method of release."
"Is this the final test?"
Before long, Chu Feng discovered that the black patterns on his body had given him certain clues.
However, he had no idea how to actually break the curse.
"That feeling."
But soon, Chu Feng sensed an aura that resonated with the black patterns on his body.
And that aura was emanating from the very stone tablet inscribed with "Fierce Beast Hell Realm."
Chu Feng focused his Heavenly Eyes for a closer look and realized that the stone tablet bore more than just the four characters for "Fierce Beast Hell Realm."
Faintly, a glow flickered upon its surface. Though the glow was dim, each time it appeared, dense clusters of characters surged forth from the tablet.
"There really is a connection."
Chu Feng was now almost certain that he had not come to this place without reason.
The method to break the poison curse on his body lay upon that stone tablet.
Chu Feng wasted no time and hurried to the tablet, observing it from close range.
After a thorough examination, he quickly found the method to break the curse.
He then sat cross-legged and, drawing upon the tablet's power, soon brought the black patterns contracting toward his heart to a halt.
As the black patterns stopped their writhing, the pain that had been engulfing Chu Feng dissipated as well.
But before long, Chu Feng's brow furrowed once more.
Although the power of the black patterns was now under his control, it could only ensure that he was no longer threatened by the poison curse.
The power of the black patterns could not be put to his use.
Yet continuing to break the curse further would be extremely dangerous.
The tablet had already given Chu Feng its hint.
What came next would lead to one of two outcomes: either he would succeed brilliantly and reap tremendous benefits from this Fierce Beast Hell Realm, or he would invite catastrophe upon himself and bring devastation to this entire realm.
"Seems I don't have much time to deliberate."
Chu Feng realized that the tablet's power was fading. Before long, it would dissipate entirely.
If he wanted to fully master the power of the black patterns, he had to do so before the tablet's power vanished.
"There's no time to worry about that now."
"Fortune favors the bold. If I fail, I hope no one holds it against me."
Chu Feng said this because he knew Li Muzhi and the others were currently hunting inside this Fierce Beast Hell Realm.
If he failed and truly brought catastrophe upon them, Li Muzhi and the rest would be dragged down as well.
But Chu Feng still decided to take the gamble.
He admitted that his actions were somewhat selfish, but they also stemmed from confidence.
If he didn't even have this much confidence, there would be no point in saving Zi Ling — let alone her mother.
With that thought, Chu Feng closed his eyes once more, formed the hand seals of the Technique, and allowed the black patterns and the power of the stone tablet to merge together.
This time, things were different. The stone tablet began to tremble, and then the earth itself started shaking. The tremors spread outward, reaching farther and farther…