The power of the blood mist remained entirely undiminished.
Yet as Chu Feng flew through it, he was completely unaffected.
At this moment, Chu Feng had already arrived before the Illusory Dream Blood Lotus.
From up close, gazing at the Black Flame Ghost Sword, Chu Feng's heart churned with emotion.
This Black Flame Ghost Sword was truly a work of divine craftsmanship, fully deserving of its title as the King of Immortal Weapons.
But the turmoil in Chu Feng's heart stemmed from far more than that.
Earlier, he had entered an illusory formation, and what he experienced within it was known only to Chu Feng himself.
In that illusory realm, an elder had subjected him to a trial—and it was that trial that had inflicted upon him unbearable torment and suffering.
Although he had never been able to make out the elder's appearance, Chu Feng could feel the elder's overwhelming power.
If he had to describe it, that elder was no longer merely human—he was an existence approaching that of a god.
The sense of power the elder exuded was something Chu Feng had never felt from anyone before.
It was as if that elder were the most powerful being in the entire Martial Cultivation world.
And yet, for all that terrifying strength, the elder also gave Chu Feng an extraordinarily warm and familiar feeling.
That kind of warmth was something Chu Feng rarely experienced—it was the purest feeling of blood relation.
Because of this, Chu Feng believed that the elder in the illusory realm was most likely his grandfather, Chu Hanxian.
Though it had all been an illusion, and everything within had been nothing more than a phantom.
But could all of this truly have been mere coincidence?
Despite the doubts swirling in his mind, Chu Feng still reached out and grasped the Black Flame Ghost Sword in his hand.
"This feeling?"
However, the instant Chu Feng's fingers closed around the Black Flame Ghost Sword, his heart seized. First came a rush of surprise, followed by deep bewilderment.
He discovered that what he now held in his hand was not only the Black Flame Ghost Sword—there was something else there as well.
That item had been concealed through a special method, invisible to others. Even at such close range, Chu Feng himself could not see it. Only by actually holding it in his hand could he sense its presence.
It was the Spirit Beast Treasure Map!!!
But hadn't the Spirit Beast Treasure Map already been bid away by some mysterious figure?
How could it be hidden inside this Illusory Dream Blood Lotus?
It seemed that mysterious figure had some connection to this Illusory Dream Blood Lotus.
But wasn't it said that no one could control the Illusory Dream Blood Lotus?
Or did the Illusory Dream Blood Clan truly exist?
Could it be that the mysterious person who had won the Spirit Beast Treasure Map was a member of the legendary Illusory Dream Blood Clan?
In that moment, it was as if a thousand waves crashed through Chu Feng's heart, and it took a long time for them to subside.
"Chu Feng, what's wrong?"
Suddenly, the Queen's concerned voice rang out.
The Queen could share Chu Feng's sight and hearing, but she could not share his physical sensations.
At this moment, the fact that Chu Feng's hand was gripping not only the Black Flame Ghost Sword but also the Spirit Beast Treasure Map—this was something the Queen was unaware of.
When Chu Feng heard her question, he told her everything.
"Something like that? Are you certain you're truly holding the Spirit Beast Treasure Map in your hand right now?" Even after hearing Chu Feng's account, the Queen found it hard to believe.
"My feelings don't lie. I can confirm it—the Spirit Beast Treasure Map is in my hand," Chu Feng replied.
"Then do you think this Spirit Beast Treasure Map is real?" the Queen asked once more.
"I can't be certain, but if I go by my instincts, I believe it's the real thing," Chu Feng said.
"That mysterious figure—what exactly is his connection to this Illusory Dream Blood Lotus? Could it possibly be your grandfather?" the Queen said.