"Chu Feng, keep watching." Suddenly, the Queen spoke up.
At that moment, Chu Feng looked once more at the ever-evolving formation diagram, and only then did he realize that Grandmaster Kaihong had entered an Upper Realm. Within that Upper Realm, he had thrived like a fish in water, his influence spreading far and wide.
After cultivating in that Upper Realm for a full twenty thousand years, Grandmaster Kaihong finally broke through the Heavenly Immortal realm and became a Martial Immortal. His cultivation soared ever upward, even reaching the pinnacle of Martial Immortal — on the verge of breaking through to the Overlord realm.
Yet, just when Grandmaster Kaihong had achieved great fame and his name shook the world, he encountered a young man. This youth was an extraordinary prodigy, and he challenged Grandmaster Kaihong, wanting to prove to everyone that the combat power of martial formations could never rival that of martial cultivation.
Having been invincible his entire life through the art of formations, Grandmaster Kaihong naturally intended to teach this upstart youth a lesson when provoked.
But in that battle, Grandmaster Kaihong actually lost. He, who had cultivated for over twenty thousand years, was defeated by a young man who had been practicing martial arts for at most a decade or two — perhaps only a handful of years.
And perhaps because the impression left was so deep, Grandmaster Kaihong had even inscribed the young man's name within this formation diagram.
That young man's name was Chu Hanxian.
"Chu Hanxian?!"
Upon seeing this name, both Zhao Hong and Wang Qiang's expressions shifted. They both committed the name to memory.
Because, given that young man's age at the time, he was very likely still alive. And if he was alive, given his strength, he had surely grown into an extraordinary figure — one who could dominate not just a single Upper Realm, but possibly stand at the peak of an entire starfield.
But compared to Zhao Hong and Wang Qiang, Chu Feng's heart was far more turbulent.
Because that young man's name was the same as his grandfather's.
"Could it be that this person is my grandfather?" Chu Feng's heart surged with emotion, excitement coursing through him.
"Very likely. After all, based on the timeline, it was only a little over ten thousand years ago that Grandmaster Kaihong was defeated by that youth."
"Ten thousand years is neither short nor long — especially for a powerful martial cultivator, it isn't that long at all."
"And while Grandmaster Kaihong's formation diagram doesn't specify which Upper Realm he dominated back then, he most likely never left this starfield. In other words, within the same starfield, whichever Upper Realm Grandmaster Kaihong roamed, your grandfather could have reached."
"Most importantly, while there are countless people in the world who share the same name, how many among them can become Martial Immortals in their youth?"
"A talent of that caliber truly rocks the ages. It does match your grandfather's strength," the Queen analyzed.
In truth, neither Chu Feng nor the Queen knew their grandfather's true age. But a once-in-an-era prodigy who appeared ten thousand years ago and bore the name Chu Hanxian — there was no one who fit better than his grandfather.
"My father said that my grandfather's strength back then was enough to make the Chu Heavenly Clan rulers of an entire starfield. It was only after he entered another starfield that all contact was lost."
"I have a strong intuition that the one who defeated Grandmaster Kaihong was most likely my grandfather."
"Even if it wasn't my grandfather, I believe that in his youth, my grandfather must have possessed strength no less than that person's. Otherwise, my father would never have held him in such high regard," Chu Feng said, his excitement barely contained.
In the past, when it came to his grandfather's strength, he had only ever felt that it was formidable — he had never truly imagined just how powerful his grandfather might have been.
But now, after witnessing Grandmaster Kaihong's experience, he truly understood what it meant to be a heaven-defying genius, what it meant to be a monster among monsters.
To defeat a Martial Immortal during one's youth — such a person was almost certainly a Martial Immortal themselves. And even if not, they would have at least reached the very peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm.
When he thought about it, during his own youth on the Nine Provinces Continent, while he had indeed made a name for himself there — what had his cultivation been back then?
The gap between him and a Martial Immortal was like a drop of water compared to the vast ocean. The difference was so immense they simply could not be mentioned in the same breath.