Chu Feng's consciousness arrived above a golden ocean.
The wind and waves here were far, far smaller compared to the Eastern Sea.
But this place was in no way comparable to the Eastern Sea.
Because within the seawater, there was an incredibly dense amount of heavenly energy.
So dense that it transformed from formless into form, converging into this boundless golden ocean.
Chu Feng had never experienced such dense heavenly energy before.
As a martial cultivator, who could resist this kind of temptation?
Chu Feng couldn't be bothered with anything else. He quickly formed hand seals and attempted to refine this heavenly energy.
"Damn."
Chu Feng rarely let foul words slip.
Though he had expected it beforehand, when he confirmed that this heavenly energy truly could not be used by him, Chu Feng still felt annoyed.
"Hm?"
But soon, his eyes lit up.
Through observation, he discovered that this heavenly energy was flowing secretly in a certain direction.
It was all flowing toward the same location.
Chu Feng immediately set off and quickly found that location.
It was where all of the heavenly energy converged.
He could even hear a whistling sound here.
The sound was wondrous, overwhelming.
It was not a simple sound — it was more like a sensation.
The sensation of a hurricane roaring in all directions.
The sensation of a waterfall crashing down from the heavens.
The sensation of thousands of soldiers and horses neighing and clashing in battle.
……
…
It was as if every magnificent and grand sound in the world had converged here.
Yet it did not feel noisy or irritating. Instead, it felt soothing and enticing.
Because that was power!!
However, Chu Feng could not take another step closer.
Once again, an invisible force, like an invisible barrier, blocked Chu Feng.
It prevented him from approaching the center where the heavenly energy converged.
Boom— Right at that moment, a thunderous rumble erupted from Chu Feng's Dantian.
The golden ocean formed by the gathered heavenly energy remained.
But the sky had undergone a change.
It was no longer a mass of white fog, but a vast and boundless starry sky.
Yet there were no stars.
This feeling was so familiar to Chu Feng.
It was the scenery within his Dantian world.
Only here, there were no nine-colored lightning bolts, nor could the seed of the Divine Tree be seen.
Just then, an enormous phantom appeared in the void above.
The phantom was initially blurry, but as it descended, it grew clearer and clearer.
It was a palace.
This palace was entirely black. Rather than appearing eerie, it was imposing and extraordinary.
The black flames swirling around it were laced with bolts of nine-colored lightning.
The feeling this palace gave.
It seemed to come from the Divine Realm, yet it also resembled the Demon Realm.
In any case, it was lofty and extraordinary at first glance.
And on the palace's plaque, three words were inscribed.
Asura Hall!!!
"Asura Hall?"
Chu Feng recognized it immediately — this was his path-creation palace.
He had named this path-creation palace Asura Hall.
Asura Hall descended behind Chu Feng.
Creak— Suddenly, the palace gates swung open.
And beyond those gates lay an entirely different world — chaotic, boundless, brimming with infinite possibilities.
"It feels like it wants me to go inside?"
Chu Feng felt the calling, so he stepped forward.
But he found that he could only stand at the threshold. He could not enter the chaotic, seemingly unformed world within Asura Hall.
Hum— Right at that moment, beneath Chu Feng's feet, a layer of power appeared.
But upon closer inspection, it was not simple power.