Could it be that it hadn't been a dream after all?
But when he thought about it carefully, Chu Feng became certain that it really had been a dream.
Because everything that had happened when he saw his father earlier felt unreal, utterly dreamlike, and could not possibly have occurred in reality.
It was a dream — it had definitely been a dream. Chu Feng was firm in this belief.
"Egg, I dreamed that dream too," Chu Feng said.
"You dreamed it too? You mean you had the same dream as me?" the Queen was astonished.
"Yes, exactly the same," Chu Feng said.
"No way, that's just too incredible." The Queen grew even more astonished.
Incredible it certainly was, and that was precisely why both Chu Feng and the Queen were so surprised and found it inconceivable.
Under normal circumstances, Chu Feng would have spent considerable time mulling it over.
But right now he simply wasn't in the mood. What he worried about was whether the Evil God Sword had done something irreversible while it had seized control of his body.
What brought Chu Feng some relief, however, was that after continuing onward for a stretch, the land below was no longer entirely covered in cracks — signs of life had actually appeared.
He saw lush green grass, verdant mountains, and flowing waterfalls and streams. The unease in Chu Feng's heart diminished considerably.
This meant that although the Evil God Sword had wreaked havoc, its range had ultimately been limited. The Hundred Refinements Realm had not been entirely devastated.
That increased the odds of his friends' survival.
Shortly after, Chu Feng located an ancient teleportation array. Using it, he could teleport directly to a point near Hero City.
Outside Hero City, there was a sea of people. Many had gathered here, and some were even kneeling on the ground.
Those people were almost all survivors of the catastrophe from that day.
However, Hero City had turned them all away at the gate.
That was hardly surprising, after all. The people of Hero City had seen these people's true faces for what they were.
Going forward, Hero City's residents would likely no longer show them any mercy, much less allow them to join the city.
Although many people were still alive — which indicated that the Evil God Sword had not gone on a wholesale killing spree — Chu Feng's worry had not been entirely put to rest.
Because once he entered Hero City, he did not sense the auras of Ying Mingchao or the others. The only aura he detected was that of Master Pocket.
Chu Feng went straight to Master Pocket to find out what had happened.
"Benefactor Chu Feng, is it really you?"
When Master Pocket saw Chu Feng, he was overjoyed. The ever-composed monk actually walked up to Chu Feng on his own and touched him again and again, unable to believe that the person standing before him was truly Chu Feng.
"Master, it's me. I'm fine now."
Chu Feng smiled faintly, though he was somewhat moved inside.
He could tell that Master Pocket had genuinely been worried about him; otherwise he would not have behaved this way.
It was then that Master Pocket told Chu Feng what had happened afterward.
On that day, after the Evil God Sword had swallowed Chu Feng, the catastrophe had come to an end.
But Ying Mingchao, Wang Qiang, and the others had been deeply concerned about Chu Feng's safety. Instead of returning inside Hero City, they had scattered on the spot, searching for Chu Feng in different directions.
Fortunately, they had left behind a method of contacting one another.
Through this method, Master Pocket had relayed messages to Ying Mingchao, Wang Qiang, and the rest.
Some time later, after receiving the news, Ying Mingchao, Wang Qiang, and the others gradually returned to Hero City.
Without exception, when they saw that Chu Feng was truly unharmed, they were both shocked and delighted. The most extreme reaction came from Wang Qiang, who was so emotional he could barely form coherent words. He broke down in tears — nose running, eyes streaming — and smepped them all over Chu Feng.
But rather than blaming Wang Qiang for this, Chu Feng felt nothing but indescribable warmth. It was clear that Wang Qiang truly cared about him.
Once everyone had confirmed that Chu Feng was unharmed, they began asking questions — where had he gone after the Evil God Sword had swallowed his body, and what had happened?
Chu Feng's answer was that he didn't know either.
This was no brush-off. Chu Feng genuinely did not know.
But regardless, everyone was happy — even ecstatic. After all, the person they had worried about most, Chu Feng, was safe and sound.