"What the hell is that thing?"
The sight of that gate filled everyone's faces with unease.
"Lord Chu Feng."
Shen Hui produced the paper talisman that could activate the teleportation formation.
Even the Nine Pupil Demon Flames had been beyond their ability to deal with — whatever lay behind that gate, they stood no chance of fighting it.
Fleeing was perhaps the only viable option.
Sensing Shen Hui's intentions, before Chu Feng could even speak, Song Changsheng said, "Since we're already trapped here, running won't solve anything."
"Miaomiao, stay with Chu Feng and the others."
"Chu Feng, have your friends fall back a bit."
After saying this to Chu Feng, Song Changsheng gripped his axe and walked toward the gate.
Everyone understood his intent. Without waiting for Chu Feng's instruction, they all retreated.
Rumble— As though sensing a challenge, the massive gate slowly swung open.
Everyone tensed up.
Heaven only knew what lay beyond.
But to their surprise, the moment the gate opened, that terrifying oppressive aura actually vanished.
And what appeared beyond the gate was not a cave, nor a palace — it was a vast, somber stretch of starry sky.
Deep within that starry expanse, enormous tombstones floated one after another — the very same Primordial Burial Ground.
It was as though this gate had led them straight out of the tomb world and back into the depths of the Primordial Burial Ground.
"What is that place? Wh-why does it look so much like the Primordial Burial Ground?" Wang Qiang blurted out.
"Perhaps it is the Primordial Burial Ground — just the deeper reaches of it," Chu Feng said.
Whoosh— But suddenly, that terrifying oppressive aura returned. It emanated from a figure standing amid the stars.
The figure was massive and powerfully built, standing nearly two meters tall. A colossal black saber rested across his shoulder, and he was clad entirely in black armor. Both the armor and the blade exuded a dark, sinister aura.
The armor concealed his face, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes exposed — eyes brimming with ferocity and killing intent.
Far more terrifying than any Fierce Beast.
Boom— In the next instant, a powerful wave of energy swept outward from beyond the gate.
Chu Feng and the others all felt the threat of death bearing down on them — the overwhelming pressure of that formidable being.
And the very instant they sensed that deadly threat, the pressure had already crossed beyond the threshold.
Heaven and earth split apart on either side.
Chu Feng's side — heaven and earth remained intact.
The other side — the void was riddled with cracks, and the ground had been reduced to nothing.
That pressure alone had caused all of this.
"This…"
Even at this moment, the expressions of the Huangfu Heavenly Clan's Patriarch, the Xianhai Fish Clan's Patriarch, the Divine Body Heavenly Palace's Master, and Shen Hui were complicated.
The reason Chu Feng and the others were unharmed was Song Changsheng.
He had blocked that pressure head-on.
"Interesting."
A hoarse, deep voice rumbled from the powerful being.
Even as he spoke, he gripped his massive saber and walked toward the gate, one deliberate step at a time.
His pace was unhurried — just normal strides — yet each step covered an immense distance.
In only a few strides, he emerged from beyond the gate and stood before it.
But the moment he stepped through, he froze.
Shock flooded his crimson eyes.
"You…"
He stared at the person before him, his voice filled with utter disbelief.
It was Song Changsheng.
Song Changsheng had appeared before him like a phantom, and the axe in his hand was already buried deep within the powerful being's skull.